Regarding the bullying of the
by the Occupant because
the environmentalist is Time’s
“Person of the Year” with
her picture legitimately on
the cover unlike the fake
Time cover photo of the
Occupant, which, apparently,
hangs from the walls of some
of his properties, the First
Lady’s press secretary stated
that the First Lady’s anti-bully-
ing initiative Be Best is simply
the best and that the First Lady’s
thirteen-year-old son should be
left alone and not bullied.
He had coffee with a friend this morning.
The conversation and coffee were gourmet.
The Christmas music and holiday setting were A-okay.
Time passed without a hint anything was wrong and without any warning,
but they knew in this lulled time, the precarious situation.
They honestly and earnestly shared views and fears
about issues facing our now very vulnerable nation.
They managed to laugh when they could have shed tears.
After shaking their heads about a government seemingly out of control,
they managed a nervous chuckle about Alice and the proverbial rabbit hole.
For forty years, there has been an unholy
collusion between the wealthy and our
government to stack the tax deck for the
wealthy and against the vast majority of
Americans and sell it as great capitalism
vs. evil socialism which has resulted in-
evitably in the election of a wannabe
demagogue who promises the world
to the disenfranchised who are looking
for a savior and promises more tax breaks
for the now super-rich and, and, and
that’s why all kinds of horrible things are
happening every day from the dramatic
increase in mass murders to domestic
terrorism to road rage to domestic
violence to addiction epidemics to
hate crimes, to — well, just name it
and you would be correct. And, oh,
yeah, the deterioration of a democratic
republic into totalitarian fascism or
worse, and not to be alarmist, but,
holy cow, is that even possible? Yeah.
Irony of ironies, the Democrats
are beating the Republicans at
their own game. They have wrap-
ped themselves in patriotism, co-
opted allegiance to the flag, use
of the language of faith and de-
fense of the FBI and Department
of Justice, bulwark institutions
of US conservatives. But they
are doing it for very different
reasons. Democrats used
to criticize the federal instit-
utions for surveilling those
who protested legitimately
against a government acting
illegally and now they are up-
holding the institutions who
are trying to hold account-
able a government admin-
istration acting illegally
while the Republicans
(going far beyond where
any Democrats went in
previous protests) seem
to be saluting a despotic
They say he sniffs out his opponents’
weaknesses like it is some kind of
compliment for an unusual ability.
That’s like saying a Chocolate Lab
has the incredible ability to sniff out
disgusting things along the sidewalk
to eat. How hard is it to sniff out
the desire for fame and fortune?
Duh. So he got power through
election and now he sniffs out
the desire of so many of elected
officials’ addiction to fame and
fortune and finds a way to call in
those cards and keep them real
close to him and beholden to him
and, basically, they have sold their
soul to him for fame and fortune.
Duh. Didn’t Faust do something
like this at the instruction of the
Devil who is really good at sniffing
out weaknesses? Is that really all
A truism joke of Debate 101
is that if you have a weak
argument, yell. Same for
sermons: if your sermon is
falling flat, raise your voice
for emphasis and authority.
Well, that is what we are see-
ing from the Republicans on
the House of Representatives’
Judiciary Committee — yelling
because there is no legitimate
argument against the facts of
impeachment, only in their case,
it is a copy of the one they copy
in all things, the Occupant and
his childish yelling when things
don’t go his way — the little
piggy who went, “’Wa, wa, wa,
wa,’ all the way home.”
Democrats are so very dumb
about picking a candidate;
their behavior makes me numb;
It is narrowing, as of this date,
to old (some super-rich) whites — Dems beating old drums
leaving browns and blacks to debate
off stage, wondering how to run
and get back on stage before it’s too late.
When will Democrats get up to speed
on our national diversity
instead of doing that which will impede
progress and ethnic inclusivity?
The stakes for democracy are much too high,
for the Dems, come the election, to go bye-bye.
It’s seventy degrees outside
and I’m watching puffballs,
cotton balls, popcorn balls
and fluff balls fly through the
air in the northern climes but
no snowballs to be found at
this time. In a hyped, hyped
interview of the president’s
AG, the AG didn’t even have
to duck what was tossed his
way. It was a balmy day in the
studio and the AG had it his
way, the president’s way and
in this case, the really tough
questioner’s powderpuff way.
The head of Medicare and Medicaid
had $43,000 worth of jewelry stolen
and she wants the taxpayers to come to her aid.
On a business trip, from an SUV in her possession,
she had a $5,600 piece of Ivanka’s jewelry raided.
Some may think my poetic protest is a digression,
but, seriously, isn’t the head of Medicare and Medicaid
supposed to hold the elderly and poor as a sacred trust with affection?
Her behavior is a charade,
the theft reveals her attempt at circumspection
while she continues a political masquerade.
At the restaurant, the waiter asked what I wanted to drink.
I said, “Water with a slice of lemon.” He said, “Perfect.”
My wife ordered a glass of water with ice but without any
mention of lemon. According to the waiter, that, too, was
perfect. Did he know something about me that water with
lemon was perfect for me? Did he know something about my
wife that water with ice but without any mention of lemon
was perfect for her? And so I tried an experiment. When my
water glass was empty, I ordered a different glass of water,
one with ice but without any mention of lemon. According to
the waiter, that, too, was perfect. Might he have mistaken
my wife’s water order for mine? Then my shrimp scampi was
perfect and my cup of coffee was perfect and my wife’s steak
salad with medium-rare steak was perfect. As the waiter hand-
ed us the bill, he asked how everything was to which we re-
sponded simultaneously and quickly, “Perfect,” when, in fact,
not everything was perfect. I just didn’t want to bother him
with the results of my annual physical. It isn’t anything serious —
just not perfect.