People live in my basement. Different people live in my basement. There was a Turkish guy in my basement. There was a guy from Honduras in my basement. Last night a mill right came out of my basement and had dinner with me. All kind of people come out of my basement. The Kadizzle's rent out the basement when the occasions arise. The Commander is sometimes a little leary. Awhile back we rented to a serial killer. Not really, the guy was harmless, but had the personality of a psychopath. He paid on time, was clean, and not a problem, but his social skills were non existent. On the other hand we have met a lot of very nice people. Almost without exception we become friends. It is a good way to see the world differently. Young people struggling to get a hold on life, older people trying to make it.
Two groups make up most of our guest. One group are the people at the local plants for outages. We get welders, crane operators, pipe fitters, and just about any trade that travels. These guys have families, but have to travel to jobs to make a living. They work hard and put in long days. Some work midnights, most work ten to twelve hours a day. Unlike the Walmart CEO they do not get $8,000 per hour. They are trying to make it, and they work much harder than that Walmart CEO who does not want to pay taxes on his salary, or pay the greeter at Walmart a living wage. Of course Kadizzle has some good times talking politics with the people who make the country run. We rarely get CEOs in our basement. Maybe if a CEO saw what it was like to live in a basement and work twelve hours 1,500 miles from home the greedy bastards would share. Well they need their yachts, and third and fourth homes. So let's forget about it.
Why imprison you mind by only associating with the people who are just like you? Why not get to know the so called "welfare cheats", the working class, the welders, and the crane operators. Perspective is everything in life. How you see the world will educate you, make you happy, or make you depressed. Some of the best people Kadizzle knows could qualify as bums. Our basement is like a pinata, the door flies open and who knows what you will find.
Monday, April 18, 2016
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