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What is Abuse, Neglect, and Exploitation?

What is Abuse, Neglect, and Exploitation?

That was in the text but not the title of some [there’s a whole lot of mandatory refresher and update style review, testing, demonstrating, and proving] of this year’s annual employee training.

[Be warned: you’re gonna have to pretend you know how to read code to follow the rest of this. If you don’t or simply don’t want to, you’ll need to rely on #ArtificalIntelligence #AI to help you out. Of course, chances are that AI was manifested, conceived, created, implemented, and made come to life, by someone like me. Someone who’s worked in IT for 45 years. LOL. ]

I work at a great [or really trying very hard to be] hospital, where like everyone in healthcare,

[single person, unit, organization, committee, subcommittee, focus group, lobbyist, corporation, initiating, defining, acquiring, executing, monitoring, and closing [see how cleverly I got the #PMI #PMBOK knowledge areas in there? Made you want to either look it up or salute, didn’t it? 🙂 plus all those other governing, regulating, overseeing, and simply interfering but not non-governing bodies [because the bottom line is, we work in #bodies. Vertical and horizontal. In so many shades on that spectrum it really is mind-blowing!]]]

I am exposed to and must make decisions and actions about

[in one way or another, to some end or another, for the purposes of covering my butt and being an exemplary employee, healthcare worker, caregiver, clinical team, administrator, organization or to be a good person, family member, religionist, neighbor, citizen, community, city, county [township, kirk, borough, parish, diocese, and any other damned subregional name you can think of. Go nuts here. You can entertain yourself (but probably not TOO many others – remember, it’s just who’s in your box and immediately adjacent at your share window that can see or hear you well enough to consider being entertained) for HOURS on this one.]

these three topics:

[you may not remember at this point because we’ve gone full stream of conscious by know and like anything else, each moment is only here when it’s here after all. The past and the future only exist in the now, which only lives in our minds long enough to die. It is our minds, after all. And everything else. ESPECIALLY the stuff you try to keep swept up under the rug. #ItWillAllComeToLightOrItAintLightEnoughYet]

Abuse, Neglect, and Exploitation.

But here’s the thought.

[after what seems to be an interminably long and protracted but likely completely unnecessary to conveying the point introduction, some of which might have been greatly changed by avoiding all the #ActiveCase #IOweMyOnlineLifeToTheElementsOfStyle. 😉 🙂 :D]

How you define each of those terms describes the society you want to live in.

That’s one part of that society, world, planet, universe, cosmos.

The other?

How much of each of those together or separately you’ll accept, tolerate, or condone.

[#ThinkingFaceEmoji]

Of course, to REALLY be #LiberalFriendly, it must also be subcategorized. Aristotle style, of course. Where would we be as an advanced technological and philosophy power on this earth without at least SOME Aristitotalian real-world application?

So, how you stand on EACH one defines your political agenda, i.e., what particular kind of liberal you are.

[Conservatives, you don’t have to take this test. You’re all the same, really. Anti-Liberal. Sadly, that makes you the victim in all this, in everything. Because the real truth is, NOTHING is inevitable. Absolutely fucking nothing. There is no eternity, no “after”, no up in the sky pristine alpine white (of course, paradise WOULD be white, right OMG STFU). You get a “bye” this round. See you in the championships #HoopDreams #SoLongAsMyTeamWins #TeamSpirit #GoTeam #NoTimeForLosers #WinningIsntTheBestThingItsTheOnlyThing.]

No exceptions. If you don’t tick all the boxes, you won’t vote alike. Not even on the same Democrat. Or to save a Democrat. Or to register as a Democrat. Or even LIKE a Democrat. Or an Independent. Green, Socialist, Communist, #SomethingElse, #NothingElse, #AmIAloneOutHere, #WhatIsMyFlavorAnyway. Or something, that’s for sure.

[So here we go]

Abuse: Drug, domestic, spousal, child, and animal, to start.

[Remember, you must rate them least to most important. Can’t pigeonhole you without that information. Next, on to]

Neglect: Personal, spousal, child, malicious, unintentional.

[Remember, these are all about accepting, acknowledging, understanding, condoning, observing, participating, and/or facilitating. Don’t worry, we’ll get to the Exploitation part later. Of course, how you accept that decision on my part ALSO helps define how and what kind of liberal you really are. Good so far? And finally…]

Exploitation

Personal, sexual [consensual and/or not], child [but also young adult, adult, elderly, etc.], race [or ethnicity], accident, intentional

[again, see how important your intentions are? If you think about it, it’s not really WHY you did something that matters. Because that’s the true benchmark, right? It don’t really matter what the law says. You gonna do something you think is right whether it actually IS right or not, ain’t ya? Damned right. Every time. And only YOU make that decision. Every single FREAKING time. Of course, MOST of the time you get lucky, because what the current [fleeting like everything else only temporary and probably not as stable as it looks] culture and “nation” you were pushed out into feels strongly enough about to adjudicate on, you’ve been carefully and ever so cautiously but firmly educated, indoctrinated, spoon fed, and weaned on. THAT’s your mother’s milk, ain’t it? And like everybody REALLY knows, there is no way to get that in a formula. For better or worse. #BreastFedIsBestFed 🙂 and also + , ]

malicious, profitable, pleasurable, etc.

[It gets darker, sicker, and more twisted the further you slip down THAT rabbit hole.]

So: you take your ratings from all of those, and it gives you a rating from 1 to 100. Now, THAT is a useful number. There’s probably a way to tie that to all KINDS of metrics to figure out what kind of person you are.

[person, leader, boss, gender, personality, intelligence, guppy, partner, child, parent, adult, sibling, co-worker, friend, lover, henchperson, lackey, employee, zodiac sign, religious nut, liberal, my heavens THIS could go on forever. No wonder we can’t seem to get control of politics in this country!!!! OMG IRL WTF #TheUglyTruthAintIt]

Anyway, your number. That gives you coordinates on the game board. Think of it like that, and you’ll still manage to retain some hope of winning. Of course, that’s an illusion and seriously only fleetingly temporary at best, and if you’re lucky, you’ll remember some of the best parts. Most people don’t get as lucky as the lottery commission would like you to believe. Any gambler could tell you the odds are in the house’s favor. Or there wouldn’t be a house. #RememberYouAintTheHouseYoureJustLivingInIt #ItAintAGambleIfYouKnowYoureGonnaLose 😉

That NUMBER puts you in the right #LiberalBox. Remember, there’s really only ONE #ConservativeBox [just anti-liberal, remember], but you’ve got a lot of choices.

[Actually you don’t have a choice. your number dictates where you’re going to go. Of course, you CAN change that number, but then you have to take the above test ALL over again. And whose got that kind of time, right? How about…]

There are a lot of possible end points. And that number tells you exactly which one is yours. Then you find out who is IN the box with you [it’s usually pretty damned lonely], whose boxes are NEXT to yours, and whose are next to THEIRS? It’s turtles, all the way down, isn’t it?

ANYHOW. Your box determines who you can and are willing to talk to, agree with to a degree, cooperate with, compete with, tolerate, stand, deal with, antagonize, bully, belittle, jeopardize, marginalize, and #AllThoseIZEGuys.

So how’s the view? What’s on the idiot box? How’s your world looking [either in, around, out, or beyond]? What books are on your shelves? That’s kind of way to #VennDiagram us to figure out where we connect, if at all. These

Books

[and the medium by which they are transmitted, be that oral, chiseled, scratched, printed, scripted, typed, voice-generated, completely computer-generated (there’s that #AI again) are the way ideas pass between brains that insist on thinking of themselves as individuals. Clumsy, for sure, but #YouWorkWithWhatYouGot, right? So the books]

that you and I both draw from (either from direct experience or via somebody else telling you what’s in the book [like sadly MOST religions] and especially the #BooksWeOwn are critical to determining whether you and I are gonna share anything more than a brief, fleeting, single moment in time.

And so we imagine, define, join, celebrate, reinforce, perpetuate, indoctrinate, educate and promulgate, our own special #PoliticalParty. As if that organization bereft like every other single other thing in the universe, is horribly #impermanent, #outsidetime, #transitory, #mortal, and otherwise #NowAndOneTimeOnly.

That’s why the world is the way it is.

How you define abuse, neglect, and exploitation. And why. And what that does to either you or anyone else. Ever. Permanently. Insofar as #NothingIsReallyPermanentOrInEvitable. Right?

Now back to your regularly scheduled program #AlreadyInProgess. See, it took MUCH longer than #TwoAndTwo to get through this. But it was worth it, right?

[Next episode will probably be about Worth, Value and Saving :)]

Accept what you think is love and make sure to give it back. Don’t settle for anything else, less, more, other. #NoSubstitutions #MustBePresentToWin #WereInThisTogether #AbsolutelyCompletelyIrreversiblySoYouMightAsWellBeWillinglyInterdependent.

Peace (don’t get me started) out.

[April Fool’s LOL]

#SomeStuffIsReallyImportantToTalkAbout #Resist #NoKings #NoKingsCrownsOrNobility #ChangeTheBe #MakeTheRightChoiceForAChange

01 APR 2026

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Gladrags and Cold Bags

Pop Hymes, drummer extraordinaire, Natchitoches fishing legend and general all-around bon vivant, is fond of telling jokes, particularly ones that focus on musicians in some way. For example:

Three guitarists arrive at a studio to audition for a band. The first one is called, goes into a side room and finds the rest of the auditioning band waiting. He does his thing. When he’s finished, the listening drummer shakes his said and says, “sorry, man, you’ve got too much loft.”The first guitarist is not sure what that means, but understands the rejection. He returns to the waiting room, and signals the second guitarist to go on in. The second guitarist completes his audition, and this time, the bass player grimaces and shakes his head – “sorry, dude, too lofty.” Likewise rejected, the second guitarist confusedly goes back to sit down. The third guitarist finally goes in for his audition. When he’s finished, the lead singer says, “Nope. You’ve got desire, but your performance suffers from loft.”At this point, the third guitarist goes back outside and joins the other two previous guitarists, who are waiting to see if any of them got hired. One says, “I don’t know what these guys want. They said I had too much loft! What the hell is loft?”The other two guitarists describe their experiences too. None of them can figure out what “loft” is. So they decide to find out. They return together to the audition room and say, “what is loft, anyway?”The drummer shakes his head, laughing. “It’s not loft. It’s LOFT. Lack of F***ing Talent.”

This reminds me of things my father used to say:

“You should probably sing tenor. Ten or twelve miles away.”

“Why don’t you take a solo? So low we can’t hear it.”

“You ought to be in Hollywood. The walk would do you good.”

And my favorite …

“You should be on the stage. It leaves in five minutes.”

© 2009, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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Deity and Single Parenting

Well, it started as a discussion about that certain part of the male hierarchy (and no, it wasn’t a discussion about Viagra).  And though it started with that certain reference in mind, the thought was expanded somewhat in the retelling:

“Unless you’ve actually seen your Supreme Being in the flesh, ALL deity-based religions are like single-parent homes:

1.  There’s definitely a parent missing.
2.  There’s no noticeable sign of support from that missing parent.
3.  Anytime that missing parent does anything at all, it’s a miracle.”

© 2009, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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Dear Kleenex

As of late, there’s been a commercial advertising your products that runs a little something like this …

A man with a shaven head (not tonsured, but completely shaven), wearing maroon robes very similar in style to those worn by the Dalai Lama, is shown during his daily activities to be careful about not harming the natural world around him. He rights a beetle so it can go on its way. He checks his steps to make sure no creatures are harmed by his footfalls. And so on.

Then, he plucks a tissue from a Kleenex box and blows his nose. There is a voice-over reminding us all that Kleenex tissue kills millions of germs. Germs, of course, are living creatures too. This puts a very worried look on the man’s face. I say man, but quite obviously he is supposed to be some kind of monk, most likely a follower of an Eastern religion, particularly as he has been acting with a Jain-like level of non-violence, and even sports a set of japa beads, not a rosary.

But all is not lost, the voice over assures us, saying “Thank goodness for forgiveness. Thank goodness for Kleenex.”

However, there is a bit of a problem here. So far as I know, and I have been studying Eastern religions and the myriad of paths that preach non-violence and “do no harm”, none of the sects to which the monk might belong have what you might call a “Doctrine of Forgiveness”. That is, I believe, a Christian notion. Where paths preach non-violence and non-aggression, there is no forgiveness, regardless of how small or petty the infraction may seem. There is payment due. It is called Karma. It is also, in some strange circles, referred to as a law of physics: for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. To coin a phrase, what comes around, goes around. If you truly believe in non-aggression and non-harm, you take personal responsibility for your every action, and do not seek (or expect) forgiveness. You expect a bill, and you are prepared to pay it. Even if it is mere, lowly germs who have given their lives to afford you better health, you are inclined to thank them for the sacrifice.

As one non-Christian practitioner who thinks that the beliefs of others should not be parodied out of ignorance, particularly to sell products, I think this oversight (and I’d like to think that’s all it is) is nothing to sneeze at. But it certainly has inclined me to purchase Puffs instead.

© 2006, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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If Not the Heartland

Just a random question …

If you’re not living in the “Heartland,” what body part exactly is your home located in? Does that part have no “heart”? Does the “Heartland” have no brain, hands, feet, stomach, mouth, genitals?

Or is that just TOO EASY?

© 2006, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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To Be Ambrose Bierce for a Day

chaste, n.

The state of being pursued, but not yet within the grasp of the pursuer. For example, it could be said that one is chaste, or in fact chased, until they are caught or captured. Quite often the value placed upon chastity, which is of course the affliction associated with the quarry’s unnaturally extended ability to outrun its would-be captors, is determined by the perceived value of the quarry as a showpiece once it is mounted, or otherwise preserved as a trophy of some kind. Unfortunately, this measure of quality is too often determined only by the pursuer (i.e., beauty in the eye of the beholder) relative to the more or less flimsy, variable and/or whimsical tastes of its own society. As a result, being a worthy adversary with respect to said capture is prized when the object being hunted is pursued by someone else, and decried as unfair when pertaining to the object of one’s own inclinations. But then again, such are the characteristics of double standards, after all.

© 2006, John Litzenberg. All rights reserved.

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Come Out to the Cherokee

Sometimes, it’s the craziest little line that starts off a whole chain of thinkin’. This one, of course, is not based in reality whatsoever; but it does beg the question … when IS that Jeff Rachall website going to be updated?

You think that I’m lying when I say I’m in a band;
this going out all weekend, you say you don’t understand.
And furthermore, you’ve searched the ‘Net but never found a trace
that proves beyond a doubt that I’m not lying to your face.

It’s not another woman, or some poker game I’m in;
it’s not long nights of drinking, contemplating ways to sin.
I know that country music’s not your favorite cup of tea;
but for our sake, so you’ll believe, please do this thing for me:

They won’t put my picture up on the group’s new website,
so I can’t prove I’m in the band if you’re not there tonight;
Come out to the Cherokee, where I said we’d be ’til two;
then you’ll know my word is good and I’ve not been untrue.

You think that I’m lying about playing songs all night,
and worry that I’m straying as soon as I get out of sight.
I’ve tried hard to convince you that my word on this is true;
but there’s only one way I know to prove myself to you:

They won’t put my picture up on the brand new website,
so I can’t prove I’m in the band if you’re not there tonight;
Come out to the Cherokee, where I said we’d be ’til two;
then you’ll know my word is good and I’ve not been untrue.

17 MAR 2006

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