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Jackass Driving

Anthony Dixon

Jackass Driving

Jackasses Driving is a practiced way of Driving. It’s a total disregard for safety, it’s breaking all the rules, it’s the mindless operation of a Vehicle. Jackass Driving is always Driving too fast, someone with a point to prove, that they are as good or better than Dale Earnhardt. Dale was my favorite Driver, he was calculating but he took too many risks and in the end caused his Demise. I guess that if you are a Professional Racecar Driver and you don’t take risks, you don’t win 🏁 Races. Driving like a Racecar Driver on our Roadways is nothing short of Flight of Fancies, a lost of reasons and reality. My first Job out of High School was Driving Taxi in Manhattan, that was a proving ground for Jackass Driving. I once covered the Distance of the Island in half an Hour in Rush Hour Traffic. That is Jackass Driving at it’s best, cops and EMT Drivers can’t do that.

I Booked an average of six Hundred Dollars Daily. It didn’t take me long to realize that I had to quit Driving like that if I wanted to keep my License. Keeping your License shouldn’t be the only motivation to Drive in a Civilized manner. Always weaving Traffic, Barreling through the slightest opening and always taking risks goes against the Fundamental principles of safe Driving. Highway Driving brings out the best in me,  that is where I Drive by the Book, Traveling at 70-80 MPH there are no second chances. In High Speed Driving vehicles Disintegrate, burst in Flames and sometimes ejects the entire Seat from the Vehicle, Driver and all. So I ask you why would someone take the Antics of City Driving onto the Highway, Driving like a Pizza Delivery Driver, to be more precise Driving like a Jackass.

Once I drove nine hundred miles to the Carolinas. On the way back I gave the Wheel to a Family Member to avoid the fatigue of Driving the Roundtrip. Never in my life have I experienced Anxiety and Stress than sitting in that Passenger Seat waiting to Die. He passed everything on I 75 all the way to New York, he made Chicken Salad out of the Traffic for nine hundred miles. If the Traffic flow was 80MPH he weaved his way through to the next traffic flow of 90MPH weaved his way through sometimes up to 100. Thirty years later I still ask myself where is the Fire and why didn’t I jumped from the Vehicle. That my friend is Jackass Driving at it’s best. Many times I thought about slapping him in the Head but that would only hurry our Demise. My Nerves were so shot I could have had a minor accident of my own in the passenger seat that needed to be Shampooed.

That was the last time I Drove with him, there were other family gatherings where we showed up in separate Vehicles. That is absolutely sad how many Maniacs like him are out there putting Lives at risk on a Daily basis. It never occurred to them that this type of Driving is Deadly until it’s too late. It was early afternoon, I was traveling on Rockaway Blvd behind Kennedy Airport. I came upon an Accident Scene that was like nothing I had ever seen before.  There were two halves of a Vehicle and a Lightpole separating them. Eyewitness accounts that the Vehicle was traveling in excess of 100MPH in a 45MPH Zone when it found the Lightpole, all four occupants were ejected, no survivors.

The bad part about all this is that I have witnessed so many Highway Fatalities in my lifetime, not reading about them, I should be Laying on a Couch and being prescribed Valium. Yet people would read my Blogs about safe Driving and go out there and becoming statistics of their own. That is the thing about Driving that I will never understand, people will take criticism about everything except their Driving, if you think I am lying the next time you are a Passenger, say to the Driver please slow Down. I have said that to one of my friends and he became Irate, yet I am not the one who Rolled the Vehicle on an exit Ramp. Jackass Driving is an Epidemic.

Four years old

When I moved to Florida I thought that Floridians were the worst Drivers in the World. Then I realized that there are few true Floridians, they all moved here from somewhere else. Which brings me to the stark reality that Jackass Driving is a World wide problem. People who can’t cross the street safely are behind the wheel thinking that their name is Dale. People who can’t multitask in the Kitchen without cutting off a finger, these same People are out here Driving like a Jackass, while multitasking on the Android, Heaven help us all. If I didn’t appreciate my Driving Privilege of Driving to the Beaches, my secret Hideaways and my Doctor who is thirty miles away, I would surrender My License and never sit on the Gray Leather of my second Love ever again. Every day she leaves the Driveway I have to drive like Jedi Pilot to bring her back Home in one piece. Four years old and still in showroom condition,  My goal is to pass my Verano down to my Son. Buick decided to discontinue one of the best Cars they ever made, being cost-effective. In my Neck of the Woods Tampa, Jackass Drivers Rules, eighteen to eighty eight, they all drive like Jackasses on their way to a Fire.

Life, Parenting And Relationships

Cats In The Cradle

Anthony Dixon

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You are Born into this World to one who carries the Title of Mother, with the definition of loving, adept in caring and the most ferocious protector. A True Mother possess the utmost ability For nuturing, the best of Dads only comes close. For eleven years she never gave you any indication that your perception of her was misconceived. Then one Day she developed a bad case of the Breeze, and like a gust of wind she is gone. I have stated before abandoning your children is an awful trait that many Men possess. When Women do It that’s a whole different Animal. Mothers have a great propensity for caring and nurturing. So when a Woman abandons two young Daughters she is not a Mother, only a Baby maker. It was nothing you did or didn’t do.

Dad was the most loving and caring Man, he was a great provider. Again it was nothing he did or didn’t do. Mom wasn’t a true Mother, a true Mother does not fly away and leave two Daughters for a Man who doesn’t care about her Children. This is a true story told to me by a Coworker. When he learned that I wrote Blogs, he asked me what do I write about, I told him Parenting and Relationships. He said Tony do I have a Blog for you. At first we decided to call the Blog The Librarian, due to the fact that after ten lonely years of caring for his Daughters, always looking for someone who cared for them also and not just him.

One day he met a Woman who was a Librarian and Married her. Someone to help him  finish the Job of raising two Daughters after their Mother abandoned the Family for a younger more attractive and sexier Man, someone to satisfy her raging Harmones. I guess that was a good enough reason to run off and leave two young Daughters for a Man to raise and teach them the things only a Mother can. His Story broke my Heart. I decided to name the Blog Stand Up Dad. Because for ten years that is exactly what he did for two Rebellious little Brats, they treated him as if it was his fault why their no good horny Mother ran off and left them to raise themselves, if not for the dedication of a loving Father.

Did I mention that People Bites. A lot of Men in their prime would have dropped them off at a Relative’s House and never looked back. Not my friend he was a stand up Guy who embraced his Responsibilities. The bad part was that he went above and beyond what a good Dad is supposed to be. He put them both through College, making their lives easier he bought them a Condo so they didn’t have to live in a Dorm. Talking about Low Life people these two Girls Graduated College, neither of them possessed not one Gram of ambition. Unilaterally they decided to move back Home and live off the Old Man, instead of putting their Education to good use and Forge their own way in Life. You can take some People to River’s Edge, making them drink is another Story.

You live as long as I have lived and you think you’ve heard it all. Sometimes I think that telling the Stories of the People I have known is my only motivation for Writing. He told me that these two Minions did their best to break up his Marriage. They didn’t want that Woman in what they considered their House. There is no doubt in my Mind that if he was in a Debilitating condition and needed their help, they would not be living there. These were not loving caring People, they were selfish, greedy and malicious. They wanted her out of the Will. John Legend puts it Best, who do we think we are. It absolutely Gauls me, When miserable little people who think nothing of ruining other People’s Lives, when theirs is in a Portable Toilet. They resented the Woman who tried to fill the void their Mother created in their lives, it’s like they had an Ax to grind for every Parent Figure. They disrespected their Father and his Wife, yet they didn’t have the mind of a Flea to know that after you have sucked the last drop of Blood it’s time to move on.

The confrontations even got to the point where he had the Cops removed them from his Home. Yet the soft Hearted slob allowed them to return to continue spreading misery and the bitterness that was  inside of them. Makes you wonder how do we come by Our Genetic composition. They were 100% their Mother’s offspring, they were Cold Hearted People, just like the one who abandoned them. There was nothing in them that resembled their Father, a loving caring Man.  I have spent a Lifetime trying to figure out what makes people Tick, what drives them to be inhumane to the ones who loved them. I don’t wish evil on good People. For these two blowing their Fertile years waiting for the Old Man’s Money. I see two Krones looking out the Mansion’s Window, realizing that they went too far. Oftentimes I wonder how do they Reconcile with their God, or do they Acknowledge Him. So in this late stage in Life I have come to the conclusion that we are all born with our own Minions. How we deal with them and whether we let them Dictate our Lives Define who we are, Divine Creatures or Children of the Corn.

P.S. in the end he lost his Job because the situation at Home consumed his every Thought, he was unable to function at work.

P.P.S. If Thy right Hand offends Thee cut it off.

Life, Parenting And Relationships

Dogs

Anthony Dixon

For thirty seven years every time a sex scandal breaks, all I ever heard from my Wife is Men are dogs. Even though I know she wasn’t referring to me. One thing she always said to me is that I was going to Hell for holding a grudge. Many a Days when she made me mad, I would crawl in bed, turn my Back to her and snored like a Bear, even if she was in her Birthday Suit and smelling like a Flower. That is what a real Man do, he does not put his Pride in his back Pocket, he does not abandon his conviction,  compromise his Ideals, sell his Soul, throw away everything, lose his Mind or his Career for a little Piece. And there you have it, the motivation for this Blog.

My first experience to Men who would throw it all away for a moment pleasure came when I was fourteen. Someone of great trust a pillar of the Community, a Teacher, tried to Rape me across the Street from a Police Precinct. If I had screamed the Cops would heard me loud and clear hollering Rape. The poor Dumb Rapist did not do his Homework, otherwise he would have known that I had a reputation of kicking Asses of people much older than I was. All for a piece of Ass he carried my souvenir for the rest of his Life, a Glass Eye. I Nailed him so hard in his Eye it almost fell out of the Socket and hit the Floor. I am pretty sure the Cops heard him screaming like a little Girl. That’s what you get when you stretch your Loins instead of your Mind.

Not long after that I kept hearing Rumors of Altar Boys being Molested and Raped by Priests I was still fourteen. I thought to myself maybe I needed to get a Gun to protect myself from the People who were supposed to Protect me. Three months away from fifteen I became friends with a twelve years old Catholic School Attendee, that Boy had access to more Marijuana than many Dealers, his Brother was one. Many days after School when we should be Home doing our Homework, we sat in the Schoolyard smoking some of the most Potent Strains , exchanging Stories of Molestation that went all the way up to the Bishop. No wonder that at twelve and fourteen our Heads were all screwed up smoking Marijuana trying to make sense of the Madness.

We were both deep into Music Jethro Thul’s Aqualong was one of our favorite, our favorite verse, eyeing little Girls in baggy Pants. Need I say more, we were being corrupted by Our Society. A few years later two Brothers the Timmins Brothers both sixteen years old were Arrested for a string of Rapes, probably twelve. All perpetrated on Seniors, Women old enough to be their Great Grandmothers. The World that we were coming into was unraveling in front of our Eyes. Sex was now more important than Morality and everything else. Sodom and Gomorrah had resurged. And still have not gone away. Over the years stories of Infants, Adolescents, Teenagers and grown Women being Molested an Raped has made it to Epidemic status.

Which takes me back thirty seven years when I first heard my Wife saying that men are Dogs. At this point in my Life I beg to disagree, they are Primates- Cro-magnon, still wearing Loincloth hunched over. When your primitive Sex drive outweighs all, including your freedom, your Career and your Dignity calling you a Dog is an insult to Man’s Best Friend. Which makes me ask the question is Testosterone the Driving force of Life? It has been speculated that Cain killed his Brother over a Woman, Countries gone to War, Kings Abdicating their Thrones, Rich Men giving up Fortunes, over a Woman. My English Literature Teacher’s words resonates in my Head ” what is the Author not saying” it’s not a Woman it’s the Itch.

Failure to control the Itch has made Monkeys out of many Great Men. Judges, Doctors, Presidents, Bishops, Clergymen, CEOs, Teachers, Actors, Comedians, Television Personalities, Fathers and young Boys. Many are sitting in Prisons because they acted like Dogs in Heat. They lost their freedom and everything all because they never heard of a cold Shower, now they are showering with big Burly Men who take what they want, even if you are only eighteen and a Virgin. Two years ago in Tampa, a young man of seventeen was Arrested and Convicted of two Rapes. He raped his first victim when he was sixteen, the victim was sixty. Barely seventeen he attacked his second victim, she was seventeen and College Bound with great aspirations.

He gave her such a severe beating she is now in a Vegetative state unable to speak or eat. May God help us all for what we’ve become, Chimpanzees in Heat. My Wife is an Avid Reader, she finds Stories that doesn’t make Mainstream Media. The other day she informed me that one of my favorite Personalities was Raped by her Dad a Minister. She was in her early Teens when her own Father Impregnated her. Again we are back in the Caves, your Granddaughter is your Daughter, Deliverance all over again. Since we are nothing but Barbarians at least one Custom should still be in our Penal Code, Castration.

Although I have written in many Blogs that you can’t always blame Society and the Parents for all your mal-adjustments. At this late stage in Life I am developing inward conflicts of those Beliefs. The Media sells Sex as if it was more important than Food, Kids barely sixteen becoming Parents, not mature enough to guide themselves, what can you expect from their Offsprings. For instance when I was thirteen a fifteen years old Nymphomaniac lined up four other Boys and myself and introduced us to Sex. I am beginning to convince myself that it is a Parenting issue. Although The Media doesn’t help being Manipulative and Suggestive. When I was younger I used to think that the Moral Majority was Intrusive and Overbearing, all that has changed with the aforementioned. Without Morality we are back in the Caves Naked and without a Candle.