BeginnersMind

Conspiracists gonna conspiracy. That’s right. I’m a paid deep state agent some days. Other days I’m Ben Franklin. Other days I’m Peace Out. Other days I’m McGee Return TD. The unmasking is complete. Wait until you find out that I’m Q.

Our president name calls like a 4 year old. What a thing to celebrate. Grow up Trump.

Enjoy life.

Spectacular. That was a great 3 minutes!

I got an ace on a 140 yard uphill par 3. I hit what looked like a ***** shot line drive off the tee that drove hard into the hill and it looked like my ball would have gone way past the hole as it skipped to the green. Because of the invisible green, we could not see the actual hole. Went up and everyone sees their ball but time. One guy jokes that I should check the hole. Sure enough. Probably hit the stick hard and dropped in. Bummer I didn’t get to see it go in. It was not my “best” shot but it was my best result. And for you avid golfers, I never play golf. Maybe once a year now and at my max before kids, not more than 3 times. Total luck.

You have a safe space to complain about it.

The North remembers. I call out the crap when I see it. Which is a lot here in the last few years since this became billsChan and a meme zone. I should just let it be but it passes the time some days. Other days, seldom sadly, there is an interesting discussion to engage in. It’s a long term habit at this point.

PPP is all about TwitterThink(TM) and MemeInsight.

Nope. The tweet is made to look like he did, but not even close.

You are funny. Not intentionally so. But you are. Carry on man. I’ll do something you can’t: I’ll not respond to your posts for a few weeks. That should give you a break you clearly need from your obsession with me.

Are you boiling a bunny for me again tonight? Get a grip. The world exists outside your narrative. That’s why you constantly have to change it. You hate when I call you on it. But I will keep doing it. I am, after all paid to post here by the Deep State. That is some seriously critical breaking news. I saw one of the lawyers pop in a Tic Tac 10 minutes ago. Do you want me to link the tweet?

Not photographic. “[O]ne of the greatest memories of all time.” He is amusing.

You. Are. Obsessed. I liked your theories about me more when you thought I was a paid operative. Remember those good old days? You do think about me a lot. I’ll give you that. It’s weird. You get off on it. It’s screwed up but true.

This chamber allows anyone to post. But if you don’t see the echos of this chamber, you’re willfully ignorant. This is billsChan, where conspiracies rule, memes and Tweets substitute for dialog, and insults are the norm.

That the internet allows crazy people to gather behind anonymous usernames and validate their made up narratives and proclivities in groups. See, for example, PPP, a one sided echo chamber. Plus Tiberius.

Yesterday. Asked whether he was aware of evidence that the FBI had illegally spied on the Trump campaign, Chris Wray said, “I don’t think I personally have any evidence of that sort.” He’s one of your guys, isn’t he Deep State conspiracists?

3 posts before you stalked me today. That is not counting to your reactions, but I believe in encouraging your positive steps. You can’t quit me man. You just can’t.

Congratulations on your fan: My stalker likes your act.

In my first few games coaching, I did this once breaking my own time policy. Frankly, I got into some game and so did my assistant (a mom). After the game, a parent, who has since become a close family friend, approached me and noted it. I apologized to the parents in an email and also the team (8-year olds...yes it was an idiot moment for sure). I never did that again. But a lot of credit goes to that dad for calling me on my bad judgment. We need more of that—he made me a better person.

I showed this at our annual preseason parent meeting. We all had to pick who each parent was most like in the brawl. Brought some levity and perspective. Sports is about winning. But the boundaries around winning are safety and sportsmanship (for fans, refs, and players). The minute those are pierced, the game is over. My families all knew that. Our travel team instituted a minimum play requirement but that was a personal philosophy that until age 14 or so, you have to give all of them a chance to play otherwise it’s just the early growth spurt kids who dominate. This made us play down probably one division from where we could have if we benched some kids but I’d argue it was much better for us as a team. Every kid bought into every practice and our team spirit was much better for it. The better kids often played more but no kid played less than half a game.

I wouldn’t take back a minute of coaching travel soccer. But without a doubt, the best part was the practices and the worst part were the games. The parents on both sides are tough. Luckily I got the majority of our team young and got some good advice. We we had a parent only meeting each season and through some good humor but also honesty, set forth a list of parent expectations. The first year required that we revisit it from time to time but after that, we established a baseline culture that the parents passed on to each new family. Our biggest rules were: 1) Criticize no one. Not the other team. Not the parents. Not the ref. Not the coaches. 2) Cheer good play of your team and compliment good play of the other. We are building up all kids and our future community. 3) No coaching from the sidelines. None. 4) If someone breaks 1-3, call them on it. I think the worst thing we would ever have happen was the occasional “come on ref.”

Trump doesn’t want war. Of all the things that would surprise me about things he might do, Trump starting a shooting war would be way up there.

And you think I make stuff up to “slide and divide?” You win Foxx. You win like a Russian bot.

Scorecard check. Chris Wray is one of the good guys right? Like Sessions? We can trust him to not be part of the Deep State?

So sad. All this unkindness causes so much pain. I feel badly every time, but worse when it’s kid shooters. We failed them.