I graduated as an alien in a high school where I'm pretty sure everyone was at the very least a distant cousin. Then I became a little school boy in a couple Universities, where they saw fit to give me an associate EE degree and a bachelors degree in business. A first class FCC license and secret clearance were acquired while building Harpoon and Tomahawk missiles at Texas Instruments, then later worked in various ventures for Rockwell International. It was somewhere at this point that a conclusion formed in my head; corporations are run by idiots due to the peter principal. Shortly then afterwards, it's not totally for certain, but I may have inspired the movie Office Space. It took three months of three stooges behavior to get relieved of duties for 90 days. The hidden goal was to draw unemployment and take the summer off, then go to IBM. The 90 days ended with a surge in paid party performances. I formed a DJ company, never went to IBM, and over 147 guys have DJed for my company, started March 13 (Friday),1981.
Afflicted with English and German perfectionism, along with just enough Irish in there to land me in jail overnight a few times. I have been known to sprint into a bright light at night, thinking I might be finally getting out of here. I'm often chastised for never taking much of anything seriously. It's due to a vision of life on this monkey rock that looks like one big joke, often with me the butt of it upstairs... (They are all laughing, I just know it).
I am certain the dumbest one from my planet could run any country down here better than the idiots that ruin them now. God may have made man from monkey, but then comes the hard part; making the man monkey no longer a monkey. There are no over complicated problems, just overly stupid mortals with their heads in the sand...or somewhere darker. In the immortal words of Forest Gump, "That's all I got to say about that."
My writings are funny, un-PC, and distinctively different: Stories unlike any other, original humor, unique twists of descriptive poetry, and "out of the box" quotes. All meticulously released from an extreme mind to rattle across dridge bridges , massing into ink on paper, with superlative logic and imagination beyond traditional boundaries. If you read every and all the words - of what I have written for you to read - eagle and coo-coo are my grounded birds - set in lines for flight and await your lead - which leaves only you with poetic words - to succeed in the read and fly the birds.
The Gods of America
by Robin Dridge
How can we change rules if we had nothing to do with the rules/laws implemented into our judicial system? It seems to me that our elected Legislative branch should oversee the conduct of those ruling our courts. They should actively pass laws which prevent lawyers and judges from abusing our legal system, thus acting as gods over the citizens of these free United States of America?
Worded Moments of Wandering Moods
by Robin Dridge
Step into the distinctively different and fascinating world of dridge. Unique twists of descriptive poetry and "out of the box" quotes meticulously tapped from the extreme mind of dridge will have you utterly entranced in the superlative logic and imagination beyond traditional boundaries.
by Robin Dridge
In a world brainwashed by blind beliefs and preached promise, fraught with disposable marriages and liberal debt dridge spares no one as he chimes. Employing his distinct style of short to the point poems, with dridge satire and wit he challenges the status quo
while pushing aside the present day veils of political and social correctness.
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