Wind is always a driving force, whether it’s our vocal hot air machine or the Santa Ana’s. So many of us have disclaimers that stack high like some Sam’s Club inventory racks. We can’t get away of justifying or excusing our piss poor behavior or the lack thereof. We run, this way or that way, and we act like clowns and expect carte blanche in return. No matter what this world sets at our feet, we always need to be observant about what’s going on around us, don’t ya think?
And it’s not the right time to be a narcissistic pig nor is it the most appropriate moment to hang out in some abandoned Nike missile silo, like myself, and think that you’re seeing truth through your clouded, distorted, mental setbacks. Some of us need to be set back or held in check from the public forum, since we cause so much anguish to all those innocent bystanders. So in this second chapter, I’m asking you to look around, take inventory, shore up with needs to be fixed, stop running and start looking, buster!
