Think – Don’t Be A Puppet On A String

In these trying times we need to think for ourselves not be puppets on a string. Jerked up and down by the media (including social), big business, government, and the negativity that shamefully has become the American way.

It is impossible to not be affected by the virus of too much information. To get at the truth or hell even caring about the truth becomes secondary to choosing a side. Become a follower of the pull of the strings of the puppeteer of your choice.

Growing up I loved baseball. My grandfather did not love baseball. He was not such a good man either it turns out. However even a wicked man may speak the truth at times. I gleaned my one gem of truth from him about the sport I loved. Professional baseball is just a big business he said. I thank him for helping me keep an open mind as he was right. It became more and more difficult for me to watch a pro ball game as the years passed. Baseball began changing rules to garner a better following (make more money). The purity and nuances like a perfect relay from the outfield to nail a runner at the plate became more about the umpires call. An umpire is human and will make mistakes. I could always live with that even if the call went against me.

Another thing I enjoyed was racing. Dirt track racing was my choice. Go to a local track and watch the locals try and beat each other to the finish line. Similar to how my brother and I raced motorcycles in the field. Going home covered in dust truly made you feel involved.¬† Nascar racing I never followed as much as they steadily went away from using body styles that were different. Cookie cutter bodies and rules upon rules that were constantly changing to try and keep every race even more exciting. Don’t allow a sport to be boring at times and build anticipation. Bunching up the cars so that the potential of the big wreck was almost inevitable. We want it now and expect it promptly each new generation steadily feeling the tug of those puppet strings even in sports and play.

I mention nascar as my sugar got up one day this past week and it drove me in the house on the couch mid-day feeling poorly (Does not happen often). Where a delayed race was coming on. I watched the big show, how the nascar community stood behind a perceived threat to one of their own. It seemed that even more rule changes had the cars stopping periodically in sessions. Better to bunch the cars up I spose’. I thought about how nascar is magnificent at creating a following. The big fight scene between Cale Yarborough and Donnie Alison. The black cars and attire of Dale Ernheart vs. the rainbow colors of the young gun Jeff Gordon. Draw attention, big business at its best jerking the strings of the masses of followers. Now I don’t know how all this went down with the noose deal but it sure worked out for nascar. Why has it never been mentioned that the one stall that had a noose was assigned by nascar itself ? I honestly feel sorry for Bubba Wallace who unwillingly became the puppet. Geez, all he wants to do is race mor’n likely. The finish of the race was actually pretty good as Ryan Blaney made a good pass to win it, the third place finisher crossing the line backwards. Of course there was a wreck at the end, guess nascar¬† is an accomplished puppeteer.

Yesterday after a few morning fixes assisting my wife I went to the Doctor to check on the ear’s healing. Only one spot not looking great. He wants to see me again in six weeks. It will heal on its own I told him and he agreed. Still wanted to see it again so I will allow that string to be pulled. I get to wear a mask. Stopped by a tool store on the way home, yeah I wore a mask. Common sense the way I see it. I wear a mask when sanding if indoors too. Too date wearing a mask has never made me feel inadequate or less male. Try as I might I did not feel any strings tugging at my hands as I placed the loops over my ears…

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4 Responses to Think – Don’t Be A Puppet On A String

  1. NH Gardener says:

    When it comes to the virus I listen to the experts not the politicians, and the experts say wear a mask, so I do. But there are a lot of people out there who don’t and I think they’re going to be sorry they didn’t. I hope I’m wrong.
    I’m glad the ear is getting better. At least you’ve been able to still get some great photos.

    • Jim says:

      NH Gardener,
      The experts now better than I but common sense tells you if you had the virus without symptoms or symptoms not showing up yet, a cough or sneeze would be a threat to anyone nearby. I don’t find wearing one all that unpleasant. So that is not an excuse for me. Thank You, so much life out my back door to enjoy…

  2. ellen says:

    As always, well said commentary and beautiful photos. I’ve worn a mask when out and around, at a distance, people. At first it seemed logical, later just annoying. But, I admit, I don’t know who the experts are, none seem to agree. I just see the numbers, know there is some risk I don’t want to take. So quarantine works for me, and not listening to anybody. It’s too tiring. Enjoying the beauty of Nature all along. On the nature side, I’ve seen many juvenile birds lately and it’s taken me awhile to figure out which birds they are. Your photos helped in figuring out a couple, that were difficult. Lots of drab birds right now. The big chicks a few weeks ago, were fun. Now they are on their own and developing their full look, I guess.

    • Jim says:

      Ellen,
      Thank You. Quarantining the best bet for sure. It is hard to discern what bird is what when they go through different feather colors and patterns as they mature. It is fun to watch the young ones as they go about figuring out how and where to land and find food on their own. Soon the adults will start molting and not be so neat to look at…

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