A strange new world exists in the place where the old one once was…

I suppose that I sometimes dwell on thoughts that do not have any basis. I was once just what I was, but for some reason unbeknownst to me I have been magically transported into a parallel universe where thing are, for the most part, very different. After a couple of days in my brand new doublewide, I began to enjoy the modern conveniences that most folks already enjoy. I mean, for the first time in many years, I do not have to walk outside to the porch to get a beer out of the fridge. In addition, the new hot tub in the bathroom with indoor plumbing is a hoot! Just a few simple things in life that I have only heard about in BS stories, and never had the opportunity to enjoy. All of the “crap�? that existed in my life at home had mysteriously been replaced by stuff that wasn’t “crap�?. As you know, I consistently believe that there is an underlying force that cannot be trusted, and will consistently try to screw up my unbelievably cool dream, but so far, all has been really good! Or at least that’s what I thought.

Somehow, the ol lady figured out how this new TV set that was installed in our new home worked. I spent a lot of time watching a NASCAR race, and of course King of the Hill, and stuff like that, but that little thin TV set exposed me to stuff that I really didn’t want to get into. Everyone, (even me) has heard of the deal where Michael Jackson was put on trial for being a child molester. When I heard about it on the brand new TV set, I was thinking’ “well it’s about time that freak got what he deserved�?….. Then just today, I walked into the trailer to see the ol lady, and a few of our friends gazing transfixed at the new set. As I casually got a beer from the indoor fridge, I saw a graphic on the screen that stated that the jury had reached a verdict. My immediate thought was “now you’ll see what it feels like up the butt, you little bastard!�?…. But as we watched the M J motorcade wind it’s way through the streets of Santa Maria and on into the Courthouse, I realized that there was WAY too much publicity surrounding this particular case. It is one thing to be a celebrity, and endure the constant exposure to the media and the public, but it certainly is another and more important thing to have your celebrity status allow you to walk away from a serious alleged crime, that most good ol boys like me don’t cotton to. To me, there is nothing worse in the world than to be a 46 year old freak that has sex with underage boys. I know, I know, yeah, the Jury found him innocent on 10 charges, but any thinking adult must question the verdict. He was literally found innocent by reason of celebrity. I thought to myself, “why would anyone put their lives on trial, in front of the whole world, asserting that they were defiled by an individual, if it didn’t really happen�??? That’s steep! I just don’t get it. It reminds me of that deal with another celebrity, O J Simpson. I hope that both of their ‘careers’ are ruined, but… There has to be a common reason that O J and M J can both ‘walk away’ from their particular alleged crimes, and return to the world as if nothing ever happened. Back when I was still using discarded newspaper as ‘toilet paper’ I so distinctly remember reading about the evidence presented in the O J case before I wiped my ass with the reports. I just can’t understand why reasonable people can ignore the fact that celebrities are just regular folks, with (in some cases) really sick minds. Now, you KNOW that I particularly despise the Government, and their intrusive and accusatory actions that are executed on a daily basis against good Americans, but they rarely act on a “no evidence�? scenario. Even if they know that they are going to lose, they proudly present their case as if they really believe that they are justified in their witch hunt. In the two cases aforementioned however, there must have been something that was evidentiary in their quest. Yeah, murder in one case, and perversion on the other. I guess what I’m trying to get at is that I see this kinda stuff every day in regard to bikers and other regular folks that just do their own thing. There are many, many bikers in prison just because they associated with certain individuals, or were in the wrong place at the wrong time. I suppose that it is too bad that (we) as what we are, aren’t allowed the unlimited funds and ‘celebrity status’ that would allow us to be immune to governmental intrusion. I really shouldn’t keep going on about this, but I have warned you all before that the regulated media is evil! On the other hand, if you are a celebrity, the regulated media can be your savior. I truly think that M J is a sick freak and a pervert that likes to poke little boys, and I also believe that O J murdered his wife. At least O J was at one time a football hero, and didn’t bleach his skin, and engage in plastic surgery to the point that he looked like a department store mannequin. This is just my opinion, and I am entitled to it. I expressed this to my guests at the trailer, and surprisingly, they all agreed. I got another beer, and walked outside to collect my thoughts.

I decided that the world as I know it now was just too complicated. As I sipped my beer, I contemplated leaving for a little while, just to clear my head. I walked back inside and announced to my guests that I was going out for a while. I walked into the bedroom, and gathered up a few t-shirts and a couple of pairs of jeans. I threw these items into a bag, kissed the ol lady on the cheek, and headed out the door to my bagger.
In just a matter of seconds I was on the highway headed north with no particular destination in mind. As I rode along, I thought about the recent situations in my life, and disregarded the ones brought to me by the nasty-ass TV in my trailer. As the miles rolled on, my head became clearer, and I remembered that the whole issue did not revolve around the destination. It’s all about the ride.