Not In My Neighborhood

It is time for another Twittering Tale. Or I might be late. Living on the “flipside” of the world continues to confuse me. These once-per-week challenges give me a chance to rant a bit about current irks and annoyances plus have fun as I interpret what I see in Kat’s pictures. What follows is my rant, Kat’s instructions, this week’s photo prompt, and her story followed by my story.

Wanna come out and play?

The United States has never arrived at a point where the citizens could step back, look at it, and say, “There, finished, finally, a perfect Democracy.” There has always been contention and strife in areas of religion, race, culture, gender, and wealth distribution. The search for solutions is frequently seen in the context of States Rights vs. National Rights. For example, if you purchased land and built a house near a southern border, you would not expect to step out your front door one day and be impaled on barbed wire. Under the elegant name of eminent domain, this is a possibility some could (in theory) face. They won’t face such a fate, of course. People can be moved.

In pursuit of convictions in criminal and civil courts, some defendants are given preferential treatment if they volunteer information. We have seen influential people whine about this on Twitter for the past couple of years. In some cases, the volunteers feel in danger and are protected by a Witness Protection Program. Identities are changed, background profiles and histories are created, and entire families are physically injected into new neighborhoods. Had any new neighbors lately?

The long arm of the government is here to help. Be happy.

About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story in 280 characters or less. When you write your tale, be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale. If you would prefer to post your tale in the comments (some people have very specific blog themes but still want to participate), I am happy to post a link to your site when I post your tale in the Round Up.

Twittering Tales #124 – 19 February 2019 – Lost

Photo by Gavilla @

“It’s right here! Just like I told ya’s.”

“But the club is on River Bend. We’re on Canal.”

“I saw a cafe on the corner.”

“Admit it Bud. We’re lost.”

“Shhhh Anne…”

“Oh they can’t hear us. How ‘bout it Sue, lattes and scones?”


Ten minutes later…

“Hey where are the girls?”


278 Characters

My submission:

Found this map on the internet. Look at this; they are everywhere! I thought the government would give us notice a few days before they placed one of them in our neighborhood. According to this map, they are everywhere among us. It’s time to move again, but where? Hide the kids!


279 characters

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