Undue Concerns To Undo?

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So, are my concerns regarding a recent incident reasonable or unruly? Would such surviving, strong sentiments subside, eventually, all on their own? If not, should I attempt to subdue them via free expression? Perhaps my distilling everything down to a white screened, black font would prove cathartic? Well, here I am.

Let’s see what happens…

It all began this past Saturday, approximately an hour prior to nightfall. While gradually drifting off to the land of nod, the sound of an approaching jet, flying at a lower than normal altitude, abruptly sent me round tripping it back to reality.

However, I had no sooner opened my eyes than the decibels had already diminished, dramatically. Perhaps I had only dreamt this? Whatever the case, now fully awakened by this unconventional alarm clock, I opted to awaken my laptop, too (to apply polish to a rough draft).

Well, after approximately ten minutes had flown on by, the jet’s roar returned; thereby proving its first occurrence no dream. Seeing how, typically, there’s not a whole lot of air traffic over-hood, I immediately suspected that its pilot had opted to go the holding pattern route to confront something, shall we say, out of the blue?

This time around, I stepped out onto my front porch for an upward look-see; all to no avail. Seeing how the cloud deck was nearly “eclipsing” the sliver phased moon, I hadn’t actually expected to perceive much more than that aircraft’s, once again, fading decibels.

As it all unfolded, this plane, eventually, returned for a third and fourth flyover. And not once, during my two subsequent ventures outdoors, did I ever catch even one glimpse of it.

There are multifaceted reasons why this entire event kept my thoughts flying off to truly dark places.

  • It had been the timing aspect, itself! After all, this past Saturday was the 20th anniversary of 9/11; when [1] Osama bin Laden’s homicidal, suicidal “flight crews” had commandeered four commercial airliners, [2] terrorized and brutalized passengers and the flight crews, [3] stomped bin Laden’s grotesque, gargantuan footprints all over NYC, DC and PA and [4] went on to forever turn upside-down our entire world. I could not help but wonder if some passenger(s) had opted for a 9/11 reboot?
  • My mind kept on “screening” vivid recollections of my 2004 harrowing flight home; when a widespread, severe, early spring, thunderstorm’s 128kph / 80mph winds had necessitated the total shut down of our destination’s airport. The accompanying turbulence, above, wound up tossing our flight attendants about and, we wound up in a holding pattern that dragged on so long, that the pilot had to reconfigure a flight path that’d land us at an airport’s “gas station” several states away.
  • We are talking about my brush with death, here. Had our captain, instead, risked hotdogging a landing under such wild and woolly weather conditions, the tragic end of our flight would’ve become the 11 o’clock newscasts’ lead story, nationwide; would’ve fueled the disaster film screenplay writers’ imaginations; kept their typing fingers flying across their keyboards. Had lightning strike(s) fried the plane’s electrical systems and/or struck the engines, we’d have all wound up no less dead than the 9/11 airborne victims.
  • I also could not avoid factoring in the present day reportage re air rage; i.e., where we discover the mentally challenged Trumpers / domestic terrorists rearing their ugly heads; flying off the handle for absolutely no reason; getting handcuffed/duct taped to their seats. I wondered, anew, if such an uprising was going down?

I spent the rest of my Saturday evening working on that rough draft, but, inevitably, succumbed to fatigue long before the 11 o’clock news.

Upon my awakening Sunday morning, I immediately tuned my FM radio into NPR’s Weekend Edition, where, thankfully, there were no reports of any air-related incidents or accidents.

And while I could and did take solace in that, there could never be any feel good moment associated with the lessons that Tuesday, September 11, 2001 had so dramatically taught anyone in possession of a fully functioning brain connected to wide open ears.

While the governmental types can pat themselves on the back for toughening up airport / airplane security, they’ve yet to dig deep down to the root of what’s been fueling terrorism; be it organized or lone wolf; be it of foreign or domestic origin.

Post 9/11, our “leaders” have done little more than apply a band-aid (if even that) to the gaping, festering wound of poverty! It’s their abject failure to honest to God help the people overcome joblessness, homelessness and hopelessness. When folks, besieged by discontent and desperation, believe they’ve got nothing left to lose, that renders their minds totally susceptible to suggestion.

And God help us all were any of the impoverished to ever be within earshot of some disciple of Osama bin Laden or Donald J. Trump incarnate.

Well, folks, it’d appear that my distilling everything down to a white screened, black font did prove cathartic and much more, too, that is, if my anti-poverty message will ever be taken to heart. The betterment of our global society depends on such enlightenment.

Once the WordPress runway and www send my (fortunately non-subdued) sentiments aloft, let’s hope they’ll wind up in holding patterns above all nations, where the “sovereigns” are in desperate need of learning such a fundamental truth.

Let’s see what happens…

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The Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend?

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Of late, my homeland’s propaganda ministers, in their never ending quest for untold wealth and interminable power, have been hammering away; “rationalizing” their subversive, self-serving, burn down democracy agenda; contorting it to conform to this simplistic ideological one-liner…

“The enemy of my enemy is my friend.”

Gabriel Manigault • 1884

Once we plug their peculiar particulars into that above ideological equation, the following, most problematic state of affairs surfaces.

The Real America and (by extension) President Joe Biden become their “enemy”. As for that “friend”, that, regrettably, involves, none other than the ruthless, inhumane top dogs who make up Afghanistan’s newly reinstalled oppressive regime.

My gawd, these un-American pundits have actually been assaulting the airwaves and polluting the streams to (verbally) ejaculate their undying praise and admiration for the Taliban, and in the same breath, trash talk Biden.

Indeed, we discover propaganda ministers reviling liberty, justice, racial harmony, feminism, gender parity, the LGBTQ community, the aged and infirm, environmentalism, etc., as much as (if not more than) the Taliban does. Whether or not they’d acknowledge each other, these ♥newlyweds♥ / ♥honeymooners♥ have entered into an ideological marriage made in Hell. What a shame America’s traitors don’t emigrate to Afghanistan to (politically speaking) ♥consummate♥ their marriage / set up permanent housekeeping.

After all, be it ideological or physiological, doth not ♥screwing♥, at some point, come into play?

Now, let’s contrast all that drama to what the Real America and Real Americans actually stand for. Deep within our collective consciousness resides an eternal passion to preserve, protect and defend our Founding Fathers best intentions; to nurture and proliferate their vision of America; until ol’ Sol dies; to then, “set sail” across the vast heavens ISO a new home world to start anew.

Alas, at this pivotal moment in American History, the propagandists’ victims appear to be too far gone to ever experience what the Real America is all about. Instead, they’ll think whatever the propaganda minister monsters tell them to think.

Worse yet, the way they’ve been told to think has also radicalized and weaponized too damned many of these patsies; so much so, that, if ever given the opportunity to fly under the TSA agents’ “radar” (at the drop of a red MAGA hat) they’d even pull off a bin Laden to hijack and kamikaze commercial aircraft into iconic architecture.

Seeing how rampaging throngs had almost made Donald J. Trump’s January 6th insurrection / fascist overthrow of democracy a “done deal”, they’ve amply demonstrated the contemptible, treasonous acts they’re capable of.

Statistically speaking, the 2020 census reports that 331,449,281 people now reside within America. Factoring in the 2020 election results, which indicate 74,222,958 voters had sucked up to Donny, that means approximately 22 percent (or 1 out of 5) of all who mosey ’round America are his strange… very strange… bedfellows.

With the propagandists’ “toolbox” fully stocked with Stockholm Syndrome, too, it’d appear that the honeymoon is far from over for a hefty chunk of those brainwashed, enamored, politically horny toadies; not to mention the scads of the non-voter zombies, who also pledge allegiance to him; plant metaphorical anti-American ♥kisses♥ on his fascist fanny.

That makes the enemy of each enemy (propagandist) anyone who, generally, can identify effects’ root causes, specifically, think independently in pro-democracy terms, and, promptly tell disinformation’s spewers to F off.

And seeing how propagandists are ubiquitous, most any reader who dwells outside the U.S., should find much or all of this sad story relatable.

Naturally, if your own homeland’s leaders / lawmakers have been behaving in an evolved, consistent manner, consider yourself damned fortunate. You do have my kudos and congrats for a job well done.

There’s much America could learn from you.

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8 Line Poem Deconstructs 9/11

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“During the September 11 attacks in 2001, 2,977 people were killed, 19 hijackers committed murder–suicide, and more than 6,000 others were injured. The immediate deaths included 265 on the four planes (including the terrorists), 2,606 in the World Trade Center and in the surrounding area, and 125 at the Pentagon.”

Google Search • Saturday, September 11, 2021

On this 20th Anniversary of 9/11, every one of us needs to take a few moments to pay our respects to the nearly 3,000 innocent victims and their surviving families and friends; imagine the stunned horror of the 246 terrorized airline passengers / flight crews, who wound up earning their “wings”; once the wings of all four commandeered aircraft were no longer of any earthly use to anyone. We must also ensure that all who had dwelt and labored within the vicinity of each ground zero’s toxicity receive, at no cost to them, the best health care available; throughout their remaining time on Earth.

The worst tragedy of all, here, is how American Intel had amply forewarned then prez George W. Bush. As everything had all eventually panned out, he’d been afforded the luxury of five weeks advanced notice, in which time he could’ve done his very best to ground Osama bin Laden’s hijackers. Alas, “very best” rarely, if ever can truthfully describe Dubya’s demeanor.

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Dubya’s silver spoon birthright; was defect inborn!
As a lifelong empty suit, no glad rags could adorn!
Both raw power / prestige, were his form of porn!
Ergo, he flipped off his duties, in the oath he had sworn!

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When august alerts flashed; he dared red lights with scorn!
No anti-hijacking tactics! No plot thwarting thorn!
No alerts to the masses! No loud honking horn!
He gave Bin Laden the green light, on That Tuesday morn!

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Hallow Not / Follow Not

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Doest Not hallow
Profligates callow
Principles fallow
Personalities sallow
Priorities shallow

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Disallow, Do Not follow
Parodies of Apollo
Priggish peeps hollow
Piggish who wallow
Pills bitter to swallow

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Taliban

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They’re unruly, misogynistic; despotic
Act unduly pietistic; psychotic
Their comportment is dense; idiotic
Devoid of empathy; feelings erotic

These stupes steeped in stupor and trances; hypnotic
Are hard core hardliners; soulless; robotic
They render societal flesh dead; necrotic
Depress poor folk, till they’re blue; cyanotic

This horde who’s oppressive, obsessive; neurotic
Thwarts cosmos; sets forth path; chaotic
The scourge they spread hath no antibiotic
Their stillborn régime dropped from swill; amniotic

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Avoiding the Covid Cloud

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  • Be we vaxxed or not…
  • Be it coronavirus classic or any of its uber-contagious/deadly variants…
  • Be it via a cough, sneeze or mere word of mouth…

The upper and lower respiratory systems can billow forth deadly droplets loaded with coronavirus (with alarming efficiency); such hazardous, deadly Covid Clouds floating about long after their creators have left the vicinity. And, if these plumes EITHER envelop someone below the minimum, vaccination age of 12 years OR an immunocompromised person, such victims’ days could easily be numbered.

Speaking of numbers… the 2020 census takers recorded 331,449,281 people dwelling in America. Of that figure, 48 Million are under age 12 and 10 Million others have impaired immune systems. This calcs out at (at least) 58 Million particularly vulnerable folks, who constitute 17.5% of our general population.

Rounding that slightly upward to 20% (for the sake of simplifying calculations), that’d mean, regardless of one’s vaccination status, we are all potential health threats to the nearly 1 outta 5 people we’re supposed to still be socially distancing from. And, we can likely extrapolate this stat; i.e.to guesstimate what may be occurring worldwide.

Speaking of worldwide conditions… let’s call out the global gaggle of problem child, empty-headed Trump imitators, who, just like their mentor, all suck at leadership; so much so, they create leadership vacuums. My gawd, they’re so committed to committing mass murder (via their anti-vaxx mindset and anti-mask mandates) that were they local level, private citizens, by now, the carnage they’ve unleashed would’ve gotten each of them, tried, convicted and lodged within either a lead barred or foam rubber padded cell.

Just where they fit within the abnormal psychology spectrum can prove quite the challenge to nail down. However, to spitball a couple notions, methinks these sickos are EITHER cannibals, who scarf down a Covid cadaver or more, per day OR they’re necrophiliacs, who deem such dead bodies as… uh… shall we say… ahem… their “love interests”?

Whatever the (head) case may be… these non-leaders have utterly abandoned us. As such, it’s incumbent upon us all to think independently; to act promptly, proactively and persistently. There’s absolutely no harm in our doubling down. And even if we wind up erring on the side of caution, WTF would be wrong with that?

Which means we must flat-out defy any Grim Reaper leader, who’s dying to Covid us to death. And for us to hang tough ain’t all that tough.

It all boils down to our NOT being anti-vaxxers and anti-maskers! Re such face coverings, it’s merely a piece of life saving cloth. If you’ve yet to do so, grow up and learn to (literally) live with that, new reality, Fact of Life!

Look, it’s a non-negotiable, moral imperative for us to look out for one another, especially when it concerns these 1 out of 5 vulnerable members of our human family.

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Political Poetic Parable

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Narrative:

Righties’ twofold ambition: untold, unneeded wealth;
Unchecked and unbalanced; parliamentary heft

They’ll pay no never-mind; re their crashed mental health
Stand atop rickety platform; good ideas / ideals bereft

They bludgeon common folk constituents; with that dense drama
Render poor jobless and homeless; bloodied by intense trauma

When Stockholm Syndrome / gaslighting; gets huddled masses to cower
Their rash votes snag for brash Righties; till-death-do-us-part power

Moral:

When rank and file find unmet needs; atop hard to reach shelves
That’s far too oft, self-inflicted; since they vote ‘gainst themselves

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Fortune Cookie Blog (Head Games)

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A head turning, heads-up to each head up his ass, headstrong, hot headed,
empty headed, head case, heads will roll, head of state. If it’s your intent to
head off to your bathroom; to repurpose your golden head as the means to
flush your heady, national charter down the sewer, you’ll wind up in deep,
over your head doo-doo! Your countrywomen and men feel head over heels
love for liberty & justice; such adoration coursing far deeper than anything
they would ever feel for a narcissistic, Fascistic insurrectionist, such as you!
Some off the top of the head soothsaying, too. Yer effing with voters’ heads
will all come to a head on Election Day. Knowing of the ever-present danger
you pose, has afforded them the oomph for a head start. They’ll head off to
the polls; boot out yer butt & hand you yer political head on a golden platter!

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Coprophagy

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Into fake news / views Trump spews; his moron minions ALL buy
Their wholly*, vacuous minds; suck up, too, his BIG LIE
These mucked up cultists have run amok; have gone SO awry
Were Don to barbecue doo-doo; they’d ALL give it a try!

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*holey would work here, too.

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The Wind of 120 Days / Change

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Being unable to actually, meaningfully converse with civilians who still call Afghanistan home, my understanding of their plight will be limited to conjecture; hopefully insightful, educated guessing. And, seeing how I’ve only had a scant seven days to sort out that godforsaken war’s tragic, abrupt, turn for the worst, this post, at best, should be viewed as a work in progress.

And plight is apt terminology, considering how, the Taliban toppled President Mohammad Ashraf Ghani’s administration; not unlike how the “Wind of 120 days” would slam into a house of cards; indeed, a most unwelcome wind of change.

Re my educational creds, I’m no heavily college degreed student of this particular region’s history; merely a man whose gut has oft proven trustworthy, at times, prescient.

And my gut reaction, right from the get-go, was that “President” George W. Bush’s invasion of Afghanistan was doomed to end precisely like it did! There’d be no way in Hell, that moron could ever bomb his way into nation building; i.e., into establishing an enduring, honest, level-headed, even-handed Democracy. And Hell, too, is apt terminology.

Let’s now try to look at this from my uncertain perception of the Afghans’ perspective.

• For starters, how could civilians not resent any superpower’s meddling; even by a nation that’s purportedly benign? What could ever be worse to eyewitness, first hand, than America’s ceaseless attempts to willy-nilly bomb their already imperfect homeland back to the stone age? Think about it. Oppressor W mindlessly maiming and murdering, to do what? Oust another oppressor such as the Taliban? An apt song couplet doth comes to mind:

“Meet the new boss
Same as the old boss”

Pete Townshend • Composer of “Won’t Get Fooled Again” • Full Lyrics Linked Here

• As for Americans training Afghan troops, did the generals actually expect their barked out orders, “Fight W’s war, Dammit!”, would be met with a resounding chorus of “Yessirs!”? Many of these new recruits would likely yell, “Yessir!” to Townshend’s very lyrics; i.e., shout, “No Sir!”, to being bossed around.

• Of course we must be fair, here, too. There had been some societal improvements, especially the gains made by females of all ages. But, seeing how defusing chronic, toxic masculinity can be problematic most anywhere in our world, why would Afghanistan be any different? Wherever a male fits into the Taliban hierarchy (if, indeed, anywhere), it’s highly unlikely that female liberation would wind up, high up on his to do list.

For now, for the sake of keeping this post mercifully short, I’ll limit this far from complete analysis to those three bullet pointed speculations above.

Suffice to say, other than one helluva, beyond repair, mucked up mess, George W. Bush wound up with nothing to show for the oceans of red blood and red ink he had needlessly spilt.

And, considering the Taliban’s brutal, sadistic nature, this wretched régime’s return to absolute power won’t find them in any particular hurry to right any of war criminal W’s unforgivable wrongs.

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