Nonnegotioables

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All humans are born equal and must be treated as such.
The only honest way to judge people is by their character.

Relationships are built upon the cornerstone of love; mutual respect.
Crash the wrecking ball into that foundation and society will collapse.

Accountability for one’s actions is the pinnacle of maturity.
When we come of age, we must abandon our whiny, crybaby stage.

The pursuit of prosperity is fine, but that’s no excuse for gluttony.
Accrual of obscene wealth is oft at the expense of the impoverished.

When it’s Science vs. Ignorance, Science will always triumph.
Supidity can only usher in the death of humanity; our home world.

Selfless soldiers fight and die to secure our peace and liberty.
To devalue their hard fought and won battles spits in their faces.

Freedom of expression and assembly to air grievances are inalienable.
Anyone who’d dare to turn a deaf ear to such human rights is a tyrant.

To idolize ideologues is akin to making heroes out of zeros
When lionized, these ferocious, ravenous lions will devour us.

Our leaders are supposed to serve us; never vice versa.
Fragrant Freedom must always trump Flagrant Fascism.

Machinating autocrats must never be allowed to overstay their welcome.
When citizens cannot remove them peaceably, expect them to revolt.

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Fortune Cookie Blog (I Voted?)

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The slots of the paper shredder and ballot box electronic tabulator
present quite the uncanny resemblance. Pity people, who dwell in
nations where Fascism trumps and tramples Freedom. When auto-
crats machinate, there’s absolutely no diff between these machines!

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Hope for the best / Plan for the worst

For nearly four years, Donald J. Trump has successfully thwarted all Democrats’ and Independent Investigators’ best efforts to rein in his ongoing reign of terror.

As of late, he’s been [1] mucking up free, fair elections, [2] lawyering up to burn up the U.S. Constitution, [3] loading up his Supreme / Federal Court benches with suck-ups and [4] waking up his armed to the teeth, trigger-happy, domestic terrorist sleeper cells.

On numerous occasions, he has even declared that he won’t accept any Election Day outcome, other than one where he emerges victorious.

With all that in mind, I’m not the only one who is worried that, before November 2020 is even half over, Trump’s dual plot to overthrow our government and provoke Civil War could easily burn America down to the ground.

Folk’s (long sigh), there’s a whole new learning curve that I’ve yet to fully consider, let alone, master.

But, what I do suspect / expect, is that the America, that my compatriots and I have come to know and love, will soon wind up dead and buried.

Donny can and will solidify his choke-hold on power, by mucking up all modes of mass communication; Internet, radio / TV stations, cell phones and landlines. Hell, he could even sledgehammer the printing presses and crash the power grid, too.

And, sans the Net, my blogging days will be over.

With that in mind; I’d like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for having shared your amazing, amusing and insightful content with me. I’d like to thank you, too, for your readership.

While I do intend to keep on posting for as long as I can, at this juncture, such a prospect is getting iffier by the second.

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A Not So Perfect Phone Call

My phone rang yesterday. Who was calling? A Man. As in THE MAN!

By the by, he had asked for me, by name. Uh-oh! His mission? Fundraising, on behalf of some police association, which I had never even heard of.

As part of his spiel, he made a point of emphasizing cops’ mounting concerns; specifically, how they oppose all legislation, which de-funds and demilitarizes their police departments. In the short time it took to ask if he could count on my donation, I felt it necessary to ask…

“Would you mind if we take a few moments for a philosophical discussion?”

My totally unanticipated question had EITHER unnerved him (upset his indoctrinated fund raising routine) OR struck a raw nerve within him. So much so that he asked me to re-ask my Q.

“Would you mind if we take a few moments for a philosophical discussion?”

Upon his warily allowing that, I offered up this follow up…

“Would it not be better for the police to devote their time to the policing, while relying on the social workers…”

He immediately, and rather curtly, cut me off and then opted to cut and run.

The very fact that Mr. Fundraiser was expecting everyone to support cops, unconditionally, to say the least, was (still is) excessively presumptuous; especially against today’s backdrop of worldwide racial / social unrest.

Had he allowed me to continue, I’d have mentioned how society needs police department social workers / psychologists, who gingerly “open” troubled minds, not cops who crack open skulls with clubs.

Alas, Mr. Show-Me-Da-Money’s mind was not open to my brand of business. And that certainly struck a raw nerve within me.

Look, don’t get me wrong. Some good cops, who favor brains over brawn, still do exist. Some may even harbor natural instincts, which make them fairly decent shrinks.

But, what of the bad cops; the bigots, who deem it their duty to go ape-shit crazy, each and every opportunity they get to tackle their work assignments; i.e., when they literally tackle suspects.

And God help said suspects when they’re not Christian Caucasians.

Typically, for a person of color, a phrase such as “they all lived happily ever after” is not how their story ends. Tragically, the suspect is running away only out of his justifiable fear that the racist cop, in hot pursuit, fully intends to gun him down; all the way down; as in six feet down. More often than not, he’ll realize his fears had been well founded; as he gasps his final breath.

Society must fully accept and implement the changes Black Lives Matter adherents are demanding; i.e., the end of police brutality and profiling. Doing so would concurrently halt the trampling of 1st Amendment protections (e.g. freedom of speech / freedom to protest).

And looking further down the road, America does not need and must never respect storm trooper cops who’d [1] snappily salute and bleat out “Yes Sir” to Fascist Donald J. Trump and [2] mindlessly follow his marching orders to complete his overthrow of America.

Considering today’s sickening political climate, whether or not there can be a favorable resolution to all that ails us / the U.S. will depend on who will be seated behind the Oval Office desk at high noon on Inauguration Day 2021.

In the meantime, the people who did cough up their money to Mr. Fundraiser, today, could even wind up buying the tear gas, which protestors will wind up coughing up from their lungs, tomorrow.

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Of, By and For Everyone?

 

Unless financial wounds are self-inflicted, it’s virtually impossible for multimillionaires / multi-billionaires to ever be harmed. Such individuals could not do perceptable damage to their investments, even were they to pay their fair share of income taxes (which, more often than not, they don’t). They could not, possibly, go broke if, somehow, they could each live out 2 to 10 human lifetimes. Granted, I’m just estimating that “10”; it could be much more than that.

I’m not saying that it’s wrong to achieve success beyond one’s wildest dreams. However, what IS wrong becomes glaringly evident once the well-heeled individuals seek / attain high elective office. And that’s akin to our worst nightmares-come-true.

Typically, public service is not their motivating factor. Private gain, to the exclusion of the less fortunate, is their driving force. And that means, instead of working towards the betterment of society, as a whole, they’re spending every waking moment perverting the very Constitution, which their Oath of Office demands that they support and defend.

We’re talking about the very document with the preamble reminder of just who the hell We are and what, as a Nation, We stand for. It’s right there in the opening three words! How could anybody not notice, “We the People”? Let’s review that preamble in its entirety…

“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

Please note how nowhere within that passage is there even one whiff of a malodorous disclaimer; one which would establish an America that’s government Of the wealthy, By the wealthy and For the wealthy.

Even so, we ARE talking about wealth that’s been amassed so corruptly that “our” self-serving representatives are doing their damnedest to cover their asses, namely, by rigging our Congress and loading our Courts; hell, even subverting our Elections to THEIR advantage; and all with Donald J. Trump’s approval.

Donny’s hijacked and radicalized Republican Party, backed by HIS private army of sycophantic, psychopathic, armed to the teeth, white nationalists, domestic terrorists and voter vigilantes, have all but hammered in the final nail into Lady Liberty’s coffin; all but established a virtually impossible to dismantle, barren of ethics, stripped of oversight, mash-up of the Executive, Legislative and Judicial branches.

What other corroborating evidence does anyone need to support such a contention, other than pointing out how president (in title only) Trump (a.k.a. mister quid pro quo) has ordered HIS owned (in title only) senate majority leader Mitch McConnell to railroad onto the Supreme Court bench HIS handpicked, handmaid nominee, Amy Coney Barrett.

How can any fair-minded person reconcile a 67% conservative Supreme Court with a nation that’s demographically 35% conservative? Sure as shit, that stinks like government Of the wealthy, By the wealthy and For the wealthy.

 

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Is a coup d’état dress casual?

 

Hmm, now there’s an odd question this old-hand, seasoned, true blue American citizen never, ever expected he’d be asking; especially when that DC bash’s backdrop is expected to bleed outward to EveryTown, U.S.A.

Not that, at that point, I’d actually give a F about my fashion statement. But I do suppose, at the very least, the fabric should be stain-resistant; seeing how bloodstains are a bitch to remove.

• Will attendance be mandatory? We do know how VainMan is obsessed about size (uh, crowd size). I guess showing up would be advantageous; almost anything would be better than having to hear that big baby bellyaching / screeching re his low numbers till he’s iridescent orange in the face.

• Would anyone still have the balls to raid that odious blowout and shut ‘er down?

That, of course, IS the $64 Zillion question.

• But, WTF is the answer?

To all outward appearances, generals (who, btw have sworn to “defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and DOMESTIC”) don’t seem to be all that concerned re that firebrand’s brand of flaw and disorder.

• But, might appearances be deceiving?

It is possible that our top brass have been sporting their finest poker faces; i.e., laying in wait until the very last moment where / when they’ll be ding-donging the despot’s doorbell. And, soon afterwards, be hauling his fat Fascist fanny off the premises and lead-footing the paddy wagon off to the stockade.

At that point, I actually would give a F about my fashion statement.

Yep, I’d be donning my party hat and glad rags!

 

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AB Negative Narrative

 

We the People have not been abeam, abloom and abubble. Instead, we’re abundantly taken aback when, right from within DC’s Alabaster Abode, abject aberrations from the accepted norms abound.

That’s the obsessed and abscessed absolutist’s locale, from which he launches his absurd, abrasive, abusive, abysmal, abnormal, abominable, abhorrent, above the law plot.

That’s the crime scene, from where he unabashedly and abruptly abets the abatement, ablation, abortion, abrogation, abbreviation, abridgement, abolishment of human / civil rights; where he threatens to set ablaze the absentee ballots, too.

We the unwilling to grant absolution to any duly dethroned, refusing to abdicate power tyrant; we who are not able.to abide by / get aboard with Democracy’s absorption by Fascism, can only feel abandoned and abducted.

When our Constitutional protective passages do an about-face WTF is left?

Might we “escape” by going the absinthe and other potent potables route?

Might we abstain by absconding abroad ISO the aboriginal paradise lands?

 

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Postcard Parable (The Grade F F’er)

 

Once upon a time, an odd Ogre, afflicted with malignant narcissism,
bovine spongiform encephalopathy, tertiary syphilis & Alzheimer’s,
hopelessly mucked up (beyond all recognition and repair), the very
homeland he swore on the Bible he’d preserve, protect and defend!
As such, his ferocious delusions of grandeur misled him; resulted in
his erroneously grading his leadership skills A+ while 6 out of every
10 of his subjects only deemed the F’er F-worthy. Not “owning” even
one achievement to present to non-cultist electors, his traveling the
high road to stay in power wasn’t a viable option. Ergo, his low road
spin doctors sabotaged fair elections! He won. Citizens lost! The End!
Moral 1: Unfit kings are best served by doctors of medicine; not spin!
Moral 2: Spin doctors can only worsen & prolong what ails a nation!
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Susanne Scherer Shares a S&G Song

Preface: Bold font denotes paraphrased and quoted lyrical passages.

Susanne Scherer and Thomas Kolbin front MoonSun; which they describe as a Symphonic Power Metal Band.

Their usage of stunning orchestration and visuals further dramatize the dark, creeping, lyrical visions planted by Paul Simon within his composition, Sound of Silence; originally released back on 09/12/1965.

Simon emphasized / MoonSun reemphasizes how little good can ever come of a society when human rights (among them, freedom of speech) get sickened by a cancerous silence; when the people have “bowed and prayed to the neon god they made”; especially when that neon is a garish ORANGE!

 

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