my close up

In the closing of the classic film noir Sunset Boulevard (1950), faded silent film star Norma Desmond (Gloria Swanson) descended her marble staircase as she warned famed movie director Cecil B. DeMille (as Himself) that she was approaching the camera for a close-up: "All right, Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my closeup. Likewise, an aging WANNABE met an up and coming WILL BE:  "This photo op will give Kim Jong-un legitimacy in the eyes of his people and the world. It will demonstrate that nuclear weapons turn a pariah into a force to negotiate with," she said. "It will get the Trump some photos for tomorrow’s news."(Melissa Hanham, a defense expert at One Earth Future)

British Lord Chamberlain met the Fuhrer Hitler, Fuhrer Trump met Chairman Kim…History is fraught with the unbelievable becoming too believable…Norma Desmond, lost in the technology of the day, a silent movie star, unable to talk the talk, wishing and hoping so much to make a comeback, to have the world embrace her, seeking realignment with a stubborn Executive, whose only loyalty was to the company and its shareholders, more interested in an antique car than a seemingly antique dime a dozen movie star; acquiesces and for one second permitting Norma Desmond to pretend she is SOMEONE special. A MURDERER/TORTURER/THREAT TO THE HUMAN CONDITION OF HIS PEOPLE ANS THE WORLD Chairman Kim meets a narcissist/ accessory to TORTURE AND MURDER, Fuhrer Trump, who walks across a one-foot ledge, smiling. Both men with the blood on their hands still dripping, turn to the camera’s and you can hear them both say, I am ready for my close up…

A year before their patience finally ran out after Germany’s invasion of Poland in September 1939, Britain and France had come close to declaring war as Adolf Hitler menaced Czechoslovakia. The crisis was averted after Britain’s prime minister, Neville Chamberlain, flew to Munich and cut a deal with the Fuhrer which handed the Sudetenland to Germany and effectively left the Czechs defenseless. He then famously returned to London to declare “peace for our time.”

 “We have sustained a total and unmitigated defeat… The German dictator, instead of snatching the victuals from the table, has been content to have them served to him course by course.”(Winston Churchill).  The road to war was set and Chamberlain’s reputation sunk, never to recover. Munich came to be seen as a shameful betrayal of the Czechs — encapsulated by Chamberlain’s dismissive depiction of the crisis as “a quarrel in a faraway country between people of whom we know nothing” — and a last missed opportunity to show Hitler that aggression would not pay. (From the Times of Israel)

Always ready for his close-up Fuhrer Trump gives one shit about anything else…”Human’s we have history from to learn and we turn the pages as if nothing has ever been written before”, Gerry Buncher

a little applause

“I live for the applause, applause, applause I live for the applause-plause, live for the applause-plause
Live for the way that you cheer and scream for me The applause, applause, applause.” Applause/Lady Gaga

On Wednesday alone, activist actress Alyssa Milano and Jane O’Meara Sanders, wife of U.S. Sen. Bernie Sanders, paid visits, followed by Sen. Elizabeth Warren and two buses full of supporters and, a few hours later, by Sen. Amy Klobuchar. All were denied entry, as was California Congressman Eric Swalwell when he visited Monday. Despite that, former Texas Congressman Beto O’Rourke, South Bend, Indiana, Mayor Pete Buttigieg, former HUD Secretary Julián Castro, Sens. Kamala Harris, and Kirsten Gillibrand and author Marianne Williamson are expected to stop by later this week. (Tampa Bay Times)

To all the above-mentioned Democrat candidates running for President, the staff, spouses and their supporters, I do provide my own APPLAUSE. (I had been very dubious regarding THEIR attention to Concentration Camps existing in the United States.) SO, now I ask a very legitimate question, one coming from a citizen of this nation, by WHOSE or WHAT DECREE is it lawful to deny entry to these Concentration Camps, by at least elected officials and in many ways the public. These are not secret military bases or CIA Dark Holes? ARE THEY????

How does this happen, (he asks as if he just woke up from some kind of almost, three-year coma), Government for Profit spaces, with openly known operations (this is not yet Area 54), are suddenly RESTRICTED venues for both our elected Federal Representatives and the Public. WTF…I know, I know, there is NO real Government in force here (no longer the onset of an AUTHORITARIAN DESPOT REGIME, but one alive and well), subpoenas ignored/witness tampering by government officials/no vote to safeguard future elections from meddling and hacking by foreign governments/and with treasonous smiles on their face the real Commander-In-Chief, sitting next to his DUMMY DONALD, we hear Trump suggest that maybe the Russians “get rid”, of journalists an reporters! And oh yeah, once again, smirking as if the average American is AS STUPID  as each and every MAGA HAT wearing bigot or as conniving and conning as the Adelson’s and Kushner’s or as dedicated to death and doom as the Evangelical Christian American Taliban, we hear Trump wonder aloud, will you interfere in 2020?

Is it me…why have not revolted…why is this man not up for Impeachment…what the fuck are we waiting for…we have the Brown Shirts/ the Gestapo/ are we waiting for the colored tags to be placed upon our clothing?

second time around

“Love is lovelier the second time around Just as wonderful with both feet on the ground
It's that second time you hear your love song sung”(The Second Time Around/Arthur L. Porter)

“Pass that by me one more time Once is never enough for my heart to hear Whoa-oh-oh, tell it to me one more time I can never hear enough while I got you near”(Do That To Me One More Time/Toni Tennille)

“I'd do anything you'd want me to.C'mon everybody Put some nickels in And keep that old nickelodeon playing Music, music, music” (Put Another Nickel In/Bernie Baum, Stephan Weiss)

Ya’ know how in trying to make the event last at least two days, so you fix the hemorrhaging bunting, patch, and tape the fallen slogans or posters, it looks the same but the bright bold glam and glitter almost seems like that flickering light bulb on your front porch, often time providing too much shadow and not enough zap of electricity. The stage for the SECOND DEMOCRAT CANDIDATE DEBATE had a kind of sheen to it that still held the sacred red, white and blue motif, but at first look, ya’ had to wonder were the flags at half-mast. Then wham bam thank you, ma’am, as in Kamala, the dull scenery and the lack of fresh paint was ignored as words and promises, deeds and gestures brought the morgue like setting a bit more alive! 

Kids are still being detained, denied, and are dying, the Supremes’ latest hit, permits partisan voting districts decided ONLY for the purpose of keeping ONE Party in power, remain, climate change is something Jesus would never ever permit, because he loves the Earth and the six-week-old fetus, and its rapists or incest induced dad, Betsy DeVos remains Education Secretary selling brown-skinned kids to her adoption agencies, and the Kushner’s are  not in jail.

This SECOND DEMOCRAT CANDIDATE DEBATE confab did speak louder and DID mention the Despot in the White House, and all, like loyal lemmings, raised their hands to purify some important issues regarding healthcare, and the welfare of this nation, should we actually hold elections in the future not decided by Putin and his puppet Republican Oligarchs. There were more earnest attempts to provide insight, and albeit the infighting was noticeable, it most likely left a few black and blue marks instead of wounds. And as politically correct as we like to find ourselves, the media still could not hold back from singling out the lady of color, the guy of homosexuality, the Septuagenarian and the thirty-somethings. There was much ado about somethings…and then again, I saw mouth moving, and heard very little!

Oh yeah, while all of this hubris is hanging around, the Supremes’ are now going to debate DACA, you know kind of like the cages ( The Trump Concentration Camps) and decide if kids brought into THIS country, knowing nothing else but living and contributing to America, should be torn away from the familiar and be tossed back to a place from which they KNOW NOTHING. Subpoenas have still been ignored, no trace of Eliot Ness or Melvin Purvis to the rescue, and Trump has decided to meet with his puppet master, Putin, (most likely to get the metallic implant fine-tuned or replaced with a better model). Trump told reporters it is none of their business as to what kind of discussion he and his BOSS will have, but then again no one in the Congress knows about that either!

We did a version of God Bless America last night, how proud we seem when our heads are up our own asses, and NEVER do anything about the present, just pretending that NEXT time things will be different. Next up for your listening pleasure will be “Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late in my career But where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns Well, maybe next year”(Send In the Clowns/Stephen Sondheim)

no business like...

“There’s no business like show business, there’s no business I know…”(There’s No Business Like Show Business/Irving Berlin)

“You’ll be great, you’ll swell, just you wait I can tell…”(Gypsy/Stephen Sondheim)

“I can do anything better than you can, I can do anything, better than you…”(Annie Get Your Gun/Irving Berlin)

It was SPECTACULAR, every red, white and blue, color scheme and ornament known to mankind shown like the stars on the American Flag, also, flying in grand ole’ glory fashion, festooned to the balconies, the banisters and the full-blown stage; ripe with suits and ties, dresses and skirts, and one purple pantsuit, decorated with the tiniest of tin lapel pins, to the largest of smiles, shouting I am the ONE, look at me! As if a wedding or Bar Mitzvah, and sadly for some maybe their own funeral, hugs , hand slaps, pats on the  small meaningless lip movements pretending to represent communication were exchanged, and at the end all smiles, and waves and those ever-obnoxious waves or pointing into the crowd as if your own groupies were anxiously waiting to be noticed. (AND ALL THE WHILE KIDS ARE STILL BEING DETAINED, LIVING, IF YOU CONSIDER NO SOAP, TOOTHPASTE OR TOOTHBRUSHES, EITHER LYING ON CONCRETE FLOORS COVERED IN MYLAR LIVING, IN CONCENTRATION CAMPS IN THE UNITED STATES)

Much to the dismay of the moderators, only interested in gotcha questions, the kind that has little relevance except to be used in some candidates promotional commercial, later on, most of the Dems behaved in almost civil containment. (YOU KNOW CIVIL AS IN THE WORDS THE MOST LYING BUNCH OF TRUMPS TROOPS OR LOONY TOON ADVISORS HAVE ACCUSED OTHERS, NEVER THEM OF NEVER DEMONSTRATING TOWARD THE DESPOT AND HIS TRUMP CRIME FAMILY AND CABINET)

All I heard is when and if I become President this will happen…what I didn’t hear was, (I HONESTLY WILL NOT BE ABLE TO A FUCKING THING, EXCEPT FOR EXECUTIVE PRIVILEGE, IF THE MAJORITY OF THE SENATE REMAINS UNDER THE JURISDICTION OF PUTIN, AND THE HOUSE STILL CONTINUES TO FLUTTER AROUND LIKE THAT POOR DYING FLY, BUMPING INTO EVERYTHING, AND GETTING NOWHERE AT ALL)

Ahh, the Democrat Party, digging the dirt but never figuring out how the HELL to get out of the hole you have found yourself living and one in which sadly, due to your own sloppiness have helped dig, to begin with. Perhaps at least half of the Dem-ettes (ROCKETTES, as they are on stage), should remain in the Congress or power in your own state, and just really (ESPECIALLY IN THE YEAR OF THE DYSTOPIAN WORLD OF TRUMP/McConnell/PUTIN) around the two folks who will best beat the hacking, the rigging, the lying and the American Christian Taliban!

But as they say in theater jargon…”The show must go on”

For a friend...

Just asking for a friend…how many dead bloated bodies need to be found at the water’s edge before the ICE Agent Brown Shirts and Border Patrol Gestapo American citizens stop saying I was just following orders? How many more females have to come forward alleging rape, groping, and intrusion on their bodies by Trump before the Evangelicals have decided more Conservative Judges in America is not what Jesus wanted as a trade-off for a Psychopathic Misogynist as commander-in-chief, such a DJT! How many more foreign powers, (mostly enemies of the United States have to load their lobbyists with gifts for the Republican grifters, or hack, highjack or insert themselves into the polling places of the US before the American voter (yep GOP voters you are still a part of America)…How afraid IS Jesus of the GAY, or the female wanting HER power over HER body, or those People of Color (most likely a variation of o the hue’s and tones of Jesus himself, who are HUMAN, or when will God finally cry, because HIS Earth is dying from those who love to use HIM as a scapegoat to ignore REAL LIFE…And the same friend wants to know…when will the Dems, stop parading around in their Primary Stops all over the place and GATHER as ONE and insist as ONE voice ALL of America look at the New Nazi Germany situated in the Concentration Camps in Texas and those hidden in other God forsaken places? Just wondering… 

Eve of Destruction

“Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin', I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation, And marches alone can't bring integration, When human respect is disintegratin', This whole crazy world is just too frustratin', And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.” (Eve of Destruction/Barry Mc Guire)

HEY…look, no don’t look…yeah, you have to look…But before you look, remember that Syrian kid, or was it that kid from Yemen, I forget, both were Muslim’s they ALL look alike…but remember the one that was crying with the buildings all blown up, on fire…wait aren’t you talking about that bloated body of a kid lying face down who had drowned in the water…no, not certain…maybe you mean the kids tangled together in the silvery kind of blanket they place over Marathon runners…no, I don’t think so…oh you are talking about the kids with lead poisoning in Flint…no stupid, they are only black and few poor whites…I am confused then…I AM TALKING ABOUT THAT PHOTO OF THE FATHER LYING FACE DOWN HOLDING HIS CHILD, WHO IS ALSO LYING FACE DOWN ON THE SHORE…oh them, well they are JUST illegals…Gotta make America great again, gotta start somewhere. 

And the news for today, is more Concentration Camps, because according the Evangelical American Taliban, the very wealthy Sons and Daughters of the Confederacy Donors to the Republican Party, the fancy fantasy providers at FOX, Comrade Mitch and his money laundering wife Elaine, the fearful, GOP small minded, MAGA manipulated puppets and of course Putin and Kim’s best Bud, and the meandering lies of Kellyanne and soon, but not soon enough departed HUCKABEE, ALL of the fault of the dead the dying, the molested and the murdered, anywhere in this nation or the world…is of course the fault of those who only seek freedom! Remember if it IS not a Fetus than Jesus is too busy hating the Gays, the Dark Colored Folk, the Ribs of Adam, not subservient to their masters, the Bankers/Capitalists/ and of course the most God-loving families the Trump/Kushner Gang!

And the news is the Democrat Debate, in a safe, secure building with millions of dollar’s worth of tech, clothing, jewelry, food, water, heat and or air-conditioning…perhaps a mention of that awful man Trump and his Enablers, but hey that will addressed in 2020, not time for ANY of that now…kind of like after a mass shooting…thoughts and prayers…FUCK, this is MY America and on my WATCH, and this Trump bull shit IS still unresolved…shame on all of us! And you don’t believe we’re on the Eve of Destruction!

Now, But, And

Rep. Ralph Norman (R-SC) is very concerned that if President Donald Trump goes forward with his threatened mass immigration raids, people might see non-criminal immigrants being rounded up. He does not seem to care about the implications of rounding up non-criminal immigrants.(Think Progress)One of the country’s largest operators of private immigration detention facilities has made significant contributions to several Texas members of Congress. (Dallas News) In a report out Friday, the Homeland Security inspector general has found “dangerous overcrowding” and unsanitary conditions at a Customs and Border Protection facility in El Paso, Texas, where hundreds more migrants were being housed than the center was designed to hold. “Border Patrol agents told us some of the detainees had been held in standing-room-only conditions for days or weeks,” the office of inspector general wrote.(ABC News)U.S. Border Patrol agents on Sunday found the bodies of three children and a 20-year-old woman near the Rio Grande in southern Texas, an area where migrants often cross the border without documents and where drug trafficking is common. (Think Progress)

BUT:

A Catholic high school in Indiana has announced it will “separate” with a teacher who is gay, in what administrators called an “agonizing decision." The move came after 22 months of “earnest and extensive dialogue” between Cathedral High School and the Archdiocese of Indianapolis, which has threatened to strip away Catholic identity — and funding — from several schools in the area that employ people who are not heterosexual! Jerry Falwell Jr/Franklin Graham/Pat Robertson has gone to the mount to praise THE MOST CHRISTIAN of Commander-In-Chief’s EVER, like Trump. Kevin McCarthy House Minority Leader is pissed that the women and children insist on being tortured/separated/ and may be molested or murdered and should not make it so easy for the US to do so. Melania Trump pleads that concentration camps and family separation should not be blamed on Donald (that easy for her to say as she has separated her little Barron and herself from Donald by living in on of many Tax Payer paid for Trump properties.

AND:

Nothing or no one, is doing one fucking thing to REALLY CHALLENGE this form of Fascism in the United States. Except some Born Again Christians who know that a Fetus is loved by Jesus/ Clarence Thomas who is threatening to take up the issue of same-sex marriage in the Supreme Court/the Oregon Republican State Senators who are hiding because they fear to vote against climate change/ and that super Confederate Nation State of Alabama who most likely will overlook the molestation accusations against Roy Moore…and of course now the 25 Democrat contenders vying for the office of President, who are preaching to us, how IN THE FUTURE, if they are elected things will change. How about a debate in front of one of the dozen Concentration Camps located in this nation? And right before the debate, ask the Officials why the public cannot look inside!

WE THE PEOPLE are living in this mess, but WE THE PEOPLE are not having babies die, kids living like animals, and families separated. How much more shame must WE THE PEOPLE, be HELD ACCOUNTABLE FOR before this madness stops???

TUMULT

Definition of tumult. 1a: disorderly agitation or milling about of a crowd usually with uproar and confusion of voices: commotion. b: a turbulent uprising: riot. 2: hubbub, din. 3a: violent agitation of mind or feelings. The first time I recall the use of this word was when around the age of five. I had just come home from my tonsil’s being removed, my mother suddenly had the flu, my father was able to drive me home from the hospital, but being a policeman, for some reason the city of Pittsburgh was emerged in an emergency, and he had to report to duty, my older sisters were in school, and my youngest sister was already staying at an aunt’s house. It was my Grandma Braff, who tried to come to the rescue, but when she showed up, and everyone was running around in crazy mode, all I heard her shout in the loudest voice ever, (I had no idea my Grandma could shout, I knew she could guilt you into oblivion, but she never used her voice to do), SUCH TUMULT! It was the raising of her voice, that resulted in a call to our neighbors (we were like family on our block, the families living there), so care was given to me, my mother, and my Grandma Braff, feeling like a queen sat and watched as everyone else actually took care of my mother and me.

So, here we are in the year 2019…25 men and women want to become the nominee from the Democrat Party for president…as if 5 or 6 minutes of air time each during a debate will make a difference…I have received at least 42  email requests from almost every Democrat candidate that with just $3 I can change the course of history and give to their campaign, and oh yeah, I should send a birthday greeting with perhaps a nice check to whichever or whomever candidate is celebrating a new year! Talking Heads are coming out of not only the woodwork but the rugs, the rocks, the hills, and the mountains, to explain the TUMULT the Trump Crime Family and Trump Crime Cabinet have caused. And oh yeah, there is once again Steve Kornacki, at MSNBC all sweaty with his sleeves rolled up running rampant from computer slide to computer slide, explaining the “this and that” of polling numbers…as if he and all of the coiffed and combed, suit and tie, earing and bracelet bunch of know-nothings pretend they have an answer…

And all the while, more separation of families of brown skin is on then off then on again…more cowards are insisting all they are doing is following orders in the molestation, murder and dismembering families…more shooting of people because they happen to be black…more threats of a catastrophic Middle East War, again on and off again, but don’t you worry, ON AGAIN…more warheads fired by North Korea, but love letters between Trump and his BFF Kim are exchanged…Clearance Thomas is predicting that the issue of Same-Sex marriage may be up for debate, and of course a Fetus enjoys the laws and love of the government, but once it becomes a baby outside of the womb, the same government officials will tell you it is too much like Socialism to help feed, care for, educate or house these once socialistic fetus’s…oh yeah almost two dozen of trumps staff, and family have broken the law and none of this current crop of crooks has seen a day in court, yet served time in jail! TUMULT, scream it loud Grandma Braff from your heavenly perch, as you look down and wonder why! 

This land is

“Far, We've been traveling far Without a home But not without a star. Free,

 Only want to be free We huddle close Hang on to a dream” (Coming to America/Neil Diamond)

Dear Mr. Mark Morgan, ACTING Director of Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ACTING Director, because the Despot Trump tries to avoid the parts of the Constitution he fears will provide checks and balances, you know something almost like American Democracy), but is dither and stray from my real purpose in writing you this letter. YOU SIR are a fucking coward, nothing but an agreeable pawn in a very disingenuous and dangerous game played by a wannabe President for Life otherwise known as a Dictator! I am responding to an interview you recently had, and I quote your remarks: “My duty is NOT to look at the Political Optics (me interjecting the Optics are of kids in cages/separated families/babies with lice/young kids hardly fed/and now denied something as simple as toothpaste and soap) and now back to your words, you fucking douchebag, “…OR the WILL of the AMERICAN PEOPLE (now my turn as one of those AMERICAN PEOPLE, HOLY SHIT, our will, the MAJORITY will is that we be civil, we be human, we be an America proud of inclusion, what the fuck happened to give me your tired and poor…hoe the hell did you family arrive, and what was it they ran from) now back to your remarks “…this is for politicians to decide…my job is to maintain the interpretation of the law of the system…” (me again Mark, you suck at life, you are nothing but either a parrot, a peon, or a parasite of Trump.

Now, Mr. Mark Morgan, here are my remarks to you. If in fact, you HAVE a conscience or a heart, (I am both dubious and skeptical about either), you would have done the following, when directed by a criminal-in-chief/hacked into office psychopath Trump to re-create Nazi Germany in the United States. If you truly had any empathy or remorse (once again the “I was just following orders” routine stinks like the left-over lingering bowel movement in a restroom off of Route 66, with the door left closed in 102-degree heat and humidity) you as a decent person could have said, “I QUIT! This is inhumane, be it the so-called law or not…this is not who I am…” And in your protest against this Fascist Regime full of hate, phobia, and fear, you could have asked “that any other human being who has been a father a mother who loves and adores their family, and only seeks safety for their health and welfare, from ICE who feels the same also QUIT in protest!”

But DUDE, you didn’t, did ya’…Nope, you are one more stooge, pretending that following orders makes everything fine, and covers up your own disdain for the quality of human life!

Gerry Buncher (An American Citizen, who used to be PROUD)

This Land

“If you're down and confused and you don't remember who you're talking too
concentration slips away cause you're baby is so far away”’ (Love the One “You’re/Stephen Stills)

There seems to be less of the term HERE, in America, during these desperate days of despots and doom…and more of a reliable reference to THERE, as in not in MY country, Boy (Confederate)/Senior (Spanish)/Almar (Arabic). A wall, a moat, a newly filled swamp full of Lobbyists, wealthy donors seeking a country of tax free perks for the rich, insecure people draped in some Flag of a once declared foreign nation waging war on the United States, be that Nazi or Confederate; all of these have fed the feckless self-appointed inferiority complexed, and the faithful to some God highjacked by self-anointed demigods to seemingly assume this land is MY land and not YOURS… “This land is my land, this land is your land, From the California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest, to the gulf stream waters This land was made for you and me! (This Land is Your Land/Woody Guthrie).

A new form of “Brown Shirts”/the Secret Police/the Gestapo have been reincarnated as ICE/Border Patrol/and the ever all American as apple pie local Militia’s, all pretending they are either doing the governments business (of course “only following orders”, or doing the business for a government too weak or too big to handle a real man’s issue of saving the wife and kids from those brown-skinned PERVERTS! (And Please Spare Me the comments that I am either using too much HYPERBOLE/GRAVITAS/or poor COMPARISONS to a deferent kind of Fascism…because as we speak, kids are still just surviving in Concentration Camps/dying alone/separated from their families/or being rounded up and thrown into the same kind of corrals as cattle and pork ready for the slaughterhouses!)

We watch, we wonder, we ruminate, we worry…yet somehow the villain is still winning, the monster is standing in the closet, the creature under our beds and the Treasonous Trump continues to pillage our nation’s once great treasures of equality, freedom, and welcome! 

“Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' that'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die”(American Pie/Don Mc Lean)

Lord of the Dems

Lord of the Flies is a 1954 novel by Nobel Prize-winning British author William Golding. The book focuses on a group of British boys stranded on an uninhabited island and their disastrous attempt to govern themselves. Golding wanted to show in Lord of the Flies the choice that we make between civilization and order and evil and anarchy. The book shows human evil throughout the book and tells how we have to make a choice to try to better society and help others or to seek power over others and work to fill our own agendas.

Back to basics, my honeymoon is finished, the part of my marriage between politics and real life…to be selfish, my real life…and to be humble and sincere, the lives of my children and the generations to follow…PERHAPS!

The Democrat Party is on an island located somewhere between the so-called “Heartland of America, the Urban Jungle, the South never quite died but IS rising again, and the actual non -state, but very integral city/state known as Washington DC. Over two dozen men and women inhabit this Island so far, and the only product they have been able to mass produce is mass chaos, among themselves. They each seem to own a compass, but the little pointy thing has no idea of how to locate, North, South, East West, let alone Compromise and Consensus! The Island of the Democrat Presidential Party Contenders wants to install morals, values, ethics, justice, and equality as a peace offering to its neighbor The Rest of America, but in doing so they have only succeeded in tripping over themselves. Fighting for the anti-discrimination of almost every possible demographic, let alone the Earth and its natural abundance, (at least one time abundance of flora, fauna, environment and the creatures of the land sea and skies), the Island of Democrat Contenders for President have done little more than present a slideshow of “You said the wrong thing”, ”You were not sincere enough or inclusive enough when you said it!”, “You flipped than flopped because you are too old, too much a novice, lack a backbone,” OR No matter how you plan to prepare the meal we need many more cooks in the kitchen!

And now, once again the Talking Heads who brought us, Trump, via all their special knowledge, polling information, catering to the each and every whim of Trump, and loathing of Hillary, are developing in-fighting, just like the Boys in Lord of the Flies.

Every single moral standard, be it religious/cultural/practical/political has been raped, ruined and robbed by the Republicans, and those who still are not ashamed of identifying as the GOP could give one big shit. But here we go as the Democrat, eating our own! And we will wonder how the hell did Trump/Pence win in 2020!

The Fog of Trump

FOG: a thick cloud of tiny water droplets suspended in the atmosphere at or near the earth's surface which obscures or restricts visibility (to a greater extent than mist; strictly, reducing visibility to below 1 km).something that obscures and confuses a situation or someone's thought processes.bewilder or puzzle (someone).

Walking along the Bay in Provincetown, this morning, I, still weaning myself from the daily dirge of lies, fiction, photoshop, more lies, hate, adolescent actions which would make a real adolescent convert to adulthood in a flash of a moment, and media coverage of a moron, besieged with insecurity and suffering severely from insanity, which represents Trump and his Circus of Clowns, I must have had a relapse, while looking into the fog. It was just lying still, as would a predator in the thick of the woods, lurking, ready to leap upon its prey…my mind must have melted, and I have whooshed away from calm and tranquility and the words “danger, danger Will Robinson” ran rampant in my head! I turned and thought I saw shape-shifter walking along the shore or walking on water to something that seemed to be floating on air. “No, no, not now, I said to the poor seagull sitting on the sand minding its own business…the end of the world has happened because I became too overwhelmed by EVERYTHING TRUMP, and tried to rid myself of the angst, and anger…I stopped trying to persevere to resist…I said goodbye to Rachel Maddow, Lawrence O’Donnell, and my newest very favorite Nicolle Wallace…all I knew was on FACEBOOK…

I began to sweat, what was next, here I am in my most happiest of places, Provincetown, and even the joy of inclusion, the delight of interaction, the mere pleasure of people asking how are you and waiting for a response, and then reply to that response, causing a real conversation…it was beginning to be smothered by the Fog of Trump! I ran a bit, the fog beginning to clear, but still thick enough for my mother to have stayed awake all night if I had been driving in the fog while living in Pittsburgh. And then I saw, a THING, standing there, or was it moving, or was it lurking, waiting to tease me to inspect exactly what it was! NO, not here…But as I stopped and the THING looking at me was really not interested, in me, it was just trying to endure the ravages of the sea, the salt, and the fog.

And it dawned on me, that there are real people, real places, real problems and we are so confused with the Fog of Trump, we forget to fight, hard, then harder, and must not let the confines of the fog reset our priorities, emotions, and purpose!

what its worth

Paranoia strikes deep Into your life it will creep It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man comes and take you away. (“For What It’s Worth”/Stephen Stills)

Manafort, with the intervention of the DOJ, is now going to live the high life in a Federal Prison, and not deal with the dirge dirt, danger, and malicious machinations of the guards working at Rikers Island. Manafort is an agent for a foreign enemy, a money launderer, and committed perjury…but then he is OF DONALD, as  Margaret Atwood, would write in The Handmaid’s Tale, a property of Trump. Bolton and Pompeo, never defenders of decency, nor disciples of democracy, but deceitful deities of a despot photoshop bombing of an oil tanker, prioritizing their proficiency for propaganda, and zeal to only reveal the vile, will be taking America back in time to the days of Presidential Politically motivated wars in the Middle East, particularly Iran. And speaking of Iran, Little Lite in the Loafers Lindsey wants the US to topple the government in Venezuela and replace the current asshole with an American appointed asshole, kind of, sort of, like placing the Shah in charge of Iran and creating chaos! 

There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware (“For What It’s Worth”/Stephen Stills)

Trump proudly boasts that if someone from some unnamed foreign country (a laugh a minute when he used Norway as a parenthetical) he would do what any red-blooded Russian, oops I mean American politician would, receive the dirt, share the dirt, and build a large silo in which to place all of the future dirt. Seems this time Trump’s timing is way ahead of his 2016 Presidential Campaign…and now, even though there are still hundreds of separated families, and kids orphaned or murdered from the efforts of his SOUTHERN BORDER POGROM, to win the heartless soulless adoration of his mindless MAGA minions, Trump is promising (as a kickoff to 4 more years of Hitler/Stalin/Mao/Rocket Man Kim/Slobodan Milosevic) that he will immediately capture hundreds of thousands of asylum seekers, and maybe murder, molest or torture a few hundred!  

“It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down” (For What It’s Worth/Stephen Stills)

Hmmm, what is normal, what do we pretend is normal, what do we see, what do we pretend to see. Do we see at all…Beneath are two pictures of flower beds, which is “purty” and which is “durty”. Isn’t it time we actually decide! 

history, again

“The future is as simple as me looking at the next block, realizing in about three minutes I will be there. History is me getting to that block then looking back at the way I climbed the hill to arrive. Learning from history is when, the next day comes, and I begin to walk up that hill to get to the next block and remember along the way a very vicious dog would be waiting at a fence to try and scare me, so I become more alert. History repeating itself, and being ignored, is when I am more concerned about finally making it to the next block, forgetting that as I jump and fall due to that barking dog, I will once again become frightened, and curse, saying how did this happen again!” Cory Weisman. My son, explaining the foolishness of making the same mistakes again, and again. James Weisman! (Opening excerpt from the soon to be published…from my computer to the Publishing God’s ears… ‘The Clicks’, by Gerry Buncher

The signs are all around us. We see them, we obey them, we forget them and some we ignore too many times, supposing they mean something, but nothing, that will really affect me! We cross the highway, thinking no one has passed us for at least an hour, and wham bam, the once every two-hour driver appears, we meet, perhaps to never meet again. We wonder where those kids are who supposedly kick balls onto the street, but then get more concerned about the zig ziggety thing-a-ma-curvy line, and worry more about being lost, when on the second black curve of the long SSSSSS sign a kid appears. And the dread of all deeds is the Dead End, what the fuck just happened…we traveled this we often, WAY often but suddenly paying no attention we hit the DEAD END.

How many times must we say, “OH THAT CRAZY ASS TRUMP”, “OH THAT SELFISH, SPINELESS, RUSSIAN OLIGARCH Mc CONNELL”, or “HUCKABEE, SARAH recites Gods prayers and blessings then SPEWS TRUMPS LIES”, or WHACKY BAG LADY LOOK ALIKE KELLYANNE WITH VENOMOUS DROOL DRIPPING FROM HER ACID ROTTED MOUTH is spreading the disease of GOTTCHA!”  One douchebag Republican politician probably the child of the now permitted by law of making incest a gift from Jesus when a love affair between daughter and father turns into rape, extolled that history is old, so let it die its death. Other Noble Prize winners for MENDACITY-untruthfulness, lying, dishonesty, deceitfulness disingenuousness, fraud and two-timing, like Bolton/Graham and Cotton), think if history proved them wrong once, the odds are the second time will work, and if not then, certainly ain’t the third time a charm!

As my character, Cory Weisman in the novel “The Clicks”, tried to explain the way of life to his father James…what the fuck dude, why shoot yourself in the foot when you know if you just stop caring that gun, nothing bad will happen! History! What is it good for…in the Times of Trump…absolutely nothing…or do the lyrics of that song go, War! What is it good for?????

Thunking, Republican

This is your VERY blond white woman, your bleached blond VERY white man, your occasional darker haired woman, (with of course very, very long hair) and some men who may have not yet dyed their hair, but don’t come across as too ethnic, unless it is Aryan, OR your person of color, preferably not too blackish nor brownish, and so far nothing with that “ORIENTAL” kind of coloring, reporting the Kellyanne Conway alternate facts, the Sarah HUCKABEE Sanders (can you believe she uses the same mouth from which she spews lies upon lies, to kiss her children goodnight), version of transparency, and of course the ever Racist and Raucous Laura Ingraham and Sean (Oligarch) Hannity OBVIOUS PROPAGANDA, reporting to you that Iran has and will and should and always shall try and murder America…no matter what! Providing the best that Photoshopping can provide, brought to you by the same slime who managed to slander, slaughter and single-handedly hack an election in 2016…This IS us, telling you who the Babadook, Boggy Man, and Banshee are in the world, aside from Nancy Pelosi, Barack Obama, Bette Midler, John McCain’s ghost, the New York Times, the Washington Post, CNN and any other Democrat running for president in 2020! This IS OUR story and we will stick to it until it slides off the wall like a pile of shit melting in the Sahara Desert!

Now, this IS me, Gerry Buncher, an American suffering from the Trump Syndrome soon to be found in Psych Text Books, Trump angst, Trump pissed offness (that too will become common jargon), and now I am also a Conspiracy Theorist, because so far the GOP under the leadership Of Comrade Mitch McConnell and his newest BFF Little (Lite in the Loafers) Lindsey Graham, has provided us the most unnerving conspiracies’ this nation has ever encountered! Here is my take on the soon to be Iranian War, provided to you by the blackmailed, black moneyed, black-hearted GOP and the ever-insecure dude dangling in Orange, and a few prostitutes on his arms. (And by no means is this a slight on prostitutes, just the ones sick enough to spend a second with Trump, you know, like Melania and Stormy)

Jared Kushner is best buds with the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia, Mohammad bin Salman. Two sinister, snake oil salesmen, one a dangerous despot and an out and out murderer, the other a disgusting disgruntled goon, spoiled that his felon of a father got caught. Jared is not making enough money off of the American Tax Payer so he and his bud bin Salman worked out a deal for nuclear plants. The Middle East is not enough of a powder keg. Netanyahu, also known as the Jewish Trump, is part of the deal and got the US embassy moved to Jerusalem, so not too much noise was made because Jared told the Saudi’s let Israel have it embassy, you have the nuclear capability to annihilate the world, and I Jared get a loan, which will never be paid back as long as Trump remains in office, of a few billion dollars. Iran by no means is a good guy, but NOW there is all this hubbub of evidence, fake and phony to make the MAGA minded Americans, and those who salute the Troops, and the ignorant Troops who believe in Good Nazi’s to want to bomb the FUCK out of Iran…add ass licker, Mike Pompeo, and all together brain dead Bolton and wham bam thank you Ma’am we have a war. Wonder how many MAGA men and women will volunteer.  But his IS Trump’s America, and we are just ants ready to be stomped upon. The End, and sadly, MAYBE the END! 

Father's

The Sum of Its Parts: the idea that the total effectiveness of a group of things each interacting with one another is different or greater than their effectiveness when acting in isolation from one another. From father to son, from that son to his son and daughter, from his children to the world in which we all must find equal balance! It sounds so easy. Magic can be catchy, mesmerizing, and even miraculous at times. To have had an experience, to share that piece of being human, to extend the wonders three times its energy and to know that what once, still is and will be, is both the nature and nurture of life.

Who might I have become, if not the man I am, without the love and guidance love and lessons from my FATHER! And how different a course of life might my own children have traveled if not for OUR chances, choices, consequential and concerted efforts to achieve conscience and love. We are the Sum of Its Parts, THIS THING called LIFE. Often times it feels as if it a slow-motion machination of being, but then right before our eyes it speeds up and we often wonder how we got here, and where did the past go!

For those who biologically are Father’s, those emotionally attached to their nieces, nephews, or children suddenly inherited, luckily so via marriage, for the men who know love, and are loved who have been an important piece of the puzzle of the parts of life, I wish you a Happy Father’s Day. And to my own Dad, for whom I have stored the memories of my life in the past, and my two children, Adam, and Dani for whom the past, the present and the future whose moments, and memories are still growing and growing, I am blessed and I love you!

so many men

“So many men, so little time How can I lose? So many men, so little time How can I choose?”

(So Many Men, So Little time/Miquel Brown). Once, a very serious Anthem for Gay men dancing on the floors and stages of various party venues, celebrating the opportunities of freedom and the choices of future lovers, partners or just one-night stands. The DJ played this song and throngs of men rushed the floor ready for a night of both debauchery or just a delightful dance or two, among so many men! Who could have or would have imagined the twists and turns these simple lyrics, originally placed to a disco beat, would end up sounding; in the YEARS of TRUMP and the CHRISTIAN TALIBAN!

So many men (and the few women who still believe that being inferior is a gift from God), deciding on the reproductive freedoms and choices of the female gender. So little time, each new rule by the CHRISTIAN TALIBAN, limits the freedoms and choices of women as to their own private decisions regarding their own private genitalia and the real estate surrounding them. As if so many men have the power to act as masters over their newly identified slaves (females), providing permission or lack thereof to decide the issues of family planning. Why now, you own brother, or father, or even grandfather could legally become your baby’s daddy. Or how about that guy who rubs his body really close to you as you stand at the ATM machine or the guy you just passed who had his cup out for cash but now can decide he wants “your piece of ass!”

It IS now too many men deciding the fate and will for women, but why stop there, when in fact you have the darker skinned humans the ones the CHRISTIAN TALIBAN preachers recite chapter and verse from their Holy Bible, often times referred to as their Book of War! Then you have the not so dark skinned, but brown enough bodies of people just seeking asylum locked in cages, covered with insects or disease, and now the WHITE ONLY CHRISTIAN TALIBAN, is making plans for their futures, like rotting away in some remote location or just dying of thirst and food at the border! And lets never forget, there are so many men…you gotta wonder about these BOYS, who are ever s angry that the HOMOSEXUALS are having all the fun, and hoarding their sperm so NO MORE HETEROSEXUAL children will be born…you know like the fetuses from Rape or Incest!

“So many men, so little time, how can we lose?” Each day, and every way the GOP TALIBAN remain in power, and the minions remain, morons, we have less and less time to turn the clocks ahead. Right now we are in a time machine whose dials are set for the Salem Witch Hunts…what a wild and wonderful time that was…don't think that is a danceable tune!

Aunt Meercy

If, in our lives, if we can include, among those, for whom, often times words alone can’t carry enough emotion nurture and gratitude; because the love for that individual is so great and grand…we are lucky enough to understand even better, why life is truly magical, mystical, full of the miracles! On Monday, May 10, 2019, I lost my own personal Auntie Mame and Doris Day wrapped into one lady named Meercy Weiner! My Aunt Meercy, after 101 years of never giving up, or giving away her strength standards, will and wishes, finally closed her eyes, and began her road trip to Heaven! 

“When I was just a little girl I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty Will I be rich Here's what she said to me

Que será, será Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see
Que será, será What will be, will be”(Que, Sera, Sera/Ray Evens/Doris Day)

Aunt Meercy was my Doris Day, from her blond hair-do, to the smile, the confidence and the love of music. She would tell everyone who would listen, and even those who didn’t, that she taught me how to do the cha-cha, knowing just how much rhythm and rhyme was longing to let loose in her nephew, and that if I only believed in myself and my talents whatever should be, would be. 

“Dance to a new rhythm Whistle a new song Toast with a new vintage The fizz doesn't fizz too long
There's only one way to make the bubbles stay Simply travel a new high way Dance to a new rhythm
Open a new window every day!”(Open a New Window/Jerry Herman/Mame)

Education, the Arts, Culture, choices were always on the agenda for Aunt Meercy and she would make certain her nieces and nephew living in Pittsburgh, opened every window and every door, to discover the sites and sounds, the quiet and the noise, associated with the ebb and flow of life not just lived, but life experienced and enjoyed. Museums, Concerts, Movies, Books,, name it and she introduced it, and with each lesson came the comments of you should always be as great as you can, but make sure you leave them wanting more! I said goodbye, and I love you, to Aunt Meercy, but I know she is about to walk down the steps at the Heaven Night Club, ready to do the Cha-Cha or Charleston and leave them wanting more. How wonderful my life was and is, because of my Aunt Meercy!

Pride

The Free Exercise Clause of the First Amendment gives you the right to worship or not as you choose. The government can't penalize you because of your religious beliefs. 

Sharia, Islamic law or Sharia law is a religious law forming part of the Islamic tradition. It is derived from the religious precepts of Islam, particularly the Quran and the Hadith As we witness yet again the brutal and bloody consequences of religious intolerance in the form of ISIS, we have a majority of Republicans pining for a Christian America. Proponents of converting the United States into a theocracy do not see the terrible parallel between religious excess in the Middle East and here at home, but they would not because blindness to reason is the inevitable consequence of religious zealotry. “The government of the United States is not, in any sense, founded on the Christian religion.”John Adams

The Trump administration is rejecting requests from U.S. embassies to fly the rainbow pride flag on embassy flagpoles during June, LGBTQ Pride Month, three American diplomats told NBC News.

The Stonewall riots were a series of spontaneous, violent demonstrations by members of the gay community against a police raid that took place in the early morning hours of June 28, 1969, at the Stonewall Inn in the Greenwich Village neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City. Christopher Street Liberation Day on June 28, 1970, marked the first anniversary of the Stonewall riots with an assembly on Christopher Street and the first LGBT Pride march in U.S. history, covering the 51 blocks to Central Park.

Lots and lots of this and that, mixed with Jesus/Mohammad/Elohim bigotry, insecurity, fear of being emasculated,  too feminized, and always for the children, but homophobia is and always has been around. Parents who will give their last breath for the fetus will turn their backs on their LGBT children. Politicians will establish harsh and cruel and mainly Unconstitutional dictates against abortion and female reproduction but give one shit on assisting or aiding in the health/welfare/education and pursuit of happiness of the six-week fetus which seems to be their only priority. I am a homosexual, you are a heterosexual, neither one of us decided in utero which we would be. Ain’t life just that full of mysteries. June is Pride month, why…because in June the LGBT community decades ago had enough of second- or third-class identity…and ever since have been the easy target for the bully so afraid to be real, in his or her own life, and so ready to play God…that common sense, and sensibility is foreign to their thinking. I WILL NEVER AGAIN remain silent or afraid or feel LESS THAN…those days died when my self-esteem found life! Gay Pride Month is here, I am Queer, and the picture of my husband Joe and I is the best way to celebrate our free and equal status as humans!

This Is Me

In The Shadows- partial darkness or obscurity within a part of space from which rays from a source of light are cut off by an interposed opaque body…On a sunny day, practically everything casts a shadow — including you.

Look closely, “This Is Me”, standing as I face the Cape Cod Bay, from the patio of the Boatslip Beach Club, an LBGT establishment, in Provincetown, and if you look closely into the shadows of the water you will notice a flag or two, billowing, which just happen the contain the colors of the rainbow LGBT Flag. I am at the Boatslip’s Tea Dance a ritual held all summer long, beginning at 4 pm. “…I am not a stranger to the dark Hide away, they say,' Cause we don't want your broken parts…” (’This Is Me/Justin Paul/Benj Pasek)

As has become the custom, it seems that Bridal Party’s find the Gays to be a novelty and two contingents of Bridesmaid, along with their best friend Bride, strolled the Tea Dance, wearing one wearing orange colored baseball caps announcing on the back, I am here to get drunk, and on the front, she is the bride…of course, the bride had just the opposite, on the back was I am the bride and on the front was I want to get drunk. The second gaggle of girls took the more elegant route and wore their pink old prom dresses and with sashes stating we are going to have some fun. I used to give a fuck, but this day, I was no longer INVISIBLE, I was no longer a shadow, for these young women I was the Opening Act!

It is early in the season for P-Town, so there is a greater integration of tourists, enjoying the sun, the sand, the arts, the eclectic, eccentric and the energy any place, within a place of beauty and wonder located. Even in a seeming location at the end of the world! So as is usual the Gay Tea Dance, welcomed, which it does year round the plethora of people who also want to shout “This Is Me”“…But I won't let them break me down to dust I know that there's a place for us For we are glorious…”

“…When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out I'm gonna send a flood Gonna drown them out…” No longer will I hide in the shadows become invisible, NOT as a Gay Man, NOT as An American Citizen, NOT because Christian Crusaders fear their own yearnings for a homosexual relationship and NOT because of the GIANT misconception that the GOD they pretend to believe in has the human condition of HATE! “THIS IS ME!”

MOON

Moon (noun) /the natural satellite of the earth, visible (chiefly at night) by reflected light from the sun.

"NASA should NOT be talking about going to the Moon - We did that 50 years ago. They should be focused on the much bigger things we are doing, including Mars (of which the Moon is a part)," Donald Trump

“…The moon belongs to everyone, The best things in life are free The stars belong to everyone,
they gleam they're for you and me. “(“The Best Things In Life Are Free”/Buddy DeSylva/Lew Brown)

“…The man in the moon is a lady A lady in lipstick and curls The cow that jumped ovah Cried "Jumpin' Jehovah I think it's just one of the girls!" (“The Man in the Moon/Jerry Herman)

“…It must have been moonglow, way up in the blue It must have been moonglow that led me straight to you” (“Moon Glow”/Benny Goodman)

Moon (verb) behave or move in a listless and aimless manner. expose one's buttocks to (someone) in order to insult or amuse them. Perhaps this one time, the Tweeter-In-Chief, had been taken out of context, and while we are presuming that HE just became one run on sentence communicator, his statement still flowed like the rapids of a stage 5 dangerous Rafting Experience. He is aimless, his care for wording is listless, and no matter what he says or how it is transmitted, it is as gross as if he, in fact, has mooned us, perhaps wearing his extra-long tie to pretend he has an extra-large asshole! Who knows…or is the question maybe we should just ask Little Lindsey Graham about that piece of Trump anatomy?

HIS ignorance about everything is amazing, it could fill pages of the Guinness Book of Records, HIS arrogance of NOT giving a shit about truth is astounding, and I imagine a whole new branch of Psychiatric Study will emerge from this idiots behavior. The fact that people are still ignoring, not only the crimes committed, and the laws and Constitution raped and molested by Trump and his Crime Family, is frustrating, but the sheer amount of stupidity roaming around the vacant apartment which is identified as his brain is OVERWHELMING. 

“…I told the starry sky to wait for you I told the wind to sigh like lovers do I even told the night you were true
And you would be here soon And now I'm lying to the moon” (“Lying to the Moon”/Trisha Yearwood)