How To Beat The DHS Railroad Job, Part I - The Entry

Hey kids, and welcome to your first lesson in how to handle your first...and hopefully last DHS involvement in your lives.  This is an excellent manual for newcomers to the DHS experience (and what an illuminating experience it is too, right?), as well as a good brush-up on the many Gestapo-type tactics that DHS uses to supposedly "Reunify" your falsely accused family, whilst all the while really just trying to find out everything they can use to rip your families apart...permanently.  Please, wiper yer feet, grab some popcorn, pull up a chair, and just enjoy the show, OK?

Now the primary purpose for this post is not meant for the people who are truly doing wrong.  It's true focus will, of course, be not only for those of you who are being WRONGED by DHS, like I am, but will also be for the other flip-side purpose of information; to inform and educate those who have no clue what's going on in our fair and supposedly "free" country.  I suppose you could also say that the other purpose of this post is to piss off all of those who would try and separate us from our baby.  May you all sleep like S*** and eventually burn in Hell for your crimes.

Here's what I love most.  Anybody...and I mean ANYBODY...family, friends, strangers, drug dealers, drug users, jealous and envious gun-nuts....ANYONE can call DHS with allegations, about anything, and get them out to your door.  It obviously doesn't ever have to include grounds, proof, basis....anything.  I could call them on President Obama, if I wanted to, and they would, according to them, check it out.  I doubt that seriously...I'm sure there are certain qualifications to an investigation, such as non-politically motivated, poorer than it takes to rent an attorney for more than a month, interacial probably helps a great deal; and you shouldn't be doing any kind of job that would involve too much media attention.  If you pass that, you should be good enough to expect DHS at your door, no problem.

This will probably be the most important thing you have to know about a visit from your local DHS office (whose sole purpose, of course, is to make sure you aren't doing terrible things in your home that might endanger your children...whether you're actually doing anything wrong or not), more important than just about ANYTHING you could ever know.  DHS is your state government a-calling...this department of our state government, contrary to popular belief, is NOT above the law, any more than a normal police officer is.  There are definite restrictions and guidelines that these folks MUST follow, regardless of race, color, creed, origin, sex or religion.  They have a lot of Government-given powers, make no mistake, but there's one thing that a lot of people DON'T know...and that is that DHS, as powerful as they might be...has no more right to get their foot in the door than anyone else.  Oh, make no mistake, once they DO manage to get their foot in the door, you might as well kiss your ass goodbye, because then it's too late.  The trick is to never let them get by you in the first place.  Let me say that again, big and bold, to make sure you take it to heart, OK?

YOU NEVER HAVE TO LET THESE PEOPLE THROUGH YOUR DOOR.

Oh, they're a tricky bunch, they are, they are.  Make no mistake, they have Gestapo-like scare tactics, meant to frighten you into thinking you have to let them in...but you don't.  Ever.  Let me draw this out for you, so you're aware of the danger you might face, shoulds't you fall for this, as well as how you can loop around them, and make them back off and more than likely regroup, more sure of themselves as ever; then return with a more aggressive tactic....but alas, to no avail; for education is key here kiddies, and if you are informed, you are like a derelict with a pit-bull on a chain...impossible to even approach.  Here's how it's likely to go, and why these "tactics" won't work on you, Mr. Joe Average.

They knock on your door.  You open the door to two strange people, generally women, who are loaded down with papers they need to fill out, speaking of strangers or of people close to you who have called in a complaint of you doing drugs in your home, that you don't know how to take care of your children, of child abandonment or neglect...could be any number of things.  They'd like to talk with you, concerning these allegations.  You say "Sure, come on in"?  Then you might as well just have a big sign above you that says "Take my kids...PLEASE!!", because now you have "opened the door" as it were to falsifications, embellishments, and fairy tales, concerning your parenting skills, your drug use...whatever it is that they believe is going on, or has been said to be going on.

However, it's as simple as this...Just say no.  No, you're not allowed to come in.  No, I don't believe I'm going to be letting you in on this particularly sunny happy day...or, even a big, LOUD, NOOOOO!!  will do the trick, followed quickly by a rather indignant door slam.  Just like the police, DHS cannot enter your home without justifiable cause or proof of something, or without a court order to do so.  If they do not have a signed court order, they don't even have the right to tickle your doormat or dirty up your driveway, let alone come into your home...for any reason.  Oh, they'll SAY they left and got one.  They'll say the judge said you could come in...they may even beg or suggest that things will be easier for you, and they'll be quick to get out of your lives if you choose to cooperate...but it's all a ruse.  DO NOT ALLOW THESE ASSHOLES INTO YOUR HOMES, OR YOU MAY AS WELL MAKE UP THE GUEST ROOM, BECAUSE THEY WILL MOVE IN; and like that relative who came down for a vacation and doesn't leave for months, DHS will take over your lives, and that life will never, EVER be the same.  The simple solution.  DON'T.  LET.  THEM. COME.  IN.

Not unlike a situation with the police, do NOT open your door in order to deal with DHS.  Like the police, and in any situation involving DHS or the police, it's been known to be ruled that an open door, whether you're blocking the doorway or not, is an open invitation to come in on the part of the home owner.  Keep the door closed, and they can neither see anything in your home, nor can they come in, unless they have a court order.

Oh, they'll try all the tricks they can to get in.  Here's a few that they might pull:

1.  "I'll get a court order!"  First of all, court orders aren't just printed out like money (good reference, right?), they have to be backed by something...although, I do have to say, that mine had no basis...and was signed by a judge (?) anyway...but that was also AFTER DHS got their foot in the door, and made up stuff to get what they wanted.  Poor things, just like the police, it's kind of a catch 22 for DHS.  They wanna get in.  To get in, they need a judge's order to be able to come in, or be let in.  In order for a judge to sign an order, they have to have proof to get in, which, unfortunately, involves them getting in to verify what they've been told is happening.  What it all comes down to is this:  Without a court order, they can't get in...and they can't get a court order until they get in to get what they need for the court order.  So let them threaten to get a court order all they like.  It's likely, as well as almost guaranteed that they'll never get one, because no judge is gonna be stupid enough to issue one without real proof.  Not in EVERY case, which is why I have such a good case.  Don't believe it.  They ain't getting one.

2.  (They leave, then come back oh so long and say) "I have a court order", and will more than likely show you one, that might just looked like it's signed.  Remember, they need to get in....DESPERATELY.  I wouldn't doubt that this trick has been done...and gotten away with, many times.  Don't fall for it.  Ask for it to be held up to the peephole so you can inspect it, without opening your door.

3.  "I'm calling the police, and they'll let me in."  Let 'em.  They're human American Citizens, just like everyone else, and without legal proof of their allegations, they can't come in any more with an officer present.  The same rules apply (please see above).

4.  I actually have heard of both of these things happening.  They go right from the front door, to the back door, where, if you're standing at the front door guarding against them, they're likely to get another family member at the back door to let them in, should they knock or ring the bell.  As soon as you see them at your front door, make sure to call all of your kids in, so you know where they are...as well as your husband.  Another trick they will try is to wait a half an hour and come back again, hoping to get someone else to answer the door.  As soon as you know they are trying to come into your life, make sure and inform your entire family to neither open the door to them, or answer a land-line phone and talk to them.  Conversations are just as easily made into proof a judge could use to sign an order.

Tomorrow, we'll cover what happens when it's too late, and someone let them in.  We'll go over the things that they will do, as well as what you can do once they're in.

THE B&S RAILROAD JOB PART V - The Ridiculous Results

It would seem that the illustrious Judge Price doesn't like to practice, follow, uphold, stand-by or participate in the same American Law that the rest of us do.  When asked to recuse, because every objection I made was overruled, and every objection against me sustained (I got to ask one question of an FSRP worker..."Are you a mother?", after she slammed my wife's first time mothering skills for nearly ten minutes.  I just wanted to ask her about her own experiences as a first time mother...the bitch inquisitor for DHS goes "Objection!", with no follow-up reason, and without even another word to follow my objection, I got from the Judge "Sustained".  When asked (by me) for a reason, the judge told me that none was required. I asked him to leave our hearing, and be replaced with another Judge.  He denied this request.

This is standard when a non-represented Pro Se defendant is being ruled against for biased reasons and by a biased judge; it's common that you ask the judge to Recuse, meaning you ask that the judge trying the case to excuse himself from trying the case any further, due to his personal biases...and rather than question it, most judges usually gladly dismiss themselves.  Some are kinda stubborn, however, and some have also been threatened with their jobs, and, regardless of how things actually look, are either being paid to rule against us, or have no intention of ruling in our favor.  Such judges, I imagine, are preferred by DHS...for him to recuse would be an admission of bias.  How a judge can deny this is beyond me; since it's the judge that we are trying to replace here.

This has been a farce since my arrival.  The hearing was closed, the room changed twice, and the judge refuses to Recuse.

America, this round isn't a matter for me, at this time.  They are choosing to continue and succeed in their allegations for CINA, just and simply based on only one fact...that we are still homeless.  When this SINGLE fact is finally laid to rest, they will have no ammunition with which to come at us with, nothing else can be their excuse, for holding the baby from our care.  That will change this week, and an appeal will be made.  There is another court date, and I WILL be duly prepared.  Considering that they wouldn't allow me to view all court documents until we were three quarters of the way through the hearing, I didn't have the proper tools for a good barbecue; sorry 'bout that, America.  'Til next time.  We will get her back.

Jacque Karlsen, you psychotic gun nut?  You have yet to win...and I don't care if it's been years, you will be dealt with, one way or the other.  You will be found and you will pay for what you've done, I swear it.  Your part in this will not go unpunished.  You will be 6' ft. under (of natural causes, naturally) before I rest, or until you have paid for this injustice, whichever comes first; you lying shitty little troll...And Dawn Brueggeman-Lempke?  You will NEVER BE IN POSSESSION OF THIS CHILD, NOT EVEN ON MY LAST DYING BREATH, I GUARANTEE IT.  You both won only a single skirmish, on only a single technicality.  You will NEVER win the war.  Emily Nieman?  You are STILL GOING TO LOSE YOUR JOB, YOU YUPPY BLONDE BITCH.  Bet on it.  Ashley of FSRP fame?  You may wanna ask to be replaced, I plan to make every visit with you a living hell.  I will blow up your phone so that you have to charge it every half an hour, whatever...but I suggest you find a new couple's visits to supervise.

Things of which shall be guaranteed for the DHS BARBECUE PART III:  Senators will be written, Representatives, the Governor, the ACLU, and the ASPCA, the President, whomever I must include, I don't care...these will all be involved in our permanency hearing; in one fashion or another.  Every....single...little....thing will be RECORDED, DOCUMENTED, BLOGGED ABOUT, every little document kept track of, etc., including when YOU people are late for visits and make our lives difficult as well.

No money will be made off of our family, at least not from me.  Bamboozle my wife all you want, this sheep still ain't rollin' over.  And do not fret for us, America; or for you either.  My skills WILL come into play, and the war will be won, soon enough, of that you can guarantee.

I will continue, and be back in the position as Pro Se, when I have a chance to review all the court documents, as well as subpeona all the appropriate witbesses.  We shall return with more of this....soon enough.  I now have the support of others who have been wronged like this...and have been through crap like this as well.  Heads will roll...when, I can't say, but they will roll....even if I have to be an elected official to do it.

It would seem that a permanancy hearing is now on the agenda, where they will attempt to terminate our rights as parents, so that the wanna-be yuppy sister of the father can get her hands on the baby.  Won't happen honey, you can take that to the bank....should be a good time, I would think....500% better than this one.  This is the thing I love the most though...they keep talking about the reunification of the family...at the same time they're talking about the next court date, where they'll be going for our termination of parental rights....makes a sordid amount of sense, doesn't it?  Riiiight.  You bullied me into giving up this time.  You won't be so lucky next time.  The next barbecue I fully intend to serve DHS steak sandwhiches on Nielson buns with Price sauce.

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ADDENDUM:  The next post will be about what to do, should you ever get in this situation.  Tricks they play, hoops they'll want you to jump through, what you have to do versus what you won't have to do, things to make sure you do, how to get away with NOT doing what you won't want to do; as well as how to get what you want; Justice.  I will hook you up with info on people you can talk to, people and websites you can share your experiences with, and ways you can win.  Even if I don't win...which of course I will; soon enough, you will be better prepared to fight your battle, and will not be caught off-guard.  I will go through it all for you, and, if nothing else, be a shining example to you as to how to win, even if I don't; as well as know how you can do right; in order to get your baby or your kids back.  I will present to you how I lost and how I won, I will give you tricks and hints how to beat these people and all involved, and I will help you fight this injustice.  I may mess up or lose my child, but if nothing else, I'll make sure the rest of you don't.

The B&S Railroad Job Part IV - It's Time For A Serious Talk

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Never let it be said that I don't give credit where credit is due.

This is a serious moment in our history friends.  We're at the crossroads (or the railroad crossing, if you will).  In one direction, lies the easy road, all sunny and green...the one made for all of America's Sheeple.  Here, your battles are fought for you, whether you know it or not, whether you care or not, or whether it's right or not.  The other direction, there's the rocky road, one laden with strife and hardship, where we fight to take back what was rightfully ours in the first place:  Our lives, our freedoms, our rights, and our country.

This will be the first of many fights I intend to pick on the abusive departments of our federal and state government; it begins on September 12th, and it promises to be quite a battle...at least that's what the lawyers are saying.  That's what my friends tell me, some of who have been through this kind of thing before; and if not, know people who have.  You know what's truly sad though, is that they all say there's no way I'll win.  Did you hear that America?  No way.  What exactly does this tell you?  What it should tell you is, these folks have abused their power long enough.  That the government often turns a deaf ear to what's really happening.  It should also tell you that it's time for some change.  Not Obama's kind of change, mind you.  No, I'd say it's time for a bit of old-fashioned vigilante justice.

I, personally, love to tell the other side what's going down; kind of like telling Batman and Robin how they're going to die by the villain who intends to do them in, I like to make it clear that this will be no easy road they intend to drive next to me on.  See, I'm not one of the Sheeple flock...I don't roll over and take my licks, I fight back, and, since I won't have legal fees to worry about - mainly because if I don't find pro bono council, I'm in a position to go Pro Se (that's "defend yourself", for those of you not sure what that means).  Sure, I'll respect the court as well as the judge presiding over it, but see, I already know what's going to happen here, and I don't care if I have to fight this one right into the Oval Office, however long it takes, I'm gonna win this one...for me, the baby, my wife - and for the rest of America as well.

You see, some of us don't handle oppression too well.  I'm not too crazy about our law and our courts as it is, either.  So, if you want a fight, I'll fight right down here, in the trenches, where most of our battles take place anyway.  Oh, I intend to fight dirty.  I'll call in the rest of America, as well as the media too.  I intend to deliver fliers to the courthouse about my little fiasco soon, in order to garner the attention of others who currently oversee or dispense justice.  I want them to notice that someone out there really cares about the way others are treated in this great nation of ours, and that the days of the "sheep" are coming to a close.  No more rolling over for dangling treats...not this sheep.

What's more, whether I'm directly involved or not, others will be fought for as well.  This will be just the first of many internal fires I intend to start.  Our version of the Gestapo, the IRS, is big on my hit list.  The FDA.  The CSRU.  The DOJ.  The Law Itself!!

See, what you don't get, America, is that, since the 50's, we have been steadily programmed to serve and support our government.  Oh, they put the reigns in our hands, where we've always believed they were, but as soon as we start going off the road, they take them back into their possession, in order to keep us in line.  They tell you that you have rights, but they've never been real rights.  They are, as the great George Carlin once said, "Temporary Privileges" that can be repossessed or revoked at any given moment.  Just a whisper of the phrase "Martial Law, whether on a state or federal level and WHOOSH!!  You haven't got a single right to call your own.

Am I making myself clear?  Is there a rumbling in your belly yet?  Think I'm off my rocker?  Let's play a little game then.  Take this mini-quiz (in your own time, of course), and when you've finished, look hard at the answers you've given, then ask yourself this:  Who's in control here?  I dare you to take it...go on....TAKE IT ALREADY!!

1.  When you get a ticket for something you've done wrong, but you have a nagging feeling something didn't go down right, do you:

a.  Open your wallet and pay the ticket, knowing you don't really have the time to fight it
b.  Gather the facts, take names and badge numbers, make your case, then clear your calendar for the court date, in order to fight it.

2.  If a new law is passed, and a week later, your neighbor gets arrested for that law, do you:

a.  Shrug your shoulders and say "Whelp!  That's the way it is!"
b.  Offer to help your friend out in court, in order to defend his innocence (as well as his ignorance of the law) in this matter.

3.  It's time to elect your new president.  The best candidate for the job doesn't even show up on the ballot, only the two idiots from each of the major parties, and you hate both of them.  Do you:

a.  Not vote, just writing the whole thing off to the way things go, and hope for better fare in four years, figuring that, if you don't, no one can say "Yeah, but you voted for him" when he messes up.
b.  Demand an inquiry into why your choice didn't even make the ticket.

4.  A new year has been issued in, and with it, more income tax you're required to pay, with a lot less deductions.  Do you:

a.  Argue with the preparer a bit, just for show, then pull out your checkbook
b.  Write your congressman, asking whatever happened to that "Fair Tax" bill they've had on the floor for the last 5 years.

5.  You've done your duty and paid your income tax, and now it's return time.  However, the state has taken out all your state return for the city ambulance you called to go to the hospital just 2 weeks ago.  Do you:

a.  Bitch about it to your friends, then do nothing about it
b.  Write your state representatives to ask why it is the State feels it's necessary to take the only money we get all year back for our labours, a taxed almost 35% amount of a wage that already isn't nearly enough to live on; money that shouldn't even be taken out of our hard-earned gross earnings in the first place, in order to be the collection agency for its cities.

I'm gonna lay money on the fact that most of you, whether you like the way the answer was phrased (put that way on purpose...to get you to think about what you're really doing, of course) or not, answered A to almost all, if not all of those questions.  Why?  Because you're trained to.  Like dogs, you're trained to behave the way that best suits our government, that puts more money in their coffers, that pays the extravagant wages our state and federal representatives and senators (as well as the entire upper echelon) enjoy during their way too long terms.

Whether I live to tell the tale or not, please, I beg you, pay attention to what happens to me.  Mark my story America, and let's see where it leads.  If I die before I wake, take note, and carry on the fight.  It's not too late (I hope) to take back your country and the freedoms you've (mostly) enjoyed since our inception some 235 years back.  I hereby put myself in the position of lead man, a martyr for America.  If have to die to make a point, I don't care.  So, send in the drones, or drive by me in a truck with a microwave equipped to make it look like natural causes, I don't give s flying f*** anymore, because us little people have HAD ABOUT ENOUGH OF THIS CRAP!

*Whew*....there, now that we got THAT outta the way, let's move on to the set of our first battle.  Here are the players, as well as their roles in our little circus:

On the side of "Good":

Defendant the first:  Me, of course.  The black sheep of the family.

Defendant the 2nd:  Ms. Elizabeth black sheep.  The angel of the bunch, the only member of the clan who wouldn't have the first clue how to do something wrong, let alone do it.

Lawyer the first:  Hers.  I don't know his name, and what's more, I don't care.  She can have her public defender, I don't rightly care for mine.

Lawyer the 2nd:  Colin McCormick, public defender.  All right for the hearing part, but I don't really think I'll be using him for this fight.  He can be there for all intensive purposes, but I'll be doing the talking.  I might also need him to cross examine me if I'm asked to take the stand.  Sorry Colin, but you lost me at "Pay the $25, and play ball"

The Prize?  Little, innocent as a new-born babe (mostly because she is a new-born babe), drug-free Trilynn Bruggeman, signed under duress into foster care by a malicious and wrongful DHS worker named Emily.

On the side of "Bad":

DHS, their workers, as well as their inquisition-style attackers.  These people would have you believe they care about the welfare of the child, but their sole purpose it would seem would be to break up and make miserable the lives of innocent people; as well as keep a lot of paid workers at the state level in their respective jobs and receiving their paychecks...to make it look like they are actually there to protect neglected and abused children everywhere...whether they're being abused and neglected or not.  To leave children in the care of crack mothers and prostitutes, but to take them away from good loving (as well as FIRST-TIME) parents who have the best intentions to make it work.

In the middle (supposedly):  Judge Price, a criminal trial Judge (who wasn't the original signer of the order to have the child removed, by the way...'magine that"). who immediately showed disdain about the fact that we were trying to raise, online, legal fees to fight this and to make it through it.  Never mind the fact that my wife wouldn't be allowed to work for most of this period...who cares about us, as long as the Judge is happy, right?

Once again kids, the battle is September 12th, 2014, at 9 a.m. at the Polk County Courthouse...unfortunately, I don't have a room for you as yet, but you'll be the ...(counts) 12th person (give or take) to know, I swear.  Please come.  This may be the most important thing you witness in this decade...the beginning of the end of an oppressive government.  :D

The Original 7 Deadly Sins + 3, Part VII - Pride

http://www.peripheralperceptions.org/2012/05/01/p-is-for-pride/

Finally!!  We saved the best for last, right?  Oh...no....wait...I forgot I told you +3...and those are still yet to be discovered....at least by you, anyway.  But, of the original 7, they say?  This be the baddest of  all.

So what about it?  What is the absolute definition of the word?  Vanity and pride are often used synonymously, but are by no means the same thing.  And is all pride a bad thing??  Nooo...no, if you're proud of the way your car looks after you detailed it for 5 hours, that's not a pride to be worried about.  If you're proud of how well your kids are doing in school, that's not really the pride we mean here.  It's when arrogance enters into your pride, that's when the problems begin.

If you're proud of the way your kids are doing in school, great.  If your kids are better than everyone else's kids, you're in need of a good head pop.  If you have pride in your country, that's ok...it's when you think you're the world power, and no one is able to take you, that's when your pride needs to be brought down a peg or 1000.

The thing to remember here is that #1 can become #100 in no time at all.  You may be the S*** of computer graphics this week, but next week there might be 1000 more just like you, and ten of those will have you beat by a mile.

Everything you do changes when arrogance enters the picture, you notice that?  When you first win the football championship, you can't hardly believe you finally did it, and you're grateful to those in your team...that you worked together, and your work paid off.  The next year, it was no surprise, we did it last year.  Then you start bragging the next year.  Then it gets old.  Then others get tired of your boasting...then people start rooting for the underdog; they almost secretly start wishing you'd lose so they don't have to put up with your attitude the rest of the year.

It all comes around, trust that.  Those who think they're irreplaceable, get replaced.  Those who're making $100,000 this year get fired the next.  Those with homes get foreclosed and are staying at the homeless shelter the year following.  And the number one biggest country in everything gets brought low when they start thinking there's no better.  We Americans are, all in all, arrogant and ignorant when we talk about ourselves.  We are some of the more guilty of all when it comes to national pride. Fame is fleeting.  Money isn't everything, and usually ends up costing you more than it helps.  Friends are fair-weathered.  We often make the mistake of thinking that quantity beats out quality, this is a real issue in today's age.  Also, holding on to your glory days is a sin all in itself.  It's hard to move on or to improve yourself, if you keep re-iterating how great you once were.

As for vanity, well, you can be proud without being vain...so that creates a bigger gap between the two words.  There can be vanity involved, sure, when we talk about your haughty pride, but vanity isn't the same thing, not by a mile, and most certainly barely covers even a quarter of pride's definition.

Humility, the exact opposite of pride, or, rather, the lack thereof, is where pride...at least the SINFUL type, enters in.  Going back to the pride in your children thing, if you say "I'm so proud of Johnny, but he couldn't have gotten to where he is without Ms. Shalin as a teacher"; you give some credit to others, therefore don't suffer from the destructive type of pride.  It's when Ms. Shalin is incidental and had no part in how well Johnny did that your pride may very well be your downfall.

Remember America, no matter how well you've done, there's always someone out there that does it better.  We may not know it as yet, but you can bet that someone's out there.  If you're good at something, someone has you beat...someplace.  If you have gorgous hair, someone has more of it with more shine.  And if you're adamant about how great you are, then watch out, because someone, albeit full of humility and graciousness, may just opt to best you, in order to bring you back down to earth with the rest of us earthworms.

The Original 7 Deadly Sins + 3, Part VI - Wrath

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Two more Original Sins to cover kiddies, and it's just now getting pretty good, huh?  I'm tempted to start over, just for job security....but naw, I wouldna wanna do that sorta thingy.

So here we are at Wrath...another one o' my all time favorite Deadly Sins, of the Original Seven that is.  Why, should be pretty damned obvious.  You see, There's an awful lot wrong with our America of the...what's the official term for this decade?  I didn't know the one for the last one either, I just called it OhOh's, and hoped I was close.  Oh well, you get the idea, right?  Anyway, I'm a bit wrathful as it is.  Add  to that the 100+ things wrong I've already dreamed up in this blog, the DHS war I'm in the middle of, stir in a dash o' Jacque Karlson and her puppet husband Morten, sprinkle in my continued (and probably semi-permanent) unemployment issues, a rather large order of Mock-President Obama, ObamaCare, War, my stress levels over homelessness, animal abuse, greed, corruption, etc., etc., etc., etc., etc., OMG!!!!  How is there any UN-wrathful stuff left to enjoy?  Where did all the good times go, HUH????

All you gotta do is watch the news or follow your Twitter feed for 3-5 minutes, and your fists ball up, your blood vessels burst, and the smoke begins rolling out of your ears.  Next thing you're fuming over your choice in wallpaper for your kitchen last month, and you begin ripping it off of the walls with a vengeance.  It's all you can do, when your wife comes in and screams "What in the HELL are you DOING?", to not throw a barrage of pans in her general direction...and all because you just don't understand what's going on anymore.  Welcome to the American Nightmare of 2014 and the years to come my friend, and join the club.  In case you've yet to notice, there's an awful lot of currently wrathful Americans out there right now...and I'm afraid it's only gonna get worse.

Ya, we're in a bad spot, a rock in a hard place, if'n you will, about to jump off the cliff into a place that sports a year 'round balmy 400-500 degree temperature increase over what we have currently, all because we're just plain pissed off...about EVERYTHING...shoulds't the tale be true.  But really, I gotta wonder, is it really wrathful if it's JUST wrath...should there be such a thing?  Don't we have a right to be truly angry about this stuff?  I really don't know about that one, America.  I'm not sure I'll ever know.  You see a lot of examples of JUST anger in the scriptures; and not just Christianity, in all religions.  And God wreaks wrathful havoc a lot, it would seem, should you read up on it.  Is it the JUST kind of wrath if it's God's wrath?  Who knows.

I'm afraid I'm just not too sure about anything concerning not only the true definition of Wrath, or if it comes in leaded and unleaded flavors or not.  All I know is that it can't be good.  Wrath, in and of itself causes quite a few heart attacks and strokes, should it be over-dosed on, as for us human types anyway; so it can't be too just, at least not for us anyway.  Again, who can say.

All I really CAN say is, that as we get more and more upset, nothing else seems to matter much, and it carries out and rolls down into small things that we really shouldn't be bothered about; it consumes us, as well as everything that happens in our daily lives, and believe me when I say that it most certainly isn't a good thing.  Left to its own devices, wrath can grow into big kids like murder, or settle into lower lying chunks like depression, self suicide and mutilation.  Be mad about the shape of our country and the people that destroy it daily, sure...just don't get wrathful about it if you can help it, OK?  Try something new, like, oh, DOING SOMETHING ABOUT THE THINGS WE GET MAD ABOUT...either that, or invest in as many hobbies as you can to take your minds off of those problems.  I rarely recommend the 2nd part of that suggestion, however, only because that sort of behavior seems to more promote the "spectator" effect in us, where we just ignore what's going on and hope it doesn't affect us in the process.  I hate to say it though, there doesn't seem to be a hole we can possibly dig that's deep enough to hide our heads into anymore, America, just about EVERYTHING affects us anymore.  Believe me, I get that.

You want to avoid wrath, for no other reason, that it will destroy you, all those around you, as well as everyone you associate with, and no one knows that better than me.  You know what I used to do?  I used to smile whenever I got mad....and that always tends to make the mad-maker mad instead of you.  I remember I used to get kind of a perverse satisfaction out of that.  I think I'm going to bring back that solution where I'm concerned.

One more Original Deadly Sin to go.  See ya soon y'all.  :D

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WTH???? Selling America Off Piece By Piece To The Highest Bidder???

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I just can't believe this one kiddies...I literally almost stood up in my local library and screamed!  I couldn't believe my eyes.

We're so bad off we have to sell our interstate roads to the French now???  Unfreakin'believable.  If you don't know about this, you just gotta read it.  I'm still stupified!  My mouth has been open for an hour now, easily!

And so, just you can be sick too, here's your link:

http://usatoday30.usatoday.com/news/nation/2006-07-15-u.s.-highways_x.htm

And if you knew about this, why didn't you freekin' tell me????  Why, I oughta....

And what's more, I'm reading this in an article of USA today (on their website), and they're talking about how this encourages higher tolls and higher taxes on Americans....like this is normal and a good thing!!!!

And what's more, to FRANCE!!!!!!  This is a country that HATES US!!  That's like selling the stock exchange to Iran for Chrissakes!!  Or better yet, Better Bombs Inc., huh?  Are we nuts???  What economic genius thought this winner up?  THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON SINCE THE FIFTIES BEFORE I WAS BORN AND I'M JUST NOW FINDING OUT ABOUT IT?

It truly amazes me America, the amount of things I'm just finding out about that have been going on for years and years and years and...well, you get the picture.  Sheeple.  Trained Sheeple who know NOTHING about the kind o' crap we put up with everyday....that we have no idea of, or how it came to pass.  No wonder today's America is screaming transparency!!

I'll get back to you people, you can bet on that....SHEESH!!  :D

Selfishness - The "Mine" Virus

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Wow, what a ride!  Just when I think I've written about everything that's wrong with this big ol' free (or so they say....whoever THEY are) country of ours, well, I think of about 20 more.  Call it writer's security, s'pose.

The big sin o' the day?  How's about all this rampant selfishness we enjoy daily, hmmmm????

You may just be a wonderin' what the hell I'm talkin' 'bout.  Well, we wouldn't wanna leave any of you in the dark, surely.  Not that you don't have a clue what I'm speaking of.  If anybody knows, you just have to.

One thing I remember loving about your average 2-3 yr. old was the MINE phase.  I don't care what it was they had in those itty bitty hands of theirs, if you tried to take it from them, their little hands went into the air, opening and closing their fingers, and the word MINE (oftentimes MINE, MINE, MINE) became a word we all cringed at.

I'm not truly sure why we would cringe at it.  This is the new most used thought, and sometimes new most thought ideal in this day and age.  Possessiveness is the new rage in our country, concerning just about every possession we own.  Sometimes, even the ones we don't.

Here's the one I love the most though.  Losing things.  And never in life seeing hide nor hair of them again, in our lifetimes.  You want to know why that is?  Has anyone noticed this, perchance?  Lose something.  Then wait, while it never comes into play in your existence...waited long enough?  Give it up pal, it's not coming back, I promise you.  Nobody's planning to write you to tell you where it is, no one's going to call your friends to see if they can locate the owner of your cell phone, and no one's going to Fed-Ex you your wallet, knowing full well you're going to need the stuff in it.  And you can most certainly count on the fact that it's not likely any one will take it to the coffeeshop cashier and say "Hey, I think someone may have left this behind accidently."  And even if they would, it's probably not likely that the employee will take it to his boss and say "Put this iPad in the lost and found, wouldja?'

The reason?  Because when someone sees something lying around that possibly has any value...just about anything now-a-days, it's "Hey look!  A free wallet!  It must be MINE!"  This is our new take on found objects.  Screw the other guy, I lost mine, and no one ever brought mine to me, why should I do it?  Nobody ever turns my stuff in for me to come back and get, to Hell with THIS guy!

How do I know this?  Let's start with the bus system in my state, the one I've been riding on and off for over 35 years.  I'm a bit on the ADD side...oh Hell, I'm MASSIVELY on the ADD side...so I'm forever leaving things on the bus.  You know how much of it I've seen in the lost and found?  One thing.  One crappy pair of reading glasses.  They must not have been able to sell them, or must not have needed them.  That was a one-time lucky break.  The countless gloves, hats, phones, chargers, wallets, notebooks, school books, sunglasses, pills, umbrellas...you name it...I've never seen any of those things again.  The "MINE" virus spreads once again...

I remember getting on one bus once, and a guy got up and his cell phone got left.  I remember a girl picking it up...she was around 22 or so.  I said "Hey, I think that belonged to that guy that just got off", to which she replied "Oh, yeah, I was gonna give it to the bus driver when I got off."  She put it down beside her, and when we arrived at the main station, she whizzed right by the driver, and didn't go inside the station, but jetted off in a direction to the east of it.  I yelled after her, only to be answered by her back and her silence.  Nice.

We're not talking about Chicago here for chrissakes...we're talking about a mid-sized city in Iowa; one that shouldn't have too many infected people where this whopper is concerned.  And God forbid I should leave a computer or something, oh HELL no.  That one I will guarantee I'll never see again; unless of course I visit the local pawn shops in the next month.  Wow.

Here's what you can pretty much count on happening to your lost objects today, as compared to yester-year, when honesty was a way of life, and the honor system was taught in your schools...

Wallets/Purses - Cleaned out for whatever cash or useful items there are in them and then thrown away. Credit/debit cards are used for gas and for credit purchases, until they're called in and rendered useless. Bus passes, punch cards...anything that can be sold or used without consequence are kept.

Briefcases - Same thing

Sunglasses/reading classes - Sunglasses, if they're cool, are moved directly from where they're found to the top of the finder's head.  If it's hard to tell, they may try them on, and if they don't look all that great, they're tossed till the next pair gets left behind.  Reading glasses are generally gonna get tossed.

Umbrellas - If it's a rainy day, fahgetaboutit.  It's MINE.  If it's a sunny day, it MIGHT get brought to the counter to be put in the lost and found.  If it's their color, you can forget about it as well, more than likely.

Phones - Used until they're reported stolen, then used to get on the internet utilizing the built in wi-fi.  Could be pawned or sold too, if popular enough.  If it's a coveted phone, it could feasibly be unlocked for continued use, depending on the company that serviced it.

Pills - Why, taken or sold, of course.

Gloves and hats - MINE if they're cool, TRASH if they're not.

Anything else - If valuable, pawned, sold, eaten, used; if they're not, TRASHED.

Now, I just gotta be fair here.  There are still, at the very least, 3 generations of Americans, and 100 or so good people that still turn things in.  Also, if you're a person who has, and the amount of money in the wallet doesn't exceed $1000, they probably will turn it in upon finding it.  But with nest-eggs disappearing; jobs lost more everyday, rip-offs abundant, and the government getting greedier and greedier, well, the YOURS generation is becoming more MINE-like everyday.  God forbid I should see the day everyone has the MINE virus.  What A Wonderful World This Will Be, eh?  :D

The Original 7 Deadly Sins + 3, Part V - Lust

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Hey kids!!  On we go again, eh?

Now, it's time to move on to my favorite of all the deadly sins, Lust.  Lust, as defined, is simply an intense desire for something.  Or someone.  However, Lust, unbeknownst to most, is not only a sin of the flesh, other things can be lusted after as well, such as power, money or fame.  Well hey, no shortage of lust around these parts then, eh?

Just for something a little different., though, I just thought...since it's obvious that we all believe that lusting after one another is the biggest side of lust, that I'd do just a little digging into what might just be causing this little overdose into one of the more deadly of our sins.

Our number of porno-style magazines we herald as being our biggest most widely purchased mags?  Around 42 well-known ones.  Human trafficking is horrendous in our country...as well as with Americans traveling to other countries.  The average age of women in the U.S. to enter prostitution?  13.  Men?  12.  Video and Internet porn and prostitution are among the largest money-making professions online.  Gee, maybe that's it, right?  As for the ages we're introduced to sex, well, for most, there isn't a number anymore.

As for lusting after power, you know we can't be beat.  Money?  Ask Greed and Gluttony if they're not getting enough to feed on in our country; you should get a goodly chuckle.  Fame?  Illegal or not, you know us Americans just LOVE the spotlight.

I dunno about you all, but I fear for the safety of every new generation more and more with every passing decade.  Humans are getting more and more destructive, more lustful every year.  It's not dog eat dog anymore, it's dog consume, boil, hang, electrocute burn, and stomp-on dog these days.  It's no good anymore to just ruin others or bring them down, we have to utterly destroy them too, or its just no fun anymore.

Wow.  I can just SMELL that fire and brimstone mixing with my burning flesh....Mmmmm....YUMMY.

Well, really though, I feel this is just one of those sins that we can make fun of; in only just a little, just to shake off that doomy feeling, huh?

Since men are the worst offenders of Lust, just for fun, here's a little test you're more than welcome to take if you really want to know if you are, indeed, a lustful individual.

1.  If, late at night, as you start thinking about your neighbor's wife, your best friend's girlfriend, or Jesse's girl, do you:

a.  Burn yourself at the stake for even thinking such thoughts, or
b.  Molest yourself anyway.  You might have said no, but you knew you wanted it...

2.  Your dog is:

a.  Your best friend, or
b.  Your last resort

3.  The number of sexual partners you've taken part with since the beginning of time is:

a.  1 or
b.  2 or more.

4.  The perfect music for seducing my partner is:

a.  Glenn Miller or
b.  Nine Inch Nails

5.  I would describe an orgasm as:

a.  The frooits of the Deveel, or
b.  The most incredible thing or feeling that I have ever experienced.

6.  The best position I've ever held at any job was:

a.  The sitting up-right position as an Accountant for Microsoft, or
b.  The 69 position as Office Gigolo for Accounttemps

7.  Your children should be allowed to date at age:

a.  51 (After you're dead)
b.  15 (As long as they practice safe sex)

8.  Select the line that best describes how you feel about sex:

a.  I have to know a person well and date them for a couple years before I can have intercourse with them, or
b.  I have to know a person can breath before I can have intercourse with them.

9,  When I was younger, I strived to:

a.  Know every verse of the bible, or
b.  Masturbate to images of all my female relatives and neighbors who even looked in my direction or with every item in the house that was soft, furry or warm and fuzzy.

10.  When I'm downtown on my lunch hour I:

a.  Drool over the amount of meat and veggies in my Subway sandwich, or
b.  Drool down the blouse of every women within 5 feet of me showing cleavage as they walk by.

If you answered 5 or more questions with the letter "b", you are a sick twisted pervert who shouldn't be allowed to roam free in public anymore.  You should immediately turn yourself in to the nearest office for sexual predator processing.

If you answered 3-4 questions with the letter "b", you are in serious trouble my friend.  I would suggest hooking up with a sinfully plain/ugly therapist on the double before you burn in Hell.

If you answered 1-2 questions with the letter "b", you haven't gone too far as yet, but you can bet it wouldn't take a gorgeous or sexy member of the opposite sex long to take you where obviously desire to tread.

If you answered all the questions in this test with the letter "a", breath a huge sigh of relief, you are saved.  However, I would seriously question yourself as to why you felt the need to take this test at all if you were well convinced of your absolute purity in this matter (??).

That's it for the fun deadly sin today.  See you soon!!  :D

The Dirt, Pre-dug ("Interruption Of Service" Posts Nutshelled and Replaced)

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Hey Kids.  Yeah, it's me again.  Hey, look.  A lot of you probably remember the "Interruption of Service" posts I put up a while ago, detailing every second of my sordid torrid life, from inception till 5 mins. ago?  Well, as you might imagine it sort of just had to come down.  It was just too much for people!  For one, as trained Sheeple, you're just not ready for that much truth out of any one human being, and I can get that.  For two, who wants to read 11 posts about my crappy life...it's just not fair to you!!  S'ok, though, because this is gonna be SO much better...as well as so much more condensed!

As the lot of you already know (if not, or if you new 'round these har pahts, please see "A Solemn Moment - The Death of the Dishonest Politician", "Day #23 - War", and "Political Views and How They Just Suck"), I plan to run for the office of The President in 2020, regardless of the cat calls about how nuts I am; or how there's just no way I'm gonna win.  Make no mistake, I will run, and I will win, with the majority of America at my back, regardless of race, color, creed, origin, sex or religion...you hear me?

You also already know, that I have plans to have everything out there for everyone to see before it comes to anyone trying to dig anything up on me from my past, at least those things that matter.  Whereas I used to have it all out there as it was, no one was ready for that kind of honesty and that kind of detail.  So instead of those, well, you have THIS POST.  This one though, is gonna go a little bit more on an unusual path.

I'm going to answer questions that might come up, and with it, all reference needed.  The difference will be a "Why" (when needed), and a "How it's going to help qualify my leadership ability" line as well.

So, whaddya say we get started, hmm??

Born - 1960, Age 53
How does this qualify me to lead (heretofore referred to as HDTQMTL)?  I've watched us mess up over 5 decades of our existence as a nation, and experienced a lot of the fallout firsthand.  What else could a country ask for?

Ages 0-8:  Born into a family of 4 (One mother, father, and brother), parents divorced at the age of 4, moved from the jungles of L.A. to Ida Grove Iowa, then Cherokee, IA.  Was in both private and public schools during this time, and the private ones still had corporal punishment for students, and had religion as their base.  Father disappeared out of my life at 7.
HDTQMTL?  Urban experience, divorce and broken family experience (therefore am aware of why it's important for us to bring back and restore whole families quickly), knows our broken school systems.

Ages 8-15:  Attended both public and private Christian schools, have been through 3 foster care families, was involved in agriculture for 3 years, and the Christian religion for 4, from the perspective of a minister's child.
HDTQMTL?  The agricultural experience, for sure, and this helped shape me morally as well as diversely.

Ages 16-21:  Dropped outta school and took on two jobs and my own apartment.  At 18, I got in trouble and joined the Army to get away.  I got to see over 20 countries and experience their cultures.  I tried 2 drugs during this time, pot (which I immediately gave up after I dropped out of school), and acid (sure, I tried drugs...I was a child of the 70's, and kind of a messed up kid, so of course I tried 'em, but nothing stuck for a very long time)
HDTQMTL?  The military service, of course...and the experience with more advanced European cultures.  As to the pot, my best friend's brother was the biggest pot dealer in our school, and we must have smoked every brand breed and strain of every pot there was.  By the time I got outta high school, I was so tired of it I never smoked it again.  As for the acid, I was a turtle in high school, I couldn't talk to anybody, especially girls.  Every trip I took I was the person I wanted to be, and I took pieces of that with me every time I came out of it...and now, I'm ME!!  Mr. Social!  A good thing for America, I'd have to say.

22-30:  Went  to jail twice...for one day each, and both for misdemeanors, one for possession (the acid thing, long story), and once for prostitution (in this state, if you're the prostitute and you come on to a John who's a cop, you're guilty of solicitation.  If you're the john, and you come on to a female cop, it's prostitution...go figure).  That was a long-time prank gone bad, another long story.  Had a child with a woman who wanted nothing more to do with me, and she fooled me into signing away the rights to Nicholas, who would be my eldest, as well as the one to provide me with a first grandchild.  Would learn about major scam artists and my affinity to business all in the same two years, as well as get offered, then subsequently denied a position with  Drake University, spoiling me for going to college for a very long period of time to come.
HDTQMTL?  Qualifies me as a NOT PERFECT person...a real human being.  A man of the people, from the war trenches, just like the rest of us, as well as primed me for being "The Un-Politician".  Brought out my people skills on a much higher level.

31-42:  Married for the first time to a maniacal woman who wouldn't let me be.  After I proved to her that marrying me wouldn't work any better than the relationship, she raped me for son #2, just to pay me back for spoiling her dreams of me being the perfect man for her to spend the remainder of her days with.  Moved around a lot during this period, including the deep south, where I spent time going through my first hurricane, and learned a lot of new skills as well as improved the ones I had.  Wanted to marry for real during this time, and found out that the woman I wanted wasn't the kind to settle down.  I had sons #2 and #3 during this time as well, but never got to spend any time with any of them.
HDTQMTL?  Got to know a lot about family, friends and life in other areas of our country.  Business relationships were made and improved, and I began to learn that life and all involved wasn't all peaches and cream like I had formerly thought it was.

43-50:  Went to jail 2 more times during this period, once for shoplifting and once for non-payment of child support for child #2.  I began fighting the system and fought for my life more than once.  I married for time #2 to my current wife.  We had a son, but she wasn't ready for kids at the time, and she chose to put him up for adoption.
HDTQMTL?  It really doesn't...however this period of time did a lot to shape me for what I am now.

51-53:  You know the story.  It's the one I've been explaining in great deal for the last 6 months.  Attended law school in the para-legal program...not to become a paralegal, however, but to run for office.
HDTQMTL?  All you really need do is read.  I'm done with all those negative forces in my life, the friends circle has narrowed itself down to a very select few, and my wont to continue being an American was in serious jeopardy.  Law school was never to play ball and learn a new trade in order to make money, it was only about fixing the way the law is, and so I wouldn't make the same mistakes that all former (and championed) politically corrupt Presidents have made in the past.  It was to understand how many holes our law has of late, as well as how to make it more accessible to us, the people.

And there ya have it.  What more could a people ask for?  No BS, no lies, cards on the table, heart on my sleeve, the stars and stripes at my back, and America in my sights, with truth in my hand as a two handed sword, ready to slice open and dissect our corrupt and oppressive government, expose it for what it is, as well as hand it back to where it belongs.  In your hands, America.  Let's take it back from those who would steal from us our rights, our freedoms and add the hammer and the scythe to our flags design, tattered and torn with every lie told, every secret kept, and every senseless war fought.  :D

The Orginial 7 Deadly Sins +3, Part IV - Envy

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"Saaaayyyy....that's a really nice computer you got there....Ok, no, I LOVE that computer you got there....dammit, I JUST GOTTA HAVE THAT COMPUTER YOU GOT THERE...Didn't you say you were going on vacation pretty soon?  You wouldn't be taking that computer along for the trip, wouldja?"

Yeah, you guessed it, we're gonna talk about the Deadly Sin of Envy today flokes.  You know what envy entails, dontcha?  See paragraph 1's blatant example, if'n you're not quite sure.

Now, I just gotta say it, we people (yes, and myself in particular) suffer from the essential effects of envy every day.  See, envy, some people believe, is just possession-driven, and just means you wish you had what the Jones's have.  If this were all it meant, and it was a sin we couldn't practice, or we'd suffer dire consequences due to just that part of the definition; capitalism, the driving force of any free-market society, would not exist.  No, in every sense, the true and full meaning of envy, unfortunately also involves the wish to deprive the other of what they have, since they can't have or can't afford to have what the first person has.

Because of the 2nd part of the meaning of the word, I would just have to say that an awful lot of my problems of late have stemmed from this very sin.  That whole ordeal with Jacque Karlson:  one could even go as far as to say that 9/10 of my problems I'm experiencing as of today stem from her envy of everything I had.  A great solid relationship with my pretty, younger wife.  Good friends.  A solid place to live.  Our newly acquired newborn.  A good and faithful following on Twitter, that was fast catching hers.  Mutual good friends on Twitter that she didn't care for me to have, once I had asked her to go.  Which, in turn caused her to try and cost us the baby, our friends, my Twitter friends and following, my place to live, my relationship with my wife...all because we just didn't have room in our very small apartment for 4 adults and a newborn.

Now, try and remember, envy is not only a distinctly different thing than jealousy; it comes in two very different flavors:  Benign and Malicious.  The benign style is the kind that we experience as a democracy and in our capitalistic behavior.  The malicious style, of course, include the wanting of others to suffer as the first suffers...the one who is envious of what we have, the things (and relationships, of course) that cause us to be happy.  They wish to deprive us of those things and people; so that, without those, well, we can be miserable as the first people are; thereby depriving the victims of their happiness.

With the exception of the wonderful relationship and friendship I had with my wife, envy was the better portion of what happened in Jacque's case.  The relationship emotion, of course, was sheer jealousy.  Her relationship with her husband was nothing and in the toilet compared to mine, which would explain why it was the first thing she tried to ruin.

The "grass being greener" on the other side of the fence, that's envy.  Some people are CONSTANTLY in that mode; no matter what they get, or acquire, no matter how many friends and good relationships they have, it doesn't matter....they're in a constant state of envy, and are therefore NEVER happy.  Narcisism also involves envy; generally these people believe others are envious of them, or are always in a state of envy involving others.  This sin serves a needed service with competition, but is deadly with malice at its roots.  Keep a close eye on those who constantly express envy of you, these are the ones likely to be trying to rid you of your happiness....which tends to lead to their twisted happiness.  Right Jacque?  Yeah.

Now, make no mistake, envy and jealousy, they shake hands too, along with other sins of their magnitude and ilk.  And it doesn't take a whole lot to upgrade from envy to jealousy.  If your wife is gorgeous and has great legs, whereas mine is pretty, but just a bit overweight, well, it's possible that I might envy you at first, more than likely in a more benign sense.  However, it wouldn't probably take me long to take the next step up and start flirting with her, should she give me an open door.  Given the proper amount of envy, it might even go to the malice-filled level, taking us into a physical affair; and, because she's SO GOOD at what she does, I might just start discussing how I could get her from you for real.  But, as she says "Oh, I don't wanna lose what I have, this was really all just for fun"....well, then I might just get jealous, which usually means I'm gonna be adding in a little hate and anger into the mix, mostly due to her ability to dismiss my feelings so easily.  Then because she doesn't want me, even though I want her, well, the next best thing might then be to tell her husband about our little afair, just to break them up.  This tends to be where a lot of your sex crimes and possible murders begin to take shape.  Envy can lead to a real bad bunch o' issues, practiced regularly, trust that.

These emotions can easily consume us, and cause us pain, in more than one fashion.  I suggest just foregoing this sin, it's really pretty pointless.  I'd prefer not to have most of what you do, believe that, I've come to discover that with more stuff and more money comes a whole lot more issues, and a lot more worry.  I think I'll just stay over here on my side of the fence...it may not be your color of green, and I might have a few more weeds in my lawn, but at least I don't have to spend as much keeping it looking as nice as yours...:D