The Reality of the Times

December 10, 2023

I’ve been sitting here thinking about my life in terms of where I’m at and where I think I should be. I’m thinking about the fact that I love writing, and how journalism was gift bestowed to me by God himself when I was just six years of age.

I’ve written three books now, and the third I just submitted to be reviewed for publication. It’s a 60,000-word manuscript titled, Smorgasbord 3 Poverty and Prophecy. I also have a Bachelor of Arts in communication with a concentration in journalism, and I’ve been running Nooz Buffet by myself since 2018.

So, why am I working part-time at the Dollar Tree?

Pay attention to what I’m about to write.

There’s a war going on in this country, and I don’t even think some of the people involved realize it. In this country, the United States of America, there are people who are anti-American and anti-constitution. Many of these people work in the mainstream media, for newspapers, for magazines, for television, and now, all over the internet.

Me personally, I Am an American-probably 5th generation. I understand that the United States Constitution is contract between the people of this country and the democratically elected officials we voted into office to serve us.

From that contract, the only form of government capable of serving you as an individual living in the most diverse place in the world was established. It’s called a Constitutional Republic. There are many reasons for why we find ourselves in the situation we’re in at the moment, but the most important reason, has been the failure to uphold, protect, and defend the United States Constitution.

We the People didn’t do that. Our democratically elected officials have been ignoring their duty and responsibility to serve the American public according to the laws spelled out in the Constitution for a very long time. They neglect the Constitution for power and control over the American people, and that’s why things feel the way they do.

I believe in the United States Constitution. I know the Bill of Rights, the First ten amendments, were given to the people of this Nation by our federal government with the promise that they, no matter what, would never be infringed upon. The power to declare war is a power we delegated to our government, but we maintain the right to bear arms to protect our families, our neighborhoods, and god-forbid, our country if it’s necessary.

This isn’t a game.

We as a country sacrificed a lot by placing a government over us, and we did it so they could protect our way of life. We didn’t put them into power to control our lives.

So, the time has come. People in this country are finally awake.

I’m awake, and I have a pretty good idea about how things should be in this country. I’m not a perfect person, but I’m a good person. I’m a fair person, and I can discern between right and wrong and good and bad. As a Journalism major, I feel it is my responsibility to uphold, defend, and protect the first amendment.

I believe in free speech. I don’t believe in censorship. At the very least, there are two sides to every story, and we should be able to hear them all-not only what someone wants us to hear. Blocking or censoring one side or manipulating information in any way is dangerous, but we know that it’s done to persuade public opinion and control the perceptions that people have.

The reason why I’m working at the Dollar Tree should be clear now.

In college I was told that a reporter should only report the facts, and when reporting the news, you CANNOT add your personal opinions or feelings to a story. Then I got into the real world. I graduated college, and quickly, I realized that politically, the democrats had their own media outlets that spin stories in favor of the left, and the republicans had their own news outlets that spin stories in favor of the right.

In order for you to have a successful career as a political journalist in this country, you have to pick a team. I didn’t. The people who pick a team, obviously do so for the paycheck, but in the process, they’ve also chosen to willingly serve the machine, as corrupt, as controlling, and as overreaching as it may be.

Once you pick a side, you sacrifice the truth. You’re not reporting the facts. You’re stories have to persuade public opinion and control the perceptions that people have because you’re no longer working for the interests of the American people, you’re working for the interests of the political party.

Hello!

And there it is. That’s why I’m 43, and working at the Dollar Tree.

But, I cannot survive on a Dollar Tree salary. So, now, I must find a way to create my own brand, or find a job with people who think like I do.

It’s so easy to pick a team, but I feel so strongly about the foundations of this country. I truly believe in my heart that we’ve all been robbed of the American experience, and the only way to get that back is by removing anything and everything unconstitutional, and then by holding our democratically elected officials accountable.

If you, my supporters, donate to the Nooz Buffet website, I can easily establish my own brand.

So, let’s see how it goes.

Where’s the Field?

For the life of me, I just don’t understand why it’s so hard to break into the field of journalism. Why is it so hard to find a job with a local newspaper or a magazine you have a sincere interest in?

Am I doing something wrong? Do I need a M.A.?

I graduated college in 2003, that’s almost twenty years ago, and I still haven’t found a career job in journalism.

I’ve been forced to work on my writing when I have the time and pursue my passions on the side, but I don’t want to do that anymore.

I have a B.A. specialized in communication/journalism, and I’ve authored two books now. I don’t want to keep changing jobs, but I do because I’m forced to pursue work in fields that aren’t in alignment with my personal abilities and educational training.

It’s frustrating.

Nooz Now

What’s up everyone!

Listen to this shit. Between 1966 and 2003, there was a sports doctor who worked at the University Michigan, Robert Anderson was his name. During that 37-year-period, he was accused of sexually assaulting 1,050 students during routine checkups. The University of Michigan has agreed to payout $490 million to over a 1,000 people who’ve claimed they were assault victims. That’s a lot of people! A lot of money too! Check out the story below.

https://people.com/crime/university-of-michican-reaches-490-million-settlement-sexual-abuse-survivors/

So, today is the 19th of January. How is 2022 treating you so far? How are you treating yourself? Would you like a tip on how you can become a better person? Take responsibility for your actions and decisions.

Sometimes people like to use other people to justify why they do what they do. You know, like, “I couldn’t go to work today because the guy on my block is really depressed and needed someone to talk to,” and then we find out there’s nothing wrong with the guy on your block; you’re just lost and can’t figure out your own life. Don’t do that to people.

Anyways..

I must admit, it felt pretty darn good to be able to deliver you that breaking story about the gas station shooting. I graduated college in 2003, that almost 20 years ago, and my degree is a B.A. A Bachelor of Arts in Arts & Communication and Journalism. I’m a natural writer, and the work of a journalist is a perfect fit for my skill set, however, I never pursued a career in journalism.

When I passed that crime scene the other day, I new I couldn’t let the opportunity pass. If it wasn’t for an appointment I had at 9 o’clock, I would’ve stopped on the spot to cover it. So I went to the appointment, which lasted 20 minutes, and then I drove back.

I guess the exciting part was having an opportunity to put my training to use. Finally, after 20 years I felt like my college education was paying off. And to just go through the process of covering a story from being on scene, obtaining information, and writing it was fulfilling. That’s the word I used to describe that experience, fulfilling.

Have a wonderful evening and a blessed day tomorrow.