the letter D

Today’s BLOG is brought to you by the letter D!

A DUNCE (a person who is slow at learning; a stupid person), named DONALD, not the duck, nor a clown, or the name you might give to your favorite cockroach, but the guy born without a soul and a black hole in his brain where empathy was to have been nurtured! Has yet to DENOUNCE, the fact that the leading newspaper of the KKK (I had no idea they could read more than one syllable words like…hate, kill, blame, lynch) has written an editorial DEFENDING (speak or write in favor of an action or person; attempt to justify) the DESPOT-in Chief (a ruler or other person who holds absolute power, typically one who exercises it in a cruel or oppressive way).

The South never fell, it just ruminated and rotted, but its founders of Slavery as a Capitalistic machination of an economy and their inert intentions to pretend their Lord and Savior and his Pop, created the White Race to be if not the Aryan Race but the super-cool Race, are on the rise and have no intention of saving DEMOCRACY(a system of government by the whole population or all the eligible members of a state, typically through elected representatives) from the DECEITFUL (the action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth), DOUCHEBAG (an obnoxious or contemptible person (typically used of a man. And a common term used when I was in college to describe people, well to be honest, like Trump) whose only mission is to DAMAGE (inflict physical harm on (something) so as to impair its value, usefulness, or normal function) OR even worse DESTROY (put an end to the existence of (something) by damaging or attacking it) our foundations of freedom/fair/and future.

I am tired of laughing, lampooning, letting the stupid become the norm. I am scared that no matter if there are 58 men and women running for President from the Democrat Party, that the same invasion by the Russians will take place, and this not just the 1.0 version but most likely the 10.0 super duper attack. All I want to know is when will be DONE (no longer happening or existing), with permitting Hurricane DONALD to remain in power! DAMN It! 

the 5th

“And the rockets’ red glare”…It was the 4^th, and today is the 5^th, somethings remain, and other things change. Tanks and Troops, Aircraft, and Artillery, a parade of military might, right in front of the world to see, and at the center of all the bling, bang and boom, a BAFOON, acting as the MC, provided America with the vision of a country minus freedom, minus equality, and missing the entire point of when the bombs went bursting in air! Never once mentioning the Concentration Camps, the rise in hate crimes, the rise of Theocracy, the invasion of a foreign government’s involvement in our elections, nor the great divide of wealth pervasive and sinister within our communities, all we heard was some science fiction about a Space Force, Men on Mars, and the best, bigger, most best, most bigger Administration this nation had been hoodwinked into placing in office. 

“This land is your land”… Ah, then we had the VIP sections, the mini-palaces for the puppet masters to sit and enjoy taxpayer money being spent to present one more reality show…but then, of course, it was not the VIP’s tax dollars being spent, because they hardly paid any taxes…their donation to this country’s finances went directly to the Crime Family known as Trump, and the Oligarchs known as the leadership of the Republican Party. Who needs National Parks, education only causes people to vote for the Dems, so take some money from that Department? “…this land was made for you and me”…only if you are white, privileged, and either an orange ass licker or the puppet master holding the strings of government in your greedy and gluttonous hands.

“I have a DREAM”…Sounded good, made sense, but then evil stepped in and all of the hate which HAD always remained since the days of the Civil War, (a war in which the South did not lose), and the DREAM turned into a long nightmare. Morals, values, hope heart, peace, and promise, like grains of sand began slipping through the fingers of a nation which fought a war of Revolution to become more than a place of torment and strife. “In a sense, we’ve come to our nation’s capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence (Yeah), they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. (MLK). On the 4^thof July 2019, that promissory note was torn to shreds, and if you looked closely enough you could witness the slow and painful death of democracy.

times are a changin'

“This land is your land, this land is my 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
As I went walking that ribbon of highway I saw above me that endless skyway And saw below me that golden valley This land was made for you and me.” (This Land Is Your Land/Woody Guthrie)

Our entire block would have our charcoal grills out (in the front of the house, not the back porches OMG), lounge chairs galore, lighter fluid first filled the air with the warning stay away this is flammable but with the teasing hint that, just wait till the hot dogs and hamburgers ooze and drip. That morning my father, a police sergeant, would have provided each household a flag on a 24-inch pole, and all of the kids placed them on the lawns, even assisting some of the more elderly neighbors, so our entire street screamed this is Independence Day, and we are patriotic! It was to be secret, but somehow my father managed to provide all the kids with the fireworks, rounded on the top looking like a cocoon, but just long enough so, as each mother would remind us, “no one’s fingers would be shot into space, as the fire cracked in colors of oranges and blues and if you lucky white!

“Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy, I said as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw I've gone to look for America.” (America/Paul Simon)

There was a war. No one knew exactly why, except that the Government explained some like a Domino Effect, stating that if South Viet Nam turned Communist, every country on the Asian Pacific Coast would turn Red, cross the sea to Australia, climb on the back of humpback whales and soon the entire West Coast of America would be “Commies.” “Love it or Leave it,” was the motto, and the real test for the 4^thof July had been your loyalty to the Government or your folly to even listen to protesters! And then there was the time of gas rationing, our energy was being controlled by those damn Arabs, who not only hated democracy, the real heart of America Christianity. The 4^thbecame a protest to demonstrate that our nation was the one with values, the kind the Founding Fathers had insisted; especially the part about freedom of and from religion!

“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 I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down” (For What It Is Worth/Stephen Stills)

The American dream turned into a nightmare. The wise men of the Kremlin understood that the South never lost the Civil War, that many white folks believed slavery was the right way to run a Capitalistic governing system. An empty vessel filled with orange skin and dyed blond hair, bellowing about his wealth, fame and fortune, was discovered, and the perfect Trojan Horse was re-created by sinister, despots with lots of green cash and blackmail, and hacked into office was the first compromised agent by an adversarial government. And Independence Day morphed into “get ready folks, Fascism is about to embrace, “…from sea to shining sea…” and like North Korea, Moscow, and sadly as in the case of Tiananmen Square in China, America will find tanks on the streets of its Capital City, squadrons of fighter jets above the cities sky, and Troops, dressed in war gear, parading. And sadly as Woody Guthrie once wrote, “…for the times, they are changing…”

what parade, really

From Sherman Tanks to caravans of missiles, flotillas including every conceivable weapon of Mass Destruction, to Mass Control, Trump wants a Fourth of July Parade as long as his tie, the same length he chooses to both hide his bloat, belly and abysmal self-confidence he owns and lacks. Like Christmas, this disingenuous despot is demonstrating his ability to buy gifts and let someone else pay the actual bills for the bling that brings him his insatiable lust for his elusive masculinity, machismo, and self-admiration. He will be opening his box of Toy Soldiers, just a bunch of plastic men and women, HE THINKS, expendable and if necessary replaceable if pieces of the soldier fall apart or corrode. (It is like those First Responders on 9/11, they are called heroes, but always need to be on top), we know Trump’s disdain for the brave, he likes the John Wayne kind of guy, who never fails or falters, not the kind like John McCain who had the audacity to get captured. Trump also likes the brave, as would a Mafia King or Narco King, the kind of brave in which you sit in your Ivory Tower shout demands and everyone else does the Hard Labor. And speaking of Hard Labor, Trump loves himself the thought that he too could be called Chairman, or Leader for Life, or something more Fascist like Fuhrer.

Be afraid America, not just because the GOP lemmings are permitting this Banana Republic to happen (of course at the cost of silly things like Medicaid, Medicare, Social Security, Food Stamps, Education, and the Environment, BUT once the tanks arrive, it is anyone’s guess when they will leave…both figuratively and literally! A Little Man desires greatness, and he can only assume his power at the bully pulpit and has demonstrated in every other possible situation how inept, uneducated, and unempathetic to the Circle of Life he can be. I grow more afraid as Trump grows more powerful because NO ONE has successfully stood up AGAINST him with enough will and grit.

“Tin soldiers and Nixon’s comin, we’re finally on our own. This summer I hear the drummin,

Four dead in Ohio. Gotta get down to it, soldiers are gunning us down. Should have been done

long ago. What if you knew her, and found her dead on the ground? How can you run when you know?” (Ohio/Neil Young) We pretend the past is behind us and will stay put. We lock it in a tin box place it on the highest shelf or under the darkest corners of the bed. No use for the truth, that was then and this now, how quickly the past returns creating a horrid future!

still the same

Tucker Carlson, a name I had not known existed, until America created its own version of a Nazi Propaganda Media Outlet, apparently wants to become more like Sean Hannity and Laura Ingraham than either Sean Hannity or Laura Ingraham; as it seems Mr. Carlson, UNDERSTANDS the NEEDS of tyrants, torturers and murders, and certainly LAMENTS, their arduous continuous DESIRE to FUCK over their own people. It is difficult, reports Herr Carlson (the White Supremacist believing in the Trump version of history, that there are indeed Good Nazi’s Neophyte) to REALLY be a GOOD dictator if you don’t “kick some ass” and deny people freedom!

And as if that isn’t disgusting enough, the real YUCKY thing about the parasites that live off of the Orange Turd and tired puppet of Putin is the fact that DJT, considers his Princess to be HIS First Lady. And the Princess Ivanka, pretending that she IS in fact, the First Lady, Secretary of State, and the Vice President flutters around many world leaders like a moth to a porch light in the middle of a hot summer’s night. Carefree and careless with the Tax Payers money, and the welfare of this nation the Princess ASSUMES (fuck she is making an ASS out of U and Me, and I certainly haven’t given her my permission) that being a spawn of Trump makes her smart…what it does however just makes her a better snake oil saleswoman! 

And then finally, good ole’ (let’s pretend all of EXXON/MOBILE reports about Global Warming never existed) Rex, the “Tex” Tillerson, finally venting about how a Felon’s son Prince Bin Jared Kushner, who had learned the slimy secret ways of money laundering, and bribery from his sleazy dad, interfered in any State Department due diligence, Rex attempted to do! If a hotel was to be built, a loan about to be begged for, some money needs to be laundered, THEN, Bin Jared Kushner was on the scene making American policy! What a world

Oh, yeah, Trump is Still in office, the 25 Dems running for President are the hit of news stations and their OCD reporters more interested on who’s on first, and we STILL are country that keeps kids in Concentration Camps/places them for adoption, even when their brown families want them/and maybe murder a few along the way!

Stonewall

“People are people so why should it be You and I should get along so awfully”

The Stonewall riots were a series of spontaneous, violent demonstrations by members of the gay community against a police raid that began in the early morning hours of June 28, 1969, at the Stonewall Inn in the Greenwich Village neighborhood of Manhattan, New York City. Sometimes, just when you consider, you might continue to permit the bully to beat you down, thinking what choices do I REALLY have…something internal, something so raw, so rough and tough, so burning and churning like the lava under the earth, that an eruption within your soul begins, and the matter of the fact is that YOU DO MATTER!

“So we're different colours. And we're different creeds And different people have different needs It's obvious you hate me Though I've done nothing wrong I never even met you So what could I have done”

Perhaps you considered your God as a fearful deity, powerful enough to create the universe but powerless in controlling how you love, who you love, and why you love. So, pretending that it is your God, that you are protecting, rather than admitting it IS YOUR own PROJECTION of ignorance, or fear, or desires, you create the bad guy, the OTHER, and suddenly hate arises, wrapped in some kind of invented religious voodoo, and there IS all the justification you need or want, to linger in a phobia!

“Now you're punching and you're kicking And you're shouting at me I'm relying on your common decency
So far it hasn't surfaced But I'm sure it exists It just takes a while to travel From your head to your fist”

50 years ago, a demographic group of Americans , defined, once upon a time as having psychological issues, being anti God, (any one’s God), and of course recruiters of sin and debauchery, woke up to the fact that, IN FACT, the invented problem, proposed by insecure, uneducated, pariah’s of society themselves, was nothing but a sham! And finally, all the denial over years of being screamed and scammed into believing the lives they were living were a menace to society, and NOT their OWN true selves…The Stonewall Inn Riots began… It is now July 1, 2019, and within the 50 years of the first real rebellion for the LGBTQ community to find freedom and equality, we still find, that the truth is still difficult for some to reveal, who instead pretend that REVELATIONS in a Bible supersede the nature of being human! People are people! (verses from the song People are People/Martin Lee Gore)

I am an American, I am a Human, I have Empathy, I have Emotions, I Will Never, EVER Again Remain Silent!

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