A Sorta Retraction


Preface: I post the following content voluntarily; under no pressure other than that exerted by my own good conscience / desire to maintain a fair-minded blogger image. However, I’m in no way legitimizing the conduct of anyone deemed to be of bad conscience; and there will be a slew of them present, below. That duly noted, let’s get ‘er done…


Contained within one of my recent posts, I made the following blanket statement…

“Nazis just like Donald J. Trump and the 74,223,369 Nazis who voted for him last November.”

CommonSenseTom • Blog Title: Must See MeTV Tonight! • 11/11/2021

While it’s true that those 74 million voters backed Trump at the ballot box, not all of them are swastika arm-banded, goosestepping, concentration camp commandants itching to preside over a latter-day Holocaust.

But, lest anyone even begin to breathe a sigh of relief; ever be foolhardy enough to grant them blanket amnesty…

We must keep in mind the other ideologies Trumpers harbor; how any particular one of these mindsets (or permutation thereof) could mutate America into a whole different animal; perhaps, even relegate the United States of America to just four words scrawled across a dusty, midldewed, wrinkled, tattered, bullet-riddled, bloodstained map.

Now, generally speaking the Trump camp is in no way monolithic.

Were we to flesh / flush ‘em out we’d discover this “Top” 10 List:

  • Low Info Voters who get programmed by his propagandists
  • Sycophants who fantasize / feel arousal for their icky “hero”
  • Rabid Capitalists who lust after / worship the almighty buck
  • Evangelical Christians who blindeye his hedonism/misogyny
  • Social Conservatives who incorrectly assess him like-minded
  • Q-Anon Conspiracists who are bat-crap crazy; chronically so
  • Proud Boys/Domestic Terrorists, who live to see freedom die
  • Militant Bigoted Cops who, in error, think he has their backs
  • Gun Nut Dudes who cannot otherwise… ahem… measure up
  • Chickenhawks who get off on seeing spilt red blood / red ink

Beyond that, I’ve lived out my entire (over three score) lifetime under the influence of this sagacious advisory…

“People will judge you by the company you keep!”

My Mother and Father • c1958 and onward

Doubtlessly such sentiments (coupled with my anger re Trump’s January 6th attack on the U.S. Capitol) both played significant roles in my issuing my 11/11/2021 blanket statement.

What a shame the individuals who conform to one (or more of) those 10 classifications cannot conform to my lessons in life; courtesy of my learned folks.

For if they could take such a message to heart, they’d immediately disassociate themselves from Donald J. Trump and, in turn, gradually start shedding their ugly, Nazi sympathizer image.




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Fortune Cookie Blog (the war hawk)


A strutting, crowing chickenhawk recklessly provokes wars and orders other
people’s sons and daughters to fight and die. With no combat experience of
his own AND his turning a deaf ear to war heroes, he knows not the horrors
of war. We must turn a deaf ear to this cocky bird, who clucks up everything!





A 21 (+ 1) Verse Salute To History

Every now and then I do love to wax poetic. I now invite you to do a little time trippin’ with me. To help keep everyone from straying off course… to this post… I’ve inserted temporal, subheading guideposts.


In the beginning…


The dawn of Earth… our land pristine,

Bright skies of blue… lush fields of green,

Clear crystal streams … air sweet and fresh,

Realms where life teems… fins, feath’, fur, flesh.


By day we toil… oft gather… hunt,

Too soon for words… we blather… grunt,

By night we gaze… at starry sky,

Moon waxes… wanes… we stare and spy.


We seek shelter… from rain… thunder,

Our minds wander… we oft wonder,

Time marches on… each passing year,

We start to ask… “Why are we here?”


As eons pass… our world revolves,

Hard to support… our life evolves,

Hard to deny… the glum, grim truth,

Oft humankind… is cruel, uncouth.


Of course, we do… what we do best,

Poor stewards all… muck up the nest,

We mark our turf… with foul piss,

Reptile brains aim… how could we miss?


Each time our foes… do not Keep Out!

We wage our wars … maim, murder, rout,

Those who feel fright… tuck tail… take flight,

Those who fight back… face deadly plight.


Floods and famines… plagues and scourges,

Minor chorded… gravesite dirges,

Millions perish… deep-six buried,

To Heaven’s gate… souls get ferried?


For those who spurn… “Thou shalt not kill”,

Take headfirst plunge… in Satan’s swill,

To get ensnared… in his dark spell,

Condemns these fools… casts them to Hell.


Dark Ages die… no need to mourn,

To take its place… Renaissance born,

New ways abound… proliferate,

No holding back… minds liberate.


Movers shakers… and inventors,

Robust thinkers… shrewd, sage mentors,

In full bloom… noble notions,

Skyward soar… sail minds’ oceans.


Explorers sail… the deep blue seas,

Find strange new worlds… spread their disease,

Some come in peace… some conquer all,

Some are welcomed… some hit brick wall.


America’s beginning…


America bound… Englishmen flee,

Eschew their roots… brew Boston tea,

Common sense rules… puts up good fight,

New nation forms… by dawn’s early light.


Once more, we do… what we do best,

Can’t coexist… conquer Wild West,

Force Native A’s… off their own land,

Vile facts of how… “We” would expand.


Greed breeds true… retrogression,

Nothing great ‘bout… Great Depression,

Lust for money… bricks of gold,

Stagnates nation… folks’ lives on hold.


World War-II fought… fraught with errors,

Nightmares / horrors… A-bomb terrors,

Clouds of mushrooms… islands torched,

Flesh burnt to crisp… possessions scorched.


Commie witch hunt… McCarthy, Joe,

No need for facts… he says it’s so,

He who disputes… is a dead duck,

Think you can win? Good night. Good luck!


More recent America and onward…


Lessons not learned… new rivers red,

Korea / Nam… soldiers are bled,

Foolish theory… the domino,

Deploys the troops… where they shouldn’t go.


One – Nine – Six – O… the ballots cast,

J.F.K.’s win… doomed not to last,

One – Nine – Six – Three… a bullet blast,

Blew off his head… left us aghast.


Nixon… Reagan… Bush Times Two,

All Autocrats… with scruples few,

Unions busted… Freedoms shredded,

War crimes… torture… got embedded.


No place to hide… Big Brother sees,

We are all watched… by our TVs,

Landlines get tapped… we’re GPS’d,

Mouse clicks get logged… we all get stressed.


In the not too distant future…


In days ahead… deep trouble brews,

If voters vote… for Trump or Cruz,

Chickenhawks both… need I remind?

They lust for war… the nuclear kind.


Post bomb blast scenes… horrific fright,

Crawling amidst… the nuclear night,

The tough old bug… that now encroaches,

Our world overrun… by the cockroaches!