I just stepped back into my house from doing the "yard." I have 3 & a half acres in the Beautiful Appalachian Mountains and of that I cut almost 2 acres of it using a push mower. Even though I'm almost 63, it's still great exercise. That being said, I come back inside to see that my old "buddy," perrennial "whipping boy," "Chicken 'The Sky is falling' Little" and "The National Enquirer of Tumblr" @groanings-of-a-dying-empire has blocked me. Whatever shall I do? I guess he didn't like the fact that I kept pointing out that on most if not all of his posts he leaves out vital information, in other words he LIES, that makes the posts appear like they're one thing when they're really another. Today he made a post about a Chinese Businessman who handed out 26 Million Dollars in Chinese currency to his workers. It sounded like he was just giving that away money for no reason and out of the goodness of his heart but in REALITY that money was his employees YEAR END BONUS for doing a good job ALL YEAR LONG. Odd, huh? Anyway, I though I would let y'all know that he blocked me. Now all he has to do is block me from his, at least, THREE other blogs. Here are two of them. @israelite-not-black3 and @wwe-hq.
From the article: "A third person was heard to say, 'This is truly someone else’s dream boss. With a YEAR END BONUS like that, who would not want to work there?'"
@groanings-of-a-dying-empire has blocked me and I feel fine. I hope REM will for give me a pass for my poetic license. So in that spirit, I dedicate this song to him because, if you've ever seen any of his blogs, for him it appears like everyday really is the end of the world as he knows it.