It’s Good Friday.

Good Friday. They want you to focus on the divinity. I prefer reality, and historical fact to religious propaganda.

It’s another page of the same old story. Politicians and religious leaders conspiring together to keep the status quo, the ignorance of the masses, using it to effect control, exploiting the talents and labors of the unwary.

Jesus was no saint. He was a fucking radical. He was killed by the leaders of Israel, because he spoke out against them, and they feared a revolt. They feared that Jesus would lift the veil of ignorance, and they would lose control. So they killed him. Today, #GoodFriday is the rememberance if that day. I choose to remember Jesus for the Anarchist that he was, not the ‘Son of God’ they paint him to be.

Over the last 2000 years, his message has been repackaged by church elders and ‘scholars’, to be used to control and exploit the masses, just like before. With the help of politicians, of course. I choose to believe the truth about Good Friday, that it was more like the day they killed MLK.
~jg
#Resist #ThinkForYourself

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How Donald Trump reminds us of an important Good Friday lesson https://www.nbcnews.com/think/opinion/donald-trump-good-friday-warning-far-right-christian-nationalism-rcna24491

Donald Trump – The ultimate tool for right-wing radicals.

Introspective Thought of the Day

I think I spent a lot of time trying to be the best version of myself that I could be, rather than just being myself. ~jg

#justthinking #deepthought #whatever

Meet Jack, the Big Black Cock (Jersey Giant we think).

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

The Great Indoors

I couldn’t stop feeling ticks crawling on me, even after a shower.

Yesterday was about 70°F. First nice day of the Spring. So we took the dogs on a hike up the hill that is our land. The dogs had fun. We got some here-comes-spring exercise. Yay us.

Back in the house about 15 minutes later, I felt something crawling on my arm. A little teeny tick! The fucking snow just melted, and these little fuckers are already out?!

FUCK. Panic ensued, of course. Clothes stripped off, straight into the washer. Both dogs were bathed within the hour (because my sweetheart Navi is amazing) and both the floofs got their first spring flea and tick treatment.

I couldn’t stop feeling ticks crawling on me, even after a shower.

I don’t go outside as much as I’d like. Ticks are one reason why. They keep finding new and scary tick-borne diseases that can really fuck you up. Fleas and ticks can give you everything from bubonic plague to Lyme’s disease, while they’re sucking your blood.

Ticks. Fucking Parasites.

Indoors is my haven. When vampire insects hitchhike their way in, breaching the sanctum walls, I kinda freak out. I felt ticks in the bed all night long (there were no ticks). I think I still feel them crawling on me this morning. (Is THAT one?!?)

It’s warm again, but it’s raining, so I’m not even tempted to go out for a hike. I don’t know when the next time I’ll be hiking up there, but there will be repellents involved. Bug spray. Long, light-colored pants. Hair in a ponytail AND a hat. Then I’ll avoid the tall grass, and woodpiles and logs, and stay out of thicket and undergrowth where they may be hiding, hoping to hitch a ride. So they can kill me.

Or maybe I’ll just stay inside, and enjoy the Great Indoors.

Don’t ask me, I’m just a #GuyOnACouch ~jg

Jamie Gray – Musician, Writer, Fearer of Ticks.

To Russia With Love:

It’s up to you, Russians, the children of Mother Russia. Time to stand up and say Fuck No. #FuckPutin. Save Russia. Save Ukraine, and the world. You can be the heroes of this nightmare.

#OverthrowPutin

If you are Pro-Putin now, the whole world is against you. Except maybe China, but they’re still playing it pretty close to the hip. Both Democrats and Republicans even agree, and they don’t agree on fucking ANYTHING.

I think Russians have an important choice to make. You can be on the RIGHT side of history. You can choose to #Resist tyranny, like your Ukranian brothers and sisters are doing.

It’s time for a new Russian government. Actual Democracy. Time to truly be a world leader, rather than just another rogue nation, with nuclear weapons.

It won’t be easy. Doing what is necessary often isn’t. ~jg

Jamie Gray is a New York writer, musician, and thinker of thoughts.

You may disagree and will still be treated with respect, unless you do not show the same respect. #SpeakTruth #BeKind

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

Why I Hate Insurance Companies

Insurance seems like a good idea. You pay some money each month in case bad stuff happens. If bad stuff happens, somebody else pays to fix the damages.
But then it creeps into every corner of our lives. We insure our cars, our homes, our health, and more. Our lives.

Then the insurance company decides to cancel your policy. When they think you’ve become a bad risk (for whatever reason they choose), they can just decide to kiss you goodbye. Sometimes they don’t even explain why. That would make it easier for you to appeal their decision…if you can figure out how.

So, now you can’t drive because you can’t get car insurance. Or your bank calls in the mortgage on your home because they get notified that their investment is no longer protected. If you can’t find coverage, they can foreclose on your house.Losing your health insurance can literally kill you.
Some states have laws to protect your rights, and help for those who can’t find insurance at all. I’m guessing it’s far from universal, and if anything like NY, hard to even find out about, much less apply for help.

Which brings me to our tragic tale, which I think is important to show the kind of absolute testicular vise-grip that the insurance industry has over our lives. They make the rules, and they expect us to bend the knee. This writing is me, refusing to yield.

Welcome to New York (NY welcome sign pic)

New York State is a beautiful place. Utica is a wonderful little city. But the insurance company that shares it’s name, UTICA National Insurance? Not so much. #UticaNationalInsurance is a legit dumpster fire. I don’t usually rant specifically about a named company unless I’m convinced that the world needs to know just how bad we’re talking about. Oh, It’s BAD.

Utica National Insurance is actually a Texas corporation, so they are just exploiting the name (Utica logo pic)

A few weeks after we moved in, UTICA started sending nasty notes threatening to cancel the policy if we didn’t cooperate with their inspection. Apparently, we’d been ignoring calls from “Mueller Reports” that were inadvertently blocked as spam. Seriously. “Mueller Reports.” Oops. My bad.

It ain’t much, but it’s all ours.
#NoMortgage #OurFarm (Pic)

OK. So, we bought a cute little fixer-up farm house, in a little upstate town near Ithaca, NY. We knew it needed some work, but nothing major. We had it inspected. Everything was basically working, and there were no major safety risks. As we waited for the closing our old house, we made a list of all the things we wanted to fix, once we had the money from the sale.

A couple days later, the inspector showed up and I walked around with him throughout his visit. He was helpful. He pointed some stuff out. There were some obvious things, like a missing railing we weren’t sure was required. I pointed out a couple problems I’m sure he also saw, and explained how we would be addressing them. He didn’t test anything. He just looked at it.

He also asked a lot of questions that we, as brand new homeowners, knew nothing about.
-We didn’t know the wood stove was installed professionally, because it was here when we got here. One demerit.
-We didn’t know that the older heating system was an EXCELLENT system, with a LIFETIME WARRANTY on the heat exchanger, fully transferrable. We didn’t know, because we didn’t have it serviced yet because we just moved in. Two Demerits. Now UTICA wants a perfectly good furnace REPLACED.
-The inspector pointed out a small amount of moss on the garage/kitchen roof. He said it should get cleaned off before it becomes a problem, but it’s wasn’t that bad. UTICA says: REPLACE the ROOF. In the middle of winter. Demerit #3.
-We bought the house knowing that siding on one wall needed to be redone. Three windows in the same wall also were slated for replacement. Thanks to a leaky oil tank found in the yard of our old house during the sale, causing months of delays and lack of cash, this project got pushed to this coming Spring. UTICA of course wants all the siding replaced and repaired in the middle of winter. Demerit #4.
-There’s an old wooden Bilco-style door to the basement that needs replacement this spring. Water leaks around the door and there’s some seepage due to standing surface water and lack of gutters and drainage. The water dried up completely this winter, so it’s not from plumbing. A drainage and gutter project is the top of the list for when the ice melts and the ground thaws this spring. Demerits anyway. #5 and #6.

There’s probably a couple others I missed, but the point is, most of these are minor hazards at best, in terms of safety and risk. Some are blatantly wrong, like demanding a furnace be replaced or a wood stove be inspected because we didn’t have the chimney cleaned before we moved in (and because the inspection they DID wasn’t good enough).

Here’s the worst though. Two days before Christmas…no shit, December 23. I get an email from my agent. She tells me, she just talked to the adjuster from Utica. They want a whole bunch of stuff fixed in 45 days, or they will cancel 30 says later. She included the “Mueller Report” that I was required by law to get a copy of.

Utica National Insurance – The Grinch the Stole Christmas (Grinch Pic)

I reviewed the report. It didn’t specify exactly what needed to be fixed. It was just the report that Utica’s adjuster supposedly based his decisions on, not the decisions themselves. My agent’s list of items needing to be addressed seemed random and incomplete. I also told her that re-roofing in January wasn’t going to happen, and that UTICA needed to be reasonable on their time frame. I further advised her that I would wait until I got the official notification from Utica, and respond directly to Utica upon receipt.
I never got a thing. Not a word, from UTICA or my agent. Until this past Saturday Feb 26 when I got a cancellation notice. 30 days. March 27. Alrighty then.

So, apparently the 45 days have been ticking away, and Utica felt no need nor obligation to actually contact me directly until now. Why actually give me 45 days to fix stuff in the middle of winter in Upstate NY?

It’s pretty clear that they don’t want my business. They’ve been treating me like a criminal or confidence man, since they wrote the policy last summer.

As if I was plotting some heinous future insurance fraud or something. Which is ironic as hell, considering we were the victim of a fraudulent hit and run auto claim, and UTICA REFUSES to actually investigate themselves, forcing me to fight with the police for information that UTICA should be requesting, not me. The police inspected our vehicle (and found no damage) 60 minutes after the supposed accident. All Utica needs to do is pick up the phone and dial the numbers and talk to the cops. Ask for the full report. Nope, that’s my job.

UTICA would rather persecute their customers. They are going to cancel our insurance because the furnace looks old and there’s moss on the roof. Meanwhile, a road raging asshat files a false police accident report that 3 people in our car can testify never happened, and they REFUSE to investigate, putting the burden of proof (and to keep my rates from going up due to a hit-and-run claim) squarely on me.

Are you kidding me? How can they do this?

How can Utica National Insurance be this inept and stay in business? How is it that huge insurance companies can do whatever they want and get away with it? Because they have the biggest Congressional lobbies on K Street. Because they know we can’t do anything to hurt them. Because their profits are ‘regulated’ too.

Jamie Gray (pic)| Writer Refuses to Bend the Knee to Insurance Dictatorship.

Did you get here? If so, I love you. Thanks for reading my rant. ~jg

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

Bald Eagle for Thanksgiving?

If Ben Franklin had his way, we’d be eating the national bird ? every Thanksgiving. Or maybe we’d eat bald eagle, because Turkeys would be a protected symbol of America’s deliciousness? #YouTellMe ~jg

America’s love-hate relationship with the bald eagle https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2022/03/bald-eagle-america-history-jack-e-davis/621311/

The Bald Eagle is protected in the US, but I bet it tastes just like Turkey.

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

Uncle Sam – Danbury, CT USA