I made this website following a semi truck accident in October 2018. Insurance refused to pay for any damages or medical expenses. The reason for that is the semi truck that hit me was owned and operated by drug dealers under the protection of state and local law enforcement. After being told by State Police that I would be “the next veteran suicide” if I talked about the accident, I built this website and kept it offline so if the police/drug cartel did murder me, my side of the story would be told, even if I was dead.
After losing all my money and most of my possessions because of the accident, I became homeless. After more than five years, there is no hope that I will ever live in a building or sleep in a bed again. Never again will I have regular meals or a bathroom a few steps away. All because I obeyed the law and stopped for a stop sign. Now I am a criminal and can’t go to a public park without being arrested. As a homeless veteran, viewing the Veterans Day parade carries risk of arrest.
So now, this website and blog is not only the story of how my life was destroyed, but my headstone and obituary. I will die on the side of the road somewhere, no doubt the rest of my meager possessions stolen from my dead body and this will be all that is left of my existence on earth. It is also a first hand account from the front line of the failed American civilization. The strongest structure failure begins with small cracks that get bigger. This is where I live.
I write about it because it’s the only thing I have. At some point, the truth needs to be told. The dishonesty, corruption and greed that is the basis of American life offers no path forward other than chaos. Capitalism was not designed for the success of civilization, it’s designed to make a few people rich at the expense of everyone else and is working perfectly to plan. With a con man felon for President, there will be even more unrest and will likely accelerate the demise of American civilization, so for a guy like me looking for some small shred of fairness or justice, there is no hope at all.
Living outdoors for a man my age is not an easy thing. The injuries I suffered from the truck accident have never had any medical attention and are now chronic, debilitating conditions made nearly unbearable by sleeping outdoors in extreme heat and especially, extreme heat. Even if I moved into Donald Trump’s mansion tomorrow, the semi truck accident has cut ten years off my life.
Since I am not moving into a mansion tomorrow, I have to face the reality that my life is probably only going to last months, not years. Living outdoors, poor nutrition and no medical care is taking it’s toll and I think I will not last more than a year. Aside from the physical problems and problems all homeless people face, I have a family that I have no contact with and have been isolated from most of my friends. The fact that I was put in this situation by people entrusted to protect me from this kind of thing and the fact I am in this situation because I obeyed the law, has left a mark.
I’ve tried to do the right thing in my life. It’s part of my personal beliefs. You either earn money or you steal money. You hurt people or you help people. One thing for certain, there are no tangible benefits to being a good person and doing the right thing. If you are a good person, you will be hurt and victimized by the bad people. I started off giving humanity a 50-50 shot, half good, half bad. In real life, I think the majority of people, at least in America, would steal from you and hurt you if they thought they would get away with it. Doing the “right” thing was one of the biggest mistakes of my life. I bought into the propaganda and this is the result.
With only a year to live, I need to do everything I need to do pretty soon. I have to finish whatever I have to say, and when I feel sick or get shot a couple times, this website will go online. Even though I know I have limited time, I must try to get everything from my brain written down. Writing about the end of your life and society you live in, even though it is the biggest story in American history, is very difficult. I hope I can find enough strength to say everything I want to say. And I’m writing my own obituary.
People like me, who create things, hope their work will affect people and change life in general for the better. Even though the chance is about zero, I hope that what is written and presented here makes some positive change.
1-20-2025 ronbosroad.com website is online. Links updated.