Category: politics

Trump’s Late Night Iran Strategy: A Game of Diplomatic Whack-a-Mole

As many of you might have heard, the US, under Trump—yes, that Trump—decided to play a little game of geopolitical whack-a-mole and removed three Uranium enrichment sites in Iran on a Saturday night. Because, you know, nothing says “I’m serious about diplomacy” like a late-night raid.
Now, some folks might argue that Iran was just trying to save the planet with their proposed nuclear energy programs. You know, the same way a toddler thinks they’re helping by “cleaning” the house with a garden hose. Most of you reading this would probably just nod and say, “Bless your heart,” while secretly rolling your eyes.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: we should pay attention to what people do, not just what they say. Talk is cheap, folks. Take the people crying foul over Trump not consulting Congress or the American people. Seriously? If they were in charge, they’d be the first ones waving a white flag and begging for mercy from anyone who hates this country.

Now, let’s talk about how this mission went off without a hitch—thanks to a little thing called secrecy. It was like a magic trick: “Now you see the B2 bombers heading to Guam, now you don’t!” Not getting permission from those who want to impeach Trump for merely existing? That’s the real sleight of hand.
Today’s media circus will be full of voices, both for and against. The naysayers will crank up the emotional tension, warning us that Iran, the world’s favorite sponsor of terror, is going to do something terrible. Spoiler alert: they always talk a big game, but their actions? Always violent and deadly.

Remember that phrase “speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far”? Good ol’ Teddy Roosevelt popularized it to remind us that diplomacy is great, but a strong military presence is even better. Last night, we saw that principle in action. Appeasers? They’re always going to get screwed by the oppressors. It’s a fact of life, like taxes and bad hair days.

Had Trump notified Congress, those who’ve been bought off by our enemies would have been tipped off. You know, the ones who want him impeached? Yeah, they’re probably on the payroll of foreign governments. Treason is a real thing, and maybe we should consider bringing back public hangings for those convicted of it. Talk about a big stick!

So, these are my thoughts on the stupid shit that is political posturing and theater. Those who talk shit are just pandering to the mindless masses who gobble up whatever the media, bought and paid for by America’s enemies, dishes out. It’s all emotional leverage to manipulate the masses who want to believe in crazy shit—like the tooth fairy, flat Earth theories, and other absurdities that make for entertaining blogs about stupid shit.

Have a nice day!

Unpacking the Truth Behind Stupid Shit

A sure-fire way to win an election? Easy. Just call 78 million people mentally ill. That’s the kind of genius strategy that screams, “Vote for me, I’m relatable!” Now, Jasmin Crockett is smarter than this—or at least I thought she was. So why the hell did she do it? Did she lose a bet? Was it Opposite Day? Or maybe she just wanted to see how fast she could alienate half the country. Bold move, Jasmin. Bold move.

Personally, I think it is political theater.

Let’s get one thing straight: nobody on either side of the political aisle is mentally ill for believing the stupid shit the media spoon-feeds them. Nope, they’re just regular people, happily slurping up the bullshit stew served daily by their favorite talking heads. And honestly, who can blame them? It’s easier to swallow than thinking for yourself. Thinking is hard. It burns calories. And let’s face it, most of us would rather save those calories for nachos.

Personally, I like to pay closer attention to what people actually do versus what the media tells me they did. Crazy concept, right? It’s almost like I’m trying to use my brain instead of letting it rot into a pile of mushy clickbait. But hey, that’s just me. In my book, Stupid Shit, I break down exactly how you’re being manipulated. Spoiler alert: we all are. And the people pulling the strings? Oh, they’re the ones in power who want to stay in power. Shocking, I know. It’s like discovering that water is wet or that Taco Bell isn’t authentic Mexican cuisine.

The Soros Conspiracy (Or Is It?)

Here’s a fun question to chew on: why did George Soros buy 200 media outlets right before the election? And why did the FCC fast-track the whole process like it was a Kardashian getting a VIP pass to a plastic surgeon? I don’t know much about Mr. Soros. The media paints him as the boogeyman, lurking in the shadows, twirling his mustache, and cackling like a cartoon villain. Is he? Hell if I know. Maybe he’s just a guy who really loves controlling narratives. Or maybe he’s misunderstood, like that one kid in high school who wore a trench coat and listened to death metal but secretly just wanted a hug.

Speaking of boogeymen, let’s talk about Putin and Zelensky. The media portrays Putin as the devil incarnate and Zelensky as Superman. Why? Because it’s easier to sell a story when you’ve got clear heroes and villains. Nuance doesn’t get clicks. Nobody wants to read an article titled, “It’s Complicated: Both Sides Are Kind of Awful.” That’s not sexy. That doesn’t trend on Twitter. But if you want to start a war—domestically or globally—all you have to do is attack what people believe. It’s like poking a bear with a stick, except the bear has nukes and a Twitter account.

The Foundation of Beliefs (And Why They’re Easy to Exploit)

Here’s the thing about people: we’re all walking around with these deeply ingrained beliefs that shape how we see the world. They come from religion, culture, personal experiences, and whatever our parents yelled at us about when we were kids. These beliefs are like the operating system of our brains, and once they’re installed, they’re damn near impossible to uninstall. It’s why people will fight to the death over pineapple on pizza or whether “Die Hard” is a Christmas movie (it is, by the way).

Let’s break it down:

Religious and Spiritual Beliefs

People believe in God, gods, or some cosmic force because it gives them comfort. It’s like a celestial security blanket. Heaven, hell, reincarnation—it’s all part of the package. And don’t forget the moral codes: compassion, honesty, justice. You know, the stuff we all pretend to care about until someone cuts us off in traffic.

Moral and Ethical Principles

Fairness, kindness, hard work—these are the things we tell ourselves we value. But let’s be real: most of us would sell our souls for a free iPhone or a lifetime supply of tacos.

Scientific and Rational Beliefs

Some people trust science and logic. Others think the Earth is flat and vaccines are a government plot to implant microchips. To each their own, I guess.

Cultural and Social Norms

Family values, community, traditions—these are the things that keep society from devolving into complete chaos. Well, most of the time. Unless it’s Thanksgiving, in which case all bets are off.

Personal Identity and Purpose

Everyone wants to feel like they matter. Whether it’s through religion, relationships, or posting selfies on Instagram, we’re all just trying to find meaning in this chaotic shitshow we call life.

Myths and Unproven Ideas

Superstitions, conspiracy theories, and urban legends—these are the cherry on top of the stupid shit sundae. Did you know some people still believe in Bigfoot? Or that the moon landing was faked? Or that pineapple belongs on pizza? Wild.

Philosophical Foundationalism

This is the fancy way of saying, “I believe what I believe because I believe it.” It’s like arguing with a toddler who insists the sky is green. You’re not going to win, so why bother?

Why It All Matters

Foundational beliefs are important because they give us stability and purpose. They help us navigate the world and make sense of the chaos. But they’re also incredibly easy to exploit. Politicians, corporations, and media outlets know this, and they use it to manipulate us. They poke at our beliefs, stir up our emotions, and watch as we tear each other apart. It’s like a reality TV show, except the stakes are real, and nobody wins a cash prize.

So, what’s the takeaway here? Simple: think for yourself. Question everything. And for the love of all that is holy, stop believing the stupid shit the media shovels down your throat. Or don’t. It’s your life. Just don’t come crying to me when you realize you’ve been played like a fiddle in a hillbilly hoedown.

And that, my friends, is the essence of Stupid Shit. Stay tuned for more. Or don’t. I’m not your mom.

Make sure you get on the e-mail list for when the book Stupid Shit drops.

Have a nice day!

More Stupid Shit

and media manipulation

Vance Boelter, a man clearly not invited to the “Let’s Make Good Life Choices” seminar, decided one day to spice things up by dressing as a cop, strolling up to a Minnesota lawmaker’s house, and committing straight-up cold-blooded murder. Bold move, Vance. Bold, stupid-as-hell move.

Now, as gruesome and shocking as that is, what really takes the cake here is the way Alexa—yes, Amazon’s Alexa—decided to break the news. Imagine walking into your kitchen, coffee in hand, ready to fight the soul-sucking Monday ahead, when your helpful little robot assistant pops up with:

“A murder occurred at the home of a Democratic Lawmaker. The perpetrator shot the husband and wife in cold blood.”

To be honest, the newsflash should have left out the word Democrat… Whoever writes this shit knows what they are doing and trust me, its deliberate.

Well, damn, Alexa. Way to brighten my day. That’s one hell of a headline to pair with my toast and jam. But you know what they didn’t mention? What they just conveniently left out? That Vance was… wait for it… a Democrat appointee, courtesy of Governor Tim Walz himself. Yeah, let that marinate. Tens of thousands of people see that vague little nugget of information and immediately start imagining some MAGA-hat-wearing lunatic foaming at the mouth. Because that’s what we do now: jump to conclusions faster than a squirrel on espresso.

Public Opinion: A Circus of Stupidity

This, ladies and gentlemen, is how public opinion is formed. Not with facts or nuance or even a shred of common sense. Nope. Just a headline and a whole lot of assumptions. And let’s be real here—critical thinking is about as popular these days as a Nickelback reunion tour. Nobody questions anything, nobody digs deeper. The media throws you a bone, and we all run with it like we’re championship greyhounds.

But wait! There’s more! Because, of course, there’s always more stupid shit to pile on top of the already steaming heap. Enter Alex Padilla, the guy who apparently thought it was a good idea to crash Kristi Noem’s press conference (because why not, right?). This same dude is now trying to tie these murders to Trump’s campaign. Yes, you read that right. The murders. Trump. Connected. Somehow. It’s like a bad game of Mad Libs where every blank gets filled with “Trump” because nobody knows what else to say anymore.

Why Are We Like This?

And here’s the million-dollar question: Why are tensions rising? Why is everybody so angry all the damn time? Well, buckle up, because here’s the answer—it’s stupid shit like this. The media stirs the pot with half-truths, people gobble it up without question, and before you know it, everyone’s picking sides and throwing punches. It’s human nature, sure, but it’s also human stupidity in its purest form.

So, there you have it. Murder, media, and a masterclass in how to divide a population. If this isn’t the poster child for my upcoming book, Stupid Shit, I don’t know what is. Oh, and if you’re still here, sign up for emails so you can snag the book on KDP when it drops because nothing cures the existential dread of living in a divided society like laughing at the sheer absurdity of it all.

Learn to ask questions and stop assuming shit.

-Scott

More Stupid Shit: Dia dos

Ah, lawyers and politicians—the true thespians of our time. If there’s one thing they excel at, it’s political theater. And yesterday, Senator Alex Padilla took center stage for his 15 minutes of fame, delivering a performance that would make even the most melodramatic soap opera actor blush.

Padilla’s stunt at Christy Noem’s press conference wasn’t just about making a scene—it was about standing up for the real victims of society: the criminals burning cars in the streets. You know, the ones who are apparently just misunderstood artists expressing themselves through the medium of arson.

The Burning Car Chronicles

Speaking of burning cars, let’s talk about the absolute masterpiece of media spin happening in Los Angeles right now. During the recent anti-ICE riots, where vehicles were literally on fire and chaos reigned supreme, an ABC7 news anchor decided to channel their inner optimist.

“It’s just a bunch of people having fun watching cars burn,” they said, as if this was some kind of impromptu Burning Man festival instead of, you know, a riot.

Let’s break this down. Cars are on fire. Objects are being thrown. The city looks like the set of a post-apocalyptic movie. And yet, somehow, this is described as “relatively peaceful”. Because nothing says “peaceful” like the smell of burning rubber and the distant sound of someone smashing a window.

Padilla’s Role in the Circus

Enter Alex Padilla, stage left. Fresh off his press conference stunt, he decided to use his newfound spotlight to condemn ICE and, by extension, law enforcement in general. In his statement to the press, he dropped this gem:

“If this is how they treat a senator, how do you think they are treating Hispanics?”

Now, let’s be clear: ICE isn’t exactly winning any popularity contests. But Padilla’s attempt to tie his self-inflicted humiliation to the broader issue of immigration enforcement is nothing short of political theater at its most shameless.

Here’s the thing: Padilla isn’t wrong to criticize ICE. But let’s not pretend his little outburst was some brave act of defiance. This wasn’t about standing up for the oppressed. This was about getting airtime and scoring political points. And in the process, he managed to toss everyday Americans under the bus—again.

The Bigger Picture

This whole debacle is a perfect example of how we the people are manipulated. Politicians like Padilla pull stunts like this, knowing it’ll dominate the news cycle. Meanwhile, the media downplays actual violence and destruction, framing it as “fun” or “relatively peaceful”.

It’s all part of the same game: distract, deflect, and divide. While we’re busy arguing about whether burning cars is a valid form of self-expression, the real issues—like immigration reform, public safety, and economic inequality—get swept under the rug.

Final Thoughts

So, what did we learn from all this? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Because this is politics, and politics is stupid. It’s a never-ending parade of bad actors, bad decisions, and bad takes.

In conclusion: yesterday was yet another day of stupid shit. And if the news out of LA is any indication, tomorrow will be more of the same. Stay tuned.

Oh, and don’t forget to follow me and sign up for emails—because, let’s face it, who doesn’t want more random shit clogging up their inbox? But seriously, I’m on the verge of unleashing my literary masterpiece, Stupid Shit, onto the unsuspecting world, and you’re not going to want to miss it. I’ll probably slap it on KDP (because I’m fancy like that), so all you Kindle-having, book-hoarding legends can read it, laugh your ass off, and then wonder why you willingly spent your time on this nonsense. Spoiler: it’s worth it.

-Scott

Stupid Shit the Tease…

Have you ever found yourself utterly overwhelmed by stupid shit? Like, truly drowning in the sheer tsunami of idiocy that seems to be the hallmark of modern life? Yeah, me too. Welcome to the club—we meet on Thursdays, bring snacks.

First things first, let me level with you: I am a writer. Mostly, I stick to science fiction because imagining dystopian futures where robots take over the world is somehow less depressing than facing the actual stupidity happening outside my front door. But lately? Lately, folks, what we’re witnessing out there makes Orwell look like a f*cking monk calmly sipping tea in a monastery while the rest of the world burns.

So, why did I decide to write about this? Two reasons. A) Writing is cathartic, and frankly, if I don’t get this dumb shit out of my head and onto a page, I’ll probably end up yelling at pigeons in the park. And B) I thought, “Hey, why not channel my rage into something people might actually enjoy reading?” Because let’s face it: there’s enough depressing crap out there. What we need is a book that takes all this absurdity, rolls it in sarcasm, and serves it with a side of humor. That’s the goal here—keep it funny, keep it sharp, and for the love of God, keep it real.

Alright, folks, hold onto your hats because there might just be a third reason for all this madness. You see, when you take a good, hard look at the world’s dumpster fire of problems through the eyes of someone who’s not afraid to think outside the box—let’s call them “the wonderfully weird”—you might just stumble upon a few suggestions that’ll make you go, “What the actual f*ck?”

So, are you ready for this rollercoaster of absurdity? Buckle up, because here comes the wisdom from the land of ridiculous ideas!

Now, what you’re reading here is just a sample—a teaser, if you will. Think of it as the appetizer platter of stupidity. The original plan was to write a novella. You know, something short and sweet, around 10,000 words. But guess what? Surprise! This thing is now over 120,000 words and counting. At this rate, I’ll be challenging Tolstoy for the title of “longest book no one actually finishes.” Move over, War and Peace, here comes Stupid Shit.

The truth is, there’s just too much material. The world is bursting at the seams with stupidity, and it’s like trying to bail out the Titanic with a teaspoon. Everywhere you look, there’s another mind-numbing act of idiocy begging to be documented. It’s relentless. It’s exhausting. And honestly, it’s kind of impressive—like, I didn’t even know humans could be this dumb on such a consistent basis.

But here’s the thing: I’m not just writing this to vent (okay, mostly to vent). I’m writing this because we need to figure out how to slow the stupidity down before it suffocates us all. Or, at the very least, we need to learn how to laugh at it while we all collectively go down with the ship.

Now, ICE raids? They’re the authoritarian roommate equivalent of storming into your room at 3 a.m. and yelling, “EVERYONE OUT, NOW!” while you’re just trying to watch Netflix in peace. Naturally, people are pissed—and hence, the social media outrage, hence the reinactment of WWII in a city near you.

Here’s the kicker: being pissed off is like COVID—it’s damn catchy! Just like a smile can spread faster than a rumor in a high school cafeteria, the unbelievable bullshit that comes from doing something stupid, getting caught, and then pointing the finger at the cop like they were the ones who parked the car on the sidewalk? Yeah, it’s that stupid.

Seriously, it’s like a viral meme in the world of idiocy. One person’s meltdown can ignite a whole chain reaction of “Hold my beer, watch this!” moments. And trust me, the only thing worse than being the idiot in the spotlight is watching others join the parade of morons. So, let’s all take a moment to appreciate the sheer ridiculousness of it all—because if we don’t laugh, we might just end up crying.

In truth, this book—coming soon!—isn’t just a laugh riot; it’s packed with solid information about why we do the dumb shit we do and, more importantly, how to avoid becoming a useful idiot for the people who’ve mastered the fine art of mindf*cking the masses. Consider it your guide to dodging the bullshit and keeping your sanity intact in a world gone mad.

Riots, however, are protests’ drunk, angry cousin. They start with “Let’s make a point” and quickly turn into “Let’s burn some shit down!” It’s chaos: flipping cars, smashing windows, and, for some, a convenient excuse to loot a Walmart and snag a free TV. For example: LA today. Or yesterday. Or, honestly, pick any random Tuesday in LA. If you’re not sure whether it’s a protest or a riot, just check if there’s a couch on fire in the middle of the street. If yes? Riot. If not? Protest. It’s really that simple.

The ongoing riot in LA is a clusterf*ck of monumental proportions, and it all starts with a weak-ass governor who seems more interested in auditioning for a Netflix drama than actually governing. Gavin Newsom, the self-proclaimed savior of California, is out here juggling riots, forest fires, sky-high taxes, and his dream of forcing everyone into electric vehicles (you know, if you can afford one). At the same time, he hires his official photographer to capture his perfect hair. Oh, and let’s not forget his obsession with wind power—because nothing screams “leadership” like betting the farm on a breeze.

This clownshow thinks he can blog, tweet, and virtue-signal his way into the Oval Office by calling Trump a “loser” every five minutes. Meanwhile, LA is burning, businesses are being looted, and self-driving cars are literally on fire. But sure, Gavin, keep telling us how this is all Trump’s fault while you dare the National Guard to arrest you like you’re starring in some low-budget action movie.

Stay tuned, folks. Because if this is the kind of leadership Newsom’s bringing to the table, 2028 is shaping up to be one hell of a circus.

We’re being told not to believe our lying eyes—apparently, the riot is totally peaceful. But hey, why not ask the people who’ve lost their businesses, been pelted with rocks, or had Molotov cocktails tossed at them how “peaceful” it feels? I’m sure they’d have a different perspective. Were they out there roasting hot dogs on the burning cars? Maybe making s’mores while their livelihoods went up in flames?
Because nothing says “peaceful protest” like shattered windows, looted stores, and a bonfire made out of someone’s Toyota. But sure, let’s just keep pretending it’s all kumbaya and good vibes while the city looks like the set of a post-apocalyptic movie.

Maybe they honestly think it’s just a protest—because, let’s be real, the weed stores out there must have the best stuff. How else do you explain people standing in front of burning buildings, looted stores, and smashed-up cars saying, “Yup, totally peaceful, bro”? Whatever they’re smoking, it’s gotta be next-level.

The book’s clocking in at 120K words of pure, unfiltered chaos and will be hitting the market soon, with zero censorship. Want a front-row seat to the lunacy of our world? Sign up for emails and get ready to laugh, cry, and wonder how the hell we got here. Don’t miss out—because let’s face it, stupidity this good deserves to be shared.

-Best

SB3 and other Bullshit.

The Temperance Movement: Texas Edition

Why only part of a chapter, well…I need you, readers, to share this with people, especially in Texas. My logic is simple: corruption in government isn’t just a DC thing; it is rife when anyone is in power, as most people have a price tag. Yep, their vote can be bought, and that is why those who make a paltry 150k a year as a public servant manage to have millions of dollars in the bank. With that…Here is why Governor Abbot needs to veto Bill SB3 and why Texans need to really look at who they put into office.

Update: 6/14/25, I follow this, not because I use this product or because others I know do, but I follow this because I hate corruption. Here is a video that, if true, backs up my thoughts on the matter. https://www.youtube.com/shorts/gTxolr_sNLA When politicians have a price tag for their vote, they need to go. When I saw Dan being interviewed as to why he was so passionate about his stance on SB3 I could tell he was lying through his teeth. It’s a shame, I am disappointed that he could be purchased so easily. I hope I am wrong but the evidence is pretty clear that I am not.

Another update for you… https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/newsom-administration-moves-to-permanently-ban-hemp-thc-in-california/ar-AA1GGt7Q?ocid=socialshare

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see that the marijuana industry is purchasing politicians. Using scare tactics like kids are getting ahold of this dangerous stuff is just fucking stupid shit. Kids have been smoking pot for years. Do they really expect anyone with two neurons firing to believe that a kid can go into a vape shop, gas station, or liquor store and buy THC products? Really?? Are you that dumb, or do you hope that the public is?

THC is cutting into their profit margins, period, full stop! Thats the reason and anything esle us bullshit!

Here’s the deal, and try to keep this in your brain for more than two seconds: If you, as someone who doesn’t regularly use this product (whatever the hell it is—fill in the blank with whatever your questionable curiosity has latched onto), decide to give it a go, would you rather take a small, sensible dose from a company that actually has something to lose if they screw it up? You know, like a lawsuit, or their entire business? Or—brace yourself—would you rather waltz up to a guy behind some sketchy counter named Skeeter? Yes, Skeeter. The same guy whose resume probably includes “part-time snake wrangler” and “full-time questionable life choices.” Go ahead, take Skeeter’s mystery potion. What could possibly go wrong? Spoiler: everything.

It’s like booze, really. Adults have this magical thing called freedom of choice. We can choose to try it, use it, or decide, “Nah, I’d rather not puke in a bush tonight.” But here’s where it gets stupid: the more you regulate it, the more you turn law-abiding taxpayers into criminals. Congratulations, you’ve just handed the cartels a big, wet, sloppy kiss and an even bigger chunk of control over Americans. It’s that simple. Like, kindergarten-level simple. This isn’t rocket science, folks—it’s common sense, something that, ironically, seems to be in shorter supply than Skeeter’s back-alley concoctions.

So, yeah, let’s think about that the next time we’re debating whether to trust a regulated industry or a guy with three teeth selling “premium” goods out of his trunk. Skeeter might be charming, but I’d rather not end up on an episode of Dateline.

SB3 feels eerily familiar. Remember Prohibition? That delightful experiment in the 1920s, where America decided to ban alcohol because it was ruining families, corrupting morals, and making people dance the Charleston? Yeah, that didn’t go well. Instead of turning everyone into sober saints, Prohibition gave us speakeasies, bootleggers, and Al Capone. Crime skyrocketed, people drank anyway, and the government eventually had to admit they’d completely fucked it up. Sound familiar? Because it should.

Let’s be honest: banning THC is just Prohibition 2.0. The second this law goes into effect, you know what’s going to happen? People are going to turn to the black market. They’ll buy unregulated THC products made by some guy named Skeeter in his garage. Kids who might’ve stolen a gummy from mom’s stash will now buy God-knows-what off the streets. And criminals? Oh, they’re going to make a killing. Congratulations, Texas. You’ve just created a THC mafia. Great job, everyone.

No report on stupidity would be complete without remembering the tens of thousands who have died from fentanyl laced street drugs.

Supporters vs. Opponents: A Comedy of Errors

The folks pushing for this ban claim it’s about protecting public health, especially minors. Because, you know, kids are apparently walking into gas stations and buying THC gummies like they’re Skittles. (Side note: Have these people ever been to a gas station? You can barely buy a pack of gum without showing ID.) They also argue that expanding medical cannabis is a better solution. Sure, because Texas is definitely known for its progressive stance on medical weed. Cough.

On the other side, you’ve got people pointing out the obvious: this ban is dumb as hell. It’s going to wreck the economy, strip people of personal freedoms, and create a thriving black market. Oh, and it’s not actually going to stop anyone from using THC. Because, fun fact, people don’t stop doing something just because it’s illegal. If they did, the War on Drugs wouldn’t have been the colossal failure that it is.

Dear Governor Abbott: Stop the Stupid Shit

Before Abbott signs this disaster into law, someone really needs to sit him down and explain a few things. First, this ban is going to turn everyday Texans into criminals. Second, the state’s going to lose billions in taxable income. Third, kids who might’ve swiped a gummy from their parents are now going to end up buying sketchy black-market products that could actually harm them. And finally, this whole thing is just plain stupid. Like, epically, historically stupid. The kind of stupid that’ll end up in history books next to Prohibition as a cautionary tale of governmental overreach.

So, Governor Abbott, if you’re reading this (and let’s be real, you’re probably not), please don’t sign this bill. Don’t be the guy who reenacts the Temperance Movement with weed. History won’t be kind, and neither will the memes.

Whoever had the genius idea to write and sponsor SB3—the THC ban bill—should be primaried so hard they forget what day it is. Seriously, anyone who tries to run for re-election after pulling this bullshit deserves to be sent home with a “kick me” sign taped to their back.

Now, you might ask, “How do you know SB3 was cooked up by lobbyists and handed to the public like it was the second coming of Christ?” Easy. They pulled out the emotional sales playbook, straight from the Sally Struthers School of Manipulation, and started waving the “save the children” flag like it was a clearance sale at Hobby Lobby.

Listen, if lawmakers are tugging at your heartstrings, it’s a pretty safe bet you’re about to get screwed—because if the bill actually made sense, they’d be using facts, not reruns of A Very Special Episode.

Let’s get real: I grew up in the ‘60s. If you thought it was just adults sneaking joints behind the gym, you’re high on something stronger than THC seltzer. Kids have been finding ways to get stoned for generations. This bill isn’t going to stop them; it’s just going to make things more annoying for everyone else.

Here’s my totally not-so-wild guess: the people bankrolling this nonsense are the same ones making bank off medical weed. The TCUP crowd is pissed because suddenly everyone can get a buzz from a can of seltzer that tastes like a chemistry experiment gone wrong, and—get this—you don’t need a doctor’s permission slip to buy it.

And how did Dan Patrick get all but one Republican to sign on? Oh, I don’t know, maybe he promised to fund their pet projects if they played along? That’s politics, baby! If you ever wonder why politicians do stupid shit, just remember: it’s always about money and power. Always.

Florida tried this same shit show, and Ron DeSantis came in swinging, vetoing that bill like he was auditioning for American Gladiators. My one hope is that Greg Abbott takes a page out of the DeSantis playbook and gives this crap the boot it deserves.

Nothing says “stupid shit” like politicians pretending to save the children while actually just saving their own cash flow. Let’s hope Abbott sees through the smoke and mirrors, because we’ve had enough of this legislative clown show.

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From Lions to Lawmakers: Reclaiming Our Common Ground

Have you noticed the growing tension in the air? The awkward silences at family dinners, the wary glances between neighbors, the uneasy distance with old friends? It’s not just your imagination—something real is pulling us apart, and it’s as ancient as humanity itself.

Long before the first newspaper, before the first televised debate, survival depended on dividing and conquering. In the animal kingdom, predators thrive by splitting herds and isolating the vulnerable. Lions charge and scatter, alligators lurk to create chaos, fish panic to leave the weakest behind. This old, primal strategy is now playing out in our modern lives—not for survival, but for control.

But here’s the truth: while animals hunt from necessity, humans have turned the art of division into a tool for power. And today, the real predators don’t wear claws or fangs—they wear suits, speak from podiums, and broadcast into our homes. They wield narratives, psychological tricks, and propaganda to keep us focused on our differences, rather than our shared hopes and struggles.

We are all being played—no matter which screen you watch, which paper you read, or which side you think you’re on. Behind the scenes, powerful interests use every tool at their disposal—NLP, psychological triggers, and relentless messaging—to keep us anxious, suspicious, and divided. Why? Because a fractured people are easier to control.

It’s easy to see the darkness in the world of politics and law. The courtroom becomes a stage, where truth and justice are bent to the will of those who can afford the best performance. Spectacle replaces substance. The suffering of victims and the pain of families are just pieces in a larger game. And every scandal, every controversial verdict, widens the rift between us.

But this isn’t just about politicians or lawyers. The real tragedy is what’s happening in our homes, our friendships, our communities. We lose trust in each other. We retreat into echo chambers, clinging to comfortable stories, even as reality grows more complicated. Some of us simmer in quiet frustration, others cling to certainty, and all the while, the forces that profit from our division grow stronger.

We are told that the “other side” is the problem. But pause for a moment: if half the country disagrees with you, can they all be evil? Or are we all, in some way, caught in a web of manipulation, fear, and old survival instincts? The same psychological forces that once helped us avoid danger now make us vulnerable to those who sow division for their own gain.

History gives us somber reminders of the cost of looking away or turning against each other. But it also teaches us that unity—true, honest connection—is our greatest strength. Every time we reach out instead of shutting down, every time we listen instead of shouting, we reclaim a bit of that power for ourselves.

Look at the wars waged for profit, the headlines designed to provoke rather than inform, the tax dollars diverted from our needs to feed distant conflicts. These are not accidents—they are symptoms of a system that thrives when we are distracted and divided.

But we are not helpless. The real act of rebellion in an age of engineered division is simple: keep talking. Stay open. Refuse to see your neighbor, your friend, your family member as an enemy, no matter what story you’ve been told.

Let’s not be pawns. Let’s refuse the bait. Instead, let’s rebuild the trust that makes us strong—not by pretending we all agree, but by remembering that beneath all the noise, we all want the same things: safety, dignity, a future for our children, and a voice that matters.

The next time you feel the urge to close off, to write someone off as lost or “the problem,” take a breath. Unclench your fists. Invite a real conversation. That is the first step toward reclaiming our unity—and denying those who profit from our division the satisfaction of our silence.

Let’s stand together, not just as members of a party or tribe, but as human beings. Our oneness is our power, and no amount of manipulation can take that from us—unless we let it.

With hope,

Scott

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The Return of Firing Squad Executions in the U.S.

I have been on the fence regarding the Death Penalty since I was a child.
For those of you old enough to remember grade school, when we got back from lunch and there was a projector in the room it was a great day!

Well, that was not the case one day in the third grade—yes, third grade. Most of us were 9 years old, and we didn’t know too much about war. For me, Vietnam was fresh on our minds even though we couldn’t find it on a map; we all knew someone who was involved.

The film that day was The Execution of Private Slovik. In case you never saw the film, the story revolves around a soldier named Private Slovak, who is executed for the crime of cowardice.

The events unfold in a manner that highlights the absurdity and tragedy of war. Vonnegut uses dark humor and irony to convey the senselessness of the military’s decision, questioning the values and morals of those in power.

“The Execution of Private Slovak” serves as a powerful commentary on the nature of war and the moral dilemmas faced by individuals in extreme circumstances. Vonnegut’s unique style and perspective prompt readers to reflect on the consequences of conflict and the human capacity for both cruelty and compassion.

The film adaptation of “The Execution of Private Slovak” is likely aimed at a mature audience, primarily due to its themes of war, morality, and the psychological impact of conflict.
The film’s production was so compelling that I still suffer from PTSD after seeing it in 1974 as a child.
I don’t have to tell you that the ‘teacher’ who sucked at teaching BTW had no business showing that film to nine-year-olds.

That brings me to my reason for this blog post…

Recent Execution by Firing Squad
Today, March 8, 2025, marks a significant event in the realm of capital punishment in the United States, as Brad Sigmon, a 67-year-old inmate, was executed by firing squad in South Carolina. This execution is notable as it is the first firing squad execution in the U.S. in 15 years, with the last one occurring in Utah in 2010.

Brad Sigmon was convicted of a double murder in 2002, where he killed his ex-girlfriend’s parents. He opted for the firing squad as his method of execution, rejecting other options such as electrocution or lethal injection. This choice has sparked discussions about the ethics and humanity of various execution methods, especially given the controversies surrounding lethal injections and their potential for botched procedures.

The execution has drawn significant attention and criticism, with many labeling the firing squad as a “barbaric” method of execution. There have been calls for clemency and debates about the appropriateness of using such methods in modern society. The return of firing squads as a method of execution raises questions about the evolving landscape of capital punishment in the U.S. and the moral implications involved.

Well, I don’t have to tell you that his death has resonated with me.

Unlike many, I feel as if we gain something when a mass murderer doesn’t commit suicide by cop or just plain old taking the coward’s way out and offing themselves.

Learning from the experiences of convicted murderers can help identify patterns that lead to violent behavior. This knowledge can inform community preventive strategies, such as mental health support, conflict resolution programs, and educational initiatives to reduce violence.

I maintain that we have a mental health crisis in this country and most probably around the globe.
As the Trump administration focuses on improving America’s health, mental health should be a key component.

This person chose this method to die as a statement. Why? What was his reasoning to die in such a horrific manner? Will his death dissuade others from committing acts of violence?

What are your thoughts?
Should we have the death penalty?
If we have it how should it be carried out?

As you can see, I enjoy sharing my views on current events. Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section below.

I am thrilled to share an exciting update with you—my latest book, 1300 Feet per Second, will be released soon! This novel delves into the intricacies of human resilience and the relentless pursuit of one’s dreams, all set against the backdrop of gripping adventure and unforeseen challenges.
Your support has always been invaluable to me, and I am incredibly eager for you to dive into the pages of 1300 Feet per Second. This story will captivate your imagination and resonate with your spirit, much like it did with mine during the writing process.

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Thank you for being such a passionate and supportive community. I look forward to hearing your thoughts on 1300 Feet per Second and hope you find joy and inspiration in all my works.
Happy reading!

Warm regards,
Scott
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Impact of AIM Act on HVAC Costs in America

In 2025, the American populace will face the added financial strain of a new refrigerant mandated by the AIM Act of 2020.

While much of the world is still using Freon, which has a high GWP or Global Warming Potential, the USA has already gone to a much lower form of coolant in 410A

This coolant will become increasingly scarce, significantly increasing repair costs. By 2030, if not before, homeowners may face expenses of up to $15,000 or more to replace an HVAC system, placing a further burden on the American population, all in the name of climate change.

Given that a significant portion of the globe continues to utilize the more cost-effective and efficient Freon 22, delaying the transition to stricter alternatives is prudent until global standardization is achieved.

Other factors necessitate further consideration.

Due to its propane component, the new coolant is classified as flammable.

It is important to note that coolant leaks constitute a primary cause of HVAC unit failure. These units are typically located in attics in Texas and presumably elsewhere in the nation.

Many homes use natural gas to heat their homes. That part of the system is also located in the attic. Open flames are part of the process.

Consequently, when their current system requires maintenance and the necessary coolant becomes unavailable due to legislation—likely influenced by the chemical industry promoting higher-priced coolants—they will be compelled to replace not only their air conditioner but also their heater.

Absent evidence of climate impact until global participation by major emitters, the imposition of these changes on Americans to serve corporate interests is questionable.

Since the new coolant is flammable and one of the largest reasons for HVAC failure is leakage of coolant, does it really make sense to gamble with the lives of Americans for the profits of those companies and, of course, the donations they made to politicians to get them to go along with such foolishness?

Assume that corporations will produce devices incorporating many sensors, which will activate an alarm and dispatch emergency services upon leak detection, subject to the homeowner’s authorization; can the grid handle the abnormal heightened usage when heating a home?

Will such safety devices be part of the new system?

Newly installed gas furnaces must meet a minimum legal AFUE rating of 80% for home heating. Consequently, the gas heating system demonstrates an efficiency rating of no less than 80%.

In contrast to gas heating systems, the performance ratings of heat pumps fluctuate with ambient temperatures. The operational costs associated with the resistive heating elements are substantial. In Texas, my residence’s new cooling system consumes 2 kW per hour of operation. My home heating system consumes 20 kilowatts per hour, a process that is notably slower than the instantaneous heat delivery of a gas-fired furnace.

One other consideration of safety is this. Assuming that there are sensors for leak detection, the coolant they are proposing we use is heavier than air. That means, ladies and gentlemen, that a coolant leak in the attic could seep into the structure, down walls, through tiny cracks in the ceiling or air vents, and gather until it finds a source of ignition.

I am almost sure that if houses were to explode and people were to die, the facts of the investigation would be buried in typical government fashion until the evidence was too big to rig. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to see this is a bad idea.

Suggestions:

Implementation of the AIM act of 2020 should be postponed until other nations demonstrate comparable commitment. At this juncture, a comprehensive evaluation of the viability of propane-based coolant, weighing its potential climate benefits against inherent risks, is warranted.

Another less volatile solution, using nonflammable gas, should be used, such as 410A.

If and when such a solution is viable, a tax credit to those who willingly adopt a more climate-friendly approach should be the solution, not some government mandate. You work for us people…

Legislators who voted for this measure and persist in subjecting Americans to potentially hazardous solutions to benefit companies should be challenged in the upcoming primary elections.

Americans’ First!

TheTimeDok