Abby’s Day (Sunday Song Series)

Welcome to our ongoing journey thru the vast realm of Sunday titled songs. Our Week #107 stopover meets up with this day’s tour guide, Ms. Abby Travis, who’ll be filling in all the pertinent lyrical / philosophical details to Sunday is the Day for Love.

A few fun facts, courtesy of her YouTube channel’s About Section…

“Abby Travis is an American musician, songwriter, and performer. In the 1990s Travis began working as a touring bass player. She has worked with The Go-Go’s, The Eagles of Death Metal, Masters of Reality, The Bangles, KMFDM, Beck, and Elastica. Abby’s first solo record was released under the moniker The Abby Travis Foundation; the rest have been under her own. To date she has released at total of four solo albums: The Abby Travis Foundation, Cutthroat Standards & Black Pop, GlitterMouth, and IV.”

Visit her Official Website, too!

If you’d like to check out our next destination, let’s meet up back here seven days from now. Till then…

 

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The U.S. Extreme Court is Coming!

 

Preface: Regrettably, women maintaining full, legal control over their own bodies, rarely, if ever, is assured. While, in a perfect world, they’d rarely, if ever, need to seek abortions, such perfection rarely, if ever, is attainable.

Ever since Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s demise, misogynistic senators have been in hog heaven, while waddling about DC’s metaphorical barnyard and wallowing in its standard issue mud puddle. They’ve been gleefully oinking, snorting and squealing about getting another crack at loading up the U.S. Supreme Court bench with, yet, another intolerant, injudicious ideologue.

Hell, these porkers have already summarily approved Donald J. Trump’s nominee; even though they know not who “The Chosen One’s” chosen one will be. All we really know is that the fake prez will be handpicking a woman, who is only a woman at the XX chromosome level. Functioning only at an atypically inconsiderate level, she will strike down Roe v. Wade; thereby, eventually, rendering all abortion (maybe even contraception) illegal.

Of course, such a political approach rarely, if ever addresses the root cause of abortion’s demand; namely, poverty. The  rarely, if ever answered question:

Why should rock-a-bye baby raising be a bough breaking, break the bank prospect?

Such a discussion could go on and on, but for the sake of brevity, let’s now cut to the chase.

Each and every feminist, now dwelling within Donny’s Dystopian America, must prepare herself for life overruled by a radical Supreme Court; an Extreme Court. In response, she must militantly nail her manifesto to her boudoir door to proclaim:

“So long as congressmen and judicial hacks insist on controlling women’s bodies, I will be controlling men’s bodies. If the only way for me to prevent problem pregnancies is to avoid sexual congress, then so be it!”

Perhaps, at that juncture, knuckle dragging senators’ feminist-idled gonads would cause them to go mad, leaving them little choice but to surrender to womankind’s demands for gender equality and the right to choose?

Granted, such a scenario is neither practicable nor sustainable. At best, this only illustrates the extreme measures it would take to trump Trump’s mucked up, U.S. Extreme Court; if that’d even be possible.

 

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AB Negative Narrative

 

We the People have not been abeam, abloom and abubble. Instead, we’re abundantly taken aback when, right from within DC’s Alabaster Abode, abject aberrations from the accepted norms abound.

That’s the obsessed and abscessed absolutist’s locale, from which he launches his absurd, abrasive, abusive, abysmal, abnormal, abominable, abhorrent, above the law plot.

That’s the crime scene, from where he unabashedly and abruptly abets the abatement, ablation, abortion, abrogation, abbreviation, abridgement, abolishment of human / civil rights; where he threatens to set ablaze the absentee ballots, too.

We the unwilling to grant absolution to any duly dethroned, refusing to abdicate power tyrant; we who are not able.to abide by / get aboard with Democracy’s absorption by Fascism, can only feel abandoned and abducted.

When our Constitutional protective passages do an about-face WTF is left?

Might we “escape” by going the absinthe and other potent potables route?

Might we abstain by absconding abroad ISO the aboriginal paradise lands?

 

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Postcard Parable (The Grade F F’er)

 

Once upon a time, an odd Ogre, afflicted with malignant narcissism,
bovine spongiform encephalopathy, tertiary syphilis & Alzheimer’s,
hopelessly mucked up (beyond all recognition and repair), the very
homeland he swore on the Bible he’d preserve, protect and defend!
As such, his ferocious delusions of grandeur misled him; resulted in
his erroneously grading his leadership skills A+ while 6 out of every
10 of his subjects only deemed the F’er F-worthy. Not “owning” even
one achievement to present to non-cultist electors, his traveling the
high road to stay in power wasn’t a viable option. Ergo, his low road
spin doctors sabotaged fair elections! He won. Citizens lost! The End!
Moral 1: Unfit kings are best served by doctors of medicine; not spin!
Moral 2: Spin doctors can only worsen & prolong what ails a nation!
Obiter Dictum: Stay safe at home!  Mask up in public!  Stay Healthy!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is there a Doctor in the house?

 

For anyone who actually gives a damn about public health / saving humanity, it’s impossible to not notice what common sense suggests could be a matter of life and death. Here’s what’s happening.

Now that in-person learning is underway within my community’s public schools, multiple dozens of student athletes have been jogging on the city sidewalks; unmasked and in a too close formation, which could not, possibly, even be approaching bare minimum, social distancing recommendations.

Granted, the medical experts have been claiming that COVID-19, typically, harms old people more than young AND, supposedly, is not particularly communicable outdoors.

Yet, Corona-V is so novel, one has to wonder…

• Do we really know every last damned one of its deadly capabilities?

• What about its adeptness at adapting / evolving into something even worse?

• Who’s to say that outdoor running’s increased, intensified respiration is not a risk factor?

• What if Trump’s bereft of science delusions still dictate Centers for Disease Control health safety protocols?

• Would it not be better to err on the side of caution?

• Since outdoor jogging affords plenty of room, why not triple the recommended social distancing norms?

• Is there a Doctor in the schoolhouse to look out for the well-being of the student body?

• Is there a Doctor in the vast WordPress house who, if warranted, would allay such concerns?

 

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Susanne Scherer Shares a S&G Song

Preface: Bold font denotes paraphrased and quoted lyrical passages.

Susanne Scherer and Thomas Kolbin front MoonSun; which they describe as a Symphonic Power Metal Band.

Their usage of stunning orchestration and visuals further dramatize the dark, creeping, lyrical visions planted by Paul Simon within his composition, Sound of Silence; originally released back on 09/12/1965.

Simon emphasized / MoonSun reemphasizes how little good can ever come of a society when human rights (among them, freedom of speech) get sickened by a cancerous silence; when the people have “bowed and prayed to the neon god they made”; especially when that neon is a garish ORANGE!

 

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Still Hopeful Neil deGrasse Tyson

The witty and wise Neil deGrasse Tyson weighs in on a variety of current issues, among them, how American governors’ efforts to halt the spread of COVID-19 have all been hampered by our (in title only) president and his unforgivably, inexplicably non-existent national, unified response…

“One state [will] open up its restrictions while another state doesn’t, that’s adjacent to it? That’s like designating a peeing section of a swimming pool.”

That, in part, has got to explain why We, the critical thinking People, are all pissed off!

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If we build it, fair play will come?

 

The intent of America’s Founding Fathers had been to establish a Supreme Court staffed by non-partisan, scrupulous judges, whose main function was (still should be) to deem laws either fair or foul. Sounds straightforward enough, huh?

To employ a baseball metaphor, that’d make each judge akin to an umpire who declares base hits / line drives EITHER fair and in play OR foul and out of bounds.

Expanding on that trope, just as umpires are not supposed to be rewriting Major League Baseball’s rule book, judges are not supposed to be rewriting laws / the U.S. Constitution.

Granted, there are times when judges must strike down foul laws. And in that sense, this is legislating from the bench. Obviously, that’s not all bad. At that juncture, it merely becomes incumbent upon the actual legislators to mitigate that judicial power; i.e., by enacting unprejudiced legislation that’ll pass subsequent Supreme sniff tests.

Let’s look at this from the fair-minded baseball fans’ perspective, too. Just as we’d never want to witness an umpire wearing a hometown baseball cap / waving a home team pennant behind home plate (or anywhere else on the damned diamond), we sure as hell would never want to see a SCOTUS judge donning a dumb-ass MAGA hat or waving a freakin’ Trump flag.

Factoring in the odious Trumpian republic, for which that flag stands, We the decent People would never want any of HIS damned judges donning brownshirted or white robed / hooded uniforms, either.

Truth be told, tyrant Trump no longer even attempts to hide his raw, rabid racism and every other nasty “ism” known to humankind. As such, not unlike his (figurative) Fascist diaper, he’s been loading up HIS Supreme Court (lower Federal courts, too), with judges who wind up forever beholden to him.

Seeing how Trump already owns HIS supreme cronies, Neil Gorsuch and Brett Kavanaugh, they’ll be doing their damnedest to pleasure him / permit him to muck up free elections with impunity. Talk about a corrupt quid pro quo, huh? So much for non-partisans, huh?

Let’s shift gears a bit. America has a wealth of racial, ethnic, gender and religious / secular diversity. Should not our Supreme Court Bench actually reflect everything positive associated with each of those qualities?

More to the point, seeing how, as of 2018, 35% of Americans describe themselves as conservative, 35% as moderate and 26% as liberal, what part of Trump stacking HIS court with a conservative 6 to 3 majority involves justice for all?

Considering that formidable 61% moderate / liberal bloc, it’s, indeed, astounding how the 35% conservative minority still dominates and debases the political playing field.

As such, it would prove difficult to usher in the much needed and long overdue Supreme Court image makeover; one which could, someday, see those 9 judges mirroring America’s robust, full-bodied diversity.

Hell, factoring in Trump’s looming Fascist overthrow, even hopes for a 3 liberal – 3 moderate – 3 conservative split would be asking for too much.

Would it shock anyone were he to fire these Supreme Court judges after the November elections?

Or, at the very least, demote them to Court Jesters?

 

 

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