Tuesday, April 23, 2024

who is hillbilly flyer?

Where did the name hillbilly flyer come from? (you didn't ask, but I'm gonna tell you)

I was raised in a one room shack with an out house out back, with my 5 brothers & sister, along with my parents.

That was life until I was 9. I am a literal hillbilly.

From 9 to 19 I lived everywhere from California to Arkansas, over 21 moves in those ten years. Most places didn't last more than a month or two.

At 17 my parents settled im Arkansas with me and my younger brother. We lived in tents & a small camper til we built another small shack, and eventually a small home.

My father and I placed every cinder block, salvaged every 2x4, hammered every nail.

Arkansas was my first "home" at 17.

At 19 my parents divorced.

I found myself living in a rented room with my two older brothers in Utah.

I had no education. My parents gave up on trying to keep me in school after the 3rd grade. I barely had a pair of shoes to my name.

Around this time I began having a recurring dream that would keep my nights full for the next ten years- the hardest years of my life.

In the dream I would always will myself into flight. It was hard. It took all my concentration. I often wavered and fell, but I always flew in my dreams. I felt powerful and free.

Over the next ten years I struggled with education (trying to go to college,) trying to find steady work that had a future, figuring our how social structures work (how to have, make & be friends,) how to date, how to open a bank account, how to drive in traffick, and how to find sanity with mental illness triggered by stress.

In these years I struggled with addiction to porn, I lost my faith, I was haunted by demons and kept company with evil spirits, I struggled to see reality from paranoia, I lost my opportunity to serve my country, I failed college, I got into debt, I became homeless, and I tried to kill myself.

Through all of this I still had the dream. I wrote music. And I had one friend who genuinely loved me, Nyrie. She saved my life.

Hillbilly Flyer was the name I performed open mics under. It was born out if that dream that gave me hope through all those hard times. It gave me a taste of what was possible and planted a seed that never died.

Even though my music never turned into anything, hillbilly flyer still lives on. I've abandoned the capital letters because I realized that ego was the source of all my suffering. At 19 I didn't know how to ask for help. I was too busy being scared to be humble.

At 32 I met the love of my life. My Arkansas princess who I met by chance at 15. Even though I only lived there for a month or two, she remembered me & I remembered her. We've now been together for 13 years and married in 2018.

I am learning to fly. It's still hard at times but I'm making good progress. At 19 I would have never thought I'd be where I am today.

I am hillbillyflyer. Ever changing, ever growing. Going up.

Tuesday, November 28, 2023

On Rumble

 Rumble... 

I have hopes, but they are repeating the same exclusivity pattern with features that Twitter did, giving higher tier access to select accounts behind a secret wall.

Streaming on Rumble is kind of a pain in the ass compared to the ease of youtube or twitch.

It's is forgivable for a small platform starting out, but Rumble is past that. How much did they pay certain personalities to move over there? Yeah, they aren't a little mom and pop app. They want to be with the big boys but have you believe they are just grassroots little guys.

There's a dishonesty in the way Rumble presents itself and runs their site.

You never got that with Parler for example, and we all know what happened there. Rumble isn't going against the main tenant of big tech. If they did they would be at war.

"free speech" is the brand. Rumble is the proving ground as to the financial viability of so called free speech. The truth is that they don't actually care what you say, and never did. They care who says it.

You see some of this same dishonesty in Truth social. It was too close to Parler, people sniffed it out. Parler didn't move to Truth. They came to twitter, now X, and that remains the distinct difference between the so called free speech platforms.

If I were to rank them it would go X 1st, Rumble 2nd, and Truth 3rd, in equal free speech for users. Yet even X has stated that free speech does not equal freed reach; which is that main tenant of big tech: control not what is said, but who gets seen when saying it & when.

Rumble has a looser vision of reach than X or Truth does, but it isn't unfettered. Access to advanced features of the site are limited by status, just as twitter has been. But when Musk & X are opening up their access and transparency Rumble is not.

On X you can now basically see a set of features and their price points. On X, if you want more access to the site and it's features you simple pay for the service. That doesn't exist (yet?) on Rumble.

Although Rumble recently opened up their streaming features to all accounts, it really is just not enough in the long run. The site is a jumbled mess. Features are missing. Features are hidden to smaller accounts without any info on how to achieve them (even twitch has that.) Hopefully this will change.

Hopefully I will see more as my channel there grows. But into what? To what end? Well I guess that's all on me because Rumble doesn't seem to have a long term path for their users. Their vision seems fairly narrow and short sighted. And that's a huge misstep considering they attract (and intend to) the kind of creators that are looking to a longer future.

Sunday, November 19, 2023

Woke movie reviews (not what you think)

Blue Beatle is genuinely bad. Maybe the worst written movie I've ever seen.

I don't care about "woke." It's not about that. (Mind you, this is coming from some one who stands my the statement that "Barbie is one of the best, and most important films ever made in my lifetime" and should win best picture. I am  not interested in the politics of woke movies.) Blue Beatle is just bad writing.

The era of visual story telling could be great. Blue Beatle could be great. What messes all these films up is the exposition, every time. It's like they 'draw' the story board first, budget the project based on those visuals, and then plug in writers (because they have to fulfill contracts.) I don't know anything about the industry, but I'd bet money that's exactly what happens with these films, so it's no wonder the writers don't give a $#!t about the product.

It doesn't take a genius to know that when your 'talent' (or employees) don't care about their work, the work suffers.

Barbie is good (even if it is woke) because the people who made that movie cared about what they were producing.

Blue Beatle is bad because those involved clearly don't care. It is just fulfilling a contract- checking boxes and moving on. They didn't care if it was a success, good, or even made money. The boxes got checked & the unions got paid. The product is of little interest.

Visual story telling can work. But when actors get paid by the line, when writers are built into the project, when directors & producers are all on retainer, there's little room for anyone who cares what gets produced. Scenes are overwritten, rushed, incomplete, chopped together... the only people who might have cared about this movie were the editors, and I've got to figure that after a few hours of trying to turn $#!t into gold even they check out and check boxes.

The movie would improve greatly if 90% of the dialogue was cut.

Sunday, September 17, 2023

Why I'm pissed. a rant.

I grew up in a world, & country, where things generally worked as advertised. We were told we can be anything, do anything, become anything if we apply ourselves and work hard for it. Maybe... maybe that's still true as it was, for some, but for an increasing majority it becomes less true every day.

Why I'm pissed all the time:

Although the "you can be president" line was never actually true, we understood it to be an ideal that we all strive for. Maybe you couldn't be president, but you could work hard and get close, and maybe- just maybe... It wasn't determined by how much of a sell out you were or how much of your soul you were willing to taint, or even by how much filth, lies, scum & debauchery you were willing to accept of put up with. It was determined by how hard you worked toward it and how dedicated you were willing to be, and none of that required abandoning your principals or beliefs because there was always another door, another opportunity, another group or company that would appreciate those values and your hard work & work ethic.

But no more.

For most of my life I wasn't able to "apply" myself toward any future. I wasn't able to do that until my 20s at the earliest, but by then one's life is often riddled with so much baggage that becoming anything other than what was already primed is usually impossible. And I was primed to be an absolute wreck of a human.

It's an unusual circumstance than, generally speaking, I've found that the only people who begin to understand are those who have escaped a cult or grew up in a 3rd world, impoverished, socially broken country.

I never went to school before college age, apart from a year or two (collectively) scattered across k-4th grade. You can't imagine the trauma of becoming an "adult" and having to figure this life out with no concept of how society actually works; combine that with an extremely introvert personality who is (non-diagnosed) on the spectrum, is dyslexic, and is suffering from several mental health crises like ptsd & schizoid episodes that devolved into delusional, psychotic, & dangerous choices.

Put me in an algorithm and more likely than not I end up dead or in prison.

I was suicidal for the better part of ten years. College & applying myself were low priorities, and really impossible for me.

Yet, I fucking applied myself anyway, and broke free of my programming.

If I were anywhere near the same 20 year old today I probably wouldn't make it. It's so hard to see hope in the world anymore. It's hard to see a future that one can build for themselves that isn't locked behind some social or economic barrier they will never reach. It seems to day that all the pieces in the monopoly game have been take  and the best you can hope for is to watch those lucky enough to get a piece play in futility because the banker is cheating, and everybody knows they cheat but it's their game and everyone wants to play. So it's sitting on the side lines watching the others have "fun" or nothing.

And yes, I know the monopoly game reference dates me. Kids don't play board games anymore.

But this isn't a game. It's life, my life, your life, our children's future, our country.

At some point I made it out of becoming what I was primed to be. I found peace of mind, comfort & hope of a future me that is successful and free of all the bullshit. Luckily I found all that before the world turned into whatever hellscape it is now.

It bothers me deeply that opportunities I was at liberty to squander have been completely removed from the thoughts of younger people. The ideal "we" all subscribe to isn't that 'you can do or become anything if you apply yourself' anymore, but instead has become some twisted vision where we just are or not, nothing to try for, nothing to look forward to, no changing of stripes; If you are broken that's okay, go join the broken ones.

You don't have to be broken. You shouldn't accept this world as it is. It can be better, but you have to make it so. You have to try. You have to apply yourself. You have to break down those hidden barriers and demand more of those you patronize. But in order to do anything, and have power over your future, you must know where power comes from in each given dynamic or system. You have to know the power of economy and your worth as a worker & consumer; but to learn that you have to work hard, apply yourself to what you do, be it for yourself or other, and do everything you can to produce the best product or service you are capable of, and then push yourself to become better at it. This is the only way to learn the power of self worth, the dollar, and the consumer. 

These three are what has been lost from this new world. The lack of self worth, the lack of knowledge of the value of the dollar, the lack of respect of the consumer and knowledge of their worth combined has created a world of static classes with no hope of becoming more than the cast one has been given. (And I say given, not born into for a reason. In this world you are no what you are born, but are what you will be ordained by this world to be. Be it a celebrity or a scrub, it is no longer up to you in any way. It is decided by those with power over you.)

This is why I am so often pissed. Not for my sake most of the time. As I said, I've found comfort and peace. It is for the sake of those born in this world I am pissed. They will grow up not knowing how unnaturally contrived what they will see as normal society is. Certain concepts that have been the trademarks of this passing golden age of humanity will be lost and foreign to them. Concepts like work ethic, costumer service, pride in one's work, ideals, innovation, breaking the mold, etc., are all but lost already to those who remember living with them. 

What hope do the young have when we who remember choose to forget or abandon, to stop fighting for the things that created the greatest age of prosperity in remembered human history? We are priming them for a dark age. That's why I'm pissed. And you should be too.

Wednesday, August 2, 2023

The 2024 U.S. Presidential Election: A True One Issue Race

The magic of a good salesman is to be able to offer you something so fantastic that it revolutionizes the way you think and present it in such a way of confidence, with credentials, that you will then ask the salesman to confirm the very fantastic thing he just told you.

That was Trumps magic in 2016. "I know the system is corrupt because I use it" was just one of his many revolutionary platform statements. When the salesman makes a statement like that honestly he can sell you anything. Trump did and sold half the country on it.

Fast forward to 2020. Trump was unable to sell anyone anything. It was now the Democrats and Statists that had the fantastic line: he's corrupt! And who did everyone look to for verification? The very source of the fantastic.

Trump was unable to overcome this regardless of how the votes turned out. Too many people were unable to care about 81 million votes for a few reasons:

For starters, Trump was corrupt, he admitted to being so in 2016. That was the double-edged sword of his magic. Nobody forgot it, especially swing voters from the Democratic party.

Second was the Biden (or the Statists') line about "the adults" running things again. People were relieved when they saw windows being covered, magic boxes of Biden votes showing up at 3 am, and pipes bursting- shutting down entire voting populations that would vote for Trump. People were relieved that "they" wouldn't let the con-man back in office to sell them again: because the real betrayal of Trump (to them) is that, as the 'outside' man who saw how corrupt it all was, he never delivered on cleaning out the swamp. Fool me once... and I'll abstain or vote 3rd party, or in the case of the Democratic swing voter who was still in dire straits since 2016 watching their cities burn, voting against Trump was a small consolation they could afford themselves, because they had zero to lose.

So Biden wins 2020 (one way or another, it doesn't matter because in the end it was the magic that made the difference anyway, not the votes.) So how does Trump overcome this in 2024? I don't think he can. I don't think he or his team knows what happened in 2020. Thus, if Trump becomes the Republican nominee he will be set up for disaster. He has already proven that he can't be trusted to "clean up the swamp" so what other platform does he have? "I was robbed" is going to fall on deaf ears of a nation that watched its cities burn, has given in to climate extremism, has record homelessness and drug addiction, and can barely afford to care at all. What is Trump selling us this time?

The only answer Trump can afford is China. If that becomes his platform (and I believe it will) he has a chance again. But will it be enough?

On the other side 2024 the Democrats have the same issue. They have been thoroughly burned on being the "adults in the room" and their great equalizer, Biden, has been proven to be everything they said Trump was on the corruption front in 2016 (and worse for them, with connection to China.) Selling Ukraine isn't going so well since so many Americans are just tired of nation building policies, not to mention the obvious fraud involved there. And stability of any kind, social policies, etc., will get them laughed at in the ballot boxes in every city in America.

So the Democrats have wokism (which is just a brand of the WEF, and a thin veil of Communism...) but name me a Democrat that isn't a communist or Socialist. You can't, because there isn't one. But do the Democrats have the base in numbers large enough to remove the veil and run on Communism? (I hope they think so, because either way, 2024 will be a one issue race: China, or Communism.) It would be nice to simply have these things out in the open for one election in my lifetime.

"Vote Communist" vs "Vote Freedom" seems easy enough. It won't be for many, but it will seem to be for most. Until the votes come in.

In the end it doesn't matter who the nominees are. It only matters if they know what the 2024 election is about. Trump has a weakness of making everything about himself. If he does, if '24 becomes about vindication of retribution for 2020, he is DOA to many voters.

The Democrats, whoever they put forth, will simply be the flavor of the week. The candidate will stand for nothing, speak of nothing, promise everything, and will undoubtedly be against, or for everything depending on the wind; but will ultimately be Communist to their core. They will be anything and everything needed to achieve the power. In any case they will be a magic salesman, of that you can be certain.

Monday, July 24, 2023

Judgment

If I am at all good it is because my father preceded me, and if I am in any way bad it is because I've ignored the lessons layed out be him.

At the judgment I will be his advocate for all the lessons I have learned by his example, all the hazards I've been able to avoid, and for all the pain he suffered before me that helped me avoid the same.

My father is no saint, but he has suffered as one for my sake. He's also no example of good living or moral fortitude. He is in fact a man with demons & desires that rule him, just as many are. Had he had no children there would be no virtue in his sin; no lessons learned by his example, no paths blazed through turmoil, followed or avoided. He would have no advocate of this life.

When a man dies he leaves behind his memory and deeds. He is purified by time and distilled into one legacy. That memory falls mostly on his children to maintain or abandon; his foolishness, his savagery, his kindness;failures; successes; whims & fits all are at the mercy of those he leaves behind.

With what emotion should we remember the dead? (And don't say honest- for that is an impossibility when remembering.) Should we be kind & forgiving, even not understanding? Should we be cold and practical, tallying them up like a scoreboard? Should we forgive & forget, moving on and not remembering at all? Do we have a duty to those who've gone before us? If so what when remembering, and what will be our testimony of them on our judgement day?

I don't have children. For that I may be judged. But whatever judgment made against me for having not, I imagine it is little compared to the lack of witnesses I will leave behind when I die. There will be no souls saved by my example; no lessons learned by the next generation. 

Memory of my life will not live on much beyond my final breath; and I will stand before my maker then, and He will ask, what witnesses have you of your works? I will say none. When all my enemies will line up to testify, there will be none to rebut.

Wednesday, July 19, 2023

Video Games

I used to love playing MMO games. But they all look and feel so old now... like they have been copy & pasting games from 2005 without much overhaul.

The newest and best looking one out there today is New World, but it's so deeply flawed and feels incomplete; beyond the visuals there's not much there.

I've wanted to go back and play some oldies that I never could, like Everquest or whatever, but there's no wonder left in those games, and they're just so clunky.

There are still some slick looking games out there, and there are a few smooth ones that are just solid games like Fortnite and Apex Legends, but then you end up playing the SBMM/"not" SBMM nightmare of a looter-shooter-battle royal. And while those are great for disposable time, they leave you empty, often agitated, and looking for something else.

I miss Star Wars Galaxies. If you missed out on the original release of that game, you have no idea what gaming today should feel like. It was literally everything all in one game: massive multiplayer, open world, pvp, building homes & ships, skill development was insanely tuned and super satisfying; it had career paths that required real time sacrifice of other in game skillz that were rewarding because others chose differently. Becoming a Jedi was rare and not the end goal of everyone because the game was balanced... Running into a guy (another player) of a different faction way out in the mountains and hearing that lightsaber fire up gave you a real life "oh shit!" moment that has never been recreated in games.

And then they gave up on it... idk I guess subs were low and money wasn't working out. Servers started being wiped, the UI was dumbed down, the  skill tree was erased and predetermined, character creation was greatly reduced, and everything was turned into that same clunky feeling that everything since has been.

The wonder was lost. Everybody had a lightsaber; no one had a house; pvp was effectively removed; planets got small and basically closed maps; it all just went to shit and then, just as quickly as it became everything in games, it became nothing, just a box with 6 compact disks full of what was forever gone.

Rumor was it still exists on private servers somewhere with an underground community. I hope that's true. I hope somewhere in the world, some one, and a group of friends, is enjoying it still to this day.

I also hope the industry pull their heads out of eachothers asses and makes something fun again, something that fills the player with wonder and joy, as well as that once in a while "Oh shit!" moment. I'd pay money for that. I'd subscribe to that. And I don't think I'm alone.

SWG was way ahead of its time back then. There was no streaming; there was barely youtube; the online gamer community wasn't so common as it is now, there wasn't the access or exposure that there is today for such a game; Content Creator wasn't even a possibility back then; but if ever there was one game designed for today's gaming community and todays content creator driven industry, it was Star Wars Galaxies.

I hope some one out there is building something as fit for today as SWG with updated artistry, graphics, mechanics, skill development, etc., etc. It's a billion-dollar idea, and the time is ripe.