Cahoots: (n) colluding or conspiring together secretly.
By cracky, it’s just not groovy to use the word “cahoots” even if it does sound boss.
What a bummer.
Once again, it’s kind of unfortunate–because private unions and secretive agreements have become the favored way of doing business in
America, which leaves the common man–and woman, for that matter–wondering if they can trust anyone, yet feeling mighty nasty for being suspicious of everyone.
I think it’s important to establish your allegiances in life.
I don’t know if I pledge allegiance to the flag or not, but I certainly honor those who have given their lives and continue to sacrifice for the cause it represents.
I have an allegiance to my brothers and sisters who are presently on Earth. It is not more than I feel for my family, but it is not less.
I have a tremendous allegiance to the faith that has proven to be effective in my everyday life.
I don’t want you to wonder who I’m “in cahoots” with.
I don’t want you to read my material and try to guess whether I’m a conservative, a liberal or whether I post on Fox News or Huffington.
I want to be clear.
I don’t want any silent arrangements on anything in my life. If I know it, I want you to know it.
Unless for some reason it’s none of your damn business.