RumblestripQ: Back stage pass to the sociopath Side show Just cause you got the monkey off your back doesn't mean the circus has left town.
Thursday, February 11, 2016
Polishing Turds and Surviving Locusts
I was talking to a friend about the perfect storm of scapegoating I endured a few years ago. It was the year 2000 if you want me to be specific.
In the space of about one year I got into a divorce with a bonafide sociopath who robbed me blind. I hired one of my STBX's friends to help me run my business and who proceeded to rob me blind. I guess her and my ex being friends should have been a clue, but I knew her long before they joined their two small sludge puddles together to form one huge gulf of shit. And her and my ex and my mother all joined forces and invented a game called "Doug is a pinata" and lets keep whacking him until he breaks open and we can see what falls out. Combine that with facing a thoroughly corrupt justice system and lawyers who couldn't be bothered to read a brief much less respond to one. The soup was just too thick for one person to make it out unscathed.
I was inundated by a perfect storm of shit. It reminds me of a Joe Walsh song. The first song I ever played to a paying audience was Rocky Mountain Way. This is the same guy but a different song.
Standin' in the runway Wavin' at the plane There goes everything you own You called home collect And they didn't know your name Starin' at the telephone
You thought he was a doctor Now he says he's not But the noices seem to tell for sure And according to the symptoms It isn't all you got A shame they haven't found a cure
Didn't know the reason You start to feel the rub You know it isn't easy Well, welcome to the club Well, you thought they'd take it lightly
They're actin' kinda rash Caught you in a loadin' zone So they smile and politely Relieved you of your cash Suddenly you're all alone
You play the double agent You bug each other's phone You got the place surrounded There ain't nobody home
It's gettin' hard to please 'em You start to feel the rub You know it isn't easy Well, welcome to the club Come on and join us in the club