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America, Health, Life, Motivation

Cowboy Mentality

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

 

Cowboy Country

That was the answer that a South Dakota Resident gave, when asked why are People in South Dakota so up against wearing Mask. He further explained, that’s how Cowboy Mentality works, whatever you tell them to do, they are going to do the opposite. That’s not Cowboy Mentality, that’s a Dumb Kid attitude. I ought to know that attitude very well. From eight years old to fourteen years old I lived that. My Mother was a Single Mom, I had that Bitch Attitude that no Woman is going to Rule me. Whatever she told me to do, I did the opposite regardless of Consequence. One simple request she made, that I choose not to comply, cost me several Ass-whipping. She said that she was the one working and there should be no reason for her to make it home before I did.

She said School was out at two thirty, that gave me four Hours to be in the House when she pushed the Door. I got a Beating just about every Day for my Cowboy Attitude. The Governor of South Dakota don’t believe in Imposing a Mask Mandate. Even though The State has, if not the greatest amount of Covid19 Deaths in the the World for  a whole Country, then close. Now that’s a Cowgirl’s Attitude, She reminds me of me of yesteryears. No Doubt that she will get her Spanking at the next Election. That Attitude looks more to me like Pigheadednes, than a Rotten Kid with a Chauvinist attitude.

From Day One that I heard about the Cruise Ship Anchored off the Coast of Florida with all those sick People Aboard, I knew that this was big. I also know how Governments operate, a lot was left unsaid in order not to create a Panic. Having worked in Hazmat for many years, without knowing if you could contract the Disease by Inhilation. Three Months before the CDC came out with Guidelines, I was wearing a Mask in the Courthouse where I work. They all thought that I was Hypo Something, they snickered behind my Back and in front of my Face. One of my Coworkers who gave me the Stupid Grin came down with the Virus. I think it took six or seven Test before she was cleared to come back to work. When she was finally Cleared to come back to work, her Job was taken.

She got transferred to a more demanding Job farther away from Home. Who is Snickering now, I haven’t missed one Day of work since March. There have to be at least fifty cases since Her’s, but I know how Government works, “Need to know”, but the fact that I see People come in there with a Tank on their Backs and a long Wand, spraying several times per Week, I know that it’s bad. Why would I listen to Cowboys, Cowboys are Dense People, who Talks with thei’r Gun. A Cowboy could make it to the Top of the World and barely able to Formulate a Sentence, Smile when you say that Partner. I know that as of lately I have taken many hardline Stances, guess what someone has to speak up against the Pied Piper Mentality. My biggest Beef with the Cowboy Mentality is, you could leave your House eight A.m. healthier than your 🐎 Horse, Twelve Noon eating Lunch at your favorite Watering Hole, You are now exposed to the Virus. Within a couple of Hours Incubation, you are now the Carrier and the Spreader. Hello! Put a Mask on your Horse and one on yourself, or ride  out of Town, Partner. I spent an entire Summer in Texas, I know what’s under that Ten Gallon, they also don’t Cotton to no Masks wearing.

Life, Motivation, Parenting And Relationships

My Own Man

Anthony Dixon

 

 

My Own Man

Rendering an Opinion is expressing your own Thoughts. There is a big Difference in Rendering as opposed to Echoing someone else’s. Rendering means that you are an Independent Thinker capable of formulating your own Thoughts and you don’t have Clone Mentality. It’s absolutely uncanny that when your Parents are Teaching and Training you that you don’t Recognize what they were trying to accomplish, until you all Grown up yourself. My Mother have never tried to Clone my Thinking to Her’s, even when I was Hell bent on self-destruction. She allowed me to burn myself out on that Path, until I came full circle with my Thinking.

That Training goes as far back to four years old, when I told her that I was cold she never told me that it was eighty Degree, how can you be cold. When I told her that I wasn’t hungry, she never told me that you haven’t eaten all Day, yes you are hungry and you are going to eat. That type of interaction went on all the way through our Lives. She was molding me into an Independent Thinker, which was oblivious to me. I always thought she was easygoing and soft. Like when I was fourteen and she found my Ounce of Weed. She didn’t go off the Deep End, several Days later she sat me down and Communicated with me. One of the Questions she ask me was, do you want to be a Bum or a Respectable Person that People looks up to.

She continued, the People you are Running with aren’t for you, doing what they are doing smothered your Individuality. I didn’t Raise you to Succumb to Peers Pressure, you are your own Person doing what they do makes you their Puppet. My God that Woman was wiser than Solomon. She had crafted a Passageway to my Mind. Whatever Problem I had throughout Life I could Discuss it with her, even Women trouble. During that Discussion she used a Phrase that stuck with me all my Life, ” Like Minded People” as soon as she uttered those Words, Zombies flashed in my Head. From there on I knew that I was an Independent Thinker.

I knew that I would never be one of the Mass, I wouldn’t belong to a Political Party, associated maybe, but not belong, no one Dictates to me. Even in my Work Life , once I learned my job and knew what was expected of me, leave me alone. I also knew that I would never join a Gang or a Cult. Today Party Affiliation resembles Cult to me. For Forty Seven years I have wondered why did I turned down the Offer to work for Organized Crime, making Huge Money atTwenty years old. Mother’s work was done, I was an Independent Thinker. The Neighborhood Drug Dealer who owned many six Stories Thirty Units Buildings, tried to make me like him, Filthy Rich. Today I am Poor and work in a Justice System and not Residing in a Cell.

The Black Muslims of Malcolm X tried to Indoctrinate me, they failed. The Black Panther Party tried to Recruit me they also failed. When you are an Independent Thinker you are Impervious to bad choices and Propaganda. No one can Whip you into a frenzy with Sugarplums and Misinformation. Four Days from my Twenty First Birthday, On November 18, 1978, Peoples Temple founder Jim Jones leads hundreds of his followers in a mass murder-suicide at their agricultural commune in a remote part of the South American nation of Guyana. All that did was to strengthen my Convictions not to be a Follower and let myself get Duped by some Charismatic Talker.

As I have said Over and again I have spent my entire Life Learning from other People’s Mistakes. 1933 the Beleaguered German People filled Stadiums Listening to a Characteristic Speaker. They decided to break away from thei’r Democratic Style Government and Elected the Charismatic Speaker as Chancellor, look at the Chaotic outcomes. I guess that was the Birth of Heard Mentality. It’s always a difficult task to break from the Norm, but it’s the only way to be truthfully Free. My Wife puts it Best ” You came into this World alone and you will leave it alone” I say you’ve got one Life to Live, don’t let someone else live your Life and don’t live someone else’s Life. As you know I don’t like beating my Gums more than necessary to get my Point across whatever you didn’t hear me say , is for you to Figure out. So I am ending it on the lite side. John Smith’s first Day in School was a Tear Jerker. The Teacher introduced herself and began Roll call. When she got to John, she called his name several times, he never answered. All the other kids were accounted for, so she walked over to the only Kid that wasn’t accounted for and asked him, are you John Smith? He answered yes. The Teacher asked him how come he didn’t answer Roll call, he replied that’s not what my Mother call me. The confused Teacher asked him what does she call you, He replied, Dumb Ass. So there you have the Moral for being an Independent Thinker, no one can call you that. Last Word goes to my favorite Thinker. The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift. ~ Albert Einstein.

 

Health, Life, Motivation

Life Jackets

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

Life Jackets

I know that in my last Blog I told you Guys that I was taking a break from writing Blogs, so I can put more efforts into my Book. Then I reminis to my High School Days. Even though I struggled with Shakespeare and Dickens, I found time to spend four years learning Spanish. The People in my Inner Circle thought that I was Stupid spending an entire Class Period Deciphering the works of Shakespeare and Dickens. Then spend another Period learning a Language that I would never use. They were all wrong, from Burrowing into Mind of Shakespeare I learned how to use Conjecture to arrive at  Degrees in Quality or specifics in a Character. You don’t learn things like that in the Clubs. People who knew me back then knew that I was a party Animal, but I spread myself thin to do what I thought to be important In life also.

And so it is with Blogging about Social Upheavals. As it is with writing Blogs about safe Driving. I know that some People are Hell bent on doing things thei’r way or no way. Yet I continue to write Blogs about changing your Driving Habits. Ninety Nine percent of the time my efforts fall on Deaf Ears. However that one person who comes away with something and his actions save a Life down the Road, gives me Satisfaction and a feeling of Purpose. And so it is with Babbling about the Virus. My Wife worked in the Emergency Room of a Veteran Hospital for Twenty five Years. Yet she tells me that I am Fanatical in the way I Address Personal Protection.

 

If someone like her, can think like that, what can I expect from the Handful of People in Wall-Mart not wearing a Mask. Or for that Matter Multiplied by Millions. I met Many Veterans from World War One who told  me of how People pulled together back then. Even if they weren’t on the Front Lines putting thei’r Lives at risk they had what was known as the Home front Efforts. People doing whatever they could do to contribute to the War Effort. What about the War Effort of the Pandemic. Believe it or not this could possibly be the greatest War America have ever fought. Not only in Lives Lost , but a Potential Depression of our Economy with great Erosions. So why are so many People being so Agnostic in the way we Address the Problem.

 

Since the first Week of March I have been wearing a Mask for eight Hours a Day while I work in the Courthouse. The fact that I have C.O.P.D. and wearing a Mask all Day Diminish my Oxygen intake, sometimes near Claustrophobia. But I do what I have to do to stay alive while making a Living and keeping my Finances Liquid, not missing a Days work. I know People who have been home since the first Week of March and their Sanity teeters breaking point. The Prison next Door is Inundated with huge outbreaks, yet they bring these People in the Courthouse Daily, Crime does not take a Vacation. There is this one Wing of the Building that gets Fogged several times Weekly, we have four People that goes around wiping down Surfaces eight Hours a Day. Do you still think that I am Fanatical.

 

With C.O.P.D. the Ventilator would Kill me. Wearing a Mask have kept me from shutting down my Personal Finances and it could have done the same for the World’s Economy if only everyone had my Insights. ( wearing a Mask is your best protection) My Son who lives in Missouri who works for a Company who provide G.P.S. Logistics for the Government, tells me. If the Country goes under another Lockdown, he is out of work for good. I would prefer to wear a Mask indefinitely than to lose my Livelihood. But no!! I’ve got Rights, so I will cut off my Nose to spite my Face. This Virus is as Unpredictable as the Weather. I once found myself in One Hundred and fifty Yards Depth of Water, Fifty Miles from Shore. Out of the Blue a Storm came from nowhere and I was looking up at Waves Three Stories high, with no Life jacket on.

 

If the Boat had Capsized, I wouldn’t have made it to where the Life Jackets were kept. Wearing a Mask when I am in Public is my Life Jacket. For Three Days I have been dealing with a Sore Throat, Today I Sneezed a couple of times. Regardless I am confident because I have many Life Jackets, I Gargle with Listerine, I take One Thousand Milligrams Vitamin A, C and Garlic Daily and I wouldn’t be caught Dead without my Mask. This Virus is the Storm of the Century, we are in Deep Waters, no one is handing out Life Jackets, worst of all People are refusing to wear them. I knew that Reading Shakespeare would one Day come in handy, allowing me to Speak in such Allusive and Oblique terms while making a Suggestive and Disparaging Argument.

America, Life, Motivation

Power To The People

Anthony Dixon

 

 

The World's Greatest Daredevil

 

Power To The People

The raised Fist have been vastly misconstrued. The raised Fist first symbolized Black Power by the Black Panther Party. But as Time went by with Dr King preaching of unity and the Rainbow Collation, it became Power to the People. As in the Downtrodden People of the World, and was seen in Places like South Africa when Nelson Mandela came on the Scene and Places like Uganda when  they Rebelled. I noticed Trump flashing the raised Fist many times and it didn’t occur to me what was the significance. Then I saw Joe Biden flashed it at a post Elections Address. Then my little Mind started Conferring with my figurative Mind.

When Joe flashed it, it meant Victory to the People. When Trump flashed it means Power to the People, his People. In other words White Power. How Divisive for a World Leader to Embrace Isolationism. Because that is exactly what Supremists like Hitler advocated for the Airon People being the Supreme Race. My God how many America are there. Why is United even in its Reference, when you have so many America in the United States. You have the Lone Star State, the Union Jack, Black America, White America and Trump Nation. What keeps this Country from a Civil War is beyond me. I have always considered America to be the Melting Pot of the World, starting when the Mayflower Docked at Plymouth Rock. The Africans were brought here against thei’r will their Sweat took us from the Agricultural Age into the Industrial Age.

Germany’s Scientific Refugees brought thei’r Technical Advantage. The Japanese and Asians brought 3G and 4G Technology. A little bit from all Walks made America the Greatest Nation in the World, because it took the Best and Brightest from every Corner of the Globe. Why wouldn’t it become the Greatest Nation on the Planet, it borrowed a little resource from every Nation. Now you have Inadequate Thinkers Preaching Separatism and closed Doors Policies dealing with Some of the Best and Brightest from Latin America. What Hypocrisy knowing that the closest to a True American is the Native American, and look what happened to them. Get your Head together People there is no better time for Reconciliation. America is an Immigration Melting Pot, that’s how the Country was Born.

The way Kramer burst into a Room is how a lot of People thinks, Bodacious, get over yourselves. As the Judge would say ” from the Results of this Paternity Test, you are not the Father” just another Surrogate, a Dooner from the World Bank. Who are you to become a Game Changer, when the Mayflower wrote the Book. I forgot to Mention the other America, My America, the one the Founding Fathers Drafted. It is now Two Am the Day after America have spoken,  now I am going to speak ” Stop the Bickering and let’s put this Country back on the right Track” Division is a Divisive 🔧 Tool. I could take this untill the Sun comes up, but that’s not me, I say what I have to say with as few words as possible. Now I do to you what my English Literature Teacher did to me. What is the Author not saying? Like Drae said keep thei’r Heads Ringing. It’s Two Am and I wanted to get this out before the Results, I am tired so if there are any Typos, so be it,Goodnight!

America, Life, Motivation

Dream

Anthony Dixon

 

 

Dream

Last Night I had a Beautiful Dream, that was something refreshing for me. Usually my Subliminal ventures are Nightmares. In this Dream a Storm had just passed, in my Post Over Tampa, I told you how I slept through the first and only Hurricane that I had been through. In this Dream the Wind picked up all the Sand from the Beach and blanketed everything. The sheeting Rain followed, washing everything to a pristine cleaning. The Toxic Air was now gone, People could  Breath again, not Suffocated by a Hateful Mask.

Now a gentle Breeze rustled through the Leaves, they were singing, an Island Tune ran through my Head ” Don’t worry be happy, every little thing gonna be alright”. All the People who had took Shelter indoors were back outdoors enjoying the exhilarating feelings of togetherness. We were back on the Subway up in each other Face chasing the American Dream. The miserable congested Commute was back, who cares, that steady Paycheck was back. I was sitting at a Table in my Favorite Waterfront Cafe knocking Glass with a perfect stranger, who didn’t seem so strange. People were in the Streets like one Humongous Block Party. Not Protesting and Burning, but Embracing each other like seeing a friend they thought were Dead.

The Party was Kicking, Patti LaBelle was there singing ” You are my Friend, my Heart cried. The Beetles smashed the Animosity with ” Come together”, Jethro Thul’s ” Life is a long Song eradicated the Anxiety. The little wannabe Writer in my Head re- wrote Pat Benitar Lyrics to ” What are we running for, what are we running from, when there is no place for us to run to. Stand up and fight the Enemy of Hate, we shall be Invincible, us Americans are Pragmatic and Resultant. Man this is what I call a Kick-Ass Dream, I could sleep forever. Then I woke up to find that the Wicked Storm of the Virus is still blowing strong, Isolation has Blanketed me With Depression, my Wallet is shrinking.

I have been Blessed to have a steady Income, but what of my Neighbors who are facing Foreclosures and Eviction. I go up and down the Block checking on my Older Neighbors who won’t even go out to shop.  My Immune System have kept me Strong, but can it withstand a second Wave, can the Economy survive a second Wave. Anticipation and Anxiety is wearing me thin. Drinking alone is no Fun, no one is there to tell me that I am silly, so I talk to myself saying what a Nightmare.

From my Blog Page

Broken

I’ts okay to be a Glowstick, sometimes we have to break before we Shine

Morning Affirmation

Today is a Day of  happiness and peace I am grounded and centered. I am grateful for my beautiful Life that is filled with many Blessings. I move through my day with conciousness, grace and Love

Courage

You can never cross the Ocean unles you have the courage to lose sight of the Shore

A comfort zone is a beautiful place, but nothing grows there,

The best and most beautiful things in the World can not be seen or even touched, they must be felt with the Heart. (Helen Keller)

It’s not about perfect. It’s about effort, and when you bring that effort every single day that’s where transformation happens. That’s how change occurs

You do not judge a great Fighter by how many fights won or lost, but by how many times he got knocked down and how many times he got up.

Parting Words from Toots.

Still is still moving to me

And I swim like a fish in the sea all the time

But if that’s what it takes to be free I don’t mind

Still is still moving to me

Still is still moving to me

And it’s hard to explain how I feel

It won’t go in words but I know that it’s real

I can be moving or I can be still

But still is still moving me

Still is still moving to me

And it’s hard to explain how I feel

It won’t go in words but I know that it’s real

I can be moving or I can be still

But still is still moving me

Still is still moving to me…

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