Meals On Wheels & Other Ponderings By the MadChimp
The road ahead and all of the things we lose and gain along the way.
Note from TriTorch: What follows is a collation of a couple of correspondences between myself and MadChimp, who has become a good friend of mine over the years. Our relationship began over the meaning of words, and how the parasite class was altering them in order to mold their ridiculous COVID narrative.
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As a child my oldest sister introduced herself to strangers as, "I'm Kay, and I'm the OLDEST" - by which she meant, the oldest child in a family of 8 children. As an adult I have great fun reminding her of that activity on the rare occasions we get together:
"I'll bet you don't do THAT any more!" is one of our long-standing jokes, that she is as tired of hearing, as I was tired of hearing her make her pronouncement when we were kids - - (She grew up. I never did)
She responded to the "Meals on wheels" meme by asking, "Who won the race?"
- - to which I responded - - -
"Nice thing about open-ended stories, you get to make up your own ending”
One day on the road between Brooklin & Blue Hill, (rural Maine) along a stretch on the bay where some wealthy person (maybe a Boston flat-lander) had cleared most of the trees so he could admire the bay, and the peasants could admire his fine new Summer house from the road as they passed, I saw a black bear chasing a dog across the area that had been cleared. It was amazing to see how fast they could move! Last I saw, the bear was gaining a bit, but it was obvious the dog knew the stakes - - he never looked back.
[TriTorch here adding a totally unrelated video regarding reaction time:]
I like to think the smaller animal's stamina was enough to outlast the bulkier bear, but I never saw the final outcome. I would speculate, however, that if the dog survived, he gave future bear encounters a wide berth - - perhaps counseled his pups to avoid bears - - 😁 (true story)
[Tritorch again, speaking of words which as previously mentioned is how MadChimp and I met, here’s some food for thought on ‘berth’:]
Best,
Rick
Tritorch here adding another totally unrelated video regarding a rare chill bear:
[TriTorch again, I shared this absolutely on target article with MadChimp on how our world is being deliberately dismantled so that it may be rebuilt in the spirit of evil. Here was his reply. But first, here is an unrelated image about how the TV can hypnotize us, and they’ve known that from the start. This is a BBC article from the 1940s:]
Great stuff. Jason, I'm not sure I have the mental capacity to absorb all this, as much as the alternative (sitting in my rocking chair on the porch, and watching the parade stream past) makes me cringe.
About 10 years ago I took a minimum wage job at the local WalMart. I had a project to do - - termites had eaten-up a set of French doors that led from my work area out to the patio. I thought it might be "fun" to save my "WalMart money" to fund the project, and see how things had changed since I was a young man, just starting out.
I was amazed - - and deeply saddened by what I found and learned - - . All the dreams that motivated me as a younger man were no longer in evidence - - . Owning your own home? - Raising a family? Annual vacation someplace warm and relaxing? - - NO
Playing by hardball, Chinese rules, where the peasants were given 'tasks', and time-clocks were installed around the store to "clock-in" when a task started, and "clock out" when the assigned task was completed - - with enough time allowed for each task for a very proficient and hard-working individual to accomplish about 70% of it - - where each employee was pitted against his fellow employees for the very few "supervisor" (warder) positions, which added $.75/hour to the minimum wage - - -
I have written a much longer description of my three or four months with Walmart, but it is depressing. It was there that I came to realize how completely "owned" by the Chinese we were - - and how easily the super-container ships arriving on the West Coast to stock WalMart shelves could be converted to carry troops and war machinery
[TriTorch here again, with yet another completely unrelated video. Got God?]
And now the Chinese arrive by the thousands, lost in the crowd of Central and South American invaders - - - and we are 'shocked' to discover Chinese police stations in Manhattan - - - "Just to provide "aid" to Chinese emigrants", we are told - -
I can't "un-look", or "un-know" on some level, but it is hard to set aside a lifetime of experiences to make room for this ugly new reality, much less address what needs to change in order to give the next generation any hope of living anywhere near the standards I enjoyed as a young man, young married man, mature working man, entrepreneur, retired man of modest means, eating well, enjoying grandchildren - - .
Reading through, I caught a line - - or rather, a line caught me - - that sums it up nicely; "A certain error of perspective, an inertia of thought keeps the collective mind in the captivity of bygone times", and as much as I understand how little of it I know, I DO feel I at least have a clue. It is damaging to my self-image as a pretty fair 'salesman' - - peddler of thoughts and perspective - - one able to persuade with logic and rhetoric - - to be greeted with blank, uncomprehending stares whenever I even get around the periphery of the stink coming off the deep state.
Step-at-a-time. Get Trump back in the White House, and hope he has learned a bit of humility, caution, and how to pick subordinates after his first round - - then we will have to see what happens next - -
Best,
Rick
"Nice thing about open-ended stories, you get to make up your own ending”
—MadChimp
[TriTorch: Thank you for reading.]
Really enjoyed this! (New follower of MadChimp) Of particular interest was the discussion of “berth” and language. It struck me because language is one of the main things that clued me right from the beginning that we were being lied to about Covid. When they began changing decades old definitions to suit their agenda, it was clear we were being manipulated. That’s why I refuse to use their words…it is not a “vaccine”, it is gene therapy; it is not “undocumented migrant”, it is illegal alien; it is not “Minor Attracted Person”, it is pedophile; it is not “Gender Affirming Care”, it is child mutilation; and the list goes on and on and on. I’m not playing their game…and if that makes me “mean”, so be it!
Loved reading and watching all of this! What a great start to my weekend! Thanks you!