Lifestylers

A social structure in this area and probably the whole nation . Is taking over the low income healthcare , and is almost like Orwell’s Animal Farm . Social media is a battleground anymore.

The problem with American poverty and crime has taken a back burner to the emphasis on social issues related to lifestyle and sex . The stories on news say the job market is ok while ignoring the people who have just given up + nor even counting them statistically to put better report on the economy.

The same social issues that were addressed 50+ years ago were never solved , they became a election banner , election after election after election. The nation debit , racism’s ugly face , abortion , cost of healthcare quality of life and housing / shelter costs . THE SAME AS IT EVER WAS ! Just a human bouncing ball thrown back and forth for decades .

What is it ? Socialist, elitist , fascist, democracy reinvented every election by every administration? Big guy rules = Oligarchy? The economy changes while America slept. Diamond dogs are terrorizing your streets and you are pointing your fingers in all the wrong directions!

I am a victim of a populist brat from the suburbs. He had gangster police relations, a corrupt father and his family has a strong grip on many social & human services programs in the state .

I was beaten nearly to death , based on a lie he told about me . My life was destroyed permanently in the early 80’s ,

I never defended myself against lies and let people who I thought were my friends alienate me . Believing , that anyone who is a friend would know me better than the stories my enemies made up

I got framed as a gay basher by this privileged brat and his coke dealing uncle started calling me a snitch and actually directed his thug posse to attack me , {this is another story I have already covered}. But

There also has been a massive takeover of the low income programs like Metro Mobility, public transit and the entirety of the state Department of Human Services.

This takeover is based on alternative lifestyles. I first noticed it as a mechanic working at the startup of Metro Mobility.

The person doing the intake interviews for employment at M M was a creepy guy who during interviews would get closer and closer to you , invading your personal body space to a point that it was very uncomfortable.

The guy who was responsible for the purchase of the actual buses didn’t know a thing about mechanics or vehicles. He visited the shop where us mechanics worked and acted like we were doing something wrong. Saying “ what are you doing to my ten million dollars of buses “

He was obviously gay , he seemed defensive because the buses were poorly built and breaking down , as they were not built for Minnesota whether and didn’t even have enough interior heat to keep disabled people warm. The electrical harnesses were not whether proof , just cheap open butt connectors and in harnessed wiring just hanging down under the chassis!

The people that programmed the dispatch system had no idea whatsoever of the local maps and streets . Drivers were coming back from routes crying as their clients missed the appointments.

The NATIONAL GUARD had to be called ! They came and set up in the unheated garage area next to our mechanic shop . The lead mechanic was not even an American he was a Irish immigrant just a year before and his idea of how to maintain these buses was pure B S , He even told us to deliberately keep the tires under inflated ! Making the buses wobbly to drive ! He said “ keep the presser low on the tires , to give the Buggies a softer ride and make it easier on the buses “

There was at least two lifestylers calling the shots in that fiasco.

In the social hierarchy of St. Paul the more alternative lifestylers that you have in your social circles = the cooler you are. I call them mongers ( collectors of LGBTQ associations that are just friends of cultural significance to show off as trophies) . And since I got framed and libeled as such , I will play it out , even bait judgment by prying busybodies, deliberately misleading them in my pursuit of real friendship

The rich [ old money] neighborhood that my parent, unfortunately, moved to , had a lady , the mother of one of my new friends, that got a couple ( lifestylers) to move into her top floor ,

They did fine job of restoring it and making a beautiful living area . But for the entire time they lived there the lady kept a nasty nickname for one of them .

She always called him Corky , and I cannot remember his real name because of her . When she would call him he must have cringed. One time as I was talking to him she called and he looked over at me with look of helplessness and surrender .

The relatives of the gangster cop eventually moved into that place and turned it into heroine den ( it had been pot smoking only but the good old gateway drug did its work )

I was stalked by a gay guy after I mistakenly went into his condo on Calhoun Lake . I was alone and just looking for weed or something. He came on to me and I had to get out , his elderly neighbors were eavesdropping and heard his demanding me to get sexual with him .

In my experience with the Department of Human Services. The worst thing they could have done , was ,

they destroyed my Mental Health Clinic, that I been using for 34 years.

When the. D H S took over , the Dr’s and therapists left, one by one . Taking early retirement or moving on , my Dr got some kind of back surgery and I was told she was coming back , but she never did.

The clinic was a mess , some lady wearing a ridiculous ballerina type dress was stomping around barking orders at the new staffers , a huge gay guy replaced the nice lady receptionist. He didn’t even know how to use the switchboard and didn’t know the names of the staff .

The D H S. Refused to let me see a Dr , instead , I was required to fill out a very leading , questionnaire that was stressful to just read let alone fill out . Then I was referred to Nurse! A Nurse practitioner

Now every clinic available to low income people is tainted by the DHS taking things over , there is always this nasty questionnaire shoved in your face the moment you show up , I refuse to fill it out .

That year my whole support structure collapsed, my benefactor Patricia B had been sick and bed Ridden for two years , and I had been taking care of her for free , volunteering to wake in the night to help and cooking and caring for her helping her change and in and out of bed , on and off the toilet , changing her diapers and such.

So my clinic disappeared my men’s group went away and my home became a nightmare after Pat died.

Lately I tried to get some Mental Health therapy here but there is a gay guy nurse practitioner ?? who immediately questions my diagnosis , instead of offering me a sympathetic ear . He puts me off by demanding my medical records.

That the old ( DHS ) clinic refuses to release .

I have tried for over a year to get to see a real therapist but have no luck , my health clinic is harping on me about my mental therapy and yesterday convinced me to try ARMHS , a second person even came into my Dr’s office to witness me agreeing to participate!

But afret I got home I took a closer look at the paperwork and found out it is a Department of Human Services programs , so I quickly texted my case worker and got on line to tell the Dr that I would never participate in any D H S program .