Hare of the dog

Most of them on today’s Hash are dirty.

Just back from a three hour jaunt in the mountains around Barretto to help mark today’s Hash trail with my fellow Hares, Pubic Head and Blow My Pipe. The regular trail is just a little over 6K with two decent climbs. By decent, I mean not insane. We also added a 1.5K loop with another climb for those who prefer a longer trail.

It looks like this.

I’ll need to shower up then head out to the VFW for the 2:30 send-off. Then I’ll make my way back to the Alta Vista Community Center for our On-Home activities. Makes for a long day, won’t even have time for my nap!

A couple of photos from the trail:

Good morning, Easter mountain!
The lonely life of a Hare.
But that trail ain’t gonna mark itself.
One of my regular cookie stops. The kids were waiting, almost as if they had Hash radar…
Anyway, we got it done and it all seemed to go well. Best trail ever!

In other news, I posted this on Facebook last night:

Along with the post, I wrote: “I’ve been saying this to the pussies and Karen’s from day 1”. I figured that would explode a head or two. The ex-wife #3 was one of them.

Carol responded: “I don’t think you have s good grasp on the concept of “Karen”.” Um, I can’t think of a better example of how Karens act. To better make my point I responded with an example I had personally experienced.

Oh, probably better than you. I posted a picture showing my dinner at a “speakeasy” that stayed open during lockdown for select customers like me. One of my facebook “friends” saw the photo and outed the restaurant by name. What a fuckin’ Karen! My being there had no impact on him while he hid like the pussy he is in his basement. I was born a free man and I choose to die as one should that become necessary.

Of course, when a lefty has no response, they just double down. Carol said: “yeah that’s not a Karen. You however are a scofflaw.” Okay, it was getting late and I had been drinking. So, I went “there” with a hypothetical: “Suedbeck [Carol’s maiden name}, that’s German right? Wonder if your ancestors had Jewish neighbors. I’m sure they wouldn’t be scofflaws and not report them. Geez, you’ve gone completely off the deep end.” Carol responded with laughing emojis and said she must have struck a nerve. Maybe I should have just let it go, but I didn’t.

That you could defend these idiotic policies makes me sad for you, that’s true. I will proudly wear the mantle of “scofflaw” whenever the government tries to impose strictures that imperil my freedom. It is what patriots do. So, run along now and keep doing what you are told by those who claim to know better than you.

Now, Carol and I have been fighting over politics since I abandoned liberal dogma shortly after 9/11/2001. It wasn’t the reason our marriage failed, but it didn’t help matters much either. What she said next was the typical crap I should expect, but it still surprises me that anyone could be so defiantly ignorant:

yeah Timothy McVey thought he was a patriot. And Benedict Arnold. And the idiots that stormed the Capitol. Being dumb, reckless and inconsiderate does not make you a patriot. It just makes you dumb, reckless and inconsiderate.

See what I mean? Oh well, it’s pointless to argue with someone who sees the world through those lenses. I closed out my argument with this:

keep telling yourself that if it makes you feel better about your surrender. That you would compare having a meal and a beer during lockdown with blowing up a building tells me there is no point in further discussion of this topic. Be a sheep if that is your lot in life. #donttreadonme #livefreeordie

And of course, Carol had to get in the last word: “baaa”. Well, at least she has embraced what she has become. Sadly, she is not alone.

Anyway, sorry for the detour into politics. I don’t engage often these days and the above exchange demonstrates the pointlessness of trying. Scary times.

Back tomorrow with more LTG goodness. Or whatever it is you call this crap.

Sorry for the Hare-y post…

2 thoughts on “Hare of the dog

  1. Boy, that Carol never learns, does she. I still can’t fathom what you saw in her.

    Anyway, good luck to the Hashers who walk your trail! May they find it enjoyable.

  2. Times change, and so did I. I worked with Carol before we were married and she is not dumb. She is an example of what ingesting the liberal dogma without question your whole life will do to you. It is sad, really.

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