Whispers into the Raging Winds

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I’ve been having a tough time finding sufficient motivation to continue posting. However…

Going on the premise that an adequate, cursory blog is better than no blog at all, what follows are my first waking, thoughts… exasperated long sighhhhhh… on this new, old pandemic day.

Beyond the debilitation and death, the microbial villain, Corona-V, has exposed humankind’s other weaknesses.

What we’ve been witnessing has been an ever increasing percentage of society, mind you, the very people who claim to be reputable, who have, instead, demonstrated a magnitude of ignorance, impatience, selfishness, rapacity, recalcitrance, hatred and hostility, that, to say the least, makes one wonder if they’re beyond redemption.

To briefly flesh out my above words, we find the Trumpian type of leader, who is more concerned about saving his own political bacon than saving humankind; who prioritizes his homelands’ fiscal issues over physical well-being.

And then we witness the misled masses, who flat-out refuse to do the bare minimum; namely social distance / mask up to slow the spread of this ferociously communicable, fatal virus and its even more contagious, deadlier variants. Nope, not even when to do so would allow society to fast-track it back to the ignorant, impatient, selfish, rapacious, recalcitrant, hateful and hostile status quo.

As if all of this human suffering and death has not been bad enough, already, within my homeland (a.k.a. gun sick America), armed to the teeth, mass murderer sociopaths have been prematurely coming out of pandemic quarantine; committing hate crimes and unleashing pandemonium; training their weapons’ cross-hairs on anyone who crosses their paths.

Alas, this post’s word count does not count for much; not when it’s little more than whispers into the raging winds of change; for the worse.

Parting words for anyone who may still be reachable…

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
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St. Patrick (1 Quick Limerick #103)

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A St. Patrick’s Day limerick, clean,
To remind us to think in terms green,
Keep Mother Earth in cool health,
Do not pursue too much wealth,
Avoid emerald envy, obscene!

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Nightmares and Dreams Come True

It’s only natural for us to react with anxiety and skepticism when a dream come true solution finally arrives to scare off our wide awake, round-the-clock, nightmare problems.

More to the point, when life securing vaccines suddenly roll into our hometowns to combat pandemic magnitude, debilitating and deadly disease.

To varying degrees, most of us have not been immune to experiencing the side effect of reluctance; i.e., when the moment to roll up our sleeves presents itself in the here and now. Well, if this will make any of you feel any better, consider the following pep talk that (full disclosure) I’ve also been giving to myself:

When we witness society’s privileged class pushing and shoving us, the commoners, aside, in their feverish attempts to cut to the head of the vaccination line, that means the vaccines have gotta be safe.

More to the point, that’s what upper crusters do best; i.e., deem us lab rats at their disposal; (you know) just to see if we experience any detrimental side effects.

I hope such rationale proves useful to you.

Additionally, until the vaccinations help humanity achieve herd immunity:

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HI! PI!

Since I could not say it better in 2021, have fun checking out last year’s PI Day post. Well, uh, it’ll be fun, especially if you’re a nerd like me.

CommonSenseTom

3.14

Obviously, these three digits represent the current month and day… or… as any math geek would readily inform us…

Today is…TA-DA… PI Day!

For countless generations, mathematicians have represented PI by the (more or less) equivalent fraction 22/7 OR… in other words… 22 divided by 7… which equals the close-but-no-cigar quotient…

3.1428571

Of course, when we compare that to the following, drastically abbreviated, representation of PI, well… I think we can readily agree that that above quotient is not close enough…

3.1415926

What will get us much closer is the fraction we’ll arrive at when we double the first three odd numbered digits 113355. Next we need to group these six digits thusly… 355 and 113… and reconfigure them as the fraction 355/113. OR… in other words this becomes… 355 divided by 113… which nets us the quotient… can somebody give us a drum roll… TA-DA…

3.1415929

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Ghost Town Stats R Us / U.S.

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365 days per year X 24 hours per day X 60 minutes per hour = 525,600 minutes per year

The (known) U.S. Ccvid-19 deaths during the past 12 months = 545,662 > 1 death per minute

That’s as if any one of the half million population U.S. municipalities, such as Albuquerque NM, Tuscon and Mesa AZ, Fresno and Sacramento CA, Atlanta GA and Kansas City MO had suddenly become a ghost town.

Wherever you reside in our world, make damned sure you don’t give up the ghost to Corona-V. Until the wise medical professionals tell us otherwise:

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Did an IgnoraNus Pay Me a Visit?

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To help confirm my subject matter’s www worthiness, I’ll occasionally delay a posting date to subject my content to a litmus test; i.e., to see if my passion wanes. Seeing how, now, over seven weeks later, my strong feelings persist, here we go…

January 20, 2021 had not only been Inauguration Day in America, but had also marked the two week anniversary of Donald J. Trump’s attempt to overthrow America; a.k.a. America’s darkest day.

What else does one call it when the subversive POTUS assembles, motivates and mobilizes his private army of domestic terrorists; incites them to go on a rampage where they (literally) shit all over the premises; attempt to take out, lynch, hang, etc. the political enemies of his own making (inclusive of his very own Vice President); do their damnedest to prevent the formal, Constitutionally mandated certification of Joe Biden’s Electoral College victory.

That America’s nearly 2½ century long tradition, re the orderly transition of power, had trumped Trump’s coup d’état; that Joe Biden, the man I had helped to elect, was now standing upon the world stage to take his Oath of Office had me breathing a sigh of relief; and more. So caught up in the spirit of that historic, uniquely American moment, I even flung open my home’s front door to proudly hang my nation’s flag.

However, within mere minutes of making my patriotic statement, there came this angry sounding pounding on my (fortunately) locked screen door. Out of habit, I warily peered thru the main door’s peep hole.

Seeing how my flag was blocking my view, all that appeared was one of the optically distorted red stripes. By the time I had relocated to ever-so-cautiously crack open the living room curtains, whoever had stood on my front porch had already vamoosed. Nobody in sight was hoofing or lead footing their getaway.

Soooooo… had those three startling thumps been “courtesy” of a Trumper? The type of Klansman / Brownshirt, who’d much rather snappily salute a Civil War era Confederate flag and/or clenched fist pump at a WW-II era Nazi flag.

Even as I type these words, I keep trying to reassure myself that, perhaps, my unexpected visitor had merely been a friendly neighbor or some desperate to earn his/her commission, door-to-door salesperson, but…

Ever since the onset of the pandemic, such appearances have been trending in the range from rare to virtually non-existent.

Of course, considering how there still are 74,216,154 ignoraNuses (<— not a typo) out there, who had voted for Trump last Election Day; who still believe his flat out lies about voter fraud, how can I not worry that one of these buttheads had resorted to the clenched pounding fist approach to rebut my visual Op-Ed; the American Flag’s true blue statement.

And how do I know, with any certainty, that this angry entity won’t come back?

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Knockin’ ‘Round His Gnarly Noggin

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At some juncture, most of us have awoken with recollections of surreal, lurid night terrors; typically, accompanied by that unshakable creepy, weirded out feeling.

During the wee hours of this new day, I found myself experiencing that unenviable, unnerving state of mind. The significant diff, here, was, instead of that cropping up upon my departure from the realm of nightmares, this materialized while reentering / reclaiming, anew, my wide-awake parcel of the pandemic redefined America; a once great nation left battered and trampled to near-death by a recently dethroned, narcissistic, fascistic bastard. He was (still is) America’s wide awake nightmare.

Alas, this disconcerting phenomenon goes even deeper than that.

If you’ve ever wondered what it’d be like to see thru the mind’s eye of that mentally disturbed individual, that did get fully externalized from January 20, 2017 thru January 20, 2021.

I mean, look no further than America’s socioeconomic ruins. Transcending even the physical / fiscal malaise, we become eyewitness to his grotesque, ferocious brand of divisiveness, racism, classism, sexism and ageism; nearly every negative ism known to humankind. Hell, during his reign of terror, nearly everything that’s essential to a vibrant, enduring society did go wrong. If you find your own homeland in a similar state of collapse, you do have my sympathy.

Perhaps worse yet, is how, so far, he has escaped punishment; all of which means that he’ll be back, not unlike our recurring night terrors.

Now I ask, if knockin’ ‘round his gnarly noggin is not akin to a wide awake nightmare, WTF is?

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My Undying Thanks to Gov. Whitmer!

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On 03/10/2020, one year ago, I walked the short walk to the polls to cast my vote in the Michigan Presidential Primary. Lurking in the back of my mind were the first two reports of Covid-19; mere counties away from my humble homestead. I even asked the poll workers if they were already planning, ahead, for the possibility that the pandemic would not allow us to vote in person. Short answer: They were!

On this same day, our Democratic Party Governor, Gretchen Whitmer, declared a State of Emergency. Within mere days she shrewdly shuttered all K-12 schools, banned all gatherings of 250 or more, and restricted visitations to residential, health care and juvenile centers; and, the rest, as “they say”, is history.

I have always taken Whitmer’s counsel seriously and it would not be hyperbole for anyone to state that had she been President of the United States of America, or, at the very least, had Donald J. Trump’s ear (and, of course, had that ear been connected to a fully functioning brain), our homeland would’ve never become the paradigm for:

WHAT TO NEVER TO DO DURING A PANDEMIC!

Conversely, Whitmer’s cogent strategy centered on:

EVERYTHING WE MUST DO DURING A PANDEMIC!

Granted, Whitmer does not know me from Adam; has never spent even a nanosecond reading my posts. Nonetheless, I would like to publicly offer up my undying thanks to this great Governor for mitigating the human suffering and death; for saving the life of every Michigander who took to heart her calmly presented, timely, science-centric medical advice.

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Gut Instincts

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Advice from one commoner to another: We must NEVER permit cranially
constipated, conservative, egocentric “leaders” (who we’ve got absolutely
nothing in common with), to lead us down the garden path. To do so is to
wind up traveling down the Road to Ruin; the Dead End passage akin to a
strangulated, gangrenous, GI Tract; all backed up with rotting, fetid fecal
matter; where ALL hopes, dreams and aspirations go to suffocate and die!
To gut the gross and grasp the glorious, mind meld with this sage counsel!

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Handing Out H2O is a Misdemeanor

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It’s bad enough to become an eyewitness to the despotic tactics of one Donald J. Trump; that fascistic, narcissistic, moronic, lunatic psychotic who, in a pathetic attempt to save face, tweeted and bleated flat out lies; i.e., made lame excuses to downplay his undeniable ballot box loss to Joe Biden.

Nope, there was no way in hell that he’d ever admit the truth, namely, that We the People, the voters of sound mind and body, absolutely would NEVER reward him for his monumental incompetence. To literally flesh out just one aspect of his ineptitude, it had been his do nothing approach to pandemic mitigation, which has, to date, resulted in nearly 539,000 needless stateside deaths; and still counting.

Even worse, post 2020 Election Day, just to further his lies, both he and his revolving door, gaggle of goons (alleged attorneys, all) had become guilty of perpetrating the very fraud they were attempting to prove; could never prove, simply because it had always been non-existent.

Indeed, no matter how hard they had attempted to turn the (figurative?) thumbscrews, no state level Secretaries of State / election officials; not even Trump’s very own, supposedly owned and operated crony adjudicators (all the way up to the U.S. Supreme Court) would ever stoop so low as to collude with that absolute loser.

Worst of all, that tyrant still flat out refused to concede; going so far as to foment insurrection; deploy his private army of domestic terrorists to the U.S. Capitol; bark out his orders to go on a deadly and destructive rampage.

And so, here we find ourselves a mere four months later, post war zone Washington DC now a gated community; being routinely patrolled and protected by the National Guard. Present and now ex elected officials, inclusive of Trump’s own Vice President Mike Pence, all living in fear of further violence; perhaps facing down their own vigilante meted out death sentences?

As to be expected, none of this has actually, fully, blown over yet.

In order to respond… no strike that… in order to overreact to non-existent voter fraud, we now eyewitness rabid conservative, state level legislators, nationwide, authoring draconian voter suppression strategies for the express purpose of making it totally impossible for liberal and progressive candidates to ever, again, win an election.

Hell, they might as well just cut to the chase; ram thru one party rule; namely, declare it absolutely illegal to be anything other than a fascistic, narcissistic, moronic, lunatic, psychotic Republican.

Am I overreacting? I think not. Not when down in the state of Georgia, we become eyewitness to how voting is destined to become even more difficult, if not totally out of the question; particularly within communities of color.

The devil is in the details.

“Georgia House Bill 531, which passed in the Georgia General Assembly on Monday, would add a voter ID requirement for absentee ballots, limit the number and locations of early voting drop-off boxes, and reduce early voting days during the weekends prior to an election — including allowing just one Sunday to vote early. If passed into law, individuals could be charged with misdemeanor crime if they hand out food or drinks to voters standing in line on election days.” [read more here]

Truthout Journalist Chris Walker • March 4, 2021

I’ll now end with my own commentary, just as I did several blogs ago.

“Upon factoring in all the above societal and political concerns, I’m not sure I even want to slog thru any of this shit anymore.”

Long sigh. Methinks my blogging days will soon be over. Hence, I’ll simply cut to the chase. If any of my readers now wish to un-follow / visitors opt to vamoose, I’ll understand. I, too, feel like running and never looking back; as fast and as far away as is humanly possible; were there any actual haven to run to. Hmm, might heaven await?

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