For Ruggles and the Other Stay at Homes

You know there are two flavors of you. From the so-called reasonable middle and the far right Evangelicals. There is no middle this time. So much for the “reasonable” ones. Evangelicals? Trump is not pure enough to suit us purists. How pure you all are. Willing to sit at home because the repeal of Roe v. Wade is not going to end abortion in the 50 states. All repeal did was make it a local issue. 50 states, 50 different laws. As I’ve said before, it’s become a matter of bus tickets. Want a License to a Kill (The new definition of female “liberation”) and thirty bucks will buy you a bus ticket to where it’s legal. For the Democrats, this $30 ticket is the only issue of the 2024 election.

I give up on all you folks. Stay at home in 2024 and the Harris administration will make it legal to end pregnancies all the way through the end and past parturition. Defintely WWJD. Gotcha. Women were made to fuck and be fucked, and, hey, who the fuck wants kids any more. Stay at home and everything that holds America together will come crashing down, the rule of law, the solvency of the nation, the physical safety of the populace as the world blunders into the insanity of a global nuclear war. Right.

Pushing all that aside is the matter of Trump. What an awful man. Who once on an open mic spoke of putting his hand on the pussy of a woman who wanted him to do it. Trump said that about “pussy,” a word you’ve never used (riiight), and you are making a point by, uh, staying home. The applicable term is ‘virtue signalling.’ See, the “reasonable” ones can’t soil their hands with a vulgar man like Donald Trump. They themselves have never been vulgar but have lived lives of high integrity and committed only the most minor (safest) of sins throughout the years. Right.

So. The Ruggles’s of the world. I know who you are. The kind who call my Trump support “hackneyed clichés” and “AlwaysTrump.” This is for you. I’m smarter than you. Always have been. Actually I’m smarter than everybody. And I can prooooove it here.

Thought this list of links might be a wake-up call. Turns out, more of a farewell tour. You need to go vote for Trump. Early. Or your bedtime will last forever.

What are the links below? Proof. Ruggles is maybe four years younger than me. Maybe. Big four years. His father joined the Air Force in 1950. Mine in 1942. Called the Army Air Corps then. 91 combat missions before he came home and started life all over in a paint-splattered leather flight jacket. Ruggles. He kind of missed the sea change that killed the America he celebrates with his Hawaiian shirts. He once bragged about his Jag. I nearly died in an XKE. I’ve written about it. Friend was driving on the way home from Somers Point NJ. He ran off the road on his family’s 2-mile long lane and we came to rest in a newly plowed field 200 feet from the utility pole he’d hit. But there were no track marks in the fresh plowed soil. We’d flipped, probably twice before we landed. Right side up, with the top down. My second brush with death before I reached the age of majority. 

He rebuilt it. I went on to drive it myself at 100+ mph.

See, I’d already lost all my fear of dying. I had already stared into the abyss at the age of ten, from the promenade deck of the Leonardo da Vinci ocean liner as it battled a hurricane in the North Atlantic. Every time the ship rolled toward the immense trough between the waves, it hesitated for endless seconds while we waited to learn whether we’d return upright or capsize with all hands. I stood at the windows and stared all the way into the place where we might plunge. When fear of death left me for good.

Most people still have that fear of death Which is usually accompanied by a fear of living. Where does that show up? In the unwillingness to get involved when there is some convenient ego-saving excuse to do nothing. There is never any end of excuses. There’s nothing I can do. Everything in my life depends on just minding my own business. It’s the Lord’s will, not my responsibility. I don’t approve of the others who are fighting this fight. I don’t approve of the person leading the charge, and I am a better person than that. (Are you? Really?)  The victim in this [fill in the blank] crisis was asking for it, and I’m not.

I used to see this all the time in the corporate world. People who agreed about what was wrong and even thought they were trying in their own way to prevent or undo the wrong thing. But as a close comrade of mine in some serious conflicts inside a Fortune 100 corporation once told me, “The measure of how effective you are comes down to how close to the wind you can sail. You’ve got to sail right up to the very edge of the line that can’t be crossed, or you will lose.”

So in all these cases the safe answer is just staying home. Which is how you wind up missing everything important and there comes a day when all the big decisions are out of your hands, and the Lord is not coming to your rescue. Well, maybe you didn’t/don’t deserve it.

Thing is, there’s a big question right now whether “We the People” deserve to be rescued from the oncoming death of the United States of America and western civilization along with it. Western civilization was not created, built to magnificence, and defended by bystanders. All of those things were done by the people who showed up when it mattered. 

Your choice who you want to be. That’s the extent to which this is all about you. We have the opportunity to elect a man who has spent most of his life showing up, more so now that he can foresee the end of that life and the self appraisal that accompanies that awareness of death. Where are you on all that? Where will you be on Election Day?

Just a man. Just a song. You have a song?

The Links:




The CHYOS Club (and related links there)









Some stuff in here that definitely isn’t hackneyed. Read some of it before you move along like they’re telling you to. Why am I so bossy? I’m older than you, been fighting this fight longer…


Bye for now. 

“Let’s drink to the stay at home voters” —Mick Jagger

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