Why Cops Freak Me OUT!

I have not written about this  before.

Most traumatizing things, I tend to bury and ignore it happened until it goes away.

But you can not escape PTSD, and that cray will come out when something triggers your ass.

For me it was the Refuel bit and the fucking cop and kid.

Reminded me of the time I had a bad asthma attack and barely made it to the pharmacy to get the emergency inhaler. Unfortunately for me, the pharmacy was next door to the loon house and some freak from within called the police. 

I have no idea what they said, the hispanic, female cop with a chip on her shoulder would not reveal that information.

I explained to her I just had an asthma attack and stopped to pick up an emergency inhaler. I showed her the receipt , but this bitch did not care one bit. She was taking me down just because she fucking could.

She made me do the touch your nose, recite the alphabet backward, lift one leg and I passed with flying colors. She still put me in the fucking car and took me to jail.

I sat for an hour against a white brick wall... I think they were waiting for me to show some sign of drunkeness that would never come.

Than after that did not work, they tried to pressure me into a blood test. I refused because I had taken the albuterol and that could register as a false positive for a drug. 

When I refused, they claimed I was suicidal and they stripped me of my clothes, put me in a paper gown and through me into a cement block with the temperature set at 40% F.

The next day, I was pulled out of the cell and brought up to to a black woman who said she could keep me in through the entire Thanksgiving holiday. And she was right. She could have said and done anything and I would be powerless.

I kept my mouth shut, refused to say anything. She kept going on saying shit, trying to make me break. But you can't break someone who is already broken, bitch!

The cops were so fucking mean to me. Like they took pride and joy in fucking with a person who never really deserved to be there in the first place.

So defund police? HELL FUCKING YES!!!!


Refuel Market? What is wrong with your new people?

 I know there is a new world order, but let us not get carried away, OK cancel twats.

I have over 20 years with this gas station and Wag-a-Bag in my neighborhood.

I have never, ever had an issue with the wonderful people who worked there. Until now.

Apparently, white people are on notice at this gas station.

I get inclusion, diversity, but some times it is taken a bit too far with the younger generation.

Two nights ago, I got slammed for being a redskin fan and I should know better. I haven't watched football since the craziness of renaming the team. 

Tonight, I used the air pump thing and not only did it not work. it let the air out of my tire even more. 

The young man on duty behind the register told me to ask the young man outside on a personal call. 

I am sorry I interrupted him.. 

He walked over to the air station with me, and boy he had a bug up his ass. 

He was pissed he had to help me, and after being a dick, the last straw for me was telling me the bald tire was the reason the machine did not work.

Does the air machine have a tread sensor on it? NO!

Tire tread has nothing to do with  inflation unless punctured.  I assume he was having a really bad day but he turned the mood onto me, and I am always glad to return the favor.

Just cuz your black, does not mean you get a free pass for being a dick for no reason.

Also, there was a cop who lingered around, for what I have no idea. 

Anyhoo, this kid must have taddled on me - for giving rudeness back to him  - so this black cop pulled up behind my car's ass. You know the drill when you are in trouble with a cop....they get up really close to your car's ass.

So I see the headlights out of my rear view mirror while I was checking my dashboard to check the tire level. I get out of my car, look at the headlights and the kid standing next to the cop's driver side window. 

The kid looks at me and says, " He is speaking to you." in a very rude tone. How the fuck would I know the cop was speaking to me. I could not see him behind the headlights, nor hear him because he was in his fucking vehicle.

I think the kid was hoping I would instigate something. I did not. You know why? Because white people are not stupid and don't fuck with cops. We raise our hands, say yes sir, nor sir...etc....

I walked up to the cop in is car and he asked is there a problem. I said the machine is broken and I had to buy a $12 can of glue stuff to refill my tire ( and by the way- I want to be refunded for that ).

I told him it did not work but I am only a few miles up the road and I can hobble my car home. Am I going to have trouble with you?

He asked why?

I said because you are 2 feet up the ass of my car and wondering if you are going to pull me over once I get in to drive it home.

He said., "Why would I do that?"

I said, "Because I would be driving with an inflated wheel and dangerous conditions. You can make up what you want. Do you think black people are the only ones scared of a cop who is clearly trying to prove a point?"

He took off after that, and the kid sauntered away with a smug and still shitty attitude.

I am sad. Wag-a-Bag made convenient stores feel like family and now this Refuel comes in and hires a bunch of over-woke twentysomething with chips on their fucking shoulder.

Will be finding a new station.


Scared Mother Fucking Parents are getting pussy whipped!

 need I say more?

You are so scared to be a parent and fuck things up, you are fucking them up 10X to the trillionth whatever the fuck!

By the time this sad little parenting saga is over, we will be dealing with the aftermath of kids who never really wanted a sex change.

They were just pressured into it by peer pressure, principals, and teachers who wanted to pat themselves on the back for not being homophobes or racists and pushed the agenda too fucking FAR!!!!!!!!!!

New World Order. Let's Hope you Don't Take it too far!

 I just came back from the convenience store, and some counter chick was wearing an Astros hat. 

My bad, not sure what ball the Astros played with. it is Texas, who cares other than Texans!

Told her the last time I paid any attention to pro-sports was before the Redskins getting flagged for their name. 

Before the kneeling hit, which is cool. Who cares? Do your thing. If it helps someone, go for it.

The Indian Braves, which quite frankly I get. What Indian has a honker the size of a Jewish dude?

But than this bitch started talking shit about my Skins. Saying, they should have known it was coming. What was coming? 

The hashtag movements of me too and cancel culture?

OK, so the Redskins are now the Washington Football team. How did that fix the world? How did that stop racism?

How does that make anyone really feel better?

Woo Hoo cancel club, you changed a name like your fucking pronouns. Makes me laugh, you kids really do not have anything worth fighting about so you are making up shit that really does not fucking matter in the grand scheme of things!

The 5-time NFL champions Washington Redskins hold a rich history. You can't talk about the National Football League without naming the capital's team plenty of times.

Native American communities have been fighting for this name change for three decades now. Ironically, the team's logo was designed by Walter “Blackie” Wetzel, the chairman of Blackfeet Nation and president of the National Congress of American Indians. 

According to census records and to his birth certificate,[1] he was born William Henry Dietz, or "Willie," on August 17, 1884, in Rice Lake, Wisconsin, at 16 West Humbird Street. His father William Wallace Dietz, settled in the area in 1871 and was elected county sheriff in 1877. His father married Leanna Ginder in November 1879.

"Willie" attended Oklahoma's Chilocco Indian Agricultural School, where he may have feigned some kind of Indian identity for the first time according to researcher Linda Waggoner. She wrote, "Naturally, visitors to the St. Louis World's Fair exhibit, including Dietz's future wife, Winnebago artist Angel De Cora (1871–1919), thought Dietz was a Chilocco student."[2] Waggoner traced Dietz' heritage in several articles in Indian Country Today Media Network and at a 2013 symposium at the National Museum of the American Indian.

Dietz's heritage was first contested in 1916 after former neighbors who settled on the Pacific Coast heard he was posing as a Native American. In December 1918 the Federal Bureau of Investigation looked into his heritage after he registered for the draft as a "Non-Citizen Indian" with an allotment. The Bureau found he had taken on the identity of James One Star, an Oglala man of the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation 12 years his senior who had disappeared in Cuba in 1894. Dietz also claimed he was the head of an American film company that produced propaganda films for the war.

Dietz was tried in Spokane, Washington in June 1919 for the first offense. One Star's sister, Sallie Eaglehorse, testified after seeing him for the first time at the trial that Dietz was definitely not her brother.[2] Still, the judge instructed the jury to determine whether Dietz "believed" he was a Native American, not whether it was true. Despite that others had witnessed his birth in the summer of 1884 or had seen him the following day, Dietz's mother Leanna claimed he was the Native American son of her husband who had been switched a week or more after she had a stillbirth. Dietz's acting ability along with his mother's fallacious testimony (to protect him from prison) resulted in a hung jury, but Dietz was immediately re-indicted. The second trial resulted in a sentence of 30 days in the Spokane County Jail after he pleaded "no contest".[2]

Dietz's true heritage remains controversial. Although he is recognized as an "Indian athlete" by Dan Snyder, owner of the Washington Football Team (formerly known as the Washington Redskins), Indian Country Today Media Network ran a series of articles in 2004 exposing Dietz as a white man masquerading as a Native American.[3] In 1988, the National Congress of American Indians attempted to meet and discuss the issue with the team's former owner, Jack Kent Cooke, but Cooke refused a meeting.

The new free Indian nation...what should they be proud of? Gambling, not educating their people, drugs, alcohol, no hope? 

Bravo real Redskins! 

Only thing non-native people did was love a football team without thought to your heritage. Sorry, hopefully this debacle is behind us and you can figure out how not to destroy your own culture because you are running out of people to blame now!


It is 2022 and still we have the pronoun problem.

 I spent my new year popping a bottle of bubbly, spent more than it was worth, and drank it alone watching old Dick Clark Rockin Eve on YouTube, and watched the fireworks outside my window.

I remember only 5 new years. 

Taking a private plane ( owned by some football player who did not join)  to Dallas for an un-epic evening at a steak house that I would have only gone to for lunch and the men ordering the worst fucking wine on the menu.

 Y2K, spent that night at a hospital with a dickhead boyfriend ( CEO of said hospital ) and thought kitty litter would be a good idea in case the toilets stopped working because plumbing works off of computers??? 

The death of my Grandmother, the mean one but had to stand by her side on NYE until she finally gasped her last breath.

The other 2...

Clubbing with my sister and my purse and wallet were stolen.

And the last one, my favorite one.....the last night in my house. The pink house. Laid in my bed, listened to parties up and down the street, knew my son was OK at his grandparents, and turned on the gas. 

That was my best new year's eve, until I got jerked out of my bed with a fireman telling me I had a gas leak. No shit sherlock. Mind you own fucking business!

And life has been like that ever since. 

My message to Snowflakes, Wokes, and the LGBQT drama queens that think society is not doing enough to help you feel what you need to feel...join the fucking club!

Only, for me no one gives a shit but you queer fucks....Hollywood is bending over backwards to make sure every story line has your non-binary, need to be a pronoun bullshit.

You are making a mockery of all the people who stood before you who fought hard for gay rights. 

Hey parents and schools! 

Stop giving every kid a voice and a trophy. They are not using either well!

the Blonde