Why did I start this blog?

Welcome if you dare,

I'll tell you what the motivation was.

It was an incident involving an article on a political blog, that had to with one of the current republican presidential candidates becoming emotional when reminded of his late father.

The blogger, who's opinion I normally respect, pontificated that he was just trying to keep up with the likes of a silly and narcissistic crocodile tear, that Hillary Clinton shed, when she became emotional after loosing the Iowa caucuses.

I realized, that, there are certain elements of our 24/7 media driven sound bite culture, that not only benefit from chaos, but even become trapped in a cycle of chaos driven salaries, so much so, that they cannot separate fact from fiction.

And, for them it becomes a self-fulfilling salaried prophecy. They see many "wrongs" that they have to correct, from which, during reporting of the same, they of course make a profit.

I mean nobody can blame them for trying to make a living.

It's like the cobbler that sells you a replacement heel for a certain price... you're happy, he is happy. But, what he doesn't tell you, is that there is another choice of heel, that for 25 cents more will last twice as long.

So you are sitting there watching or reading the news and you think... oh yea go get'em.. expose those bad people.

But what you don't realize, is, that you are not being given privy to information that totally changes the perspective, even so far as to make the "guilty party" not guilty!

Well with that I won't keep you under suspense any longer.

Here is the link to the above mentioned blog disparaging the candidate for tearing up.

And here is the headline with comments, in where, if you page down, you will see my comment handle named "McGuyver".

There is a pause in the middle of my first comment posted, in where I came over here and just promptly started this blog.

Now, if you want to know more about me you can click on "view my complete profile".

If that doesn't make you happy, then you can email me at the address posted below and I might, maybe, possibly, if I feel like it, email you back.

If for whatever reason I don't feel like it, then I'll just leave you a comment (if that) here, addressing you by your handle.

If you want to know how to search for all of my comments on that blog over there, I'll even tell you how, that is, if I feel like it.

You can even leave me a comment here, anonymously, telling me whatever the hell you want.
I might even respond, depending on how I feel at the time.

Now go listen to some music, support my Alms for Musicians effort, go out and pursue happiness and give other people the same freedom.

Cheers,

McGuyver

Hey hacker, that's not going to work!

HEY THERE.... hacker,

It's not going to work.

I know who you are.

Go waste your time somewhere else.

Bye now.

Love, hugs and kisses,

Sincerely,

Mcguyver

Please send me chaos monger stories

Hello!

Welcome to all who dare enter in.

Welcome to my attempt to create order in the world.

That's right.

You can help me by sending me tips on news/events/stories that prove some people are trying to create chaos.. not to.... get this, make our life better... but to profit from it!

So fire them off to my email at: mcguyver.maverickblogger@gmail.com

Interesting dichotomy of words huh: Chaos vs. music?

That's right... what I do when I've had a particularly chaotic day or if I want inspiration, is, I turn on some really really good instrumental music.

At those moments I don't want to hear jack, nothing. No voice, no noise, no bullshit from talking heads on TV or irritating people, nada, zilch.... cold turkey menu only.

Peace and serenity at all cost. Because what I've discovered in life is that, time... is no respecter of persons. It just keeps on going.

And the only way it stops, is when I make it stop!

Yeah I know, talking heads and bloggers have to make a living too... sometimes I feel sorry for them... [sigh].

But when I'm in my peaceful place, I don't give a rats flying rump or a bat's sitting ass how starved or depraved anybody might be.

Don't care.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing matters ultimately anyway.

There is a time for everything.. including realizing the truth of the statement, "NOTHING MATTERS".

I'll be posting here whenever I feel like it.

I leave for periods of time to work on projects - sometimes out of town - or go fishing or do whatever the hell I damn well please, and that includes being away from the computer as well.

So never mind if I don't respond to your emails or comments.

It doesn't matter anyway.