Desperation Sits Behind the Wheel

 

Another act of mass murder. Once again the “latest rage” terrorist MO… vehicular manslaughter. This time in lower Manhattan / NYC.

My heartfelt condolences to the families and friends of the 8 victims who perished and my best wishes for speedy recoveries to the 11 injured… to fullest extent that is humanly / medically possible.

This latest incident begs many questions…

WTF would drive anyone to commit such a heinous crime against humanity? Is it simply a matter of waking up and saying…

“Hmmm… what shall I do today? Where should I go? Oh I know! I’ll hop into my vehicle, turn the key, start the engine, shift it into gear, lead foot it and mow down everyone in my path! Wheeeee!”

Long sigh. I’m sorry to say this, but…

Once again we’ll read the harrowing particulars and our hearts will grow heavy. And then… within mere days… we’ll have little choice but to get on with our busy lives. Sadly, we’ll repress the memories… we’ll have to. Self preservation will kick in. It’s either that or go nuts.

And that begs follow up questions…

Is the sheer frequency of such attacks having a detrimental effect on us? Are they desensitizing us? Will such stories in the news wind up morphing into something resembling sportscasts… the death and injury statistics akin to the “final score” in each “game”?

While I could never, actually, feel that cynical, I am only human. I need to hold onto my sanity, too.

Obviously our society in decay needs to be dealt with STAT! We must put an end to the class warfare perpetrated by those who wallow in obscene wealth… whose unconscionable, oppressive business practices relentlessly beat down, screw over and frustrate ordinary, everyday people… e.g., never, ever pay them living wages, force them to endlessly slave away in poverty… perhaps even in squalor.

Whenever a person’s efforts to get ahead get crushed every step of the way… no matter how hard they try… it can drive them to the point of desperation and outrage. Some will literally take their fight to the streets.

Hopelessness and desperation are the cancers eating away at our society. That’s what’s driving vehicles into crowds of pedestrians.

Meanwhile, back at the latest ground zero, last night, New York Governor Andrew Cuomo weighed in with some tough talk…

“Tonight we are at a Halloween parade to say, ‘You didn’t win. And you didn’t affect us. We’re out and we’re celebrating and we’re doing what New Yorkers do. And we’re living our lives because we’re not going to let the terrorists win. Period!’”

While I admire the steely resolve of Cuomo and the good people of NYC… would never rain on their parade… would never deny anyone their pursuit of happiness, we must never be unaffected. True, we must not cower. But until we right the wrongs of this ceaseless, avarice driven, class warfare which is at the root of these evil terrorist acts, terrorism will rear it’s ugly head again and again… likely someday soon.

Additionally, I cannot help but wonder if any would-be terrorist, within earshot of Cuomo’s words, would ever feel intimidated. Indeed, he would likely interpret that as the Governor throwing down the gauntlet… would counter with his own tough talk retort…

“Oh yeah? Well… we’ll see about that!”

He’d then casually hop into his vehicle, turn the key, start the engine, shift it into gear, lead foot it and mow down everyone in his path while saying, “Wheeeee!”

What then?

Another act of mass murder. Once again the latest rage terrorist MO… vehicular manslaughter. This time in ____________.

Fill in the blank… perhaps, with your hometown’s name? Perhaps with mine?

 

 

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Casting Couch Rapists (One Quick Limerick #032)

 

 

Film maker predators make vile demands,
Sexploitive casting call, casting couch stands,
Their own “thinking caps”,
Are just their jock straps,
Their so-called minds overruled by male glands.

 

 

A Visit From / To The Great Beyond?

Reblog Intro: This is one of the oddest, spookiest events I’ve ever experienced in my life. Happy Halloween everybody!

CommonSenseTom

One spring morning, many decades ago, my Mom had handed me an edition of our local newspaper neatly folded to “frame” an obituary. She’d been wondering if the deceased had been a college buddy of mine.

The deceased’s name certainly was common enough so it could’ve been someone else… but… as I began to read, I could sense my eyes widening and jaw dropping. As surreal as this all was, the in-print particulars had left no “i” undotted; no “t” uncrossed.

Indeed, this was the same guy… we had been enrolled in the same broadcasting courses, worked together in the recording studio and eventually earned our degrees. And now… there I was reading the two paragraph final chapter to his all too short life. Short story even shorter… while my 27-year-young photographer friend was on a photo shoot assignment up in Canada, he had suffered a fatal heart attack.

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October BlogCast ~ Unhappy Un-Halloween

 

Before we track through this month’s musical selections, my apologies to anyone who may’ve clicked by ISO my October 1st BlogCast… to no avail.

So, how could that happen… or, more to the point… not happen? In short… circumstances beyond my control.

To flesh that out… to blame were two so-called leaders shooting off their mouths about shooting off their nuclear missiles… as well as childishly trading insults… DJT calling KJU “little rocket man” and KJU calling DJT a “dotard”.

With the all too real prospect of us (their 7+ billion hostages) EITHER winding up buried alive within the claustrophobic confines of subterranean bomb shelters OR incinerated into piles of radioactive cremains… entombed throughout eternity beneath megatonnage of ground zero rubble… I began to ask myself…

Just WTF was I doing blogging at my desk within the confines of my home? Would it not be wise to freely take in and savor Mother Nature’s splendors before it was too late… perhaps for the last time?

Working towards that end, I took a LOA from WordPress to venture forth into my lifelong, homeland and hometown… to take the time to fully appreciate all things great and small… that ranging from my upward telescopic and naked eye viewing of the vast cosmos all the way back down to earth to view an out of season, blooming daffodil. Even things as mundane as observing my breath condensing in the cold, crisp, early autumnal air, hearing the hush of the full moonlit night and savoring the fragrance of freshly brewed coffee all took on an extra-special meaning.

I knew, at the very least, were I to “survive” a nuclear holocaust within some hellhole shelter, I’d be able to playback these treasured memories within the theater of my mind. Were I to perish in the split second of that blinding nuclear flash… my recent experiences might even “flash before my eyes” prior to my either attaining eternal life or having my atoms blasted into oblivion.

Well, at least for the time being, that nuclear holocaust has been postponed. For how long? Well, that’ll be left up to those two blithering idiots. In any event, and in spite of all the uncertainty, I’ve opted to end my six week long, vanishing act from WordPress. This being the last day of the month, I still have a bit of time to squeeze in (and make amends for) that missed October BlogCast, too.

One certainty, here… Halloween’s storybook ghouls, goblins, ghosts, vampires, werewolves, witches, warlocks and zombies… even the devil himself… do pale in comparison to those two abominable monsters… i.e., DJT and KJU.

But whatever supernatural manifestations do wind up roaming the earth this dank, dark evening, these musical selections will certainly set the proper mood.

 

Beautiful Gothic Music [Piano] – The Cry of the Forest

Mike Oldfield ~ Tubular Bells (Exorcist Film Theme)

Tarja Turunen ~ Oasis

Midnight Syndicate ~ Born Of The Night

If you’ve liked what you’ve heard today, I’ll meet you back here on or before Thursday, November 23, 2017 for my Thanksgiving BlogCast.

For past programs, click onto my BlogCasts and Music categories.

 

My Word Document / Nightlight Website?

 

Typically I don’t obsess over my WordPress daily statistical reports. However… what they’ve been telling me has been baffling and I need to make some sense out of this. So here goes.

I do know the vast majority of you, my readers, are arriving at my homepage. Now, unless you’re merely using my layout’s white background as a brilliant nightlight… that means you’re here to read. And I do thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for deeming me worthy of your precious time.

While that’s the good news, the bad can be summed up thusly…

I’ve been experiencing a lack of “blog likes” disproportional to my fairly respectable posting day traffic.

Recently, it occurred to me how readers could wind up scrolling down my entire homepage… viewing hundreds of my posts… without ever seeing even one clickable “like button”.

While it’s common knowledge that one must click onto each blog’s title to even find that “button”, in the first place, is everyone remembering to do so? More to the point… is not seeing that “like button” not prompting that reaction?

Perhaps another technical issue exists, too? If my understanding is correct, it’s impossible for readers, sans WordPress accounts, to register such “likes”. Additionally, professionals, who’ve opened business accounts on this platform, cannot interact in this manner, either.

Now that we’ve quickly brushed aside the nuts and bolts aspects, let’s explore some possible flesh and blood explanations…

  1. Sociability Factor: Social networks are no different than real world communities. To make and maintain good friendships you must be a good friend. Admittedly, I’ve not been the best WordPress neighbor. I’ve not been viewing and liking my followers’ posts as much as I’d really like to. For that… I am truly sorry. All I can offer, in my feeble defense, is that not all is going well in my real world… and being a private person, I guess I’ll just have to leave it at that. It’s not that I don’t care or have lost interest in you. I’ve been impressed by your limitless talents… appropriately laughed and cried… even audibly whispered my “oh wows”… while experiencing your eloquent prose, poetry and stunning imagery. Trust me, your blogs have far more to offer than mine.
  2. Longwinded Factor: In short, in our say it on a bumper sticker… say it in 140 characters or less world… my posts do run long. Even so, I’ve got to believe that somebody, somewhere out there can still savor a long read.
  3. Shifting Winds Factor: In short, the dinosaur… a.k.a. liberalism… is likely headed for extinction. In short… if mainly right leaning readers are stopping by to visit, they’re finding my left leaning content unappealing and unlikeable.
  4. Fear Factor: My stats also indicate my readership includes many, who reside in far less democratic societies… where my politics would undoubtedly rub the glowering, intolerant powers-that-be the wrong way. Might some of my readers fear top-down reprisal… ranging from their tyrannical leaders to their likeminded next-door neighbors? If that were the case, it’d be best for them not to “like” me… I’d not want my readers to ever wind up pummeled, punished and/or imprisoned.

And I do feel their pain, too. Stunningly, my homeland is finding out, too late, how rapidly a once-upon-a-time free society deteriorates when misled by an avaricious, vengeful, ill-tempered, capricious, so-called leader who eggs on his rabid devotees to commit deadly acts of violence… emboldens them to embrace all of humanity’s worst possible, character flaws.

Hell, even my own sibling, a successful, independent businesswoman, has confided that while she shares my liberal POV, she oft refrains from openly “liking” my blogs out of her all too legitimate concerns that she’ll lose clientele.

 

SIDEBAR: I might as well mention another related phenomenon, which no stats could ever begin to help me figure out. Almost invariably, when someone first starts following me, they don’t click any blog “likes”. Ergo… I’m totally clueless as to why they’ve opted to follow me (don’t get me wrong, I am grateful for their doing so). Anyway, I’ll oft pay them a visit, too… in some cases, even clicking some likes on their posts. Then I wait and wait… never to hear from them again.

 

Well, I believe I’ve explored this issue honestly, inclusive of taking some personal responsibility for my lack of “likes”. Not that two wrongs would ever make one right, but…

I’ve got to wonder about the sites that boast multiple thousands of followers. There’s no way those webmasters could ever, possibly, give sufficient, personal attention to each and every one of their followers… yet… their readership thrives.

To wrap up this lack of “likes” , still unresolved conundrum…

I’ll now turn to the world of music to feed my soul, sort out and shed some light on my feelings. Specifically, I’ll be paraphrasing the following lyrical couplet to excise some mild, seventies era, male chauvinism from the otherwise wisely penned song, Every Kind of People.

Each and every one of us is the same… we want the sunshine in our name.

Folks, here at WordPress that’s the sunshine, which streams onto bloggers courtesy of those “like stars”.

Forgive me if my long-windedness, once again, has persisted. I’m just trying to figure out why, typically, my blogs cannot even muster enough stars to form the bowl of the Big Dipper… while some my blogging colleagues wind up with enough to create a virtual galaxy.

Most Importantly: You, my readers, must never feel any obligation to click a “like”… or worse yet, to do so out of pity. Click “like” only if you’ve truly found my blogs elevating, enlightening, entertaining and/or enjoyable.

Your honest appraisals are what will help me figure out what topics are of interest to you and to hone my subject matter accordingly. Perhaps, I’ll even wind up growing my audience and following? Increase those “like” responses, too?

So, what if I still wind up with a lack of “likes”?

I’ll either have to pack it all in or be content that my website has been and, perhaps, shall forever be little more than an online word document and/or nightlight.

While I’ve said this before, it does bear repeating…

I am neither God’s gift to the www nor do I ever expect to be. But… with your help… with your honest feedback as my guide, I just might become a wee bit better?

 

The “Heads I Win/Heads I Win” South Dakota Coin Toss

Blog Subtitle: Did You Ever Have To Make Up Your Mind?

 

Musical interlude time! First, give this catchy li’l tune a listen… then we’ll chat…

 

Say you and a buddy need a quick way to decide something… it matters not what. So… what options are at your disposal? In no particular order, here are several recommendations…

  1. High Playing Card Draw
  2. Rock – Paper – Scissors
  3. Eenie-Meenie-Miny-Moe
  4. U.S. Supreme Court (STRIKE THAT… DISABLE THAT LINK… BAD IDEA1)
  5. Coin Toss

If you’re opting for #5, do exercise a reasonable amount of caution. Be you an American or a stateside tourist (unaffected by the unamerican [sic] travel ban), when fishing out your pocket change, make sure you closely examine your 25¢ pieces!

In the spirit of fair play, if your quarter is part of the America the Beautiful commemorative coin series, avoid the one featuring South Dakota! Why?

Well, unless you call the toss, “heads”… most assuredly…

YOU WILL LOSE!

You see, to the best of this numismatist-blogger’s knowledge, ever since it was minted in 2013, that particular, peculiar coin became…

America’s, first ever, heads on both sides, legal tender quarter!

On the obverse, per usual (ever since 1932), appears President George Washington… BUT… on the reverse… well… that’s where we discover a zoomed-in, partial image of Mt. Rushmore where not only does gentleman George reappear but so does President Thomas Jefferson!

I do hope this heads-up (not meant to be taken totally serious) blog has helped everyone make heads or tails out of the chancy, “Heads I Win/Heads I Win” South Dakota Coin Toss”. The fate of the entire, decision-making free world just might, someday, hang in the balance??? 😉 (JK)

 

 

Footnote:

1 Considering how five of those nine SCOTUS judges (the Floundering, UnFounding Fathers / muthas) are legislating from the bench… i.e. are hell bent on green-lighting all signed into law, U.S. Constitution gutting legislation… especially (f)laws, which deny average Jane and Joe citizens our freedoms… they would be far too busy to ever help us settle any garden-variety issues. Oh, btw… if you opt to watch this footnote’s linked video, you can save a bit of time by fast forwarding to the juicy details starting at 5:26.

 

 

 

 

Sunday Sermon (One Quick Limerick #031)

 

If mankind strays too much, sins sans remorse,

Our cross Creator won’t have much recourse,

He need not play active role,

He’ll let us dig our own hole,

His destroy Earth job, TO US, He’ll outsource!

 

Since, in this liberated male blogger’s opinion, there’s no place for sexism in any religion… and remaining mindful of the fact that Theologians do claim humans are made in God’s image… we must not ignore 50 percent of 7+ Billion people.

 

If our race strays too much, sins sans remorse,

Our wise Creator won’t have much recourse,

She need not play active role,

She’ll let us dig our own hole,

Her destroy Earth job, TO US, She’ll outsource!

 

DISCLAIMER from the Department of Second Thoughts: I don’t believe a female God would ever be a vengeful God. Indeed, She’d behave far more evolved, exhibit far much more patience and empathy… and as such… would work far, Far, FAR more diligently at preventing humankind’s violent, self-destructive end.

 

You can access more original limericks, poetry and lyrical parodies by clicking onto my poetry category.