Posted by Boy this blog is boring. Very few videos or images. The part on the right hasn’t been updated in about 5 years.
It really is just about writing; not writing to heal but writing to plan and plot. It is writing to move forward.
I’ll start with Rob Porter. Sometimes Donald Trump has a flair for events and he put it very well:
Trump said “it was very sad when we heard about it.”
“He says he’s innocent, and I think you have to remember that,” Trump said. “He said very strongly yesterday that he’s innocent, but you’ll have to talk to him about that.”
This has been going on in sports a tiny bit longer than it has everywhere else. There definitely are two sides. It is getting to where you can’t even argue with someone, let alone touch them, without some kind of legal waiver. Perhaps the craziest kinds of cases are those where both people are charged with assault and sent to court.
Two names from the world of sports are Brock Turner and Gareon Conley. Another man is Jourdan Lewis.
This guy, Rob Porter, I had never heard of him. He resigned–he probably didn’t have a choice–so that doesn’t say much. Two super-brief marriages before he is 40, probably a pattern of violence, and a rejected national security clearance says something.
On the other hand, his education and apparent job capabilities are off the charts. His job was to assemble the daily briefing book for the president. That probably includes questions and follow-up, and Trump says he was pleased. Lord know he is a tough person to please.
Personal experience. I’ve had women hit me but I have never hit a woman. I once had a woman invoke a temporary restraining order on me, stating I “threatened” her. I contested it requesting evidence including when, where, how. Obviously, nothing became of such evidence and I honestly don’t know what became of such a temporary or permanent restraining order. She was a woman I lived with years ago; she brought movers and moved out, unannounced, while I was on a business trip, still wanting to continue a realationship, and I never contacted her inappropriately afterward or ever. What was it, she called the police when I frantically returned home, house lease in my name… The restraining order attempt–I learned that they can be a sham–was some kind of bizarre retribution, or cover-up, or who knows.
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It doesn’t even make any sense. The point is, I’ll take a perfect match.