ok, so enough with the pokin and prodin of me to journalize.
i'm doing it now, so get off my case for at least a month lol

right...
so, i get a call from my mom the other night...

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(here's just a little background on her)
she's 70, lives a couple thousand miles away,
on several meds, has too much trust in people.
has a computer that was setup by the geek squad,
and is not really sure what she's doing on/with it.
she knows just enough to buy amazon crap online,
and maybe a couple other merchants.
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...to tell me that she got a call from some people
that told her there was something wrong with her computer.
they said her virus software was expired
and that they needed to connect to it online to examine it further.
she said; they talked so fast and made it sound so urgent,
that she felt compelled to accomodate them.
she followed all the instructions they gave her;
basically gave them full access to her computer via remote console
for a full 15 minutes!
at that point they started asking uncomfortable questions
so she hung up the phone and turned off the computer.
she was so flustered and disturbed and anxious about it
i could barely get her to tell me a single useful word.
we changed ALL her credit cards,
put alerts on all her banks,
put a watch at credit agencies, etc. etc. etc.
she feels sooooo horrible and manipulated.
later, a google search reveals many more examples of this specific degenerative behavior.

i'm telling you this;
those who know skinny, slightly squishy, lanky me may feel i'm mellow, meek, subdued, chill.  i am. very much so.  however,
don't even let me see one of those guys face-to-face because; there will be no guns, no conversation, no threats, no warnings, no exchange of words of any kind, no police involvement...there will only be the vision of eyes-a-bulging and the sounds of air gaspings. those who know me even better will also know that, no lifeless body of the slimy, parasitic, scumbag, fucker, dirty rat bastard will be found.

ps...and they called her again 2 days later for more...o.m.f.g.w.t.f.b.b.q.s.a.u.c.e.
she hung up.
oh, and pss the caller id: 1-888-888-8888 (more wtf)

and speaking of guns...no, i'm not gonna go off here about it ,
but the entire issue is more lost-faith-in-people fodder for me...from BOTH SIDES!

and then there's this...
[link]
talk about crack cocaine.

can someone pleeeeeez show me something that displays a hope, any hope, for our future?!?!