💀☠💀☠💀☠ Anarchy

Instead of properly getting to bed following publication of yesterday's post, I wallowed in corruption.

Honestly, this day finds me profoundly heart-sick. It has not helped one whit that my wife implored of me at morning's end for $300 so she could buy new tires for her car. Such a cash release will amount to at least $1,100 that she has gotten from me since my pension income arrived late last month.

She is relentless ─ every damned month it is the same. I want far away from her ─ but it seems only death is realistic.

I wonder if last evening would have ended properly if I had been able to enjoy the sort of Christmas movie that I best like instead of the one I had settled upon earlier?

How am I going to get through this month, along with the others to come when I have this woman constantly abusing me as she does? It's constant guilt, guilt, and more guilt.

I had a poor early to mid-afternoon nap, feeling not far removed from an eyestrain headache. I don't know when my wife got home last night, but she wasn't here when I rose in the early a.m. to use the bathroom. I thought that maybe she would have to work the latter part of today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, but she returned to bed when I was not forthcoming with the $300 and had instead rejoined my brother downstairs to continue watching the latter part of an excellent action movie.

It is presently 4 p.m. Once she is up, I will be unable to bear the guilt and lying promises she will be directing at me. As I said, it is selfish abuse ─ nothing else. She cares nothing about how she has ruined my retirement, keeping me a prisoner of this damned house.

I did rise at 5 a.m. as planned. Around 7:30 a.m. it was light enough outside that I was able to see in the backyard tool shed to have my half dozen sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, only barely matching the totals of my previous three visits there: 6-2-3-3-2-2.

This time I could only hold a hang for a 30-count following completion of the final pull-up, which was performed between two sides of the very young child's slide ladder that I have laying across rafters in the shed. I do not have use of a proper chin-up bar.

I had to surrender the dead hang at the count of 30 because it felt like the musculature of my arms and shoulders might start to tear. I am feeling over trained, ludicrous as that sounds, for at most I only do these exercises three days a week ─ it isn't as if I am trying to do them on a daily basis, nor even on any two consecutive days.

I am just old. At the age of 75, I am essentially decaying from time's ravages.

Even the 15 slow full-range push-ups that I thereafter performed in the house on the kitchen linoleum floor were about all I could bear.

I never tried for a return to bed before my younger brother emerged from his bedroom just after 8 a.m. But I waited until 9 a.m. before joining him downstairs for some T.V.

When I was invited to put our Android TV Box to work, I led things off with a 38-minute video published yesterday to Rumble's Libertytalkcanada channel: Canadian Gov Caught BLOCKING Info If The Billions Spent On Climate Has/Will Make Any Difference.

Emissions Targets: The taxpayer is specifically being blocked by the Liberal Gov from key info about whether putting us in the poor house has or will make any difference to the climate...I show the videos. I also show an article written by an investigative journalist for the Financial Times about the scammy climate models that PIERRE Trudeau brought in to try to pull this off along with the Club of Rome and Dennis Meadows. Young Trudeau is implementing his fathers and The Club Of Rome's psychopathy that was already proven to be junk science.

The second half or even more of the video was a sheer snooze. I wish to blazes that Odessa would quit wasting viewers' time by reading long articles that we can read for ourselves if so inclined ─ which I am not. Her boring and self-interrupting delivery quickly has me zoned right out and I have no idea what the 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 she even read ─ I am incapable of paying attention. She has no skill at narration ─ 'snooze fest' is indeed the best description of her style.

I may have to quit bothering with her videos if she is only going to read to us.

I next tuned in the most recent seven videos at BitChute's Truth Provider channel ─ all of the videos were well under four minutes, and most under two minutes in duration.

There was a YouTube documentary I wanted to play, but I only use the SmartTube app in order to avoid YouTube's infernal commercials. However, of late the SmartTube search function does not return any results ─ the buffering swirl is all I seem to get.

I've been drawing out this post, and can now report that my wife finally rose around 5:40 p.m. I had been rather hoping she would delay longer and allow me time to dress and get away to do some shopping. Thus far she has passed by without saying aught. If she continues with this practice and betakes herself to the kitchen to fuss about, I am going to quickly ready and sneak off without my cellphone so that she cannot text nor phone me.

As for the morning movie I spoke of, it was one I had previously downloaded onto a thumb or flash drive ─ the movie was 2014's The Purge: Anarchy.

To my mind, it was superior to the premiere movie in the series, 2013's The Purge.

It was really nice seeing actress Kiele Sanchez again ─ I am not familiar with her name, but her natural beauty certainly stands out, and thus she has always attracted me. But I had almost forgotten about her, it's been so long since I have seen her in anything. I'd have never guessed that she was "of Puerto Rican descent" ─ I never realized.

Anyway, my brother and I are very slowly working our way through the movies towards getting into the T.V. series.

I have no idea now where I downloaded The Purge: Anarchy from, but two current online sources for watching it ─ as long as your browser is able to deal with initial advertisement popups and such ─ are MoviesJoy and even this link at English-Fun.org.

It's also at this RidoMovies link, as well as at this My.Mail.ru link if you do not mind Arabic or some similar subtitling.

Okay, I am going to stop blogging for today. I have no idea what lies ahead with my wife. I just know that she will undoubtedly get the $300 ─ it is all she cares about where I am concerned.