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Lost interest in the NFL mostly because of the way Travis Kelsey and Aaron Rodgers act and what they say and because the games are boring. I don’t gamble and booze and am too technically challenged to play Fantasy Football and don’t care who wins the Super Bowl unless it’s the Redskins and that’s not going to happen. Even if they did they’re not the Redskins anymore so it wouldn’t feel the same and I don’t live in the DC area anymore anyway.
There must be other things in life to explore. One is hanging at the beach; another is typing like I am now at Starbucks. Feels important. Could be wrong. All of us could be wrong. That would blow.
Lost interest in professional golf because those guys who went to the LIV Tour chased more money and their decisions didn’t impress me. I don’t mind people making more money but it’s the whole feel of taking Saudi Arabian money I don’t like. I abhorred 9/11 and I suspect Saudis were involved though no one will ever prove it because that whole thing was riddled with lies and evil. Suspicious of Saudis. Suspicious the LIV golfers don’t care as much about 9/11 as enriching themselves. This is how I see it.
I’ve heard the arguments that all kinds of American interests do business with Saudi Arabia.
Maybe so. I get it, the world’s complicated. Duh. That doesn’t change the fact that I don’t feel like watching LIV Golf or any pro golf. They’ve lost my support. Don’t think they care; don’t care if they care. Go golf. Leave me alone.
Don’t want to play golf either. No interest in going out on Saturday and making myself miserable with bad shots. When I go I like to ride the cart and talk with the fellas then order and soda and hot dog at the clubhouse.
This right here, writing, is more fulfilling. I have more confidence in writing a coherent sentence than hitting a golf ball straight; not much more, but more.
Lost interest in the NBA except for The Joker because he’s a good guy, likes to pass the ball, and doesn’t want to be the center of attention which I especially respect because I can’t seem to get rid of the desire for people to pay attention to me. It’s a bad habit, a psychological condition I’m not proud of.
Lost interest in politics forever. No way I’m following that trash dumpster bogus repugnant human disgrace. Presidential candidates hurling mean insults at each other behaving worse than fourth graders. Can’t believe I typed that. Can’t believe it’s true. It is.
None of it can be trusted. How did American politics become so atrocious and embarrassing? People in other countries must be unimpressed. Many laugh and are glad we’re so messed up. This doesn’t make me proud of our country. Instability unsettles.
I’m out.
One thing that does interest me is the Clickbait Economy. On YouTube I watch podcasters Dan Dakich and Jason Whitlock say wild controversial things every day that rile up all kinds of races, both sexes. They offend, provoke, and generate emotional outbursts from viewers.
They say polarizing things to get more clicks, views, and subscriptions. They hurt people every day to make more money. Hope I don’t but fear I do.
Not sure the bombastic podcasters believe a lot of what they say, which means I’m watching a phony stunt. What a waste of time. I watch, though, because I want to see how outlandish they will be, how far they will push things to get right next to the line of saying something that can get them fired or shot or attacked at home with rocks breaking through their front windows. I think about being bombastic, writing anything to get clicks, and am tempted to do it. Sometimes I try it; sometimes I’m restrained. Guys who just go all the way have courage but also are manipulative and self-centered. But they make a lot of money. Good or bad? I say bad more than good but it’s kind of gray.
Neither of them cares beyond building their businesses, being listened to, being popular, and making money. Not worried whether what they’re doing is a sin, whether they may not go to Heaven for saying the things they say. It doesn’t seem many people anywhere are too worried about Heaven anymore. I am, but can’t control whether I get there so try not to think about it.
Haven’t lost interest in Heaven; just don’t know what it is or if it exists and that frustrates me so I think about other things. The whole Heaven mystery has been on my mind for some 55 years and I have no idea what the answer is. Will find out soon enough.
StiIl interested in art, the creative process, and who I am. Still trying to figure that out. Do we ever figure out who we are?
That interests me.
So does Caitlin Clark.
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