I am CuTRis

Almost 25 years ago, after previously working at Hennepin County Library, which I found to be the most corrupt place I had ever worked at, I interviewed and transferred to the Hennepin County Chemical Health Division. While I soon learned that corruption and bad managers also existed at the new job, I was destined to receive an education about poverty, addiction, good and evil, and even a bit of the supernatural—within the walls of 1800 Chicago Avenue in Minneapolis. At that time, there were a lot of accusations about racism, and it was a card being used to win, over truth and logic. That’s why I’m not surprised to see people still using it now; because true or not, it usually worked. Regardless of the stress, violence and heartbreak I witnessed there, I made some great friends, and a couple of nemeses. But the friends, were special. Occasionally, someone might make a friend at a job who they stay in touch with. But most often, the friendship dies when one or the other leaves the empl...

For years I knew age was catching up to my friend and former supervisor, Beverly Welch. Now I know why I don't see her "likes" on my posts anymore. Rest easy my friend. 👍

Kaikaik... My heart hurts for the loss, yet it is glad because you were my brother. The love, friendship and respect... that, will last.

Jim Blair told me to keep posting photos. Jim is a photographer and former coworker at my part-time TV job. He was a soldier in Vietnam, tasked with recording the aftermath of some of humanity's worst deeds. Maybe that's why he likes my simple glimpses of nature.

Most of the people from my previous job (Note* MNHS laid off half the staff during COVID-19), don't want to talk to me. I find it strange to go from daily interactions to nothing, but hey, people are busy. One, a super liberal, likes to comment on my Facebook when he catches me not being liberal enough. Then he takes the role of smarter-than-me, to try to put me in my place. But white guys in their 50's who talk like Ice-T, don't sound smart to me. And my dislike of ultraliberalism is in no way an endorsement for ultraconservatism. But people don't understand that. Even my best friends don't.

I understand that I'm bald. It actually doesn't bother me. However, I believe that friends should not attack their friends over things like this. Oh I understand that our fickle ass country thinks it's okay to make fun of short people and bald people but boy don't you say anything about someone's sexual orientation or if they're fat! So I'm fine with being bald. In fact, if you haven't noticed I shave my head all the time. I think I look pretty good. So when one of the people who is supposed to be one of my good friends starts attacking me for being bald, I have to wonder why? The only thing I can think of, is that the person maybe doesn't feel good about himself, and it makes him feel a little better if he can make someone else feel bad. That's really not a good thing. And it's not really a good friend either. So that's all I'd like to say about that.