Special Conversation

Doesn’t matter how this conversation took place, when, or where it happened.  It occurred.  It happened.  It needs to be written about to shed light on the other half of my loop here.  For something has been allowed to happen which could never occur even under torture.  A special conversation to set back a crime, a misguided purposeful agenda, to correct events that never should have occurred under a watchful eye.

Straight as they come, he said.  Yep, he said.  Not she said.  And, I am sorry to break this to you, he is a great deal more intelligent, brilliant, smart, clever, resourceful, fucking amazing than she ever could be.  Which is why he is special.

By the way Unk, how’s it hanging, Pops?  A good man there.  You must have heard something.  You must have heard something in the way I handled the phone call that’s all I can think of.  The world is a better place because you are in it.

Back to this special man.  He tried to intimidate me.  Nice try.  Good luck with that.  It didn’t work.  He wanted to know why the lock screen on my computer – see, here’s where you should be asking why he was on my computer, people don’t just swallow everything your told, ask questions – was a picture of my scarred stomach.  The scar on my stomach that runs from my navel to my pubic bone and hurts all the time.  The scar which is my unbearable embarrassment and shame.  I replied as I motioned to the diapers hanging from the ceiling, to remind myself that – that – can never happen.

Now, I am not allowed to know the back-end of everything that happens here, however for him it set into motion an investigation, research, and a change in the operating procedures.

A waste of money.  As straight as can be.  As straight as they come.  I could go on and on, you should get the idea and picture by now.

You should see inside his head they way I see it.  He has probably learned to control his disgust and anger for ignorance, incompetence, stupidity, and just plain dumb-ness.  His ability to multi-task in many different areas at the same time without losing information, details, or a breath.  That is pretty special.  It’s a shame he is so ugly, unattractive, and not at all good-looking, or handsome.  Yeah, you better laugh at that.  This incredible brain and and attractive package as well?!  Fuck off, man!

There was a lot said in this special conversation.  Guess how likely you are to have me say or write about it all…

Knowing that men like this are real.  Do exist.  And working not just for our country, but for the entire world to be a better place than the one they were born into – Fucking awesome!