What the hell happened???

confused baby

I am so confused. Jeb Bush wants to phase out Medicare. Trump is now siding with Democrats. Obama is siding with Iran and seems to be running the government all by himself. At least he and the UN seem to be making our foreign policy for us. Obamacare is a confused mess. The IRS is a disaster area that I keep pouring money into. Our youth are hocking their entire futures to pay for an education. Many seniors are opting to not retire at all or work during retirement. Two parties run our government and those are run by billionaires that have no clue what a middle class person looks like. The public just goes along with it all and votes on party lines no matter how nonsensical that is.

Most of our manufacturing is being done in other countries because our government is making it more profitable for businesses. We used to be a country of immigrants that wanted to work and make a better life. Now it seems that everyone is sitting with their hands out waiting for the government to support them. An illegal is no longer illegal and entitled to the same benefits that people worked for years to achieve. There is no incentive for them to become legal members of society.

Can’t go to a movie, recruiting station, airport and a lot of other public places without fear. Shopping malls are replacing mom and pop shops and nothing is home made.

People work twelve to fourteen hours a day just to make rent and basic necessities.

A kid can’t go anywhere unless they are wrapped in bubble wrap and it is organized play. They will never know the joy of just running around until the fireflies come out and it is time to go home. Imagination has been replaced by organized play and thinking. The government is taking more and more of parenting out of parents hands. I got smacked sometimes and sometimes it was warranted. I survived just fine and even at this ancient age I can say my parents were right. I never questioned that they loved me and wanted me to learn how to navigate in the world. Now a parent lives in fear of being arrested if a teenager has a fit and calls the police.

Everyone is in their own little electronic, digital world. Conversation seems a thing of the past. Reading just for fun seems to be out of fashion and a lot of our youth get obese by living in basements playing video games.

No one dresses up for anything the whole world is casual. Including weddings and funerals. Poor me I never know which pair of jeans to wear. Are flip flops really appropriate for every occasion?

It is times like this that I am glad I am old. Being young in this new world must be pretty damned challenging.

What the hell happened?? Or is it just that the world is changing and I am not “with” it.

By Gale A. Molinari

Sharing my views on just about everything that enters my mind. Fasten your seatbelts it is going to be a bumpy ride. I am just a lady of a certain age somewhere between the dinosaurs and stalactites. Musing over lessons learned and sharing those with others. I really am interested in your views on what I write so fire away and thank you for taking the time to check out my blog. https://wordpress.com/stats/galemolinari.wordpress.com this is my poetry blog perhaps you would enjoy that too!!


  1. There’s always room for you to have class and intelligence, and of course, to pray. One hopes the world will follow your example if you do. Just my opinion, there is far too much of the lowest common denominator being accepted as adequate, or celebrated as if that were “greatness.” When the French peasants realized their circumstance, they staged a revolution. One wonders how far America’s peasants are, from a second revolution.

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  2. “It is times like this that I am glad I am old. Being young in this new world must be pretty damned challenging.” THIS. So much this. I’m glad I’m not young and new either. πŸ˜‰ It’s hard enough navigating this tangled mess we live in with decades of life experience to lean on. The direction we’re going in is mind-boggling.

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