This Carbon Based Life

It’s that time again! Time to beseech donations in the public square. I thought about adding pictures of Sally Struthers or Sara McLaughlin maybe but that is too cruel to include myself with starving children and animals.

Who’d have thought it would come to this? There’s no money on the left. Tucker Carlson started his website with $2,000,000 and an open letter of credit. I started this one for about a hundred bucks per year.

We are nearing a quarter million reads with an advertising budget of ZERO! People all over the world read it. Because it’s different, it isn’t an algorithm. It isn’t run by an editor trying to stay on Company point. I add humor, sometimes inappropriately. I make fun of people’s names sometimes because humor is reason gone mad. If you don’t laugh a little you might have to cry a little.

I don’t try to shade the truth, but I try not to paint issues any darker than they already are. I love old Science Fiction movies with their vision of our FUTURE! To know it’s not going to be what you expect. I’m still waiting on the atomic lawnmower and my personal helicopter. Sometimes having your dreams come true has serious ramifications.

I’ve always made money on the side. I’ve worked all kinds of jobs successfully from Heavy Equipment operator to business executive. And if I could land a good part time job?  Except now, it seems I have aquired too much experience. As in pre 2000 experience. It happens to everybody, the date to buy alcohol  is suddenly after you graduated from High School.

The decades click off and drift away from us. And suddenly find you’re too old unless you’re the only candidate for the job. The last to be picked for dodgeball in P.E. To fall to the lowest employment rank. Adult diaper changing and Walmart greeting. That’s frustrating and to have no rights or privileges thereof. To be so close and yet so far away, a few hundred dollars per month and I could make it.

I used to make that money writing a magazine column for a Leftist magazine. I wrote an Astrology column for a year. I wrote an over fifty blog. I wrote automotive history stories for a gasket company. Most everybody uses services now and the competition there is fierce and the renumeration short to start over. “I’ve got it! I’ll start a blog! Now, where did I leave my two million dollars?”

This is where you come in and this task could be greatly simplified if just few of you would step up. Rather than make a million people give two dollars each. If just two of you would each step up with a million dollars apiece, the rest of us wouldn’t needn’t be bothered. But that just proves the point, if I were writing a blog about what great a judge Clarence Thomas is…well. Then some world plantation owner/world exploiter would subsize such a blog handsomely.

The days of the wild west of the internet are dying. “Attention all planets of the solar federation, we have assumed control. We have assumed control.”

So, I’m willing to make a trade for every $10 donation I will send to you an electronic copy of my latest novel “Dayfall” This Novel has been rejected by some of the most prestigious publishing houses in America. Regular household names, but what do they know?

Dayfall is a story about what happens to an overheated climate left to unregulated Capitalism. What happens when all the machines begin break down.

To all who have given money I say, “Thank You!” To the rest of you…well? Just my luck, most of my readers are as bad off as I am.

But just a like or a share would be much appreciated. Tell your friends!

“ To Andrew Carnegie,

Dear Sir and Friend:

You seem to be in prosperity. Could you lend an admirer $ 1.50 to buy a hymn-book with? God will bless you. I feel it; I know it. So will I.

N.B. – If there should be other applications, this one not to count.

Yours. Mark

P.S. – Don’t sent the hymn-book; send the money, I want to make the selection myself.

– Mark Twain

Don’t miss “Dayfall” Free E-book with a $10 donation just like the 700 Club!