The Man, He is Again Me, Again.

Either he is logging flight hours, testing surveillance equipment manufactured by Sierra Nevada, or just joy riding.  It can't be the latter, because the weather on January 22 was horrendous.  Pea soup fog with visibility of about ten feet.  I guess these conditions are perfect for a pilot navigating with instruments, or with surveillance operators monitoring infrared or optical sensors.  That plane was up there most of the day today, flying over Vanstory Hills.  What could he be doing?  When I drove to my gig yesterday at the Gates Four Golf and Country Club, it was not long before that plane was above me disguised in the clouds.  I guess I should feel flattered.  Homeland Security is following me around wondering why I did not file a federal tax return last year.  I am not planning on filing one this year either.  I tried last year, but the online system would not accept zero dollars income.  After making a reasonable income in the cruise industry for over a decade, is it that unusual that one choses to become a care-giver in his family?  I am poor, so to speak.  I don't have much walking around money, so I don't spend much.  When there is a home available with a family member in it, it is paid for, and there is adequate income to support the both of you, is it that unusual to stop working for a while?  Certainly I do not want to stay this way, but as other care-givers know working a nine to five job and caring for an older person sometimes are incompatible.  I can't work a nine to five job, although I would like to.  It would provide me with a life of my own.  Right now my life is not my own, and I accept it.  I played my first gig in Fayetteville in over a year.  It was nothing other than hard work.  There was not much musical satisfaction in it for me, but that was okay.  I knew that.  I have written some disparaging things about politicians, doctors, and the government.  Never have I been involved in a terrorist event, nor have I conspired to create one.  I rant about the unfairness of railroads in the United States, and it is merited.  They are the most polluting industry of which I can think, including coal burning power plants.  What they create in the environment is inhuman, undetectable by most people, but suffered by all.  I feel it is the root problem in America and other countries today.  It is unregulated and unmonitored.  Good afternoon President Trump!  How does it feel to have all of those new lawsuits on your desk?  What an unkind welcome to the White House.  His position is unprecedented.  It will be interesting to see how his presidency plays out.  (I must imagine I am on a ship going three knots, loping above the Puerto Rican Trench.)  That is some deep water.  My studio is undulating they way my eyes see, but this is new.  How much worse can it get?  Overcast skies, no wind, and infrasonic pollution at less than one cycle per second.  I drove around today and happened upon a little Cessna sitting at Signature Aviation on the tarmac.  There was a fuel truck in close proximity.  It had the emblem of either the Department of Defense or Homeland Security on its tail.  (At least those Kingair 350's with the complex monitoring array were no where in sight.)  It used to be two of those circled endlessly above our neighborhood for hours at a time day after day.  What could they be looking for?  Marijuana growing in the woods behind VanStory Elementary School?  Child molesters?  Testing Sierra Nevada's equipment?  They manufactured that complicated surveillance system, and no doubt it is causing disturbances to our environment.   How much of the taxpayers money they are wasting on the snipe hunt?  Go home young man.  Go home.