Fortune Cookie Blog: Oceans of Tears

What a crying shame it is, that there are never supply chain breakdowns;
no shortages when it comes down to the worldwide distribution of hatred;
the root of all evil; the relentless driving force behind bloody warfare, gun
violence, police brutality, terrorist attacks, insurrection, vile acts of torture,
enslavement, homophobia, fascism, racism, casteism, sexism and ageism.
Let’s make this New Year the moment we start drying our oceans of tears.

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Sheep and Donkeys

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Seeing how, within my homeland (the rapidly shedding greatness U.S. of A.), a couple chunks of our populace have been adopting mannerisms consistent with common barnyard animals (namely sheep and donkeys), I cannot help but worry about America’s future.

I sure hope that this affinity for pastoral settings is not permanently modifying that “A” component to read the U.S. of Apathetic, or worse yet, the U.S. of Asshats (or if you’d prefer, the more vulgar “A” variant).

Either way, that would mean that getting the upper hand on today’s burning issues at hand, oh, say, global warming, the pandemic, a certain orange fascistic freak and his insurrectionist cultists, socioeconomic inequity / injustice, police brutality, gun violence / mass murders, misogyny, xenophobia, etc. just ain’t gonna happen.

Yet, as I just re-read those above three paragraphs I could not help but wonder why I’m even blogging onward; especially when my efforts are mostly getting deaf eared? I mean, is it time for me to become an unbecoming member of that flock of sheeple, too? Time to forsake any further efforts to battle those societal scourges? Hmm… if yes… that’d certainly simplify my life as a WP blogger.

But, what would I blog about, instead?

I know… I KNOW… I could report the lowdown re an especially localized current event! Yes, indeed, allow me to try on my new sheep’s wool blogger’s cap for size…

As any dishwasher can attest, when anything made of glass accidentally hits the linoleum, it’s not a pretty sight (or sound, too, for that matter).

Yet, that pretty much sums up what nearly went down in my kitchen, earlier this new day, when the Frisbee sized / shaped bowl I had knocked off the counter, had other “ideas”. Indeed, it did wind up flying several feet away, HOWEVER…

Instead of the expected crashing, cracking and shards scattering sound effects (to be Foley artist enhanced in post production), there was this muted plop when it made a picture perfect, no damage done, landing into the nearby plastic bucket, which I had used to mop the kitchen floor last night.

I only mention this because were I to ever intentionally attempt to fling a bowl into a bucket, I seriously doubt I could ace it on the first try. In fact, I’d guesstimate my chances of ever accomplishing such a feat (in one take) to be one in a zillion; if even that. (For the precise odds, just ask any nearby idled actor, who doth a credible Mr. Spock impression).

I can now kinda, sorta sense what it must feel like to Hail Mary a basketball; i.e., totally pull off the full court, game winning buzzer beater (sound effects to be Foley artist enhanced, too, in post production).

So my readers and visitors, what do ya think? Should I hang on to my sheep’s wool blogging hat? Or head back to the heavily land-mined / booby-trapped Trumpian trenches?

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Fortune Cookie Blog: Key F-Words

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The society which Flourishes sits atop a rock solid Foundation
of mutual respect; Flounders whenever reputable Folks aren’t
afforded the respect they have earned; wind up marginalized
by the very society they Fervently hope to renovate/perpetuate.
Champions of Humanity like US Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez,
Dr. Anthony Fauci, Ms. Greta Thunberg & Ms. Emma Gonzalez*

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* Memo from the Cookie Maker: Obviously, this list is
mere sampling. This foursome’s vital to survival causes:

AOC: human rights, racial /gender equality and freedom
Fauci: public health / ending Covid-19 and the pandemic
Thunberg: reversing climate change to save planet Earth
Gonzalez; gun control to end all school house massacres

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Is there anybody out there?

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This being, being a bedazzled, naked eye and telescopically enhanced sky watcher, I’m aware that even the light polluted night sky can still invite the “Big Q”…

  • Is there anybody out there?

Or another variation of this…

  • Are we the only “intelligent” beings within this vast sea of stars?

Well, however we may phrase the sentiment, a renown, bygone astrophysicist and moonlighting screenplay writer thrice scripted a most suitable “A”…

“The universe is a pretty big place. If it’s just us, seems like an awful waste of space.”

Carl Sagan/Ann Druyan • 1997 film Contact • read the storyline synopsis, spoilers included, HERE
Line delivered (in scripted order) by actors David Morse, Matthew McConaughey and Jodi Foster

Building on that premise, the inevitable follow up “Q” becomes…

  • Why haven’t alien races made their presence known by… oh… say… paying us a visit?

Alas (long sigh) that “A” is inescapably obvious…

As ADVANCED as these extraterrestrials would need to be to have mastered interstellar space travel… well… it’s that very, in all caps, italicized A-word, which affords us the “Q’s” “A”.

I mean, what advanced, levelheaded civilization would ever opt to rub elbows with us (if they, indeed, have elbows)?

Not when they’d be fully aware of how too damned many Earthlings have abandoned:

  • Peace: by empowering insane leaders who’ll have access to nuclear arsenals
  • Liberty-Equality-Justice: by trying to install narcissistic, fascistic sore losers
  • Civility: by giving free rein to serial killers, who shoot up schools & churches
  • Public Health: by refusing to mask & vax-up during a deadly, global pandemic
  • Ecology: by letting corporations prolong our suicidal, fossil fuel dependence
  • Decency: by discriminating against, dehumanizing and alienating terrestrials

Even if interstellar travelers were invaders they’d still avoid us. I mean, why bother conquering the human race… ahem… when we’re doing a bang up job all on our very own, eh?

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Sweet Dreams Are (Not) Made Of This

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Upon awakening from a lifetime of recallable dreams, I’ve frequently mulled over the feasibility of online dream journaling. However, I’ve resisted making my slumbering nightlife an open book, mainly, because I’ve deemed my content, by and large, to be akin to a bedtime story; in other words, a real yawner. Uh, that is, up till this early a.m., when my R.E.M. sleep story seemed a bit more worthwhile and interweb interweave-able.

It all boils down to a specific dreams’ recursive, bothersome nature; of late, the bizarre manner in which my unconscious mind has been prioritizing a particular narrative; has become unduly fond of (unproductively?) sorting out my time served within a peculiar, particular gated community, a.k.a. Retail Hell (initially, as a sales rep; later on, as an entry level manager).

The, perhaps, unsolvable mystery, here, is why there’d even need to be a nocturnal rehashing of this epoch of my life; these dreams ARE playing out nearly 13 years following my injury-forced early retirement. Additionally, I’d hardly categorize more than 5 of those 30 work years as worthwhile and satisfying. Hence, my headline’s negation of the 1983 Annie Lennox / David A. Stewart’s song title, “Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This”.

Possibly, it’s my having pissed away nearly forty-five percent of my entire life within that milieu, which would account for this phenomenon? Might there simply not be enough of my other life experiences to draw on? My gawd, it’d be bat crap pathetic, indeed, were my so-called career the only aspect that had ever defined me.

Getting down to the actual dream details, they are, at best, phantasmagorical; the slew of farcical / surreal workplace settings, facial flashes of both wretched and wonderful big bosses and fleeting glimpses of the revolving door co-workers who’d been treated just as shoddily as I. Other mystifying dream elements include my neither showing up for work nor completing my assigned tasks on time, utterly failing to carry out the most mundane of work routines and, in the process, completely mucking up everything; all of which, runs totally counter to the actual facts; corroborated by my rock solid, top-notch, annual job performance reviews.

As for “the why” to my experiencing these (worthless?) dreams, the only working theory I can dream up is how that bygone era of my work life had been a walk in the park; when compared to staggering thru today’s zombie apocalypse.

Such an assessment of tough times, doth summon forth the 1967, James Anthony Dean / Paul Riser / William Henry Witherspoon, R&B/Soul musical masterpiece, “What Becomes of the Brokenhearted”: these songsmiths’ lead lyric, “As I walk this land with broken dreams” aptly setting the world stage.

Once juxtaposed, such a sentiment is totally relevant to the coronavirus pandemic, which has devastated, debilitated and decimated humanity; to a society sickened by the plague of racial inequality, police brutality, gun violence and mass shootings; to the delusional domestic terrorist sleeper cells, who await their collective alarm clock to go off; to trigger the unleashing of their deadly and destructive plots; all of which could, someday, trump Trump’s own, wide awake nightmare; his fortunately failed January 6th attempt to hack America to death.

Indeed, Sweet Dreams Are (Not) Made Of This.

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Running: More Ways Than 1

The following story is true. My not naming anyone by name is the best way to further emphasize how the disease of racism is omnipresent and adversely affects all people of color.

During election year 2020, there’s an African-American candidate who is running for high elective office. Regrettably, his best shot at emerging victorious is to establish a gun-nut voter base; to pander to their worst instincts; to concurrently rail out against his political rival’s anti-gun stance. The irony here:

Armed to the teeth rabble oft seethe with bigotry, too; so much so, that were this candidate to ever go out for a neighborhood jog… well…

Many of his newfound, vile, vigilante supporters would not react well. They’d summarily judge a running black man “guilty’’ of the “crime” of minority jogging. Their meted out punishment would be too horrific to put into words.

Our only consolation, here, is knowing how this political wannabe is too smart to ever attempt running such a dangerous experiment.

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Fortune Cookie Blog (Herculean Task?)

 

To win the War on Terrorism, we’ll need to usher in a stable, global society.
To accomplish this feat will require heads / hearts harboring ethics, respect,
generosity, love, tolerance and civility; a green hued ecology and economy;
our commitment to end nutritional and intellectual starvation; our declared
cease fire re both gun violence and warfare; a cure for our nuclear insanity.

 

 

 

 

Taking Their Cues ~ 1 Quick Limerick #089

 

Wretched Trump’s racism, fuels hate’s flame,
Taking their cue, gun nuts murder and maim,
Next, real survivors’ heartache,
Cues Trump’s thoughts and prayers, fake,
Mourners get played like pawns in his vile game.

 

 

 

 

Gun Sick America’s Nearly 200-Year-Old Unsolved Problem

On this 20th anniversary of the Columbine massacre, my thoughts go back two decades further… to that January 29, 1979 Monday when a not-so-sweet, sixteen-year-old girl [1] wielded the Christmas gift she had received from dear ol’ dad (a semi-automatic .22-caliber rifle), [2] trained its cross-hairs on San Diego’s Grover Cleveland Elementary School (located right across the street from her family’s home) and [3] fired off 30 rounds of ammunition.

By siege’s end, amongst the dead were Principal Burton Wragg and custodian Mike Schar… amongst the wounded were eight children and a policeman.

During this stand-off… no less… a San Diego Tribune reporter interviewed the shooter over the phone…  asked her why she was doing it?

Her flippant response…

“I just did it for the fun of it. I don’t like Mondays. This livens up the day. I have to go now. I shot a pig, I think, and I want to shoot more. I’m having too much fun.”

Oh, btw… this shooter… sentenced 25 years to life… is up for parole this year.

Stunningly, even I can cite a gun incident… one that, c1971, went down within my own small, rural hometown High School. While our principal never made the details public, according to the student grapevine, one of our classmates had brandished a shotgun to hold nearly 30 students hostage for an entire afternoon. Fortunately, no shots were fired.

My web-search results report the deadly incidents go back… WAY. WAY BACK! Indeed, America’s gun-sick society has been the breeding ground for school shooters ever since the first known incident on November 12, 1840!

And be advised… Wikipedia freely acknowledges their lengthy list is far from complete!

That this carnage has been going down for nearly TWO FREAKIN’ CENTURIES… with no end in sight… makes American legislators’ negligence all the more egregious, shocking, appalling, horrendous, frightful, atrocious, abominable, abhorrent, outrageous; monstrous, unspeakable, unforgivable and shameful.

Forgive me for dumping practically the entire Thesaurus entry into this blog, but choosing only one of these words would not even begin to cover my sentiments when it comes down to a nearly 200 year long maiming and killing spree. Come to think about it… the 13 words I did use do not adequately do the job, either.

My God… nearly 200 years!

 

 

 

99 Word Blog (#007): You Make The Call!

How do you rank a society, which terrorizes / kills humanity on behalf of “god”… bastardizes “Thou Shalt Not Kill” to sanction foreign wars and neighborhood mass murder… lifts not one finger to deny guns to the itchy trigger-fingered insane… lets war criminal leaders escape justice… turns a blind eye to torture, human trafficking, ethnic cleansing, honor killing and rape… discriminates against minorities / the aged and disabled… rests a disproportionate tax burden upon the poor… intellectually / nutritionally starves billions of people… doesn’t boo hate / fear mongering, greedy, empty headed politicians off the stump?

Anyone care to comment?