The Spirit of Helping

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My mega thanks to the anonymous reader, who recently opted to explore the very beginnings of my vast blog archive; to, in turn, remind me of some content that’ll remain, forevermore, near and dear to my heart.

To, in turn, inspire me to share that past post HERE.

It’s my belief that if this doesn’t capture the true spirit; the very essence of what our December / January holidays are supposed to stand for, I don’t know what does.

My best wishes to you for the happiest and healthiest days ahead…

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Watchfully Waiting

PREFACE: While what follows is far from a comprehensive appraisal, I am going on the premise that even an imperfect assessment, today, is still infinitely preferable to awaiting tomorrow’s more polished work. That said, here goes…

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In the highly unlikely possibility that one or two of you might be wondering about my recent disappearance from this platform, it’s all been with good reason.

You see, I’ve been laying low while contemplating the feasibility of my WP future. After all, the wisdom of continuing to blog from the liberal / progressive point of view is highly questionable when, ideologically speaking, the road “ahead” foreshadows an increasingly insufferable, apparently irreparable, chronically chaotic. hardcore right wing dystopia.

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While I still harbor the belief that the vast majority of humanity is honorable, within our (allegedly) representative government nations, does majority rule even rule anymore?

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In far too many instances, inveterate propaganda ministers have been whipping good people into exhaustion, apathy, silence and submission; into no questions asked / permitted acceptance of wretched, fetid (alleged) leadership.

And, re such stench, once folks have been conditioned into nose blindness, that makes the long overdue, desperately needed, ballot box deodorization process difficult, if not IMPOSSIBLE (especially when / where the odious powers-that-be have also resorted to suppression of fair, free elections).

How IMPOSSIBLE?

Well, with ever increasing frequency, (especially Stateside,) unscrupulous, arrogant, snot-nosed, incumbents and wannabes (whom the voters have justifiably denied the reins of power), have been throwing temper (Trumper) tantrums; so severe that they’ll make unfounded claims of widespread voter fraud and NEVER accept their undeniable ballot box defeats.

At that juncture, we can expect matters to deteriorate rapidly and rabidly. I’m sure I needn’t remind anyone of how turncoat Donald J. Trump and his private army of domestic terrorists attempted their brazen, grotesque, deadly, destructive, January 6th coup d’état at the U.S. Capitol.

Since such subversives have been left unchecked by Democrats, history is likely to repeat itself. As such, once the November 2022 ballots get tallied, any victors (who do not identify as MAGA) can expect to be wrongfully challenged and, in the end / THE END, even wind up flat-out denied their legitimately earned political power. In other words…

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Avarice, ignorance and decadence driven MAGA minority rule will rule; where the hard work of saving our human family / our troubled world will NEVER get done.

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While matters do appear glum, I’ll remind all American ballot casters (of good character) to keep the good thought that appearances can be deceiving. And more to the point…

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Voter suppression can be overcome by monumental voter turnout. En masse, our cast ballots can preserve, protect and defend our Founding Fathers’ vision for us; our posterity.

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And so, here I am; anxiously, watchfully waiting the outcome of the November 8th midterm elections; knowing fully well that we’re now confronted by this do or die moment in human history.

IF maniacal and moronic MAGA Republicans wind up taking out both the U.S. House and Senate, we might soon be waving good-bye to both President Joe Biden and Vice President Kamala Harris; if not impeached and ousted next year, they’ll both become lame ducks for the next two years.

In essence (and at the risk of repeating myself)…

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Avarice, ignorance and decadence driven MAGA minority rule will rule; where the hard work of saving our human family / our troubled world will NEVER get done.

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Beyond that? Well, how can anyone ever expect to survive any of THAT, let alone attempt to blog about it?

Personally, I’d never want to preside, in real time, over the demise of humanity / our planet. That’d be damn near impossible with my tears both blurring my vision and streaming downward to short-circuit my device’s keyboard.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Covid-19: Over and Out?

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On the 2020 virtual campaign trail, Joe Biden vowed (words to the effect) that, if elected as the next POTUS, he’d get the pandemic under control by allowing medical science to trump political science.

This past Sunday, during the President’s interview with 60 Minutes correspondent / anchor Scott Pelley, mid-term election year, political science overruled and forced Joe to go off script; to declare recklessly…

“The pandemic is over. We still have a problem with Covid. We’re still doing a lot of work on it … but the pandemic is over. If you notice, no one’s wearing masks. Everybody seems to be in pretty good shape. And so I think it’s changing.”

Joseph Biden • 18 September 2022
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Not so fast… say two POLITICO reporters, who debunk realistically…

“Despite Biden’s statement, Covid has continued to exact a toll in the United States and around the world. The John Hopkins [sic]* Coronavirus Resource Center lists more than 2 million Covid cases in the country in the last 28 days, with hundreds dying from the disease every day.” [Read Full Article Here]

David Cohen and Adam Cancryn • 09/18/2022 08:47 PM EDT
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Not so fast… say I, too. Let’s now rewind, replay and rehash the POTUS’ injudicious words and illogic; namely, “If you notice, no one’s wearing masks”, ergo, “Everybody seems to be in pretty good shape.”

Yes, Mr. Biden, unfortunately, I HAVE NOTICED, first hand, the maskless masses; and, trust me, that is hardly the accomplishment you may believe it to be. Au contraire, this is not only the epitome of alarming, human selfishness, thoughtlessness and recklessness, it’s also one of the major reasons why THE PANDEMIC IS NOT OVER; why the Coronavirus (fully capable of routinely, prolifically reinventing itself), may even result in vaccine resistant variants.

To say the very least… it’s that anti-mask pigheadedness that I find so baffling and maddening. My gawd, it’s merely a piece of cloth, folks! WTF is so tough about covering the ol’ honker and pie hole when we’re milling about crowded, indoor, public milieus? Why the calloused disregard for (hatred towards?) members of our human family?

To say a bit more… there may be one glimmer of reality to be found within Biden’s “good shape” quip; specifically his qualifying word, “seems”; which makes it seem as if he had attempted some in-real-time, walking back of his own words.

Let’s hope that’s a good sign that Biden is fully aware of these truths, which should be self-evident…

  • In life, things are NOT ALWAYS what they seem to be
  • Of all of those things, the coronavirus must top the list
  • Every seemingly good leader must be mindful of all that

Politics must never trump Science… disrespect Corona-V (and its “descendants”) and Covid-19 will hang around / plague humanity until the years 2219, 2220; 2221 and 2222… if not longer.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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* ADDENDUM 09/24/22 04:00:

A reread of my posted content revealed a common error (not my own); the particulars follow…

Image result for johns hopkins wiki

* “Though some mistakenly refer to the man or his institutions as “John” Hopkins, the “s” in his name belongs there: He was named for his great-grandmother, Margaret Johns, the daughter of Richard Johns, who owned a 4,000-acre estate in Calvert County, Maryland.”

Google Search (author non-credited) • 24 September 2022

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Exposing the perfect crime…

…won’t be happening, here, on this day or, for that matter, any day soon. Or, maybe, EVER.

Why not? Well, for starters, I am not criminally inclined; never have been; never will be.

Beyond that…

The guilty perpetrating parties are, indeed, a tight-lipped lot. They’re keenly aware that were they to tell-all, that’d automatically mean their crime(s) would no longer be perfect.

By-the-by… my apologies for the clickbait, but, of late, things have been so quiet around this site… hmm… how should I put this?

I can practically hear my skin cells sloughing off (uh… j/k… but not by much). In other words, in actuality, it’s my backyard’s crickets that have been “singing” center stage; i.e. are the only sound in town.

Anyway… while the mites might go gaga re the byproduct from that skin din, it’s these very crickets, who’ve been grumbling the most. And, seeing how they, too, are a tight-lipped lot (if they even have any lip-like anatomy), I’ll just have to hazard a guess as to what’s got them upset; uh, con everyone with a bit of conjecture.

Anyway… I do hope my homespun yarn, above, helped to alleviate any WP readers’ grumbling (the crickets would not appreciate that either) (ever notice how they go dead silent whenever we’re near?

But I do want you to know that I’d never intentionally leave anyone with those clicking-by-was-a-total-waste-of-my-time regrets.

Farewell for now…

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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All On Apple’s Watch

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I just managed to WATCH an online advert; one which extols the strong points of owning the Apple WATCH Series 8; italicized, capitalized words to emphasize my main point; namely, how WATCH can be both noun and verb.

Granted, what follows tends to sound a bit paranoid / Orwellian, but, let’s hash out that noun and verb anyway; how it all brings to mind that designing Apple has designed a WATCH to WATCH each wearer; in a way too intimate manner. All in all, this sounds way too damned creepy. Consider how this device can not only track down each wearer’s locale, but also, meticulously record human biorhythms.

I mean WTF could be more intimate and intrusive than a WATCH maintaining a WATCH-ful eye that zeroes in on the menstrual cycle; you know, just to officially document each and every ovulation and (even creepier / alarming) all missed periods / suspected pregnancies.

And you gotta already know that such medical data could really come in handy, once it falls into the wrong hands; aka the current crop of misogynistic, intolerant, stalker, Trumper Republicans; entities renown for being religiously “pro-life”; i.e. ONLY from conception to birth.

Yep, the split second that ol’ umbilical cord gets cut, it’s then high time for these meddlesome bastards (mostly knuckle dragging, crotchety males) to hightail it back (on all fours?) to their man caves.

Indeed, postpartum, these control freaks don’t give a flying F about whether or not hard working mommies and daddies are able to find permanent, full time living wage, benefits included jobs; locate affordable child care facilities; establish a well-fed, good life for their children; ensure humankind winds up with endless generations of well-schooled, critical thinkers who’ll blossum into happy and healthy adulthood; become lifelong, productive citizens within their communities; wind up well-respected up till the very last breath they’ll take.

One would think that pro-lifer legislators / leaders would make it their top priority to usher in and sustain an environmentally, medically, ideologically and socioeconomically sound global community.

Yeah… right… such a realm exists ONLY prior our alarm clocks going off each same old, same old day.

Seeing how my non-invasive Casio Databank 150 WATCH (manufactured and purchased back in 1997) is now telling me it’s high time to round trip this here 3-minute read; regrettably so, we’ll now be exiting this post’s fleetingly, ethereal Nirvana and reentering our ever-present, daily grind Dystopia.

Long blog short, if/when we eventually wind up All On Apple’s Watch, expect a society that’s even more intrusive than it already is; where even non-wearers of this new device, once in close proximity of the wearers, will translate out as the needless tracking of substantial segments of our populace.

Such an existence doth seem reminiscent of some lyrical “sentiments” re an obsessed stalker…

“Every breath you take
Every move you make
Every bond you break
Every step you take
I’ll be watching you.”

Gordon Sumner • Every Breath You Take • released by the Police in 1983 [Read All Lyrics Here]

Oh, btw, one last lyrical sentiment…

“Just because you’re paranoid
Don’t mean they’re not after you”

Kurt Cobain • Territorial Pissings • released by Nirvana in 1991 [Read All Lyrics Here]
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Nuff said?

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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BreaKing: Royal Flush’s Inside Poop!

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Amidst all the stories re the recent death of Queen Elizabeth II (as well as her memorial and funeral services), we’ve also caught wind of / become privy to some astounding, inside poop. Yep, the juicy details of how King (née Prince) Charles III actually has a valet who’ll whip out the royal calipers to ensure that he’s squeezing out precisely 2.54 cm / 1 in. of royal toothpaste onto His Majesty’s royal tooth brush. (Actually, that calipers angle is of my own making; i.e. an unverifiable embellishment).

Hmm, considering the royal Coat of Arms, might the King’s toothpaste preference, aptly be Crest™?

ASIDE: tho decorum doth preclude further mention of other potty room protocols, inquiring minds do want to know…

  • Might it be another (or maybe even the same) valet’s duty to unfurl the precise length of TP to… uh… complete the task at hand?
  • And, who’s hand would be put into service to… um… shall we say… ensure a clean-as-a-whistle KIng… uh… to put this delicately… orchestrate this “movement’s” end game?
  • And who would be in charge of the Royal Flush; the King, himself OR would he delegate that honor to another underling?

Now, IF you don’t believe that I’ve been reporting the truth, the (w)hole truth and nothing but the truth so help me God, click onto this I KID YOU NOT LINK.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Deconstructing Da De Words

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Considering how the “de” prefix negates “construct”, the root of “deconstruct”; in essence, describes something taken apart, how is it that when Fall denudes deciduous trees. this doesn’t leave ‘em fully leaved? Moreover, how is it that beings, who’ve ceased being living beings, are deemed deceased? Shouldn’t deceased mortals still be alive and kickin’?

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Planet M-113 / Star Date 1513.1

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Those headlined, rather cryptic, Space / Time fun facts were gleaned from the log of James Tiberius Kirk, Captain of the original U.S.S. Enterprise 1701; mission details and relevant data securely cached within the “Memory Alpha computer mainframe”; also backed up by this Earthbound, longtime fan’s gleaming DVD; aptly labelled Season 1 / Episode 1 / Disc 1.

This first mission program is aka George Clayton Johnson’s screenplay titled, The Man Trap, which debuted / encored (respectively)…

  • Old Earth Date: Thursday, 08 September 1966 at 20:30
  • Just Last Night: Thursday, 08 September 2022 at 20:30

ASIDE: Time Warps do become extra special whenever two Julian Calendars perfectly align.

All of which did afford this Sci-Fi geek a golden opportunity to live / relive that Star Trek buzz; doing so in my dual role; (respectively) as a 20th century budding hippie and 21st century fuddy-duddy (self-deprecating humor?)

Yes, indeed, “both of us” are pleased to report that, on both evenings, the Sci-Fi escapism was… was… well… what can I say? It all was (still is) inescapable; precisely the panacea, which Captain Kirk’s sidekick, Ol’ Doc “Bones” McCoy, would’ve prescribed to chase away a bad case of the blues / blahs; all (dis)courtesy of the global pandemic and global warming, not to mention, the dual threat of a worldwide nuclear conflagration and an at the drop of a red MAGA cap, domestic coup.

Which brings us, now, to the Enterprise maiden voyage mission debriefing? In deference for any of my readers, who’ve yet to see this episode, I won’t get into a tell-all. However, it’d not be revealing too much to leave you with the following teaser…

From a technical standpoint, let’s deconstruct episode one’s opening scene; enhanced by five actors’ flawless choreography, the director’s clever camera angling and the film editor’s post production skills. All in all, a group effort that allows us, the viewers, to see thru three Trek characters’ eyes; i.e., how Dr. McCoy, Capt. Kirk and Crewman Darnell keep on experiencing (fantasizing?) (hallucinating?) unique, vastly different, visual perceptions of (shapeshifter?) character Nancy Crater.

Beyond that… my link to the Mission Debriefing Wikipedia Essay will get labeled SPOILER ALERT. In other words, avoid clicking onto it if you dare to boldly go where you’ve never gone before; to assertively “set sail” on your maiden voyage off to Episode One; to, at long last, experience the 56 years ago birth of Series Creator Gene Roddenberry’s Star Trek Multiverse.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Baby’s 1st Words?

I cannot help but feel sorry for all the babies, who’ve been entering our world under less than optimal societal conditions; especially over the course of the past five years, or so; all of which got me to wondering what these 21st century tykes’ first words might be?

Factoring in the nearly worldwide, chaotic sociopolitical scene from my America-specific perspective, the key follow up question becomes…

Would it shock newbie parents if, on such a momentous occasion, instead of hearing the typical “Mama” or Dada”, that their darling little one’s first enunciated words sounded more akin to “MAGA” or “DudDon”?

Seeing how it’d not be out of the ordinary for entire new families to be undergoing tough times within this “MAGA” and “DudDon” dominated, decency decimated Dystopia… well… as for the final follow-up question…

Would it shock anyone if such parents’ own “word experimentation”; i.e., their enunciated grown-up word choice, would wind up influencing their newborns’ “word experimentation”; i.e., making baby’s first words…

F-Bombs (and other similar expletives)?

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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Happy(?) Labor Day

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This very Monday involves a Stateside national holiday known as Labor Day. Once-upon-a-time, it represented management’s respect for the very laborers who, in turning in each honest day’s work, had become the collective heart and backbone of a vibrant society.

Alas, as is true with most holidays, these days, commercialization, OR bastardization, OR whatever we choose to call it, has oft reduced an event, such as Labor Day, into booze fueled, mindless revelry.

Seeking such a state of mind is fully understandable, too, seeing how our hardcore, well-heeled conservative adversaries; i.e., the legislative, judicial and executive hack politicians and their corporate owners, have, from time immemorial, been doing their damnedest to collude; to totally bust up labor unions, keep wages low, benefits non-existent, and working conditions miserable. Worse yet, many a big boss’s notion of what constitutes a kick-ass retirement plan involves kicking out the asses of older workers; or even keeping them around to work ’em to death.

Yep, it’s easy to understand the reliance on Labor Day intoxicants. I mean what workers, in their right mind, would not find drinking themselves into a temporary state of obliviousness appealing; at times even necessary?

Let’s talk about my public school educator father for a moment.

Dad could not raise himself, his wife and two children out of poverty until the late 1960s when Michigan first allowed teachers to bargain collectively. Up to that point, we had rented a slumlord’s crawling with vermin hovel, complete with a coal furnace that came damn close to carbon monoxide gassing us all to death. As for the meals my Mom served up, they commonly consisted of unhealthy food; inclusive of gristly, cheap cuts of meat. Is it any wonder that our typical table talk was, “Please pass the salt shaker.”

Tho I did spend thirty of my work years within a no unions allowed, retail sales and management environment, fully capable of devolving into the literal sweatshop, it had been courtesy of my Dad’s wisdom, that I did learn how to hang tough as a labor union of one.

Even so, I could not always mitigate management abuse. Check out just three of the countless horror stories; representative of the type of crap they oft expected me to endure…

  • My big boss had ordered employees to model heavy, fall weight sweatshirts even when the store’s AC conked out during a stinkin’, in the dead of summer heatwave; all of which sent the store’s temps soaring to unbearable levels. Well, at least she hadn’t forced a pregnant employee to boil her fetus in its amniotic fluid.
  • An assistant manager violated company policy by punching out a dozen workers’ time cards just so he could key the biweekly payroll into the computer. In essence, he was forcing us to work for free. Every time I had pointed out that fact, he still flat out refused to offer any assurance that we’d ever get paid. I opted to take a walk. The two of us had a heated, stand-off at the back room’s service door, where he was mere seconds away from using his clenched fist to deck me; where I was oh so close to intentionally setting off a panic alarm to liberate myself from that slave driving bastard.
  • The management team got pissed off when I refused to interrupt my vacation plans to report to work to take an unexpected inventory. Their retribution was to reduce my 40 hour work week down to 4 and then, just to add insult to injury, an assistant manager tried to hit me up for a contribution to buy a birthday present for our big boss, the very one who had cut my hours. When I reminded the little boss of that; told her I couldn’t spare even one penny, she went totally berserk. In today’s vernacular, we’d call her a Karen. She assured me that I’d wind up in our big boss’s dog house; btw, that claim rapidly falling apart when, in hang tough mode, I requested a meeting with the birthday girl, herself.

This blog’s message to the masses…

Holidays, such as Labor Day, shall remain utterly meaningless until no nonsense, unionization becomes universal, spanning America and the entire globe. Hang tough! Even if you lose a shit job, alas, one can usually find another.

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Be humans Vaxxed OR Unvaxxed, We
can still shed and spread the batcrap
crazy contagious coronavirus which,
in turn, spawns new variants; which,
in turn, could, eventually, render the
available vaccines worthless; which,
in turn, will drag out the pandemic’s
needless suffering, illness and death!

HENCE… this easy as pie, cover your
nose and pie-hole/hole-up heads-up:

Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!

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