Global warming for my soul
It's spring outside, which is unheard of in Chicago this time of year. Usually it's the Ice Planet of Hoth come January....but right now, there's not an inch of snow out there and it's warm enough to wear a light jacket out. Maybe it's only a temporary thing, but it feels damned good!
Yesterday I helped Noel move some stuff from his old crib into some new digs. His old pad is enormously big and pimped out. I was quite galvanized at the enormity of it, easily a 2 million dollar crib if it were in the city. Even so, his new bachelor pad is quite tight for a one bedroom. Anyways, did my good deed for the day and it's all gravy, good karma and all that jazz.
I spoke to my significant other about moving someday somewhere where it's warm year round...maybe to a house by the beach, or a cottage in the countryside. Somewhere far away from the city. I've been a city dweller all my life, and it wears away at you at times. You grow to become sickened of the rude self centered peeps, of the dangers and menace around every corner...worried some scumbag might stab you for your wallet, or some identity thief doesn't assume yours after dumpster diving for your personal information in the dark urine filled alleyways of Uptown. Sure I don't worry about crime or danger, but despite this you still have to remain defensive...and that caution at times swells up to paranoia....how can one not when all you hear about are random killings in the city? You think anybody gives a hot fart if you were to die or some foul shit happened to you?
I'm a firm believer that cops should be paid more, but they should make becoming a cop much more harder and impose stringent standards...like they need to have martial arts training, be physically fit, and be college edjumacated...maybe even have had military training before who knows. In turn give em some bad ass semi-automatics, tasers, bullet proof windshields, knives, maybe even samurai swords.
Yes as a matter of fact I do watch too many movies.
Yesterday I helped Noel move some stuff from his old crib into some new digs. His old pad is enormously big and pimped out. I was quite galvanized at the enormity of it, easily a 2 million dollar crib if it were in the city. Even so, his new bachelor pad is quite tight for a one bedroom. Anyways, did my good deed for the day and it's all gravy, good karma and all that jazz.
I spoke to my significant other about moving someday somewhere where it's warm year round...maybe to a house by the beach, or a cottage in the countryside. Somewhere far away from the city. I've been a city dweller all my life, and it wears away at you at times. You grow to become sickened of the rude self centered peeps, of the dangers and menace around every corner...worried some scumbag might stab you for your wallet, or some identity thief doesn't assume yours after dumpster diving for your personal information in the dark urine filled alleyways of Uptown. Sure I don't worry about crime or danger, but despite this you still have to remain defensive...and that caution at times swells up to paranoia....how can one not when all you hear about are random killings in the city? You think anybody gives a hot fart if you were to die or some foul shit happened to you?
I'm a firm believer that cops should be paid more, but they should make becoming a cop much more harder and impose stringent standards...like they need to have martial arts training, be physically fit, and be college edjumacated...maybe even have had military training before who knows. In turn give em some bad ass semi-automatics, tasers, bullet proof windshields, knives, maybe even samurai swords.
Yes as a matter of fact I do watch too many movies.
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