Middle son doesn’t read this blog very often. I woke this morning to his text containing a link to A New View of the Moon. It made my day to learn this video made him as happy as it made me. Although less than a month has past since first post, consider this reblog a community service announcement. Watch it now, watch it again, watch it every day.
A few minutes ago these words arrived as a text message from my daughter. Found on Twitter, she wasn’t sure of author or origin.
“How about we treat every young man who wants to buy a gun like every woman who wants to get an abortion – mandatory 48 hour waiting period, parental permission, a note from his doctor proving he understands what he is about to do, a video he has to watch about the effects of gun violence, an ultrasound wand us his ass (just because). Lets close down all but one gun shop in every state and make him travel hundreds of miles , take time off work, and stay overnight in a strange town to get a gun. Make him walk through a gauntlet of people holding photos of loved ones shot to death, people who call him a murderer and beg him not to buy…
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Pondering Trump sentiments posted in March 2016. Yikes!
Settle down America, Donald Trump will never become President. Trump is America’s Rob Ford. Just as Toronto’s crack smoking mayor enjoyed a period of inexplicable popularity, Trump’s narcissistic, racist, misogynistic buffoonery will crash and burn. Similarities between Ford and Trump reside in ability of both men to exhibit reckless disregard for traditional politicking.
Disregard is a powerful weapon. Unexpected, refreshing, born of screwed up priorities. Gathering momentum, fueled by unspoken discontent, it penetrates stagnant air with herculean force. Caught unaware, disgruntled populations equate disregard with solutions.
Bolstered by celebrity, Trump entered politics with a haughty declaration, he would make America great again. Basking in waves of rhapsodic affirmation, Trump preened his vision of magnificence. Conservatives dismissed arrogance as patriotism, lining up to hang on his every word. Unscripted tirades mocked political correctness, lack of propriety made it abundantly clear – he didn’t know how, or was interested in playing politics…
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Ponder an opinion written 4 years ago with focus on realities of hate in America today.
Pondering hate has my head in a spin, who decides what is or isn’t hate? The sobering fact being; my views of right and wrong are considered equally hateful by millions of people who see things differently. Last night I wrote about Christian Kerodin, the convicted felon behind plans for “The Citadel” – a fortified city accepting applications from prospective residents who want nothing more than to live with “like minded” people. Like minded in this case meaning an insular society free from “liberals”, city government or taxes, recycling, and criminal or background checks. All “The Citadel” asks in return is that you arrive with your own weapons, hundreds of rounds of ammunition, and the attitude needed to use them.
As repugnant as I find this, the reality is – Kerodin has served his time for extortion, isn’t breaking any laws, and under his constitutional rights can say anything he…
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Hard to fathom close to a year has passed since posting wannabe president Trump objections. Looking back, I laughed out loud. Too funny 🙂
Donald Trump’s presidential aspirations march to the beat of “make America great again”. Pardon my ignorance but which model of American greatness does Trump pine for? Does he yearn for America before the civil rights movement ruined everything? Was America great when African Americans knew their place? Might America have been great when entitled white boys avoided the Vietnam draft, conspicuously absent while America forced countless impoverished white and minority citizens to die fighting a pointless war? Did the torch of greatness wane when dastardly liberals insisted women deserve equal pay for equal work?
Wait a minute – I’ll ask a Trump supporter on Quora, Quora’s strict moderation demands polite sincerity, all I need is a straight answer. Oh crap, what was I thinking? America was “great” before Barrack Obama, Obama ruined everything America holds dear. WTF you raving Trump supporter lunatic! I’m dangerously worked up – read this explanation…
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I don’t often reblog, but Peter’s perspective is worth pondering…
I love political cartoons. I can be a real irreverent son-of-a-gun when I’m in the mood and a pointed political cartoon is always humorous to me. The past couple years have been particularly ripe with political imagery and in a perverse sort of way I’ve been laughing my head off. Mind you I DO NOT like or appreciate hate (cartoons or otherwise) or racism, sexism, etc.. But a really good political cartoon is a hoot!
Because of all the shots being fired across political bows I have been thinking about the idea of being either “conservative” or “liberal.”
“Retirement” means I’m older than some other people. My point of view is different than a Millennial’s, or a Gen-Xer. I have more history and background into which to put the details of today’s events. That doesn’t necessarily make my point of view better — just different. After all, I went to…
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Posting this again to remind us where Donald Trump came from.
“My legacy has its roots in my father’s legacy” – Donald Trump
I begin with a nod to https://elfkat.wordpress.com/ for shining light on this story.
Woody Guthrie’s music epitomized struggles of the working class. The Great Depression, Dust Bowl, farm workers rights, trade unions, civil rights, social injustice – Guthrie became the voice of disenfranchised America. John Steinbeck wrote –
“Woody is just Woody. Thousands of people do not know he has any other name. He is just a voice and a guitar. He sings the songs of a people and I suspect that he is, in a way, that people. Harsh voiced and nasal, his guitar hanging like a tire iron on a rusty rim, there is nothing sweet about Woody, and there is nothing sweet about the songs he sings. But there is something more important for those who still listen. There is the will of a people to endure and fight against oppression. I think we call this the…
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