Rambling on? in A small but passable life.

I started reading science fiction about fifty years ago. For the longest time I had always thought that things should be better on this planet than what reality was showing. And then I learned about nations and politicians and greed and religion. Somewhere, somehow a few people really fucked things up and the rest of humanity let them get away with it. And it continues to this day. A web of corruption and greed surrounds the planet. There is no easy painless way to set things right. The most one can do is to believe that the “Great Unraveling” when it comes will leave a better world.

For me personally it is confusion. And too much internet browsing. Every time I close the laptop I get the feeling that I’ll miss something, possibly the answer to it all. As if it could possibly be there.

My daughter received a raise at work and her benefits package. It sounds like the standard offering. She then went online to HeathCare.gov to compare. It was twice as much and with a $6200 deductible. Crazy.

And then for shits and giggles I had her run my stats- my zip code and my age and zero income. There it was, the “basic” package. For over $500 a month with the same deductible I can have medical insurance. Yeah, right. So much for that.

I’m not worried, much. When I went to the free clinic about four years ago I was given a clean bill of health. All my numbers were good and my chemistry was fine. So there’s that.

The double vision and dizzy spells are more of a bother than a worry. Other than that and creaky joints I feel fine.

Like I was saying, things in the world could be better. And on a personal note, like I’ve always said, things could be worse.

I’ve been looking at this pile of gear, what I’ve got left of my personal belongings, ever since I got back from the desert and trying to figure out how to reduce it more. Other than just picking up what I can carry and walking away from the rest of it. That would be the easiest solution.

I sometimes wish I could be one of those people who just cruise through life blissfully unaware of what is going to happen when this house of cards comes crashing down. I know enough to know that there is really no way to prepare for it. Survival will depend more upon luck than preparation. A basic plan is all one can prepare. I think being mobile will be more of an asset than fortification. Fortification requires defense. And defense would more than likely be futile. Agility usually trumps strength. Usually.

Damn, I be a ramblin’ guy tonight!

Tomorrow is errand day with the darlin’ daughter. Always makes for a good day.