Newsletter for January 31, 2025

It’s all your fault LOL

Blame Game...

I’m heartbroken for everyone affected by the tragic crash on Wednesday night in Washington, D.C. It’s just devastating—something that shouldn’t have happened. But let’s be honest—how many accidents in life could have been avoided? Even slipping on black ice in your own driveway can be prevented if you take a moment to scatter rock salt or tread carefully. Hindsight is always 20/20.

Every accident in life has the potential to be avoided. That’s a fact. But what really grinds my gears is the endless finger-pointing that follows. As soon as tragedy strikes, the news cycle turns into a circus of blame—politicians speculating, experts analyzing, people searching for a single reason to explain everything.

Now some folks are saying that diversity hiring practices (DEI initiatives) might have somehow contributed to this crash. Seriously? That’s quite a stretch, even for politics. You all know I love our President, but at what point do we just stop the nonsense? I’m so tired of the he-said-she-said drama from both sides of the aisle.

Wouldn’t it be hilarious if we had a "time-out room" for politicians? Imagine senators and congressmen being sent to sit quietly and reflect whenever they act out, lie, or just behave like jerks. I’d pay to see that.

Money Talks (and Sometimes It Lies)

I’ll be real with you—I love spending money. Making it? Not so much! Writing and producing podcasts? Now that brings me joy. Sure, I’d love for this podcast to support itself and even make me rich someday. But here’s the thing—will I stay true to myself if that day ever comes? Will I chase dollars at the cost of authenticity? I sure hope not.

Money makes people do wild, unethical things. It’s human nature—we fear we won’t get what we want or that we’ll lose what we have. But here’s the kicker: nothing stays the same. Life is unpredictable, and none of us know when the next "accident" will happen. That’s where faith comes in.

God’s Got This

I believe God has a plan—He knows when we’re born and when we’ll take our last breath. Sure, we can eat well, exercise, and drink more water, but at the end of the day, we’re not in control. Companies may sell you on products promising longer, healthier lives, and hey, maybe some of that stuff works—but it doesn’t really matter.

What does matter is how we treat each other. If we all acted like today was our last day, imagine how much kinder, more patient, and loving we’d be. Life would be a whole lot more pleasant, wouldn’t it?

Accidents will happen—they always do. My hope is that when life throws me a curveball, I can manage through it with faith and trust that God’s got a plan.

Enjoy your weekend, and I hope you find time for some fun. Stay safe, stay kind, and maybe spread a little joy along the way.

Love,
Bizzy