Jewish Space Laser


Hang onto your hat – Sandy Hook and Parkland school shootings were faked, 9/11 was an inside job, Trump won the election, the most mistreated people in the U.S. today are white males, Hillary Clinton murdered a child in satanic ritual then ordered the killing of a police officer to conceal the crime, and the 2018 California wildfires were started by a Jewish funded space laser – allow me to introduce Marjorie Taylor Greene, upstart Republican congressional representative from Georgia now sitting on the Republican Education Committee.

‘Jewish space laser’ among wild hoaxes backed by GOP’s Marjorie Taylor Greene – National | Globalnews.ca

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This woman makes crazy blush, a duly elected politician so misguided her ignorance defies comprehension. Trouble is, the woefully flawed U.S. constitution coddles bat shit in the name of freedom. Freedom to speak hate, promote absurd allegations without obligation to verify facts, adversely impact the well being of fellow citizens regardless of race or religion and flaunt all of the above with righteous impunity.

America reaped what it sowed, the U.S. has no one to blame but itself for the madness of elected politicians claiming Jewish funded space lasers started California wildfires. Conclusions are drawn, fingers pointed, walls erected and sides taken. Left vs right, partisan editorial masquerades as news. Technology facilitates hand picked reality, truth be damned. Truth takes a back seat to ideology, all is forgiven because freedom of speech allows propaganda to bloom.

Constitutional freedom of speech morphed from well intentioned ideal to weapon of politicized discontent. Ludicrous misinformation parroted on social media blossoms into foundations of misguided truth. Trump legitimized mainstream proliferation of baseless nonsense. Marjorie Taylor Greene isn’t about to apologize for claiming a Jewish funded space laser started California wildfires. Why should she? Voters in her congressional district don’t care, freedom of speech doesn’t care. Who cares?

Reality Check


Republican Senator Rand Paul of Kentucky tabled objection on constitutional grounds to proceeding with a second Trump impeachment trial. Forty five out of fifty Republican senators sided with Rand Paul. Paul based his objection on a misguided premise, only sitting presidents can be impeached. Despite clear constitutional consensus that impeachment serves to prevent tyranny, in this case guaranteeing Trump can never again hold political office – no American president has ever been impeached after leaving office. It’s a murky quandary, the constitution says nothing about impeachment of a former president. Reality check, right or wrong is irrelevant, two thirds Senate majority needed to go to trial will never happen.

Trump won’t be impeached, the damage is done. Quaint notions of sworn oath to uphold the constitution are meaningless. Impeachment is futile, forty five Republican senators have spoken. They scoff at all but their pitiful grasp on reality. Take it as victory that history will never forget his deplorable reign.

What can be done? How will justice be served? Forget impeachment, let it go. Concentrate efforts on irrefutable matters of law, the same law that applies regardless of office or influence. Audit his finances, leave no stone unturned, follow the money. Demand a DNA sample, require him to answer sexual assault charges in court. Investigate and verify facts of his dealings with foreign banks. Force him to understand, days of cowering behind the Resolute desk are over.

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The Great Conjunction


Astronomers describe the meeting of planets and other cosmic objects on our sky’s dome as “conjunction”. The term “great conjunction” is reserved for close optical alignment of Jupiter and Saturn. Saturn takes roughly 30 years to complete one orbit of the Sun. Jupiter, approximately 12 years. Every twentyish years they meet for a great conjunction. Why? In a nutshell, each year Saturn completes 12 degrees of orbit, Jupiter 30 orbital degrees. As such, in one year Jupiter closes the gap between itself and Saturn by 18 degrees. (30-12=18). Therefore, over 20 years Jupiter gains 360 degrees on Saturn ( 18×20=360 ). When Jupiter laps Saturn a great conjunction is born.

On December 21, 2020, winter solstice arrives with the closest great conjunction since 1226, a mere 0.1 degrees separates Saturn and Jupiter. Degree of separation so rare that in a thousand years between 1600 and 2599, only six great conjunctions have separation of less than 0.2 degrees. The last in 1683, next on March 15, 2080.

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Saturn and Jupiter Great Conjunction 2020 (timeanddate.com)

Next week’s great conjunction is exceedingly rare. Saturn and Jupiter appearing so close to the eye, they meld into a single bright object. So bright it’s being called the Christmas Star or Star of Bethlehem. Biblical mythology aside, this once in a lifetime spectacle is worth a gander. Weather permitting, if clouds cooperate, look low to the southwestern horizon on December 21st 30 minutes to an hour after sunset. The great conjunction deserves an audience.

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Trump Vaccine


Geraldo Rivera wants to heal a nation divided by naming the first COVID vaccine “the Trump”. Earlier this week Rivera Tweeted – “If you are really interested in conciliation, and sincerely want everyone to work together to make the next administration a success, why not start with this suggestion: call the first vaccine to market the Trump. #TrumpVaccine ”

What the freaking hell? This morning Rivera pitched the Trump on Fox & Friends, saying – “It would be a nice gesture to him, and years from now it would become kind of a generic name. Have you got your Trump yet? I got my Trump, I’m fine. I wish we could honor him in that way”.

Since president elect Joe Biden defeated Trump, coronavirus has claimed 24,000 lives. Over a quarter million have died since Trump flippantly dismissed it as nothing to worry about earlier this year. Every two seconds another U.S. citizen is infected. National new infections per day are pushing 200,000. Trump refuses to concede, denies Biden’s transition team access to vital resources required to implement a national pandemic action plan and announces New York State will get the vaccine last because he didn’t like criticism from Governor Andrew Cuomo. What the freaking hell?

Rivera praised Trump as “prime architect” of Operation Warp Speed, a government funded vaccine development program. Chirping – “But for him we would still be waiting into the grim winter for these amazing miraculous medical breakthroughs”. But for him? Cool your jets Geraldo, the only involvement Pfizer had with Operation Warp Speed was as a supplier. The Trump administration contracted 100 million doses, but no government funding for development. https://www.newsweek.com/pfizer-part-operation-warp-speed-alex-azar-distanced-trump-program-1546594

The staggering absurdity of Rivera’s initiative defies reason. What the freaking hell? It would be a nice gesture if U.S. citizens honored Trump by calling COVID vaccine “the Trump”? Enough! I can’t laugh, cry, shake my head or call upon irony to make it better. Get a grip America, you have mud on your face.

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You’re Fired


Excuse me Mr. Trump, sorry to interrupt your golf game but by the way, you’re fired. Don’t be mad, you brought it upon yourself. Dig deep for a shred of decency, for once in your life take the high road, concede defeat. No sir, you weren’t robbed, nothing was stolen. What can’t you understand? Yes sir, I realize how hard you tried to stop Democrats from voting, bent over backwards to handicap the postal service, assumed lies enough to sway public opinion.

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Do you understand Mr. Trump? It’s over, the people have spoken. You’re fired. Don’t despair, your run at re-election prompted the highest voter turn out of any presidential election in U.S. history since 1900. Close to 67% of eligible voters spoke their mind during a global pandemic. Excuse me sir, are you listening? Pardon me, recount you say? To what end, at what cost? Not over until you say so? Please sir, clean out your desk. Leave with dignity, spare the embarrassment of calling security to show you the door.

Finding Polaris – Embrace the North Star


Ah Polaris, commonly known as the North Star – humanities guide since the dawn of time. Located directly above the north celestial pole, northern hemisphere skies rotate around this near constant pole star. Knowing where to find Polaris means you’ll always know which direction to travel. Face Polaris, stretch your arms out sideways – the right hand points due east, the left due west. About face and you’re pointed south.

Very many bright concentric circles in sky around a bright irregular dot, trees in foreground.

Ken Christison captured these glorious star trails around Polaris, the North Star. He wrote, “For the most common and often the most spectacular star trails, you want to locate Polaris and compose the image so it is centered horizontally and hopefully you can have a bit of foreground for reference.”

To find Polaris locate the Big Dipper, focus on Dubhe and Merak, two stars forming the outermost edge of Big Dipper’s bowl. In your mind’s eye draw a straight line to the tip of Little Dipper’s handle – voila, that’s Polaris the North Star.

Think of northern hemisphere skies as a clock with Polaris at the centre, the line from Dubhe and Merak to Polaris as the hour hand. The Big Dipper rotates once around Polaris every 23 hours, 56 minutes. A few minutes short of a day, equivalent to 361 degrees in 24 hours. As such the North Star moves ever so slightly with each passing day. What never falters is the hour hand from the outermost bowl of Big Dipper to Polaris. Find the Big Dipper, you’ll locate the North Star. Do that and you’ll never be lost in the woods.

Diagram: White sky with four black Big Dippers in a circle around Polaris.

If you’re in the northern U.S., Canada or at a similar latitude, the Big Dipper is circumpolar for you, always above the horizon. Image via burro.astr.cwru.edu.

Maid of the Mist….


Tourist mecca Niagara Falls straddles the 49th parallel, Canadian province Ontario on one side, New York State on the other. No visit to Niagara Falls is complete without an excursion on Maid of the Mist, a sight seeing journey guaranteed to soak blue plastic raincoats regardless of which side of the border you shell out for the privilege.

Today, pandemic times courtesy Maid of the Mist serve as a stark reminder as to why COVID rages out of control in America while Canada flattens the curve. Ponder this image – see all the blue raincoats on upper deck of U.S. Maid of the Mist? Cast your gaze down to the Canadian boat, see any blue coats? I rest my case.

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https://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/hamilton/maid-of-the-mist-niagara-falls-hornblower-covid-1.5658620?cmp=rss

You Want A Confederate Monument?


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Yesterday Trump tweeted – “I will veto the Defense Authorization Bill if the Elizabeth “Pocahontas” Warren (of all people) Amendment, which will lead to renaming (plus other bad things) of Fort Bragg, Fort Robert E Lee and many other military bases from which we won Two World Wars is in the Bill!”. Pocahontas of all people, other bad things? WTF! Appalling disregard for minorities, historical ignorance, calculated right wing campaign fodder – you decide, I’m speechless.

Last Sunday, editorial opinion by Caroline Randall Williams appeared in the New York Times. Amid Trumpish support for white nationalism, Trump outrage over NYC Mayor de Blasio planning to paint Black Lives Matter on 5th Avenue in front of Trump Tower (Trump tweeted – “de Blasio is going to paint a big, expensive, Black Lives Matter sign on Fifth Avenue, denigrating the luxury Avenue” ) and widespread initiatives to remove Confederate symbolism – Caroline Randall Williams penned perspective every American should read and take to heart. Quoted in part below, full article link after that.

“I have rape-colored skin. My light-brown-blackness is a living testament to the rules, the practices, the causes of the Old South.

If there are those who want to remember the legacy of the Confederacy, if they want monuments, well, then, my body is a monument. My skin is a monument.

Dead Confederates are honored all over this country — with cartoonish private statues, solemn public monuments and even in the names of United States Army bases. It fortifies and heartens me to witness the protests against this practice and the growing clamor from serious, nonpartisan public servants to redress it. But there are still those — like President Trump and the Senate majority leader, Mitch McConnell — who cannot understand the difference between rewriting and reframing the past. I say it is not a matter of “airbrushing” history, but of adding a new perspective.

I am a black, Southern woman, and of my immediate white male ancestors, all of them were rapists. My very existence is a relic of slavery and Jim Crow.

According to the rule of hypodescent (the social and legal practice of assigning a genetically mixed-race person to the race with less social power) I am the daughter of two black people, the granddaughter of four black people, the great-granddaughter of eight black people. Go back one more generation and it gets less straightforward, and more sinister. As far as family history has always told, and as modern DNA testing has allowed me to confirm, I am the descendant of black women who were domestic servants and white men who raped their help.

It is an extraordinary truth of my life that I am biologically more than half white, and yet I have no white people in my genealogy in living memory. No. Voluntary. Whiteness. I am more than half white, and none of it was consensual. White Southern men — my ancestors — took what they wanted from women they did not love, over whom they had extraordinary power, and then failed to claim their children.

What is a monument but a standing memory? An artifact to make tangible the truth of the past. My body and blood are a tangible truth of the South and its past. The black people I come from were owned by the white people I come from. The white people I come from fought and died for their Lost Cause. And I ask you now, who dares to tell me to celebrate them? Who dares to ask me to accept their mounted pedestals?

You cannot dismiss me as someone who doesn’t understand. You cannot say it wasn’t my family members who fought and died. My blackness does not put me on the other side of anything. It puts me squarely at the heart of the debate. I don’t just come from the South. I come from Confederates. I’ve got rebel-gray blue blood coursing my veins. My great-grandfather Will was raised with the knowledge that Edmund Pettus was his father. Pettus, the storied Confederate general, the grand dragon of the Ku Klux Klan, the man for whom Selma’s Bloody Sunday Bridge is named. So I am not an outsider who makes these demands. I am a great-great-granddaughter.” – Caroline Randall Williams

Confederate Monuments – Another Perspective