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  • I’m Not Happy About Argentina and Despite Not Being an Expert in Argentine History/Politics, I Will be Discussing it Anyway

    This iconic photo brings me back to earlier this year when Elon Musk emblazoned a borderline bedazzled chainsaw at the Conservative Political Action Conference (CPAC) in DC on stage with Argentine President Javier Milei, symbolizing their shared goal of slashing government spending. Back when I first heard the story and saw one of the pictures, it almost reminded me of a little ménage a trois (not really, but that’s how my mind interpreted it basically despite Trump not being there) between Milei, Trump, and Musk. The way they talked down on “globalist” institutions, advocated for privatizing everything, and slashing the public sector like zealots (I won’t act like some of this wasn’t/isn’t necessary in Argentina, but the theater of it was quite off putting). Now, here we are, Argentina’s economy is in the shitter. Inflation ultimately hasn’t been sufficiently reigned in meanwhile austerity measures have made it so over half of Argentines fall below the poverty line. If it weren’t for this $20 billion dollar infusion, there would be so little chance of increased international investments making their way to Argentina despite Elon recommending investing in Argentina in 2024. Now apparently the globalist institutions backed by the U.S. should definitely help bail out the country. Well, not exactly, but ultimately basically considering the US is the largest contributor to the International Monetary Fund (IMF). Why not just get more IMF loans? Well, it seems they broke the rules last time. And also they have like $44 billion still on the books with them. The more I look into this, the messier it gets. Argentina’s modern-day issues stem from a wanna-be fascist, Juan Perón, in the 1940s. Fascinating is a bit of a buzzword, maybe I should be clear and say populist, but I won’t and settled on adding this sentence right here. If history tells us anything, Argentina will probably still be a mess in 2040. Maybe not though.

    Things like this make me so angry and are the reason I started a stupid little blog. Probably a good idea for me. I have all of these feelings and I can’t get them out. I can’t remember if I’ve said this, so I’ll say it here, my educational background is in history, international relations, and homeland security, so I do enjoy and have some experience discussing these types of things. The problem is finding people who actually care and even if I can, usually the people are in the same side as me so it is more of a group rant than a discussion that can lead to new perspectives and increased understanding. I really hope most people are agreeing with me here and don’t really support bailing out Argentina/their stock market after everything that has happened/been said the past 2-3 years. 

    I’m totally not trying to say there’s an easy solution to stabilizing an economy, bringing down inflation, etc., however, there’s just something that really pisses me off about people saying how great and wonderful their economy would be, how this way was the best way, and now it isn’t. There is pain. And why do they care about alleviating this pain right now? Another election is coming up, so they need people to feel good for a little while. So, like I said, I don’t feel like there’s an easy way to fix economic issues due to the social implications, but it has to be done eventually, so I don’t have an issue with needing help in itself. I am just so annoyed that they’d be so interested in taking a little loan, a small handout from the globalists after making it seem like they’re gonna be the bees knees. Like what the heck man. I wish I got to have my cake and eat it too. 

    I can’t say for sure when I’m not in the situation, but I feel like it’d be much easier to stomach difficult economic times if there wasn’t, you know, A CORRUPTION SCANDAL INVOLVING HIS POLITICALLY INVOLVED SISTER. Karina Milei, his sister and General Secretary of the Presidency. And the scandal involves Argentina’s disability agency, which I feel isn’t quite a cherry on top, but definitely a few sprinkles. 

    Few things are worse than seeing other people taking advantage of a situation while one is suffering. I don’t know how much has officially come out about 

    Like I said, this situation didn’t come to be overnight and it will take time to get out of it. I don’t agree with Milei’s general politics, but I don’t know enough to say what I feel about what he has done to bring down inflation and stabilize the peso to say whether or not he is doing a good or bad job. What I do know is corruption is just not fucking good and no matter what your ultimate intentions for the economy are, people shouldn’t accept those in power using it for their own gain so blatantly, especially when it’s their policies causing these socioeconomic issues. You have to publicly come off like you’re struggling just as much as everyone else and if anyone gets wind that may not be true, well, how can you expect them to persevere through hard times for a promise of a better future. Public trust is paramount. Austerity measures are basically never going to lead to immediate popularity, so politicians that implement them, along with their inner circle, must remain on their best behavior. Would you be happy as an Argentine right now? Would you be happy as an American right now?

  • We’re Out Here Trying Our Best Everyday But Some Days Our Best is Better than Others. Today My Best is Okay

    We are getting close to midnight and I haven’t really written anything coherent today. That’s not good! Here I am trying to change that. No, not trying, I’m changing it. All you can do is something I guess. So I’m doing something. I wish I knew what to do more that would provide more value to people. I want to provide a service and be compensated fairly for it. I don’t necessarily want to get rich as fast and as easily as possible, but that seems to be seen as a pinnacle of success, the smallest amount of work for the greatest profit. I don’t think that is so bad as long as results are excellent. The problem is results oftentimes decline overtime as shareholders demand consistent profit increases no matter the cost. That makes me sad. I want things to consistently get better. I just feel lost as to how I can contribute to it. I guess you start by making yourself better. Not sure if writing is making me better, but I really don’t think it’s making me worse, so that’s good. 

    I think I first got the idea to write 1,000 words a day from a professor in college once. I definitely didn’t take his advice then, and I’m not really taking it now considering I am not reaching 1,000 words on these posts, but I’m doing something. I definitely should be practicing writing as a skill. It’s one of the few things Im okay at. The problem is the AI stuff… Speaking of AI – everything is an algorithm (did you appreciate the timely em dash there?). This thought, like at least one or two in every post I’ve written prior to this one, may need to be explored a little further. You know what, I’m in my infancy on this. One day it’s gonna be so big and all of the 7 future readers will demand I rewrite most of these and actually go in depth where I say I have more thoughts. But for now, if everything is an algorithm then of course AI is going to be effective. What triggered this thought about algorithms was comedy. Yesterday, I was thinking about comedy and what makes a successful comedian. About how an autistic comedian have great jokes but an awful personality. How is that possible? I think by studying comedy and applying the algorithmic concepts one learns to telling jokes. Where that can fall short is on the fly where it takes time to formulate a perfect response if one doesn’t have the wit and/or comedic timing to roll with the flow of the situation he or she finds themselves in. But yeah, are individuals’ brains wired in a certain, basically algorithmic way? If so, can we alter the algorithm?

    Another thing I was thinking of today is being  afraid to write openly and filtering myself despite no real reason to. I’m thinking it’s probably something that will fade away in time if I keep writing. Maybe not though. I’m not really trying to say anything controversial, at least that’s not in the plans as of now, but I still feel nervous. Now that I’ve said that out loud (typed with my fingies on a screen), I feel like it’s leading me to this question: who does that benefit? Does speaking my mind to basically no one on the internet really affect anything outside of my little sphere of influence of myself? Is there  way I can program this feeling out of myself? Probably, so I guess that answers my question as to whether the algorithm our individual brains run on can be altered. 

  • Driving Home With Brisket Chili: How a Short Trip Can Rattle One’s Nervous System

    I don’t want to write too much today and don’t entirely know what to write about, so I decided to tell you about my 17 minute trip home from a BBQ establishment this past Sunday, September 21, 2025. Watch, it’s gonna be long af or something. Nah nah, it probably won’t. It’ll probably be a Goldilocks story, just right. High hopes with that “probably,” but oh well!

    This short story really starts December 14, 2024. Before this past Sunday, this was the last time I had seen my beloved brisket chili, a special, on their menu. By the time I had gotten someone to call an order, they had already sold out of that precious poop soup on that fateful Saturday. It was a devastating blow to my heart and since then, I had been looking out for those delicious, smoky chunks of beef. Week after week, either nothing at all, or something, but no chili. Once spring rolled around, I was realistic and accepted my almost certain fate: I’m not getting any brisket chili any time soon. 

    I’ll admit, I hadn’t even gotten my hopes up yet when last Wednesday, I saw it. There it was. My Sunday linner (lunch/dinner) plans were set. And you can bet your ass I was ordering early.  And that’s exactly what I did. They opened at 11:30. I called around noon. They weren’t out of everything. It felt so GOOD. The guy asked when I wanted to pick up and I was like, “l guess as soon as possible?” He asked for a moment so he can look at the board and asked if 12:20 was okay. I was somewhat surprised and said it was. You see, these are the second owners of this establishment and I’m still not accustomed to the way they run things. The original owners had incredible recipes, but they sure as hell weren’t built for food service with any semblance of volume. They would tell you it would be an hour and then it would still be another hour on top of that once you got there. Was simply worth it regardless. 

    I was trying to express the paraplegic dachshunds bladder and I’m just not great at it sometimes. I put her in her crate and she started yelling at me and her tail was lifting up, which usually signifies poops are in the butt and they are about to not be any longer. So I took her out again and nothing. I was bamboozled. And now I was running a little late. It doesn’t really matter, but I generally prefer to be on time. So my body is already a little on edge. Then, I finally am on my way and totally go the wrong way. If I keep this writing stuff on this little blog, you’ll find going the wrong way while in a rush happens nearly every time I’m panicking and navigating. It’s incredible, honestly. I ended up getting there about 9 minutes late. Everything was good. I was eventually on my way. 

    I had 2 bags of food. When I put them on the floor of my passenger seat, I knew it wasn’t going to work out exactly as I’d like. And remember, at least one of these bags contains the precious brisket chili. Not long after the journey home begins, one of those bitches just flops over. I tried to pick it up, but it really wasn’t staying upright. So I decided to put it on the seat. I did so knowing I no longer have a vehicle with leather seats and I had no idea what could be happening in that bag looking to leak out. I try to just ignore the leaning tower of Pisa in the passenger seat. The other bag is holding steady on the floor in front of its buddy.  This shit on the seat was not cooperating though. I ultimately decided to just hold onto the bag for the rest of the drive. I just so happened to come to this conclusion as a Boeing 737 is landing at the airport I just passed like 15 seconds earlier. Something extremely unsettling to the nervous system about driving with one hand (I’m normally a both hands on the wheel, 9:00 and 3:00 driver), plane a few feet over head, precious cargo in tow. But guess what? I made it home, I ate my Que, and I lived to tell the tale (and now I actually did)! It was good. I was happy. Thank you xoxo. 

  • Voices

    Okay, I’ll admit the title of today’s post is inspired by my love of a good borderline rhyme. Niches, Choices, Voices. Nice ring to it. Voices. That could go a few different ways. We could discuss the greatest voices of our time, like Whitney Houston or Celine Dion. Maybe voices on the radio? Speaking of, it’s always so weird seeing the faces of radio personalities. Worse when they’re not ugly, like what the heck, what do you mean you don’t have a face for radio? Waste of a position for us uggos! I was leaning more towards a conversation with myself surrounding whose voices should be heard/amplified. If so, does that naturally suggest there are some that should be suppressed? I mean, yeah, probably! The problem is choosing who chooses it. 

    Even if I don’t have the conversation today, it’s not bad to set myself up for it one day. I guess I’ve been doing a lot of setting up and asking of questions so far. I think it’s okay for now. I’m not the voice of our generation, so I can be a little discombobulated. It’s good find out where one’s own questions and shortcomings lie. Someone with a prominent voice should have those qualities. I feel like it’s possible people with the confidence to be a loud voice/leader may lack the humility to be so open about what areas they have deficiencies. I think it’s much more acceptable to speak out regrading topics one isn’t fully familiar with of the individual openly recognizes it. I think we as a society need to pressure those in higher places to do so more often, otherwise it just leads to a slippery slope of possible misinformation and the general populace formulating opinions based on this unreliable narrator. I guess it is up to us to de platform those who are spreading misinformation, but it’s sooo hard in such a divided society. Then we may start getting into questions of freedom of speech. From prior posts, my humble singular reader knows I am a big fan of the first amendment. Speaking of slippery slopes, I feel like we mostly need to allow free speech, even that which we don’t like. Even though I said mostly, I’m not a grant enough to think we should just allow anyone to say anything. But that’s where the choices question comes back into play: whose voices do we choose to accept? 

  • Choices

    I was looking at the picks I made in my football pool and it got me thinking about choices. Is there really an illusion of choice? Why do people make the choices they do? Are people choosing to rig NFL games against me specifically? Well, that’s one question I know the answer to: 100%. 

    Why is it so hard to choose? Maybe it isn’t for others, but sometimes I feel paralyzed by choices, especially when they involve change. It’s obviously a choice to do nothing, but it usually feels so much easier. I think it could be a deceiving feeling, but I don’t want to think too deep into that on a Sunday…. People seem wired to just stick with what they know. I wonder why that is exactly. Maybe I will look it up. Okay, I just looked it up. We are. From what i understand, we prefer familiarity over uncertainty and risk. In many ways, it’s more efficient, especially in the short term, to just maintain the status quo    And of course, people have an aversion to losing what they have, even if it means blocking off something new that could be better. Not to get all sexist, but i wonder if women are even more likely to fear change due to their inability to defend themselves if things go wrong. It definitely didn’t benefit women back in the day to just be contrarians, they’re probably just gonna go with what they feel safest with, which is often going to be something they’re familiar with. Is it infantilizing to women to suggest they’re in a less advantageous position to make choices based solely on their free will versus feeling the effects of societal pressure? Idk, not like I’m not one so idc. We’re really out here just weak and vulnerable lowkey… of course bitches are gonna be manipulative! But then why do they choose to behave in ways that could be dangerous? Idk, let’s not go there. Let’s pivot and wrap it up quick ladies and gentlemen. 

    When writing this, the term “habits” came to mind. I feel like it is hard to make good choices consistently, but it’s also hard to make them at all until you start. I think it’s hard to get into a habit because you feel like giving up if you mess up. The longer you keep it up, the easier it is to maintain the habit. So, starting, that is certainly an obstacle. Making the choice to start is important and I don’t think a fear of not maintaining consistency should stop someone from trying to start something new, especially if the stakes are low. Some people find it hard to start new things, others find it difficult to find something they can stick with. I feel like I fall more in the first category. I don’t love giving up on something once I start. I never even changed a class in college. When I start something, there’s a really good chance I’ve made up my mind to commit to it. The problem is deciding what’s worthy of commitment. 

    I decided to make a choice to make writing a habit. I decided to post it publicly to hold myself more accountable, despite sharing this with basically no one. Who knows, maybe one day I’m gonna be a writer for real. Jk, I’m not an LLM, my time is gone for that. But hopefully this will make me feel better, give my thoughts a chance to organize, my brain some clarity. Maybe not. I guess no one really knows anything. I do know I’m kinda interested in writing about something obscure, but I’m coming to realize I don’t really want to write too much about shit I don’t really be knowing about publicly. I wonder how the world would change if others, actually, me included, were able to take the time to really understand a topic before speaking on it. I guess it’s fine to speak on anything, it’s just when one chooses to remain closed minded that it’s really a problem. Come to think of it, maybe it is good for people to talk about stuff when they’re ignorant in order to expose it and open them up to education. But people aren’t really very open to that, so maybe it isn’t good. But it could be. We choose how to perceive every situation. We ultimately choose how we think and feel. It’s just really, really hard. Maybe I should explore why one day. Maybe not. Do you know why it’s so hard?

  • Niches

    The Merriam-Webster defines it as “a place, employment, status, or activity for which a person or thing is best fitted.” Well, that’s at least one of ‘em. I think the only niche I’ve found is an activity or two. I’m very good at geography games and flag matching quizzes. I’m not the best in the world though.  Why does this matter? Well, I keep thinking about a recent post on X by their employee Nikita Bier. In it, he says “…think about one subject matter that you know more about than anyone else in the world. It can be anything…” Something about that is just really not motivating! Like I’m literally not the best or most knowledgeable in anything! And the few things I do excel at are literally so stupid, so useless, so inconsequential… So basically I don’t know how I feel about it all. I am good at some stuff, but not good enough to really help other people efficiently. I don’t know if anyone else feels this way, but I would like to provide some value to the world, not just be a drain on resources. It just feels really hard to figure out how to do it. Maybe it’s hard because value is primarily measured monetarily. I’m already starting to feel like I can’t properly articulate my thoughts, rats!

    I just feel like everyone knows most stuff has gotten worse recently, but there really doesn’t seem to be a very obvious solution our overlords will allow. Class-conflict is definitely a topic for another day, but it totally applies here. More profit more profit oo aa. Like I get it, but it’s exhausting and I wish innovation didn’t involve thinking about what to do to remain profitable. I know everything is complicated. I know rich people are disappointed by the lower class’ work ethic, competency, commitment, etc., but I really feel like you get what you pay for and you can pay for better. Like let’s be so real, they wouldn’t show up so consistently for what you’re offering, so why do you expect others to? Because you’re better than them? Maybe you are, but that means you need to pay more for better. But everything is about cutting costs maximizing profits. 

    Like I guess one of my problems in the grand scheme of life is it feels one’s niche must be profitable to be a worthwhile pursuit. Maximize monetization, everywhere. Not to go off topic, but I think I want to talk about the prevalence of the subscription model in ways and places it never should have touched!! There are a few good things though. I don’t think Patreon is a bad thing overall. It is one of those things that enables people to monetize and therefore dedicate time necessary to hone in on their craft. I definitely am not interested in say, a subscription to unlock the full potential of my electric vehicle. 

    Anyways, back more towards the topic at hand. I feel like most people don’t know what they’re good at exactly. I’m not sure what percentage of people feel they were called to their career/whatever they ended up doing in life. Would love to know. The problem is, I don’t think we can have a society where people can just do what they feel called to and maintain the functionality of all vital institutions. So, who gets to do what they’re called to do? What do we do to help people find a place? How do we deal with people who don’t want a place? What do we do about those who make it actively worse/impossible for others around them, or globally, at a certain level, for others to find theirs? Can one blame anyone other than themselves and if so, to what extent? And I hate to say it as a Yankees fan, but I love the Orieles in all orange :/. Was thinking of making defunct sports franchise knowledge my niche, but I don’t think it’s gonna work. Anyways, anyone out here good at anything?

  • What’s good?

    This is such a simple question, isn’t it? WRONG. But really though, how are you? Jk. The concept of good vs bad is one of those I want to sorta dive into because it can really branch off into… who even knows what. I also think it would benefit my soul to have a solid definition of “good,” my own theory. What is ultimately good and who gets to decide? Can the definition change? Can people be bad then good, vice versa? Are bad people consumed by these thoughts? Is this going to wrap up nicely? (I know the answer to that one, not really!)

    So, as I said in the not so distant past, here I am, starting. I’m going to start thinking about this more deeply. As I’m writing this (no like, I really knew the answer before. I’m actually read this one over because it is just a mess), I keep thinking of more questions when I try to come up with answers. I figured it doesn’t hurt to try to get the questions out on the OLED. We can explore again later. I feel like weekends shouldn’t be so serious. It certainly feels a little presumptuous to say I have complex feelings on the subject. I’m sure most people do, so I don’t really know if they’re complex relative to others. Regardless, this question is complicated. I can’t remember when exactly I first started considering it, all I know is after watching LOST many years ago (however, not as it aired) the frequency at which the question popped up in my mind shot up. 

    I would like to think everyone feels the same when really sitting down and thinking on it. if you don’t, you’re probably not going to really like all of my questions coming up. My train of thought was a new type of train that is off the rails. 

    Anyways. What kind of mistakes can be made and the person is still good? If there are bad people, what do we do about them? I don’t think it can be reduced down to good or bad, but so many things are labeled one or the other, so it feels like it’s gotta be definitive. I have so many thoughts I am forgetting what I’m thinking before I can finish typing. It’s so hard to express this sentiment. Idk, I just can’t help but see a little good in bad people. I am a hater enough to not be blinded by the bad in good people. I guess good people can do bad things? How does one become a bad person, where is the line? How many bad things can you do before you’re a bad person? I feel like quantifying individual actions is much easier. But there’s still different sides to different people depending on their different perspectives and life experiences. We really don’t know what we don’t know. That applies to everything, but I’ll give at least one fucked up example. So, I can’t help but Feel Things sometimes, like when I see an elderly person eating alone. I wonder if I have wished love and happiness to a bad person. A pedophile? A murder? Do they deserve it less? Well, maybe those people do, but how am I even supposed to know who deserves what?

    I feel like ready to stop I guess, so…

    What are metrics you use to differentiate good vs bad people and/or actions? 

  • Where We’re Going

    For years, I’ve considered writing about what I’m feeling, the stuff I’m interested in, etc. Now is as good of a time as ever to start I guess (I don’t think there’s ever a good time, so I finally started). 

    I somewhat recently began jotting down ideas for jokes for the first time ever. Years ago, I read Larry David has a little notebook to write down whatever pops into his head. I definitely am using my phone and not physically writing it, but I’m finally taking that little nugget of information and chomping down on it. I must admit, I’d love to visit the graveyard where my seemingly funny ideas (to me) are laid to rest. The notes app and my iCloud will be that for me now. Come to think of it, if I really cared, I would back that stuff up. Can’t trust any company! 

    So yeah, I started a list, “Things”, of funny memories and ideas to maybe become jokes one day. I consequentially ended up starting a second list of topics that came to mind where I kind of want to explore further Much further than a little joke. A small, quick haha. I aptly titled that one “Ideas.”So here I am. Day 2 of actually writing stuff down. Exploring. Not actually using the ideas found in “Ideas.”

    So, where are we going? Well, despite the technical difficulties trying to get this readable to others, my general stupidities, and likely founded insecurities, here I am, writing a little bit. I feel like I have so much to say, it makes me want to just say nothing. I wish writing was like piano sheet music. I have a lot to say and sometimes I want to talk about more than one thing at the same time. I guess that’s why I was drawn to Chicago style citations, footnotes are actually gods gift to me in particular. Speaking of citations, I have been thinking about school the past few days, especially a class I took during my masters, U.S. Constitution and ethical issues. I really wonder what it would be like to be enrolled in that course today. It’s not like we did that deep of a dive into it all, but even in the shallow end of constitutionality wave pool, there’s a lot under the surface. There is literally so much I don’t know. I guess I can’t swear over it, but I am completely sure that I have merely a rudimentary understanding of our laws. There’s just so much. I’m not an expert in the Constitution either, but at least it’s accessible. The Constitution is (at this point arguably theoretically) what each law in our country should be held up against and be in compliance with. Laws should be written with the spirit of the Constitution in mind, not just written in a way where they can use certain words and phrasing to leave them open ended enough to be used for or against one, depending on the situation. I feel we’re getting further from a country built upon these values each day. I’m pretty strong believer in following the law, but far stronger in the spirit of the law. I’ve been more and more discouraged, feeling others, especially those in power, feel the Constitution is a list of suggestions. Today, however, I did feel some were also concerned about this. I’m not entirely sure if that is actually a good sign at this point. I just want things to be good. What is good? Idk.. maybe we’ll talk about it. That seems like a good place to end it. A little hill hanger (cliff is far too dramatic). 

    So where we’re going? Well, “girl we going to Islam!” – https://youtu.be/p5I-NwpngGA?si=OmIHMxj0MLvUHOE6

  • Why I’m Starting This

    “You’re a really good writer.” I heard this a few times through college, but I didn’t really believe it. Partially because it is definitely a stretch to include the word “really” and partially because I did well, but not great, in high school English classes. 

    My prose isn’t sophisticated and my style won’t inspire a new generation of classists, but I am someone. 

    I’m not a great person, but I don’t know if that should stop you from doing anything for your whole life. Maybe if I can write some stuff out I can understand where I was coming from better. Do I deserve forgiveness? Have I done things that have truly harmed people? I have and I have with malicious intent in the moment too! But what can I do besides try to be better? I’m not exactly sure how, so maybe I can be vulnerable and everyone can tell me how bad I am, whether unfounded or not. I’m kidding, that’s very presumptuous of me to think anyone will read this. There’s a 50/50 chance this never even sees the light of day for no one to read. This isn’t my first rodeo, but if I do end up posting it, that means I’m committed and will be accountable to myself to actually write out how I feel, maybe explore some interests, talk about paraplegic dachshunds, etc. 

    I want to give people the benefit of the doubt and opportunity to change, but I am apprehensive. I guess I feel that same apprehension with myself and it makes me afraid to start anything that would lead to my perception being out of my control. But I just feel like I want to know if other people feel the same. Maybe I’m looking for permission. I really should only be looking for it from myself, but it’s hard and I don’t trust my judgment of whether or not I deserve forgiveness. I guess it depends on my intentions. I usually understand my own. Usually is definitely a key word there. I don’t know. I’m just trying my best. I do have different levels of “best” during different times and circumstances. Not sure if I should forgive myself for the times I have faltered. I just feel a little tired of feeling like a bad person when people who are definitely worse are able to just chill, vibe, live, laugh, love. Idk, maybe they’re suffering silently. Probably not. Maybe I’m trying to take a page out of their playbook and not care? I be caring though… not sure where it will get me, but I guess we will see. I’m just nervous and wish I wasn’t. No one can change the past. I have a lot of feelings about a lot of things and I think it may be better to get them out than let them stew like I have been for a few, maybe 20, years.