woke up, fell out of bed

 “Woke up, fell out of bed

Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the bus in seconds flat
Made my way upstairs and had a smoke
And everybody spoke and I went into a dream” (A Day In The Life/John Lennon/Paul McCartney)

 

Today, Amy Coney Barret, The Handmaid for 2020 is about to “Prepare ye the way of the Lord Prepare ye the way of the Lord
Oh, the way of the Lord,” (Godspell/Jeremy Riddle) and in doing so will tear down a wall which used to keep the divide between church and state. (Amazing, Trump is always wanting to build walls, but chooses a woman who considers being CHATTEL, is the way to go.) She will invoke another Justice (Anton Scalia), who considered that he too understood the original intent of the Founding Fathers when they wrote the Constitution (as if he was actually present) and insist that somehow women’s reproductive rights, LGBTQ rights, and of course affordable health care were not mentioned September 17, 1787, when the Constitution was written during the Philadelphia Convention—now known as the Constitutional Convention, and for people like “Of Barret” (see Handmaid Tales written by Margaret Atwood), those good ole’ days were meant to remain alive, even though the world in which they were written has evolved! But appeasing buyers of Snake Oil, and those who believe paying the snake oil salesmen to pray will get you into Heaven, is the electoral trick, that Trump and the GOP aspire to, so “OF BARRET” is the best hypocrisy can buy!

 

“Your lips tell me no no
But there's yes yes in your eyes
I've been missing your kissing just because I wasn't wise
I'll stop my scheming and dreaming 'cause I realize
Your lips tell me no no
But there's yes yes in your eyes.” (There’s Yes, Yes In Your Eyes/Cliff Friend/Joseph H. Santly) 

 

Donald Trump’s personal physician, Dr. Sean Conley, said the president told him this morning, “I feel great!” in a Wednesday health update that left many critical questions unanswered. On Saturday, a week after being hospitalized with COVID-19, President Donald Trump told hundreds of gathered supporters at the White House that the virus that left him gasping for air is “disappearing.” In that same week, 13 states reported record numbers of new coronavirus infections. President Donald Trump’s condition has improved since receiving care at Walter Reed Medical Center after testing positive for the coronavirus, Trump’s physician, Dr. Sean Conley, said on Saturday. The briefing raised new questions about when it was known that the president was sick. People that provide medical services are bound by the Health Insurance Portability and Accountability Act or HIPAA which forbids them from sharing a patient’s personal health records. So it is unclear why Trump took the extra step and had employees allegedly sign an NDA. And, once again professionals, educated and supposedly intelligent were bought and bribed, and “just following orders, permitting Patient Zero to spread the droplets of COVID as if they were IOU’s to his debtors! All of this as America watches MASH like hospitals pop up in the Red States, where of course, where COVID is still considered a Progressive/Pelosi/Schumer/Soros/Chinese Flu Hoax. Oh yeah, and 7.79 cases of COVID run rampant in the USA, and I suppose as Trump states “it is what it is,” 215, 000 deaths in the USA from COVID!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Where or When

 Dr. Sean Conley did not indicate whether the president had recently taken a Covid-19 test and did not say what treatment, if any, Trump is currently undergoing. It was not immediately clear if Trump has tested negative for the coronavirus. In his own personal battle with the disease, Trump has tried to project immortal strength while risking the exposure of people around him, including Secret Service members and his own top aides. To critics, it is yet another example of Trump ignoring the public health risks of the pandemic. The daily rise in coronavirus cases set new records in six U.S. States and worldwide. Missouri, Montana, North Dakota, Ohio, Oklahoma, and West Virginia all had record single-day increases in cases on Friday, according to NBC News Tally. 

“It seems we stood and talked like this before
We looked at each other in the same way then
But I can't remember where or when

The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore
The smile you are smiling you were smiling then
But I can't remember where or when

Some things that happened for the first time
Seem to be happening again.” (Where or When/Richard Rogers)

 

Music, it was always running rampant from radios in our kitchen, living room, and the bedroom of my parents. I would visit my favorite Aunt, (My Aunt Meercy, who I thought looked like Doris Day, and provided me with all of the life and opening doors that Auntie Mame did for her nephew), in the 1950’s I knew the lyrics to songs once popular from the ’30s or ’40s. It’s the lyrics my mother and aunt would tell me after they crooned in harmony with their favorite vocalist…no it’s the melody, and the lyrics, they both would then add, still tapping their toes and swaying. Whatever it might have been, the songs sung and replayed reminded my mother and aunt of those mystic moments, when a memory permits a revision of sorts as to the truth, and make-believe, wishful thinking, and thinking full of wishes, that may have come true, might have almost existed, or actually happened!

 

The dread of the headlines never ceases. The lies, the politicization, the intentional disdain for others, and the true fear of leadership by Trump, who never truly has led, but bullied, combined, NOW with stupid people crawling out from under rocks, caressing ignorance, considering it bliss, is so OVERWHELMING, I have to wonder, how there ever can be anything else but doom! As the latest round of propaganda foments from within the White House, I grow sad and wary. Somehow, as I passed by a photo of my mother with her sister (My favorite Aunt), the song Where or When zig then zagged in my brain, and the last two sentences in the lyrics just decided to lay claim to my brain: “Some things that happen for the first, seem to happen again!”

 

 

 

Anger

 “Anger ... it's a paralyzing emotion ... you can't get anything done. People sort of think it's an interesting, passionate, and igniting feeling — I don't think it's any of that — it's helpless ... it's absence of control — and I need all of my skills, all of the control, all of my powers ... and anger doesn't provide any of that — I have no use for it whatsoever." ― Toni Morrison

 

I am working a summer job, (Ahhhhh, to be young again, but at 70, to be old enough to feel young enough to actually feel that age is just a number!) I start my shift at 10:00 am, but need at least two hours of prep time, which includes acknowledgment of my love for my husband (YES, Clearance Thomas, I am a man and my spouse is a man), time for our dog Chance (Pets and kisses are a necessary application), preparing my health conscience lunch (Any more fruit and veggies I know I will begin to grow roots or sprouts), first writing a blog (Because Silence Equals Death), then permitting myself at least 15 minutes of Morning Joe on MSNBC (Yeah, he and Mika both embraced Trump way back, but there are actually some mature Talking Heads and most importantly Journalists who get their 15 minutes of FACT), Poop time for me, then Poop time for Chance, and wham bam I am off to work for the next  7 hours.  Joe warns me, be careful what I watch or read before I leave the house and warns me again be very careful what you watch or read when you return home…and please honey, he adds no news before bed! (Nothing can cause insomnia more than One Minute of a Trump Lie or a Trump Enabler Lying for him!)  I try, I HONESTLY, try to listen to the man who loves me and cares for me (Yes, Amy Coney Barrett, I am a man he is a man, but in this relationship, I am not my husbands HANDMAID.)  I either am lucky that my job permits me time to browse the Internet, or I am actually cursed with too much time on my hands and BROWSE the Internet…but I do, and the fear turns into rage, and the rage morphs into anger. And with no control, as if I am an addict, I rant, and post, rave and post, snark and post, and my entire day IS consumed with one question: WHY AND HOW DOES EVIL THRIVE! 

 

“All over the place, from the popular culture to the propaganda system, there is constant pressure to make people feel that they are helpless, that the only role they can have is to ratify decisions and to consume.” ― Noam Chomsky

 

Imagine, no don’t imagine, just recall history, from the days of Adolph Hitler to the Jihadist Terrorists with bombs taped to their bodies, to the answers always provided when mass Shootings take place, you know “Thoughts and Prayers, no other fucking thing else…So, in 2020, we have Patient Zero, still contagious, cheating on taxes, committing fraud, but demanding he is the Law and Order Candidate, asking his personal attorney (I mean the USA’S Attorney General) to start investigations on his political opponents, and held hostage as a mass murderer, running through the hallways of the People’s House, and just as dangerous as bullets,  everyone he with whom he comes into contact is in danger of losing their lives or certainly damaging their lives. I am not sure how all of this part of current events will end, but when it is actually history, I will know that I WAS ANGRY, very ANGRY, and I did not want to spend 4 years of my life being in that condition!

 

 

 

 

Madman Across The Water

 “I can see very well

There's a boat on the reef with a broken back
And I can see it very well
There's a joke and I know it very well
It's one of those that I told you long ago
Take my word I'm a madman, don't you know.” (Madman Across the Water/Elton John)

 

It was 1971, I was 21 years of age, I had begun to view the world, with the same eyes, but this time focused at a different angle, and encouraged to look not only around me, but past myself, and actually stare into the dim light called the future! I no longer had the luxury of looking the other way, to avoid, the things I either did not want to see, nor care to permit any introspection to interrupt my sight; but actually, just to begin the ritual of survival, notice, and acknowledge!

 

All of whatever had been, began to unravel and the hiding places, nooks, and crannies used to deny, or defer, or deflect, were being renovated, and I now had to reconcile with the notion maybe I was that Emperor and I were wearing no clothes, which translated for me, that truth and honor, direction and purpose, were rearranging, my atoms, and like it or not, tomorrow had arrived, and I needed to be ready.

 

It is now October 9, 2020, I am 70 years of age, soon headed toward the embrace of the next decade of living, and even with all of the lessons learned, the nurturing knitted into my framework of being and believing, the catastrophes of life and death, fortune or fame, destiny or fate, or just human choice and chance, I somehow still witness a madman across the water, who has become more and more a monster, and more and more a maddening manifestation of HATE and FEAR. And more than ever I must NOW, depend on all I had ever been, and still remain to fight the evil which has permeated and been permitted to replace sanity! And this HURTS, deep angst-riddled HURT!

 

“Once a fool had a good part in the play
If it's so would I still be here today
It's quite peculiar in a funny sort of way
They think it's very funny everything I say
Get a load of him, he's so insane
You better get your coat dear
It looks like rain, yeah” (Madman Across the Water/Elton John)

 

 

 

 

3 take-a-ways

 I have made my husband more anxious than ever regarding our political misfortunes in this nation, not on purpose, but perhaps via osmosis, and sheer momentum of my perseveration and sad intervention with pure EVIL, in the form of TRUMP and the countless demons at the ready to enable and encourage his insidiousness! I had never recognized EVIL, the pure essence of bad versus good, wrong versus right, until faced with it continuously over the past almost four years in the form of every word, action, deed, lie, fraud, intent, and crime demonstrated with such expertise by the indulgence of a mentally incapacitated individual suffering from numerous mental health conditions and syndromes, as TRUMP. I write all of this (and if you have read any of my blogs or postings you already knew everything I just said), BECAUSE, Joe decided we should watch the Vice-Presidential reality show titled a debate. I honestly had still been recovering from the first train wreck a few days ago, and my body still needed more oxygen to heal, but if Joe was THAT interested, I would, of course, sit with him, and not permit the anticipated angst variety show to be something he had to bear on his own! Afterall, Clearance Thomas, Joseph Alito, and perhaps Amy Coney Barrett, our same-sex-marital vows included for better or worse!”  

 

So much to say, but I believe it was the entire absence of any emotion, or facial expression, coming from Mrs. Pence’s Little Boy, and Donald Trump’s Puppet, Mike Pence, accompanied by lie after lie, fiction as steroids similar to the drugs consumed by Trump providing him with an even more irrational reality, that honestly captured my gut, and made the entire DEBACLE, as unbearable as possible. Pence made certain he used those MAGA words like FRACKING/GREEN DEAL/BERNIE SANDERS/LIBERAL/ to appease his cringeworthy Trump fanbase and had to have mentioned the name of either President TRUMP, or Donald Trump over 8,000 times. All of which, he spoke demonstrating HIS inability to NOT provide any empathy, but pile on the BULL SHIT.

 

But there were three take-a-ways, from the DEBACLE, which haunted me, and wanted me to lash out at Joe, for his request that we watch this fiasco: The first was, that I actually thought I saw a reflection of the fires of Hell in Pence’s right eye, a reddish hint of something I had only seen in Supernatural movies of possession, (the Media is wondering if that was indeed Pink Eye. The second was the fly landing on Pence’s head, which, again if you ever watch movies about Possession, you know that once the flies arrive, the Devil has entered the room. And the third, just evil, and just as scary, the comment that Trump could not be a Racist, because he has Jewish Grandchildren! I stopped caring that once again the MODERATOR, was useless, and no one really answered her questions, and I pretended that this was more than just one more TRUMP excuse for attention. And then Joe and I  looked at each, sighed, and headed for bed!

Three New Things

 A few more what the fuck has happened to this nation! So Facebook has now banned the hashtag Proud Boys, not because it was the White Supremacists who initiated the page, not because the Proud Boys has claimed to be proudly White Supremacists, NOPE, NADA, NONE of THAT…THAT would have made too much sense, and provided the people at FB who somehow thi9nk living in their Ivory Tower makes them understand the ethos of the nation, and or receive plenty of kickback from Conservative Wealthy Donors…the hashtag Proud Boys was suddenly dumped because, the GAY BOYS decided to take ownership and shame the White Nationalists, and call them out. Suddenly being Proud and a Boy meant accepting your own sexuality…and it seems THAT WAS TOO MUCH FOR FACEBOOK to tolerate! If not, then I am really curious as to why, when the LGBTQ community decided they were Proud Boys Facebook censored the #Proud Boys once and for all!

 

So no more Stimulus Checks, from the Congress, because Trump is waiting to be re-elected and thinks he is going to punish all of us if we do not vote for him. See, America here is the thing, if the Majority of Republicans in the Senate decided that we the people were more of a priority, than kissing Trump's COVID riddled ass, they would override any perceived Presidential Veto. See, America, Congress creates law and then usually passes them…if Congress truly believed that their constituents counted more than the verbal abuse from trump or his bullying, they would unanimously vote yes on a Stimulus Package…The House has done it almost three times already…So, Americans when you go to vote (if that IS still a thing) remember that the Senator from your state is he or she a GOP Goon, just gave you the Middle Finger.

 

And not last nor least, but for now, the end of THIS rant, who gives a shit if anyone working for Trump gets ill from COVID. Honestly, except for the valets, and housekeeping staff, and of course the Secret Service, and the Military Guards, anyone who still remains working in the COVID Pandemic Epicenter of America the White House, and does not quit or leave or find another rock to crawl back under, who the fuck really cares…we know Trump DOES NOT CARE…so please new people ANNOUNCE all the newly infected White House Staff, because they decided working for a dangerous despot is more important than their lives, and more disgusting the lives of their family members and friends! 

Hippocratic or Hypocritic

 And now it is the destruction of Walter Reed Hospital, and the once professional and educated medical staff, hired to work in an institution, that the Military and previous politicians and people of power, embraced as a true sign that intelligent life could survive in the United States. Nothing remains the same, nothing ever matters, and nothing is surviving the sociopath and his mentally disturbed and delusional psyche, known as TRUMP.

 

Over 200,000 deaths from a disease which easily became a Pandemic, and a spur (not too unlike TRUMPS, own bone spurs)toward the political machinations and mayhem and manifestation to remain in power, by TRUMP, but even with the death and dying and decay of a society, TRUMP feigns victim, and preys upon the nation, encouraging distrust, and villainization of the scientific and medical communities because they know too many facts! Pretending to either become ill from COVID, or actually attempting to catch it spread it and then with the assistance of the best medical treatment, only he is offered, OR pretending that COVID is such a manageable illness, that only wimps and Blue State snowflakes actually succumb from it, TRUMP now figures he can be the real HE-MAN UBER AMERICAN, by letting us know the COVID is just a MEH, on the aggravation of life cycle!

 

I don’t care if he lives or dies from this disease, but here is what I do care about…I want to know why suddenly almost en-masse, and by SECRET ORDER, most Repu8blicans suddenly admit to being positive from COVID…(are they that concerned about losing the election that they place themselves on the TRUMP chopping block, thinking they will receive the pity vote) AND I want am PISSED as I can be at the so-called Physicians who treated TRUMP at Walter Reed, and why they decided to forgo their The Hippocratic Oath (is an oath of ethics historically taken by physicians. It is one of the most widely known of Greek medical texts. In its original form, it requires a new physician to swear, by a number of healing gods, to uphold specific ethical standards.) and replace it with a HYPOCRITIC ACTION, by lying to the public about this Pandemic, acting in concert with TRUMP, and ignoring all professional protocol, let alone responsibly in informing the public about this Pandemic? And I want the American Medical Association to demand, a review of the Walter Reed physicians, and let the public know just what happened in treating TRUMP! And as an American, I want the medical records of the President of the United States (my public servant made PUBLIC…) For the Walter Reed staff to permit the fiction of this Pandemic to become as contagious as the CORONABVIRUS itself, is like committing pre-meditated murder!