Tomorrow I will finish TTSOMLs about what happened in Canada and the RCMP guys who thought what was going on was bizarre and "fishy".
I had one take me aside to get as many details as possible because he knew something weird was up. I told him.
Then, I met some people from Ireland and other countries who were being detained--got a nice insider view of the Canadian immigration system, that's for sure.
After I write these TTSOMLs about Canada, either tonight or tomorrow, I'll move on to what happened after Canada put me over the border and why I made the decisions I made, to stay in Whatcom County, and how I survived.
Russ Radi said to me that the only reason I had "made it" in Canada with "insufficient funds" was because, he claimed, I used my son for sympathy. I told him this wasn't true and that I could do it on my own and I had faith in my ability to survive and be resourceful. And then I proved him wrong by not only making it in Whatcom County with a starting $30 in my pocket, but then making it to D.C. with only $150 in my pocket and I knew no one in both places, and I never did anything illegal or gave sexual favors to get where I needed to go.
I used my fucking brain.
Which is what a lot of people resent me for, and, since I use my brain and don't have to stoop to the levels they stoop to, is also why they want to say I think I'm "special". No one would say such things unless they were jealous and resentful. Like one Scottish man I met yesterday said to me, "People who are self-confident generally do not envy others." It's because you're secure in yourself, so you don't have to bully or pick on others.
At any rate, if I have a daughter sometime in my life, I am going to give her the name "Diana" for at least her middle name, in honor of what Princess Diana had to put up with and how I feel I can relate and can give tribute to the things she accomplished despite the hyenas and then, the vultures.
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