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20
Feb
22

I’ve had Enough

By Bucktown 2 Comments
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Oh man. It has been a while since I pounded on the keyboard. Life has been busy and I get sucked into the trap just like everyone else. Each day being the same as the one before it. Becomes easy and the days click by without us noticing. I need to make time for the things I love, the things I love to do, and most importantly the people I love. Speaking of things I love to do, it is time I had myself a good old fashioned rant. Lots of topics so lets get some.

Finally. 2022. The world is waking up. Great to see. I have dreamed of this moment. What could make you so happy Bucky?? Sports of course. Ahhh sports. We love sports in America. Cheering for the home team, supporting our high school athletes while they learn hard work, team work, put in the time and effort so one day they can have a chance to be a champion. Ooops my bad, that is what used to be. The sports God has heard my prayers. Every night I say ”God, can you please make women’s sports more interesting??” Lets talk real for a minute. Girls are slow, weak, and now we have a solution!! Surprised I didn’t think of it myself.

Want to make womens sports more interesting?? Have men do them!! It is genius. Lets be clear on something. I don’t care about transgender this or that. You do you. As long as you are not hurting a child or someone I care about knock yourself out. The swimmer girl that was born with a penis and was on the mens team for a couple years is a woman now. She is dominating the sport and beating all these stupid girls that bought into the whole ”work hard” and be the best junk. Nope, in 2022 you can be a female athlete that does everything right and still lose. Lucky for me it is only the beginning.

Take the Olympics, athletes will do anything to win, have an edge, or have a way to guarantee them a win. We’ve seen the stories of all kinds of athletes that take drugs, steroids, and all kinds of shady behavior to have an edge. People are messed up. If you haven’t learned that by now then you’re pretty much an idiot. Currently there are two biological men swimming on womens teams at the collegiate level. I’m sure there are more, but they haven’t made headlines yet. Wanting to win is addictive, similar to money, and will consume some people so much they will do anything to get it. Anything.

There are people in this world that will change their name from Sam to Samantha just to win a trophy. When that starts to happen on a large scale (it will, just a matter of time) little girls everywhere are going to be stuck on the sidelines watching a 6’3, 225 lbs, and super cut ”Samantha” take their spot. Soon Shane will be Shana, Joe will be Jessica, Ryno will become Ryna, and on down the line. Let me take a minute to explain something. I don’t care what label you throw at me. Transphobic, misogynist, and well I haven’t made it about race, but give me time. I’ll find a way to make them mad too. I don’t participate in that whole label thing so fire away. I treat everyone I meet like crap equally.

I don’t have the answer. It doesn’t work that way. You have to read and then think about what you’ve read, think about the lessons you’ve learned in life, and apply the logic and wisdom you have to the situation coming up with an opinion. That opinion (yours) doesn’t mean a thing to anyone else, but you had better think it thru real good because people you’ve never met will judge you based on it. Thing about opinions is they can change, but only if you’re allowed to speak in the first place. This cancel BS stops progress, stops people from talking, and when that happens we all lose. Want to stop being racist?? Make friends with minorities. Want to not be homophobic?? Talk with the gays. Yeah it is that easy, but when you stop people from talking it becomes impossible to grow and let your opinion evolve.

Okay off track there. I can’t be the only person on Earth that thinks this situation sucks. Some little girl that bought into the do things right, work hard, practice hard, give up fun time to train, train harder than everyone else, want it more, sacrifice everything only to be 2nd place to a man playing girl. Next year it will be 3rd place. Five years from now she might not even make the team. Why try?? Way I see it we have mens sports and women sports for a very simple reason. Not anymore. The line isn’t blurred society decided to pull out their non-gender penis and peed all over that line.

I can’t think of a more awful thing than robbing little girls of their dreams. Your desire to show everyone how ”woke” you are is flipping stupid. All actions have consequences and right now a whole lot of good people are ignoring those consequences because they are afraid some jerk with screen name SUPER-WOKE will call them names. Well Super-Woke meet FknBucky. I am the antidote to the poison you continually throw around without a care of the consequences and wreckage you leave behind. I say enough.

FknBucky

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11
Nov
21

Going to make a Phone Call

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Justice for Ryan Cooper. I think about it every single day. I don’t understand with all the tools law enforcement has why don’t we have someone in custody for this horrible crime. You are missed and loved Ryan. Busch Light Brotherhood (includes the ladies) will never forget you and never stop looking for who is responsible.

It is Veterans Day. What does that mean to you?? Do you think about it?? I’m willing a bunch of people don’t give it a thought. Not those that read my blog because you are patriots and I appreciate every one of you. Keep reading, keep helping others EVERY DAY, and most of all keep making yourself better. Listen to Jim Rohn. I’ve sent his seminar to over 20 people to help them thru hard times.

We are free in this country. I do believe that is an enormous responsibility to not piss it away. In name of ”good” there are individuals willing to trade a little freedom for the easy road. Not me. I will overcome any obstacle and have proven that to myself more times than I can count. You can walk up to a military person and say ”Thank you for your service” and feel good about yourself the rest of the day. Words are crap. Lots of people say lots of things. You want to honor the men and women of the military?? Use your freedom for more than standing on a street corner holding a sign that says ”Poor Me, Life is hard”.

I believe the book ”Lone Survivor” should be mandatory reading for all high school kids. It is the only book I had to put down because I was crying to hard to read. I still remember the moment. I was living at La Jolla Palms in San Diego area, I bawled like hungry baby as I read those words, and relived the battle with author Marcus Luttrell. The bravery and sacrifice these warriors make without question is impossible to repay. Want to thank a Veteran?? Pick up a book. Read about the things these men and women go thru on the battlefield. Work at becoming a better human every single day of your life. You are free to educate yourself in this awesome country.

The four frogmen that went out to find a really bad guy, but 3 goat herders came up on top of them blowing their cover. They were faced with an impossible situation. Kill the herders so they would not be able to alert the massive amount of Taliban fighters very close by. They knew if they killed these unarmed goat herders they would most likely face a court martial. Simply tying them up could cause them to die and then a herd of goats would just be wandering around. The last choice of let them go and get ready for a very bad fight. This is what they did and the bravery is off the charts.

The Taliban fighters came at them fast and relentlessly. A chance to kill some elite American Seals would be very useful in the propaganda machine they used to control the mountain people. I believe the average education there is about 3rd grade level. Intelligent people are harder to control and manipulate. Hmmm if only someone had said the best way to honor the sacrifice made by military people is to educate yourself…. For the record reading the shampoo bottle while you poop does not count. It did not take long for the Seals to get pinned down by the Taliban and stuck without an exit plan. They were in trouble, but had no phone signal from their positions. Insert Lieutenant Michael Murphy.

Mike Murphy is a legend and always will be. He was incredibly respected by his Seal peers and by everyone that knew him. As the ”leader” of the four seals it was on him to get help on the way. He looked at his friends and said I’m going to make a phone call. He left the safety of their cover to get a phone signal. I’ve done this a hundred times, but never with a few hundred enemy fighters surrounding me and constantly shooting AK-47’s at me. He knew what was going to happen and did it anyway. Out in the open he called back to base and told them they were in big trouble and going to die without help. Mike Murphy died making that phone call. On a mountain in Afghanistan fighting for who knows what with rules and regulations that cost lives of wonderful people.

War is horrible. The reality is freaking horrible. Bad things happen. That is why it is called war and not fun. There is a lot more to this story, but I’m going to stop here. If you haven’t read the book make time to do that. It is an important story to know and we as a country owe it to those young men to actually remember. Never forget is a crap meme people put on their Facebook page on Sept 10-12. Don’t be one of those people. Read, educate yourself, and make a positive difference in your community. Pick up trash, play checkers with old people, make sandwiches for homeless people, or anything you think of that will simply make your environment a little better.

We get so caught up in this holiday and that holiday. They are just days like the other 364. Take time every day to make a positive difference. I truly believe the greatest way to honor our Veterans is to have pride in our communities, to educate ourselves and our children about why freedom is so precious, and simply be proud to say ”Fuck yeah! I’m American!!”

FknBucky

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12
Mar
21

Mom Whore

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My Mom never misses a day of reading this blog. Sorry Mom, but I am out there defending your honor EVERY DAY!

It is Friday or maybe it isn’t. I don’t know what day you’ll read this. I hope you do read it though. I can be wrong at times and honestly I’m okay with that. If you’re never incorrect or on the wrong side of things you’re not trying enough. Failing or being wrong as just as important to being a good human as succeeding and being correct. Many times it is more important. Success is easy to accept. Defeat forces us back to the drawing board to analyze and then retry based on the lessons learned.

I drive a lot in my personal life and in my professional life. I see a lot of bad driving. Obviously it is always women doing the bad driving. Who’s idea was it to let women drive again??? Next we are going to let them vote. Oh man there is no coming back from that. See what I mean about mistakes??? Nobody gets it perfect the first time around, but we can learn and evolve as humans accepting we are incorrect about a certain way of thinking and then take steps to fix it. You can make new laws, but I will always believe you need to change a persons heart to measure true progress.

Back to the crap driving I see daily. I watch all the time people that refuse to let someone merge in front of them. It is true insanity. Blinkers used to mean you were going to travel from the lane you are currently in to the lane next to you. They do not mean this anymore. Now when you turn your blinker on you are calling the mother of the driver next to you a whore. I didn’t get that memo either. I had to figure it out. Now once the insult is fired off that driver is required to speed up not slow down so that you can not get into their lane. If they successfully block you from merging into that lane their mother is not a whore. Who knew?? Nobody tells you at the DMV either. I had to figure this whole system out on my own.

There is the flip back Mom whore maneuver that should not be attempted by a rookie. No this takes years of practice. This happens when the driver attempting the merge flips on blinker and starts the process. To perfectly execute this move you must still be one or more car links behind merging car. Once the blinker is engaged you must act quickly. First thing you do is floor it. Remember your mother was just called a whore by that blinker using bastard. While closing the gap and hopefully almost causing an accident (this means you’re doing it correctly) you start to lay on your horn. Very important to simply hold it down. If you only toot toot that is actually accepting the insult on your Mom. I know some of your Moms. You may want to practice the toot toot.

Now that your engine is red lining, your horn is blaring, you are ready for reverse Mom whore. This is you screaming at that other car while flailing your arms about to let them know you are legit crazy. They have no choice, but to turn that darn blinker off, and wait to insult someone else’s mother. Well done. Not only did you block the insult, but you threw it back over onto them. Sometimes this driver will actually toot toot to you accepting their Mother’s fate. The extra cherry on top is they miss their exit and have to drive an extra 7 miles. Don’t you worry about it though you’re on your way to a save the planet meeting addressing ways to cut back on needless use of fossil fuels. Go figure that one out.

Driving is true reflection of your inside character I believe. It is anonymous as nobody knows who you are unless your in a small town so you can do what ever you want with out having to answer for it. If you are a jerk it will show in the way you drive. If you don’t allow cars to merge in front of you for whatever reason you’re a Dick. Slow down and let the person in. I’m quite certain no one likes you and won’t mind if you are a few minutes late. They would probably rather you didn’t show up at all. Not only do you not let a car in, but you have to weave in and out of traffic to get ahead three spots before cutting across three lanes to take the next exit. All the cars that you practically hit weaving about pass you as you pull up to the red light on the exit ramp. The word stupid is way to kind for you. You are stupid squared. I’m going call you SQUPID. Honk again at me I dare you.

I could fill a dozen books with BS I see on the roads. I’m the guy that will let you in. I also leave space in between me and car in front of me so people can turn left while I’m at a stoplight. If I’m on a busy street I will not block traffic for 10 minutes waiting to turn left. Nope, I will go down, use the left turn lane at the stoplight that has a green arrow. Then I will do a U turn allowing me to come back and turn into the parking lot I wanted using a right turn. I added 45 seconds to my drive, but I didn’t back up traffic forever because I’m a SQUPID. Being kind has no off button. You can look for ways to be kind to other drivers. It isn’t hard.

The way we treat each other while controlling a 2 ton missile is disgusting. I swear some people do NOT want to live thru their commute. That is fine by me, but leave me and everyone else out of it. Speed up, pop a couple uppers or downers, turn your blinker on for an obscene amount of time while flying down the road and then go hit a tree. In this scenario I feel sorry for the tree.

Be kind to one another. You don’t have to follow someone home and wash their car to be kind. Just hit the brake a tad and let them merge in. In fact don’t follow people home. It isn’t as romantic a gesture as one might think. Cops, restraining orders, and the hassles.. That is what a friend told me 47 times. Only a percentage of you will get that joke and I’m okay with that.

I love my Moms. Yes I have more than one. I am so awesome one Mother’s love just wasn’t enough so God gave me another.

FknBucky

P.S. I am a master at the reverse Mom Whore so don’t even think about blinkering me.

13
Feb
21

Be Kind

By Bucktown 5 Comments
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I want to write today, but I’m having trouble finding a good topic to rant or go on about. There is one thing that I have had on my mind for a while now and I think I’ll ask your help on this. I talk often about doing random acts of kindness. Just pick up a funny card and mail it to a friend for the hell of it. I do this and actually sent out 4 cards yesterday that I found on Etsy. Cost me $14 for the cards, used 4 stamps (and gave one away – you’re welcome Moonbeam!), and a few moments of my precious time to write something funny in the cards. Oh yeah I did put $40 in one of the cards and told the person receiving the card to please spend that money on something irresponsible and stupid. I do believe she reads my blogs so it might be you if you have a vagina. A real one and not the make believe kind that allows you to dominate women’s sports. I don’t participate or watch women’s sports so I don’t care to be honest. I do think it sucks for young ladies that put in the work, time, blood, sweat, tears, and all to get 2nd place because a one time man decided the competition was easier on the other side. Spare me your “hater” comments. I don’t care.

Okay back to the project I need help with. I want to start a page or group called Random Acts of Kindness where people can post what they did that day to a perfect stranger. If you just laughed at that sentence because your sense of humor is gutter, then that is why we are friends. I’m not looking for a place to brag unless you’re the type that needs that type of recognition. My reasoning is that hopefully people will want to post something so they actually do it. Over and over again. Maybe if someone shares what they did it will inspire others and give them ideas. Everyone keeps talking about healing the country and bringing people together, but if you are dumb enough to think the jerks in DC are going to do that you are going to be disappointed. A LOT. It is up to us to fix the divide in this country. Turn the 24 hours news channel off (forever) and go outside to hug a Trump supporter or a Biden supporter. It is that easy. In fact it is EXACTLY that easy.

The anger, disrespect, and over all nastiness regular people have some how become capable of is pretty disgusting. I am talking to you. I’m talking to all of us. It needs to stop and needs to stop tonight, right now, and never be turned back on. I don’t wanna hear Trump said this or that, I don’t wanna hear Biden did this and that, or any of the other BS excuses people are making to legitimize their horrible behavior and attitudes towards fellow humans. You are guilty of it. The comments of “If you think X, you can delete me as your friend right now.” That is a cop out, a crap way to handle any situation, and if YOU are so morally superior to the rest of us wouldn’t it make sense to go hug that person. Embrace them as a human and say we disagree, but I love you and want the world to be a better place so I’m going to be your friend and lead by example. I’m going to SHOW you why I’m right about this everyday of my life. Holy shit you mean what Bucky?? I have to actually be a bigger person, show the world how to be better, and stop TELLING everyone how much better I am than they are on the Facebook. You ask to much Bucky.

Baby steps I get it. So I would like to start with one random act of kindness. Just do one thing a day to make someone smile. Mail a card, tell a stranger their hair looks nice, make an extra sandwich to give the guy at the stop light on your way to work, or think of some other awesome thing that will make others say I can do that. Here is the deal. Sitting around waiting for the worthless pricks in government to suddenly pass a law that says everyone be nice is the dumbest idea ever. It is not difficult to understand or to do. Just be kind to everyone regardless of politics, race, gender, or any of the other stupid shit you allow to influence how you interact with others. You want someone to respect you and look up to you then treat that person with respect. Show them a better way. STOP telling people in a FB post that they are less of a human because they disagree with you. Seriously who the fuck are you??? I don’t remember electing any of my friends to judge me or others on a daily basis.

So now that I’ve got that off my chest how do I accomplish this??? I want to start a place (FB group or Page) that encourages everyone to simply be kind to everyone else regardless of anything past. Wake up tomorrow and look at EVERY single person on the planet like they have a brand new everything. A clean slate if you will. Wow, I bet we could make a difference in a short amount of time.

Do acts of kindness and expect nothing in return.

FknBucky

24
Jul
17

Part 2 (Eat Your Beans)

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blond with bulldog

 

Yesterday I described a teachable moment I had with my nephew about why sometimes adults make kids do things that they don’t want to, starting with something simple like eating a spoonful of beans.  The world is a funny place sometimes, and in my experience, everything just works out if you’re patient and let it.

 

The next day after our “bean talk” the nephews and I were getting ready to take Murphy to the park.  By ready I mean I was in my car, AC running, and about to pull out of the parking lot.  This is the male version of ready, not the female version where almost ready means still have to shower and do hair/make-up, BUT she does have the outfit picked out.

 

Now the nephew for the week prior to this moment had bonded with an upstairs neighbor who happened to have a bulldog.  He loves bulldogs and was very sweet on the cute blond owner as well.  He is a good nephew.  The cute blond comes up to my window and asks if I’ve seen the maintenance men.  Something is obviously bothering her.  I tell her no, roll my window up, and drive away as fast as possible.

 

That wasn’t true.  I told her no, and then asked what the problem was.  There was a spider in her bathroom.  She needed to get ready for work, but as we know most women don’t like to share a bathroom with creepy crawly things.  For the record NEITHER do I.  The nephew hates them as well, but he really liked the blond and the bulldog.  Real pickle for the young man now.  Hence another teachable moment.

 

I tell bean boy to get my chair and let the blond know I’ll come up to see if I can help.  Between you and I, I wanted to grab my 12 gauge and just pump five shots thru the bathroom door before I enter, but that isn’t very manly.  Darn testosterone.    The nephew comes with knowing as I do battle with the spider he gets to flirt with the blond.  I’ve taught that kid too much I’m starting to realize as I put this story down on paper.

scary spider

I enter the apartment, look to my right, and see the bathroom.  Blondie points and says “it’s in there on the counter by my jewelry stand.”  I go in and close the door so that no one can see the EWWWW face I make once I find this spider.  And then it happens.  I see the Count Dracula of spiders!!  It had fangs, mean eyes, and 47 legs.  It used to have 48 but lost one battling a tank in WW2.  I’m thinking what the beep did I get myself into.  My first thought was, offer the boy to this creature as a sacrifice, and get out of there.  Then I thought about those darn beans.  Me and my big mouth.

 

I made eye contact and it snarled at me.  Not willing to back down I said “Hello kind sir, sorry to bother you.” I was using an ancient orient distraction technique while grabbing some toilet paper known as “grabbing some toilet paper to kill spider.” It worked.  He never saw it coming, well until he did, and then I had to chase that sucker all around the counter top praying it didn’t fall in my lap.  That would have resulted in me squealing like a 7 year old girl, urination of my pants, and NEVER making eye contact with the blond neighbor again.

Luckily that didn’t happen and I killed the spider.  For you ladies yes, I could feel him squish as I, just kidding.  Of course, I teased the blond and told her that I got spider parts all over her jewelry because that is what guys do.  It is our reward for coming to the rescue.  Plus, I just really like to mess with people.  She was very grateful and repeatedly said thanks while bean boy and I made our exit.

 

On the way back down I asked him “do you think I wanted to come up here and kill that spider?”

He said “No, but sometimes men have to do things they don’t want to.”

 

Funny how the world will present opportunities for us if we just take the time to recognize them.

 

Enjoy your day.

 

FknBucky

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