The thoughts expressed in this post mirror my own in many ways. I was born in 1956 too. Long gone are the people I used to think were my friends. Evidently I was too outspoken on social media during the 2014 IDF wholesale slaughter of Palestinians in Gaza. I had previously been blissfully unaware of the sad plight of these people, and the newfound awareness shocked me to my core. How naive I was. I used to think that most people were better than they actually are. If only they knew the truth and shared it with others maybe the horror could be stopped somehow. Silly me.
Christmas was spent with my two sisters and their husband's (I'm single with no kids, a product of the sex, drugs and rock n roll revolution unfortunately). I had to be careful to keep my mouth shut as they talked about getting "covid" over and over again despite being "vaccinated" and wearing a mask on the plane, and the grand kids getting sick for weeks on end. I had tried to warn them early on to please not take the injections. It didnt go over well at the time. So nowadays I stay silent when the topic comes up to keep the peace. At any rate, I was grateful to still have them in my life and to be able to spend the day with them.
All my best to you and my fellow Don Jeffries Substack readers in the coming year. May we all weather whatever lies ahead with grace and humor as best we can.
Yes. Maybe we should all take a moment of silence at midnight to think of the hell that the Palestinian people are suffering through due to greed and corruption. We can always hope for peace.
Fully 70% of Gazan Palestinians voted for and support Hamas and their terrorist behavior. They are suffering because of their support--not greed and corruption. Peace will come in 2024 when all of Hamas is destroyed.
Happy New Year my ass, it’s an election year so it will be wrought with a shit storm of stupid….
2023 was worse than 2020, because another year went by and people are still going about as mouth breathers, one upping their neighbors, wearing masks, still boosting up (still testing apparently, for fucks sake) and nothing came of the tyrants deeds, just a slow march to the black swan event they throw in our faces, that they know is coming. Another year closer to the end of the shit hole, the United States of Tyranny and globo-psycho too, we can only hope.
Congrats on quitting alcohol Don, and smoking too. Haven’t been to a party in 10 years, don’t miss them at all, I can’t stand the average people we are forced to share our spaces with. I apologize for the loss of your brother, mine died many years ago now, he was 35, so it still sucks, he was my best guy friend.
Here is an example of the year we’re in for Don. Just saw a preview for a movie being released in 2024, I.S.S - this is epitome of in your face fear mongering the Zionists are using to separate and create fear in the average moron. The clips starts with nukes going off across the globe, as viewed from the international space station. Then it shows US astronauts fighting against Russian cosmonauts to be the hero’s with a savior radiation drug therapy/vaccine…
I too lost a brother, but a long time ago. He killed himself in 1980, at just 28 years of age. He was born on New Years Day. He was exceptionally bright and funny but a very tender soul who found life too difficult, though I missed all the signs.
I will toast in the New Year alcohol free, knowing full well the future looks bleak. My resolution is to live only in the moment. Loving my family and trying my best to love life while I have it.
I love your last paragraph, seems you have found the only answer left for most of us to figure out. Being faithful to what we have left is healthy PD. I am working on that, always…
Yes, Happy new year for the fecal storm coming toward us that some of us see.
I first learned of the globalist plan that we are seeing now in 1975, which announced it would be in effect by or around 2025. I don't remember where I read about it since that was before the internet, but it seems that it was some Rockefeller think tank prediction. It now looks like that prediction/announcement was pretty accurate! The prediction was a bioweapon attack that the Chinese have also predicted too. Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars, very similar to the Day Tapes, and around the same time. Neutron bombs were also considered to not destroy the infrastructure that they need. Nuclear war was off their table since the owners of the world don't want to be left with a radioactive wasteland of rubble with no infrastructure.
Those paying attention, saw and heard their announcements, and are prepared.
Those ignoring those announcements will be caught by surprise.
It definitely sucks watching someone you tried to warn ignore your warning, but I am guilty of that same fault too, which bothers me even more! I am my own worst enemy.
We are not judgmental, we are just sad for this fecal storm of stupid that we live in.
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Happy New Year! I enjoyed your reminiscences of New Year's Eves past. Wow, you're the only other person besides myself who can remember specific incidences on that date going back to '78. I remember that night as if it were yesterday. I remember vividly a year later, New Year's 1979, my friend (now almost dead from the clot shot) and I arguing with two guys at the Euphoria Tavern ...there was no way we were going to kiss them at midnight. It seems almost quaint now. I pretty much stopped drinking in the 1990s, so there seemed no point in going out.
All my grandparents were born in the 1800s, as well. I loved to listen to their stories. People in my family tended to marry late. I was surrounded by old people and foreigners during my childhood, which gave me a different perspective from my contemporaries.
I do read the obits daily. The death toll in 2023 of those I knew was off-the-charts. Former teachers, bus drivers, babysitters, parents of my friends...the list goes on and on. Mostly they "died peacefully in their sleep" without warning. In my close circle, dead from the Jonestown jab: both my parents, a friend from highschool days, a former boyfriend, a brother-in-law, my sister's best friend. I knew what they had done to themselves, so none of this came as a shock. The coming year will be shockingly bad. To paraphrase Bette Davis' line...one of the most famous from vintage film: "Fasten your seatbelts, its going to be a bumpy year".
Wow, Kris, we really do have a lot in common. Were you ever in northern Virginia in those days? Maybe we were at the same parties. Thanks and Happy New Year!
I didn't make it to Virginia until 1997. I must say, I found rural Virginia in June to be absolutely beautiful...especially the Blue Ridge Mountains. However, I stopped to use some roadside bushes as a rest room, and both myself and my dog (the one here) picked up ticks that gave us Lyme disease.
Although it will be a horrible year for the world, it could be a banner year for you. I'm seeing that more folks are mentioning the name Donald Jeffries.
That's nice to hear, Kris. Shadow banning makes it hard to grow online, but I do sense it as well. I hope it will be a great year for you as well. Thanks!
Indeed, I agree. I have hyperthymesia, and although I do not have an extreme case (I can't remember every day of my life, as some do) it's enough to be a burden. It is impossible to not live in the past...40 years ago seems to me in my memory, as if it was last year. It makes it hard to forgive, and friends are upset when you remember events from their lives, better than they do. It is however, wonderful for pattern recognition. Most folks can't lie to me and get away with it.
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I believe a generation is considered 20-25 years. All it takes is a few people having children in their forties, and you've skipped a couple of generations.
The Euphoria was a famous tavern/concert venue in the warehouse/train stop district, in the cesspit that is Portland. We had some wild times there. Problems started when drunk revellers would step outside to smoke a joint when the bands took a break. One guy passed out on the railroad tracks, and lost both his legs to a train. He sued...can't remember who won. It was lots of fun...but I do regret my mis-spent youth.
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There were multiple train tracks right out the doorway, plus parking was in the train area. One had to dodge trains when entering or leaving the area. I can't imagine a bar getting away with such dangerous parking these days. Between sets it was always chaotic near the entrance, crowds of folks smoking dope. I was not there the night the guy lost his legs, but it didn't surprise me that this would go unnoticed . People would be having sex in their cars during band breaks. Many nights I would pass out in my '53 Chevy pick-up...and wake up a few hours later, shivering and stone-cold sober (I metabilise alcohol rapidly). Its a miracle nothing bad happened to me at that place. Portland is, and always has been...a total cesspit.
Every single time I read your columns, I feel like I dictated my life story to you and you are dutifully transcribing it. I, too, feel at a total loss in all of this madness & my recollections of an earlier century are far more comforting than the present day incessant psychological traumas.
Thank you for sharing your feelings. We are veterans of a peculiar societal war that began long before we knew it and apparently will continue for whatever years to come.
I was born a year before you and remember sweetly those New Year Eve parties. Like yourself, I stopped seeing enjoyment in them anymore. To me, its just another day. And I became tired of the people who would become obnoxiously drunk, as in starting fights and ruining the occasion. So now its time to put up the new calendars. I also stopped making New Year's resolutions. But I do set goals for myself, like currently painting my bathroom. Yes, even on Christmas Day. It has to be done and since I am off for a week, may as well get with the program. It is difficult to look into the mirror and see someone you don't want to recognize, especially this sagging body. Looking at old photos of myself, I think, that was me? What happened! LOL We now understand how our parents felt. I cringe when I start to think where I'll end up one day, in an abusive nursing home where people steal your little but precious belongings. Its got to be better on the other side, Don, because what we've witnessed here in the now is worse than ugly. At least I hope so. I can relate to your article in numerous ways, but I will wish you Peace and Contentment in this coming year.
I didn't like the obnoxious drunks, either, Fran. The last thing I wanted to do was fight. I was happy and even more gregarious than usual when drinking. I agree- it has to be better in the next life. They can't take our faith from us. I hope you have a great New Year as well. Thanks!
hitting 60 soon if I get to nursing home level, I am hoping they just send in a drone transformer nurse to look after me (better still make my own) . I will own nothing, shit in my own pants, but I will be happy, a man needs a maid.
Sounds like my New Year Plans are pretty much the same as yours. Just my wife and our most awesome grandson. Twenty years old and so in touch with the real world. He is a true anomaly. I resolve to keep moving forward and staying active to maintain my quality of life. My old friends are too old and crippled to wander the local forests with me and for the most part are all younger than me. Don't give up. Most of them did. the battle was too intense for them . Never comply and never submit. Hoping you have a great New Year. May you and your wife be blessed with peace and love.
Donald, you are welcome to spend New Year’s Eve at my house. It’s just my wife and me. And if you can’t make it you can come anytime. It will be boring, I have to warn you. I’m in bed by 10pm. I stopped staying up to see in the new year once I figured out that it came whether I was awake or not. I’ll be up before 6am New Year’s morning, so I don’t think I’ll miss much. Thank you for writing. Maybe I’ll become a paid subscriber this year.
Oh my gosh, as I read your post I felt as if someone was telling my story. I was 35 in '89, married 12 years at that point, self employed, and working hard to live the dream. Still no kids-my wife and I were getting the most out of life, squeezing it as hard as we could! In '90 our daughter came along and 7 years later her brothers. I was 62 when the boys graduated from High School. I still laugh when I recall teachers and administrators telling me how nice it was for a grandfather to be there for awards, etc. Each day, week, month, year of life become like the pages of a good novel. Great times interspersed with the not so great times but hopefully a good ending. We are the last of the Boomers. Tucked away, relegated to older person status until we are dragged out, dusted off, and asked to help get this really messed up country back on its feet. Keep writing to express yourself Mr. Jeffries, I can assure you that any Boomer reading your work is nodding his or her head in agreement.
“The days I keep my gratitude higher than my expectations, those are good days.- Ray Wylie Hubbard
Recently finished reading The Fourth Turning a second time. First published in 1997 it is not a recent apocalyptic commentary. It has helped diminish quite a bit of my aggravation, anxiety, whatever! History does repeat itself and we are in the Chaos/Winter stage of our current saeculum. There have been 7 in Anglo history. Awareness leads to preparedness. Like a car accident unfolding before you not much to do but hold on and pray! Hang tough!
Several things Donald. As usual our thoughts about geopolitical affairs are very much in sync. I used Wikipedia to research your mentor Huey Long. Perhaps not the best choice but I see why you admire him. Those were wild times politically. A lefty who opposed FDR! But was he really a lefty? There is such a wide spectrum of leftists today but most are brain dead communists. Somehow I suspect FDR had a hand in his assassination. But what do I know?
Regarding brother Ricky. I too nearly succumbed to the wretched hospital protocols in June of 2021. I was very sick. Oxygen levels mid to low 80,s. I refused to sign a waiver allowing a ventilator. Hospital flipped out. I guess I was denying them the $39k but I wouldn’t budge. They called my wife saying I was delirious. She too said no way. I signed myself out with an oxygen script for home. Two weeks later I was cutting my lawn.
Sorry, I don’t get to tell that very often.
My wife gets pissed at me for feeding our two furry children fatty table scraps. I sometimes have to sneak it (she won’t be reading this). She thinks I’m shortening their lives! My reply is, “This is what they live for, it’s the highlight of their day”! They love me more than her.
Regarding New Years, well you know my story. I crashed and burned 30+ years ago. God pulled me out of the pit and pointed me down the road. He’s still holding my hand.
Donald, be grateful the Lord gave you a soft heart. He judges those hearts.
My New Year’s resolution is to listen to your podcast on a regular basis and get to know you better brother.
Thank you Mr Donald Jeffries, for this wonderful rambling essay about New Years Eves gone by and aptly titled Auld Lang Syne 2023 - I can identify and fondly reminisce with what you have written...
God bless you and your extended family in the coming entity known to us as 2024.
Your wife, your son, your daughter. Count your blessings. Parties are over-rated, morning-after hangovers are usually not. God bless you, Donald, you wordsmith you.
My friend Marsay lost her husband two days ago. She must have called me four or five times in 2023 to break into her house, his bedroom, bathroom where we'd find him in a diabetic coma so my 2023 ends in death. I am with you on your pup. I lost mine on October 2, 2020 and went into a two year depression. I would suggest you have the vet come to your home when it is time and let your pup go in her natural environment with you with her. It's brutal, but worth it. I'll be in bed tonight by 9:30 wake up and enter the war in 2024. Fight these THINGS to my death. If we lived closer I'd certainly invite you and your wife over. I'm sure we can find some music to stir up fun memories in our youth.
The thoughts expressed in this post mirror my own in many ways. I was born in 1956 too. Long gone are the people I used to think were my friends. Evidently I was too outspoken on social media during the 2014 IDF wholesale slaughter of Palestinians in Gaza. I had previously been blissfully unaware of the sad plight of these people, and the newfound awareness shocked me to my core. How naive I was. I used to think that most people were better than they actually are. If only they knew the truth and shared it with others maybe the horror could be stopped somehow. Silly me.
Christmas was spent with my two sisters and their husband's (I'm single with no kids, a product of the sex, drugs and rock n roll revolution unfortunately). I had to be careful to keep my mouth shut as they talked about getting "covid" over and over again despite being "vaccinated" and wearing a mask on the plane, and the grand kids getting sick for weeks on end. I had tried to warn them early on to please not take the injections. It didnt go over well at the time. So nowadays I stay silent when the topic comes up to keep the peace. At any rate, I was grateful to still have them in my life and to be able to spend the day with them.
All my best to you and my fellow Don Jeffries Substack readers in the coming year. May we all weather whatever lies ahead with grace and humor as best we can.
I can relate, Annette. The COVID psyop caused further fracturing of our already divided country. I wish you all the best, too. Happy New Year!
It went exactly as planned--for those that allowed the fracturing. For many---not so much.
Yes. Maybe we should all take a moment of silence at midnight to think of the hell that the Palestinian people are suffering through due to greed and corruption. We can always hope for peace.
Fully 70% of Gazan Palestinians voted for and support Hamas and their terrorist behavior. They are suffering because of their support--not greed and corruption. Peace will come in 2024 when all of Hamas is destroyed.
Turn off the TV, Tank. You've obviously had enough.
Tell us why you support Hamas....we all want to hear your rationale.
Tank - until about 20 years ago, I got my news from DaEveningNews. It's simply amazing what you can learn by reading....and reading....and reading.
Here's a suggestion - https://crushlimbraw.blogspot.com/search?q=Hamas+Israel&updated-max=2023-10-17T11:46:00-07:00&max-results=20&start=0&by-date=false&m=1 - a list of headnotes to articlesfrom DaLimbraw Library I've collected. Before posting, I read every one of them. I simply word searched Hamas Israel in DLL search window. You can do the same - lots ro read......and learn.
I was born before the end of WWII. I am sad to see what has transpired.
weather whatever, despite the chemtrails (that I blame for my poor plandemic gardening results, so far)
Happy New Year my ass, it’s an election year so it will be wrought with a shit storm of stupid….
2023 was worse than 2020, because another year went by and people are still going about as mouth breathers, one upping their neighbors, wearing masks, still boosting up (still testing apparently, for fucks sake) and nothing came of the tyrants deeds, just a slow march to the black swan event they throw in our faces, that they know is coming. Another year closer to the end of the shit hole, the United States of Tyranny and globo-psycho too, we can only hope.
Congrats on quitting alcohol Don, and smoking too. Haven’t been to a party in 10 years, don’t miss them at all, I can’t stand the average people we are forced to share our spaces with. I apologize for the loss of your brother, mine died many years ago now, he was 35, so it still sucks, he was my best guy friend.
Sorry for your loss, too, Eveohtse. Thanks.
Here is an example of the year we’re in for Don. Just saw a preview for a movie being released in 2024, I.S.S - this is epitome of in your face fear mongering the Zionists are using to separate and create fear in the average moron. The clips starts with nukes going off across the globe, as viewed from the international space station. Then it shows US astronauts fighting against Russian cosmonauts to be the hero’s with a savior radiation drug therapy/vaccine…
Strap in folks!!!
I too lost a brother, but a long time ago. He killed himself in 1980, at just 28 years of age. He was born on New Years Day. He was exceptionally bright and funny but a very tender soul who found life too difficult, though I missed all the signs.
I will toast in the New Year alcohol free, knowing full well the future looks bleak. My resolution is to live only in the moment. Loving my family and trying my best to love life while I have it.
My heart goes out to you, PD. This must be an especially difficult time of year for you. Thanks.
I love your last paragraph, seems you have found the only answer left for most of us to figure out. Being faithful to what we have left is healthy PD. I am working on that, always…
Thanks, Eveohtse!
Yes, Happy new year for the fecal storm coming toward us that some of us see.
I first learned of the globalist plan that we are seeing now in 1975, which announced it would be in effect by or around 2025. I don't remember where I read about it since that was before the internet, but it seems that it was some Rockefeller think tank prediction. It now looks like that prediction/announcement was pretty accurate! The prediction was a bioweapon attack that the Chinese have also predicted too. Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars, very similar to the Day Tapes, and around the same time. Neutron bombs were also considered to not destroy the infrastructure that they need. Nuclear war was off their table since the owners of the world don't want to be left with a radioactive wasteland of rubble with no infrastructure.
Those paying attention, saw and heard their announcements, and are prepared.
Those ignoring those announcements will be caught by surprise.
It definitely sucks watching someone you tried to warn ignore your warning, but I am guilty of that same fault too, which bothers me even more! I am my own worst enemy.
We are not judgmental, we are just sad for this fecal storm of stupid that we live in.
Happy New Year! I enjoyed your reminiscences of New Year's Eves past. Wow, you're the only other person besides myself who can remember specific incidences on that date going back to '78. I remember that night as if it were yesterday. I remember vividly a year later, New Year's 1979, my friend (now almost dead from the clot shot) and I arguing with two guys at the Euphoria Tavern ...there was no way we were going to kiss them at midnight. It seems almost quaint now. I pretty much stopped drinking in the 1990s, so there seemed no point in going out.
All my grandparents were born in the 1800s, as well. I loved to listen to their stories. People in my family tended to marry late. I was surrounded by old people and foreigners during my childhood, which gave me a different perspective from my contemporaries.
I do read the obits daily. The death toll in 2023 of those I knew was off-the-charts. Former teachers, bus drivers, babysitters, parents of my friends...the list goes on and on. Mostly they "died peacefully in their sleep" without warning. In my close circle, dead from the Jonestown jab: both my parents, a friend from highschool days, a former boyfriend, a brother-in-law, my sister's best friend. I knew what they had done to themselves, so none of this came as a shock. The coming year will be shockingly bad. To paraphrase Bette Davis' line...one of the most famous from vintage film: "Fasten your seatbelts, its going to be a bumpy year".
Wow, Kris, we really do have a lot in common. Were you ever in northern Virginia in those days? Maybe we were at the same parties. Thanks and Happy New Year!
I didn't make it to Virginia until 1997. I must say, I found rural Virginia in June to be absolutely beautiful...especially the Blue Ridge Mountains. However, I stopped to use some roadside bushes as a rest room, and both myself and my dog (the one here) picked up ticks that gave us Lyme disease.
Although it will be a horrible year for the world, it could be a banner year for you. I'm seeing that more folks are mentioning the name Donald Jeffries.
That's nice to hear, Kris. Shadow banning makes it hard to grow online, but I do sense it as well. I hope it will be a great year for you as well. Thanks!
The problem with an excellent memory is you can always remember the stupid things you did.
Indeed, I agree. I have hyperthymesia, and although I do not have an extreme case (I can't remember every day of my life, as some do) it's enough to be a burden. It is impossible to not live in the past...40 years ago seems to me in my memory, as if it was last year. It makes it hard to forgive, and friends are upset when you remember events from their lives, better than they do. It is however, wonderful for pattern recognition. Most folks can't lie to me and get away with it.
Wow. Like Marilu Henner.
Better reason to wish for Donald's time machine. (Paradox be damned!)
Kris: There's really a place called the Euphoria Tavern? That is hilarious!
"Hi barkeep. I'll have a bottle of Euphoria."
"We are out of Euphoria. How about a bottle of Feliciano?"
I believe a generation is considered 20-25 years. All it takes is a few people having children in their forties, and you've skipped a couple of generations.
The Euphoria was a famous tavern/concert venue in the warehouse/train stop district, in the cesspit that is Portland. We had some wild times there. Problems started when drunk revellers would step outside to smoke a joint when the bands took a break. One guy passed out on the railroad tracks, and lost both his legs to a train. He sued...can't remember who won. It was lots of fun...but I do regret my mis-spent youth.
Kris: The genes wear out as one gets older. My first wife was born to a 41 year old mother and 43 year old father. Yikes! Not good.
Why didn't someone pull the passed out guy off of the RR tracks? Why would anyone pass out on RR tracks? They aren't comfortable.
My youth ended early with kids in diapers.
There were multiple train tracks right out the doorway, plus parking was in the train area. One had to dodge trains when entering or leaving the area. I can't imagine a bar getting away with such dangerous parking these days. Between sets it was always chaotic near the entrance, crowds of folks smoking dope. I was not there the night the guy lost his legs, but it didn't surprise me that this would go unnoticed . People would be having sex in their cars during band breaks. Many nights I would pass out in my '53 Chevy pick-up...and wake up a few hours later, shivering and stone-cold sober (I metabilise alcohol rapidly). Its a miracle nothing bad happened to me at that place. Portland is, and always has been...a total cesspit.
Kris: I had a 1950 Chevy pickup and after that a '53 Studebaker pickup in South Dakota. Good memories.
As a man who lived in the Seattle area for 25 years, I've always disliked Portland, Oregon.
Kris: My great grandparents were born in the 1800s. How long does it take for the testicles to drop in your family? (just kidding).
Every single time I read your columns, I feel like I dictated my life story to you and you are dutifully transcribing it. I, too, feel at a total loss in all of this madness & my recollections of an earlier century are far more comforting than the present day incessant psychological traumas.
Thank you for sharing your feelings. We are veterans of a peculiar societal war that began long before we knew it and apparently will continue for whatever years to come.
I'm gratified that my writing resonates with you, mia. Thanks!
Come Shiloh!
Ring Out, Wild Bells
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Love that classic poetry, Gwyneth. Thanks!
I woke up today with those lines running through my mind...what a coinkydink.
I was born a year before you and remember sweetly those New Year Eve parties. Like yourself, I stopped seeing enjoyment in them anymore. To me, its just another day. And I became tired of the people who would become obnoxiously drunk, as in starting fights and ruining the occasion. So now its time to put up the new calendars. I also stopped making New Year's resolutions. But I do set goals for myself, like currently painting my bathroom. Yes, even on Christmas Day. It has to be done and since I am off for a week, may as well get with the program. It is difficult to look into the mirror and see someone you don't want to recognize, especially this sagging body. Looking at old photos of myself, I think, that was me? What happened! LOL We now understand how our parents felt. I cringe when I start to think where I'll end up one day, in an abusive nursing home where people steal your little but precious belongings. Its got to be better on the other side, Don, because what we've witnessed here in the now is worse than ugly. At least I hope so. I can relate to your article in numerous ways, but I will wish you Peace and Contentment in this coming year.
I didn't like the obnoxious drunks, either, Fran. The last thing I wanted to do was fight. I was happy and even more gregarious than usual when drinking. I agree- it has to be better in the next life. They can't take our faith from us. I hope you have a great New Year as well. Thanks!
hitting 60 soon if I get to nursing home level, I am hoping they just send in a drone transformer nurse to look after me (better still make my own) . I will own nothing, shit in my own pants, but I will be happy, a man needs a maid.
Isn't that why men get married? LOL
Thank you Donald. This passage in the Bible explains why we feel much the same as you:
For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
Ecclesiastes 1:18
God bless you and your family!
So true, Michael. As the poet wrote, Where ignorance is bliss, tis folly to be wise. Thanks and God bless you, too!
Sounds like my New Year Plans are pretty much the same as yours. Just my wife and our most awesome grandson. Twenty years old and so in touch with the real world. He is a true anomaly. I resolve to keep moving forward and staying active to maintain my quality of life. My old friends are too old and crippled to wander the local forests with me and for the most part are all younger than me. Don't give up. Most of them did. the battle was too intense for them . Never comply and never submit. Hoping you have a great New Year. May you and your wife be blessed with peace and love.
Thanks, Peter- same to you!
Donald, you are welcome to spend New Year’s Eve at my house. It’s just my wife and me. And if you can’t make it you can come anytime. It will be boring, I have to warn you. I’m in bed by 10pm. I stopped staying up to see in the new year once I figured out that it came whether I was awake or not. I’ll be up before 6am New Year’s morning, so I don’t think I’ll miss much. Thank you for writing. Maybe I’ll become a paid subscriber this year.
Thanks for the invite, Michael. Happy New Year!
Yes, growing old is not for the faint of heart, especially with the current situation in the United States.
True, my friend. Thanks.
Oh my gosh, as I read your post I felt as if someone was telling my story. I was 35 in '89, married 12 years at that point, self employed, and working hard to live the dream. Still no kids-my wife and I were getting the most out of life, squeezing it as hard as we could! In '90 our daughter came along and 7 years later her brothers. I was 62 when the boys graduated from High School. I still laugh when I recall teachers and administrators telling me how nice it was for a grandfather to be there for awards, etc. Each day, week, month, year of life become like the pages of a good novel. Great times interspersed with the not so great times but hopefully a good ending. We are the last of the Boomers. Tucked away, relegated to older person status until we are dragged out, dusted off, and asked to help get this really messed up country back on its feet. Keep writing to express yourself Mr. Jeffries, I can assure you that any Boomer reading your work is nodding his or her head in agreement.
“The days I keep my gratitude higher than my expectations, those are good days.- Ray Wylie Hubbard
I appreciate hearing this, Eric. Thanks!
Recently finished reading The Fourth Turning a second time. First published in 1997 it is not a recent apocalyptic commentary. It has helped diminish quite a bit of my aggravation, anxiety, whatever! History does repeat itself and we are in the Chaos/Winter stage of our current saeculum. There have been 7 in Anglo history. Awareness leads to preparedness. Like a car accident unfolding before you not much to do but hold on and pray! Hang tough!
Several things Donald. As usual our thoughts about geopolitical affairs are very much in sync. I used Wikipedia to research your mentor Huey Long. Perhaps not the best choice but I see why you admire him. Those were wild times politically. A lefty who opposed FDR! But was he really a lefty? There is such a wide spectrum of leftists today but most are brain dead communists. Somehow I suspect FDR had a hand in his assassination. But what do I know?
Regarding brother Ricky. I too nearly succumbed to the wretched hospital protocols in June of 2021. I was very sick. Oxygen levels mid to low 80,s. I refused to sign a waiver allowing a ventilator. Hospital flipped out. I guess I was denying them the $39k but I wouldn’t budge. They called my wife saying I was delirious. She too said no way. I signed myself out with an oxygen script for home. Two weeks later I was cutting my lawn.
Sorry, I don’t get to tell that very often.
My wife gets pissed at me for feeding our two furry children fatty table scraps. I sometimes have to sneak it (she won’t be reading this). She thinks I’m shortening their lives! My reply is, “This is what they live for, it’s the highlight of their day”! They love me more than her.
Regarding New Years, well you know my story. I crashed and burned 30+ years ago. God pulled me out of the pit and pointed me down the road. He’s still holding my hand.
Donald, be grateful the Lord gave you a soft heart. He judges those hearts.
My New Year’s resolution is to listen to your podcast on a regular basis and get to know you better brother.
DK
Your kind words mean a lot to me, Dennis. I'm glad you avoided the tragic fate of my brother and far too many others. Thanks and Happy New Year!
The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Die-On / just came to mind.
Thank you Mr Donald Jeffries, for this wonderful rambling essay about New Years Eves gone by and aptly titled Auld Lang Syne 2023 - I can identify and fondly reminisce with what you have written...
God bless you and your extended family in the coming entity known to us as 2024.
Pax vobiscum.
I appreciate the kind words, Awaken. God bless you, too! Thanks!
Your wife, your son, your daughter. Count your blessings. Parties are over-rated, morning-after hangovers are usually not. God bless you, Donald, you wordsmith you.
I am absolutely blessed. Those times were fun, but they were transitory. Family is everlasting. Thanks, Martin!
I like your ribbon. It’s the kind that cannot be bought, only earned.
Thanks. '65-'66. I like your handle.
My friend Marsay lost her husband two days ago. She must have called me four or five times in 2023 to break into her house, his bedroom, bathroom where we'd find him in a diabetic coma so my 2023 ends in death. I am with you on your pup. I lost mine on October 2, 2020 and went into a two year depression. I would suggest you have the vet come to your home when it is time and let your pup go in her natural environment with you with her. It's brutal, but worth it. I'll be in bed tonight by 9:30 wake up and enter the war in 2024. Fight these THINGS to my death. If we lived closer I'd certainly invite you and your wife over. I'm sure we can find some music to stir up fun memories in our youth.
If I lived closer, I'd be there, Mike. Thanks!
Open invite.
Covid Slaves
Two thousand twenty was a wasted year
Globalist tyrants caused panic and fear
They used controlled media to spread the covid lie
Unless you follow orders you're all going to die
That's the cover story for their real intentions
World depopulation and an end to free nations
They create a crisis to command your attention
Their latest psychological operation
Tyrants know as long as they can keep you afraid
They control your mind and can keep you enslaved
Under color of law they gave unlawful orders
Wear a mask, keep your distance - forms of mental torture
Deny the breath of life with a false excuse
Making children wear masks is child abuse
A fake test caused false positives reported
Cases and death tolls inflated and distorted
Lockdowns, shutdowns government handouts
Destroying livelihoods - middle class bombed out
Tyrants know as long as they can keep you afraid
They control your mind and can keep you enslaved
The mask is a muzzle - covid is a flu
The weak and old die from it - ain't nothing new
There's something's going on - not what you've been told
They blame it on a virus - but it's all mind control
Rulers manipulate minds of populations
Big Tech empowers fake news manipulations
They want to end your freedom - depending on the state
You better learn some history - before it's too late
Tyrants know as long as they can keep you afraid
They control your mind and can keep you enslaved
They keep you afraid to keep you a slave
https://markyoungguitar.com/music/covid_slaves.mp3
(See: issuesoutline.org/#covid19fraud)
“Fear is the mind killer” Frank Herbert, Dune
Thank you Donald for being a fearless truthseeker and fellowship builder. Let’s carry the Spirit of Christmas all year in 2024.
Well put, Mark. Thanks!