Wow. Have I got another story for you!!! And it's not the one about how my dog was stolen in Soldatna…that for another time.
On this day I was enjoying some great Alaskn sportfishing for Sockeye Salmon along the majestic Kenai River in Soldatna, Alaska. My dog was my companion –enter crazy old man, stage left, down by the the river…
My temporary Home Along The Kenai River in Soldatna, Alaska
In ode to Disney's, "Beauty and the Beast" and thus will refer to this old nut as "Maurice", Crazy Ol'Maurice". In that the old man of which I speak resembled Disney's character in both appearance and inability to be taken seriously.
Maurice made his appearance down at my peaceful fishing hole where I was with my Airedale –and best friend– Atticus. Pictured here:
Pictured Above: Jonathan Hursh & Atticus
He apparently visited to tell me that my dog should not have to sit with me all day and that it was cruel. I told him that it was my dog and that I was not interested in any of his direction. In what I perceived as rather condescending tone, Maurice proceeded to tell "just keep fishing then" multiple times… "Ummm…I'm fishing…you're free to leave now." He didn't leave. "I know how you get your limits every day – it's because you're here all day. You're not a good fisherman." To which I replied, "that's too bad." BUT WAIT–THERE's more!!
Next, crazy old Maurice yelled at me that I was preventing people from fishing because they won't come down to my hole where the dog is. (Despite the fact that this was not actually the case)–I replied, "Good, I prefer to fish alone". Crazy Old Maurice then began babbling about how the reason I wasn't catching fish was because I talk too much and suggested if I "would just shut up" then fish would come. I simply continued to fish. Unfortunately, this is not yet the end. I intentionally continued to ignore this old man's immature and pointless personal attacks– and attempted small talk.
"So what state are you from" I asked. Maurice replied, "The state of infancy". I looked at him and said, "what? #smileyemoji". "The State of Infancy–where you're from". WTH?😂😂
At this point I stopped fishing for a moment and I calmly looked him directly into his red lensed, polarized Tom Cruise looking glasses (although I would describe him as a combination of Doc from Back to the Future and the dad on, "That 70's Show"). And I said in a very monotone voice, "Listen to me–I am going to ask you a question and I would like you to answer it". I confirmed he heard me. He agreed. Then I asked, "Who did you vote for for The President of the United States of America?" His reply was, "You're not educated, and you're showing your stupidity". So I replied in kind.. "I will tell you who you voted for", "You voted for Hillary Clinton." Him: "You're Stupid" I continued to elaborate: "You are a Democrat and I can tell because you think you have some kind of justified right to tell me how I should behave, act, or live my life. I do not give a shit about your opinion. I am responsible for me and you are responsible for you and I find it quite sad that I have to tell this to you who have obviously lived long enough to not have an excuse for such ignorance. I can tell that you are a democrat because you act like a self-appointed hall monitor of the nation". His reply? "Do you even know what a hall monitor is".
"Yes ….I do….I actually am the one who brought it up."
I left crazy old Maurice with this final thought before he paraded back to where he came from :
You are a democrat and this is is how I knew. You are acting like a self-appointed commie hall monitor enforcer of misinterpreted laws and regulations for the purpose of furthering an ego-centric political perspective and agenda. –And that's what Democrats do
And you can quote me. J.R. Hursh, Anchorage, Alaska
I am committed to fighting to ensure that freedom of speech & thought, and independence remain American ideals. I'll calling out ANYBODY who violates the right of free thinkers.