Note from the Editor:
Texas had always been an abusive hell-hole. Now it seemed to have the characteristics of a black-hole, as well; I was getting pulled right back to it, no matter how hard I’d fought to escape. Even light cannot escape the gravitational pull of a star big enough to classify as a black-hole, modern scientists say. I would be forced to become something greater than even pure light, then.
Driving the long route back from the west coast… to a few Texan cities up from the south coast… was a very upsetting few days for me. What other choices did I have, though? The military hadn’t paid me fairly. They had denied five promotions I’d earned in a row. And now their total lack of morals, decency, or sanity, much less honor, had forced me to let go. My contract was up, my savings were few, and I had to find some place to regroup.
Though always evil to their cores, my relatives still offered spare rooms. This was only because they, like their government and military, liked to keep people poor, dependent upon them, and close enough to abuse on a regular basis, but it was still free shelter which I needed while finding a vehicle of my own, a replacement job and career trajectory, and a way to carry on. I took it, hating every moment of the change.
I dreaded going back to Texas, and getting stuck in Texas for another set of years, more than I’d dreaded being transported straight into the dead center of the most hellish war-zones on Earth at the time. Deployed, I had a semi-loyal team, and we could shoot back at those who wronged us. Here, I was at the mercy of a much larger population of hostile morons, far more religiously fanatic than anyone over in the Middle East, and I was alone. Truly alone.
If that doesn’t sound like flying on purpose toward a black-hole, I don’t know what does.
…but the Texas ‘black-hole’ had another previously-unnoticed oddity about it; it was never able to envelope or corrupt me, and it kept flinging me back out, far and wide across and around the whole world. I’d later come to appreciate this fact. Much later.
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It’s time to touch on the unprofessional nature of the Society of Professional Journalists one more time. How can they keep such an adjective in their name when they publish sloppy writing, biased opinions, and outright fabricated events that aren’t even news to begin with? I’ve seen more grammatical and spelling errors, and mindlessly copied English-language flaws, that I did while growing up and going through high school. It is surprising to me that, with all those errors in syntax, approach, and overall structure, that anyone is uneducated enough to erroneously conclude that any of the content they put out is any better.
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