This is a parody of the Billy Idol song "The dead next door"

I can't say

why love fades away

over time

You come to me

in ecstasy

but love is blind

before love fades

I got mine

I think of you

how you never knew

how much I cried

I face the day

after you've gone away

I nearly died

before love fades

I got mine

before love fades

I got mine

Let me know in the comments if you have heard of the song this is a parody of.

I know you've been hurt girl

Like no one has before

You thought you were happy

into love had slammed the door

You hooked up with some player

and he crushed and broke your heart

You thought you learned your lesson

but now you're right back at the start

But one good apple

don't save the whole bunch girl

you don't care what I say

You'll still give up on love

One good apple

don't save the whole bunch girl

It doesn't matter how you try

You just can't find that one

I could give you love girl

Just like you always dreamed

but you're too scared love will fall

apart at the seams

You'd rather be lonely

than take a chance with me

When my love could

come and set you free

But one good apple

don't save the whole bunch girl

you don't care what I say

You'll still give up on love

One good apple

don't save the whole bunch girl

It doesn't matter how you try

You just can't find that one

"Why do I have to wear a uniform to school?" Chloe asked her mother.

"So, everyone knows who you are." was the answer her mother gave back to her.

"But I'll look like everyone else." Chloe protested.

"That is true." Her mother conceded, "and you will belong. No one will question you."

"I want to look different. I want to be able to express myself." Chloe continued making her points.

"No, you don't." Her mother corrected, "You want to fit in and be appreciated for who you are. No body cares who you are, they only care that you fit in. You can try to assert yourself over the group and when you do, they will not accept you."

"But how do I get noticed?" Chloe's pleaded.

"By fitting in." Chloe's mother answered.

"That doesn't make any sense. How do I get noticed if I'm like everyone else, if everyone's the same, nobody gets noticed" Chloe shot back.

"Do you notice people?" Chloe's mother asked.

"Yes." Chloe answered.

"What caused you to notice them?" Chloe's mother continued.

"They fit in." Chloe's found herself responding.

"If you want to fit in, do what they are doing." Chloe's mother advised.

"Okay, I'll try." Chloe answered.

"That's my girl." Chloe's mother encouraged.

Chloe was wearing a school uniform. It comprised of a white button-up shirt on top and a dark green skirt below and black sandals. While she was completely unaware of it, the boys very much paid attention to her as she walked from one class to the next mesmerized by the sway of her hips.

The boy's uniform was similar to the girls, they also wore a white shirt but instead of wearing a skirt they wore dark green slacks with black dress shoes. They were also required to wear a monotone-colored tie.

To open the school day, all the students paid tribute to their glorious leader. The state protected and provided for them, and it was their duty to show their gratitude. Through the wisdom of their glorious leader, they lived a life of meaning and service.

A huge picture of the glorious leader hung in the entrance of their school. It was the first thing anyone saw when they entered its illustrious halls, and it reminded everyone who was responsible for their prosperous way of life. Sometimes Chloe would stop and stare at the young, tall, handsome figure who risked everything to make all their lives better. He deserved to be praised, she thought. He had taken the most risk and they all benefitted from that. They should be grateful. Chloe learned about how greed and commercialism almost destroyed civilization in the dark times. Chloe learned how whole populations were discarded as if they were cattle and made to serve the whims of people who used their power for selfish ambitions.

There were basic reading and writing lessons and some lessons to do with math, but the part of the day Chloe loved most of all was learning how to cook. The glorious leader had commented on many occasions that the people needed to be able to take care of themselves and not being able to cook was a major problem in the dark times. So, he mandated that every person must be able to cook. Chloe didn't want to let the glorious leader down by not being able to cook.

Chloe also felt the desire to be an individual. She didn't exactly hate the uniforms, but she wanted to choose what she wore. She was getting older, and she wanted to show the world that she wasn't like everyone else. However, the pressure to maintain appearance were too strong for her to outright disobey, so she buried her frustration for the good of society. This she did daily.

One day her best friend Kristen, noticed she wasn't her usual self. "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked.

"I don't know" Chloe answered.

"I was feeling kind of down and I met someone who helped me. I think they can help you too. I'm going to be seeing them today, why don't you come with me?" Kristen offered.

"I don't know. You know how my mom doesn't like me being with people she doesn't know." Chloe answered.

"Yeah, I know." Kristen said sympathetically, "But I think she really can help."

Chloe didn't answer so Kristen tried genteelly persuading her, "I promise I will be with you the whole time."

"You promise." Chloe asked for assurance.

"I promise. You won't regret it." Kristen said sweetly.

"Okay" Chloe finally relented.

Chloe and Kristen went to a part of town that Chloe had never been to before. She was starting to feel a bit apprehensive about it. They came to the door of what looked like a long-abandoned building in need of a lot of repairs. Kristen knocked on the door. After a few moments the door opened, and they went inside. Once inside they heard music. Chloe had never heard anything like it before. It almost sounded like noise, but it had rhythm and a beat. Chloe and Kristen came to a large room where a lot of other kids her age was moving their bodies to this strange music. A girl noticed Kristen and greeted both of them.

"So, is this the girl you were telling me about?" The strange girl asked.

"Yeah, I think she's ready to join the underground." Kristen answered.

Chloe looks at the strange girl. She didn't wear a uniform. She wore clothes that Chloe hadn't seen before, and she was the only one who was wearing them. She looked around and noticed that all the kids were wearing something different, and they all stood out to her.

"Do you want to take off that uniform?" The strange girl asked. Chloe just nodded,

"Then follow me."

The strange girl led Chloe into a changing room. There were all kind of different clothes on hangers. "Try on whatever you like." The girl said, "hang up your uniform and when you are ready to leave, just change back."

Chloe started trying on clothes. She wanted to try on everything. She wanted to see how everything looked on her. It took her about an hour to decide but she finally did it. When she walked out on the floor where everyone was dancing, she felt like an individual rather than part of the collective.

"What do I do now?" She asked once she got to the floor.

"Just feel the music and move your body." The strange girl told her.

"But I don't know how to do that." Chloe protested.

"You'll get the hang of it." The strange girl answered, "Just try and relax." Kristen had also changed out of her school uniform, and she just started moving her body. Chloe tried mimicking her. She felt really self-conscious. The strange girl smiled; it was always the same, but she knew it wouldn't take long. Chloe noticed there were also boys there, but she didn't notice at first. The reason why was because all the strange clothes blended together, and you really had to look at someone to tell who they were. She saw kids there from her school and she saw kids from other schools.

"What is this place?" Chloe finally got the nerve to ask.

"It's a place to go when you want to just be yourself." The strange girl answered.

"Don't you worry about being caught?" Chloe followed up.

"There are worse things than being caught." The strange girl replied.

Someone came up and handed Chloe a drink.

"What's this?" Chloe asked.

"Just something to help you loosen up." The strange girl answered.

"Is it alcohol?" Chloe followed up. Alcohol was not permitted to minors and she had been well indoctrinated to stay away from it.

"Not exactly." The strange girl continued, "Alcohol is how the masses escaped in the past. This is how we do it in the future."

Chloe took a sip. It had a sweet fruity taste to it that she had to admit was good. She started feeling good and after about 10 minutes she started loosening up and was able to finally feel the music. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever had.

This went on for another good hour when the festivities were interrupted by a blast coming from somewhere outside. Moments after the blast, several adults, wearing the uniform of the official security forces, flooded into the warehouse and started capturing the kids there. No one resisted, they all knew better. Chloe was taken to a detention center and remained there for what seemed like hours. Finally, a young woman that Chloe had never met before took her out of detention. Chloe was taken to a room where her mother was there waiting for her. The three of them sat down.

"Chloe," The young woman began, "Since this is your first offense, we are releasing you to your mother. We know how much you want to follow our glorious leader, but we also know that sometimes young people get confused by their feelings. To help you, we have paired you up with another student who can help you work through your concerns. This person will help you sort out your feelings and provide an example of how you are to behave. You may go now."

Chloe and her mother left the detention center. For a long time neither of them spoke. Finally, Chloe had to break the silence. "I'm sorry mother for putting you through this shame." Chloe finally said.

"I know." Her mother answered, "Our glorious leader has given you mercy and you must show your gratitude by trying to mimic the mentor they are providing for you."

"I will try my best." Chloe confirmed. Chloe knew that she should have been punished more severely for her discretion. She was grateful that their glorious leader understood that sometimes people make mistakes.

Chloe entered the school building the next morning. She stopped in front of the portrait of the glorious leader. His confident, strong appearance gave Chloe courage. She reported to the front office and waited for her mentor. A girl was introduced to her. She looked familiar but she couldn't quite remember where she had seen her. She was dressed in the same school uniform that Chloe was wearing.

"Chloe" the administrator started, "This is Stephanie. She will be your mentor from now on. If you follow her example, you will make us all proud of you."

"Hi Chloe," Stephanie started, "I don't want you to feel bad about yourself. I was once caught like you were. I felt horrible and someone showed me the way just like I'm going to show you. Don't worry, you're in good hands with me." Stephanie spoke sweetly and smiled.

Chloe didn't answer. She was trying to remember where she saw this girl before. As they were walking to Chloe's first class, it finally hit her. This was the strange girl from the old warehouse. Chloe didn't know what to think.

Elisa sat in her room. She was lost in a story about a vampire who fell in love with a werewolf. The story wasn't deep, but it was full of imagery and emotion. The day had passed by fast enough and while she loved to read, she eventually needed a break.

She took that break when she heard a knock on her bedroom door. "Elisa, are you alright?" a voice came from beyond her room. She recognized the voice as her mothers. Her mother was always worried that she spent too much time in worlds of fantasy and not enough time in the one that mattered.

"Yeah," Elisa shot back through the door.

"It's time for dinner." came the reply and with that, Elisa got up and left her fantasy world behind. Well, at least for the time being. Elisa's mom was a decent cook and her father wasn't easy to please. Elisa imagined that the beef stew was really boar meet that she cooked over a fire after hunting in an enchanted forest. She had that faraway look in her eye that disturb her parents very much but didn't really know what to do about.

"So how was your day at school?" Elisa's father asked, hoping to spark a conversation with his withdrawn daughter.

"It was ok." Elisa replied. Strike one.

"Did you make any new friends?" Her mother asked.

"I'm not in preschool, mother." Came the reply. Strike two.

They both paused a moment. One more strike and they were out. The problem was they didn't know how to relate to their daughter. She had a vivid imagination. One they were frightened of.

Elisa finished her dinner and went back to her room. Back to a world of passion and intrigue. Soon she was lost in the story again. She wasn't sure just how long it had been but after some time she heard a noise. A noise that wasn't supposed to be there and it brought her out of her trance. She felt like she was no longer alone and the hair on her arms stood straight up. She froze in place and if movement would cause great harm to come to her. She slowly looked around the room and there was nothing there that wasn't supposed to be. While in the grip of this feeling, there is a knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" Her father asked.

"Sure" Elisa answers, still petrified. Her father opens the door and walks in.

"Are you okay? You look scared." Her father observes.

"It's a scary part of the book." Elisa offers as an explanation. Her father accepts this reason and continues.

"Your mom and I are really worried about you. You don't have any friends and you seem to get lost in these stories as if they are real." Her father explains.

"I know you are worried." Elisa responds, "But people make fun of me at school and I'm not really good at anything. This is the only thing that makes life bearable."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Her father sympathizes, "but we have to do something. Maybe a therapist will help this time."

"You know what happened the last time." Elisa warns.

"I know" Her father says, "Just think about it."

"Okay" Elisa answers. Elisa's father feels helpless, but he leaves his daughter. As the door closes, a tall young boy comes out of the shadows. He is wearing jeans and a leather jacket. He is holding a fireball in his hand like it was nothing.

"I thought he would never leave" the young boy says with an evil grin on his face, "Are you ready?"

"Ready for what?" Elisa's asks innocently.

"Ready to start living!" the young boy responds.

Kamala Harris has picked a Vice-Presidential running mate. The guy's name is Tim Walz and he is the governor of Minnesota. I saw a video where he said that the 1st Amendment didn't cover what he called misinformation. What that means is that your free speech rights under the constitution are only valid if you are saying something that's true and just to be clear, if you say anything against the current government narrative, you are lying and spreading disinformation.

So, the question in my mind is, Does Tim Walz really believe that or is he being stupid on purpose, and do we really want to live in a world where the government narrative is the only truth?

I kind of feel like we are living in a futuristic dystopian novel.

The news has reported that Kamala Harris had already secured enough delegates to become the Democratic nominee which means she has the opportunity to become the first female President of the United States (sorry Hillary!).

Kamala Harris was the first person to abandon her campaign during the 2020 primary. When given a choice, voters flatly rejected her. However, this time, voters don't get a choice to nominate her during a primary. It's either elect Harris or lose democracy as we know it (which considering how undemocratic our election processes are, might not be a bad thing).

If I were a conspiracy theorist, it's not such a huge stretch to think that the party elites planned this whole thing. According to George Clooney, they all knew Biden had some cognitive issues, but they covered it up until the primary season was over. Is that because they knew in a competitive primary, Kamala would lose? Then when the primary season was over, they force Ol' Joe out and anoint Kamala as their nominee. Is that because they think a woman can't win on her own merits and if she can't win on her own merits, what makes them think she can beat Trump? that seems a bit sexist to me, but I digress.

Of course, she could easily beat Trump if he's dead and that almost happened but that's not because some government entity left an easy shot any 7-year-old who knows how to fire a rifle could hit unguarded and told a sniper to stand down until some shooter working entirely on his own fired a shot at the target they were supposed to protect. That's crazy talk and it also implies that these people might be competent and if they were competent, they wouldn't have messed up assassinating Trump. Back in the 'good Ol' days, when you planned a political assassination, you did the job right. So that can't be it.

The media wants you to know that any attack on Harris will be based on race and gender and therefore should be flatly rejected. After all, shouldn't Harris be judged on something more substantial? Well, one person of color commented that she isn't voting for Kamala because Kamala is a cop, and we all know what cops do to people of color. There are reports that Harris fought to keep nonviolent inmates in California's overcrowded prison's because they were cheap labor, and we all know that people of color are overrepresented in our penal system in regard to their percentage in the general population. Now, most of those people are men and we know there is a subset of the female population that believes all men should be locked up anyway, so that might not be a negative with some female voters, but is it enough to put her over the top?

Whoopi Goldberg of the view let everyone know on air that she was voting democrat even if that meant voting for a corpse. She is also having a hard time that everyone has thrown Joe overboard (she must not have gotten the memo about Kamala), but that's another issue altogether. Loyalty is a good trait to have though, so I'm not knocking her for it.

There are women who think this is there moment to rise up and take power, but those women are delusional. Kamala isn't being promoted because she is pro-woman, she is being promoted because she is pro-establishment and anyone who is pro-establishment is anti-average people. Anyone who doesn't get that is stupid. The only people who should be voting for Kamala are those who benefit from the establishment. Everyone else should be voting for a third-party candidate (which will never happen by the way).

As we all know, Donald Trump is a threat to democracy. That's why it is ironic that he will be the only candidate on the ballot in November that was chosen by the people, like they do in democracies. The democratic nominee, however, will not be chosen democratically. Instead, party elites will give us Kamala Harris, the first-person voters rejected in the democratic primaries in 2020.

Let that sink in for a few minutes. The threat to democracy can only be combated by electing a person that was rejected by voters when given a choice and instead, is selected by elites. If you are in the Democratic party and you feel like your vote doesn't matter, that's because it doesn't, and you will vote for whoever the party elites tell you to in the general election because the alternative is the end of democracy as we know it!

President Joe Biden, for the good of his party and the country, has decided to not seek re-election as President of the United States. After the President's disastrous showing at the debate, party elites have been putting pressure on Biden to step down and this campaign has been successful. Biden has read the writing on the wall and as much as I am sure he doesn't want to step down, he is stepping down. He doesn't really have a choice.

Regardless of whether you think this is the right thing for the country, I think it is the right thing for Joe Biden. Why? Because it is very clear that age has caught up to him and he is not the same person he was. This is not a slight on the President, everyone grows old, and, in the process, they break down. It happens to everyone eventually. The stress of being President has to be enormous and that isn't doing the President's health any favors. Now, he can concentrate on his health and enjoy whatever time he has left in peace and that is definitely the right call.

In the aftermath of the Trump assassination attempt, two questions emerge that don't really have any good answers to them.

1. Is the secret service so incompetent that they couldn't secure a building that was identified as a vital threat?

2. Was the building not secured on purpose and the shooter allowed to take the shot?

The shooter had a shot that anyone with basic weapons training would hit 100 out of 100 times. A professional sniper was on a podcast and said that any 7-year-old who has been taught how to shoot would hit that shot. We have since learned that the shooter had been ridiculed at a rifle club, he belongs to for being such a bad shot.

There were a lot of people on social media who were upset that the shot missed (which is disturbing in itself) asking the question "How do you miss that shot?" and it's a valid question despite the motivation behind asking. The shooter should not have missed such a easy shot according to the professional sniper on the podcast.

So, with all the information that has been circulating, here is where we are...

The secret service is claiming incompetence.

Trump supporters are claiming on purpose by the government.

Those who oppose Trump are claiming that Trump organized it himself.

In regard to incompetence, these guys are supposed to be among the best you can get. If that's the best, God help anyone who needs protecting.

In regard to on purpose, that means that our own government tried to take out someone based on politics and that kind of thing isn't supposed to happen here. Instead of bemoaning the fact that the guy missed, everyone should be very concerned. Democracy is letting the people choose, not killing off your opponent so the people can't choose.

In regard to democracy, I'm kind of wondering if people actually know what it is based on the reactions I'm seeing.

Donald Trump was shot at while speaking at a rally in Pennsylvania. The shooter grazed Trump's ear and barely missed taking the former President out of the race. President Biden denounced the violence by saying that there was no room for that here in America.

The shooter was killed by secret service agents and one member of the crowd ended up dead according to reports. When the media looks into who the shooter was, no doubt it will be some mentally unstable person who thought by taking out the former President they would be 'saving democracy'. Several people on X (formally known as Twitter) were upset that the shooter missed.

I am sure in certain circles there will be talk of the deep state finally giving the green light to the nuclear option and that this attempt was by someone coerced into doing it by the FBI or some other alphabet organization. Just for the record, I am not saying this belief is one I share, I'm just saying that someone is going to put it out there.

The calls for President Biden for him to get out of the race are going to continue but he says he isn't going anywhere. He is the nominee by the will of the people and that's something he isn't going to turn his back on.

It looks like the powers that be really want two other people running for President. What lengths are they willing to go to make that happen? It will be interesting to find out!