Archive for June, 2015

THE ELEPHANTS IN THE LIVING ROOM: THE FIRST

There are two elephants in the living room of America which, because of illegal legalization in one case and mass hysteria in another, can no longer be ignored.

The first is the illegal legalization of same-sex marriage (as well as the reckless approval of nationwide violation of states’ rights) for which five strongly unjust justices of the U.S. Supreme Court are irresponsibly responsible.

Because I have covered this elephant in a previous post (A FEDERAL VIOLATION OF VOTERS’ RIGHTS), I intend for this section to be more of an update.

Let me begin with a quote by Justice Antonin Scalia–one of the four Supreme Court justices who did rule responsibly in this case:

A system of government that makes the people subordinate to a committee of nine unelected lawyers does not deserve to be called a democracy.

Takes alot of character for a Supreme Court justice to make such a candid, yet piercingly valid statement about the Supreme Court itself, doesn’t it?

Now, putting aside the obvious ethical and moral problems with same-sex marriage, let’s look at the false logic applied in this decision.  This was never about rights.  Homosexuals have always had the same right to marry women that heterosexual men have had.  And lesbians have always had the same right to marry men that heterosexual women have had.

This is about legislating a change in semantics–specifically, forcing an entire nation to change the parameters of the application of a word: marriage.

Robert Hinkle, the U.S. district judge who overturned our (Florida’s) ban on same-sex marriage compared it to states’ bans on interracial marriage–which were overturned by the Supreme Court in 1967.  In the case of Loving v. Virginia, the Supreme Court ruled in favor of a Black woman married to a White man, whose marriage the State of Virginia had refused to recognize.  That 1967 decision ended all states’ bans on interracial marriage.  And I feel that the Supreme Court made the right decision in that case.

But you can probably see why Hinkle’s comparison of interracial marriage to same-sex marriage is flawed:  The Supreme Court’s ruling in favor of interracial marriage applied specifically to a marriage between a man and a woman of different races.  A man and a woman.  Interracial marriage, as legitimized by the U.S. Supreme Court in 1967, is still within the parameters of the application of the term, marriage, that has been the standard for human societies worldwide since humans began to marry in the first place–a union between members of opposite sexes.  In some cultures, polygamy (one man with many women) has been an acceptable form of marriage–and in some cultures, polyandry (one woman with many men) has been an acceptable form of marriage.  But in all cultures, in all of human history, marriage has been recognized as a union between members of opposite sexes–not members of the same sex.

So, what right do five members of “a committee of nine unelected lawyers” have to tell all of humanity, throughout all of human history, that it is wrong?

OUR COUNTRY IS OUR RESPONSIBILITY

SCOTT MAYO 13SCOTT MAYO 14SCOTT MAYO 15

When the United States of America–my country–is destroying itself, while simultaneously attempting to erase the memory of another country it destroyed in war–the Confederate States of America–as if to divert attention from its own self-destruction–what can I do but call for the acknowledgement of a country that has never been, but has every right to be–Palestine?  Especially since my country–the United States of America–is the primary financial, political, and military supporter of an illegally and inhumanely contrived country–the Zionist State (Israel)–whose very establishment was a major atrocity, in that it displaced the population of Muslims and Christians who had lived and died in that region known as Palestine for over 1300 years?  This same Zionist State continuing to practice a sort of genocide against these Arabs, both Muslim and Christian, to this day, with increasing brutality?

As an American who truly loves his country, it is my responsibility to hold my country accountable for the atrocities it commits against itself at home–as well as the atrocities it supports abroad.

And if you truly love the United States of America, you will hold it accountable for what it does at home and abroad.  You cannot leave the fate of your country in the hands of leaders whose only allegiance is to themselves or to their respective political parties.  If you are a citizen of the United States of America, you have a privilege that those in most other countries in the world do not have–the right to direct your country’s government.  But if you do not exercise this privilege, you will soon be without it.  The government of the United States of America was established as one of the people, by the people, and for the people–and it is the responsibility of the people themselves to keep it that way.

GIVING THE MASS MURDERER WHAT HE WANTS

A few years ago, a young man named Adam Lanza shot a large number of people–including twenty first-graders at an elementary school.  The issue of gun ownership came up because this mass murderer used several weapons his paranoid mother (whom he also shot) had left in his reach.  And this was certainly a time for the issue of gun ownership to be discussed–this mass murderer had used several guns–especially assault rifles–to commit this horrible act.

Last week, a young man named Dylann Roof committed a mass murder–shooting nine people to death in a church.  In committing this horrible act, Roof did not use a Confederate battle flag.  So what in the hell does the Confederate Battle Flag have to do with this mass murder?

Roof said he wanted to start a race war.  And I was so pleased to see that he hadn’t got what he wanted.  Immediately after this shooting of nine innocent Black Christians by a White supremacist–I saw White Christians join with Black Christians in worship and in mourning for the nine victims.  And it was beautiful to see.

Now the race war Dylann Roof wanted has begun anyway–or at least something damned close to it.  Countless Black and White Americans have joined in protest against South Carolina’s Confederate Battle Flag.  The Confederate Battle Flag controversy is nothing new–I even wrote an article about it for my college newspaper in the 1980s.  And I certainly have my opinions about it–as do most other Americans.

BUT MY OPINIONS ABOUT THE CONFEDERATE BATTLE FLAG ARE IRRELEVANT TO THIS MASS SHOOTING–AS ARE ANYONE ELSE’S!  AND I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED THAT OPPONENTS OF THE CONFEDERATE BATTLE FLAG ARE WAGING SOFT WAR, USING THE TRAGIC KILLING–THE MASS SHOOTING OF NINE INNOCENT PEOPLE AT A PLACE OF WORSHIP–AS AMMUNITION FOR THEIR PURELY POLITICAL AGENDA!

YOU PEOPLE, BLACK AND WHITE, WHO ARE ENGAGED IN THIS PURSUIT OF POLITICAL POWER, ARE GIVING THE MASS MURDERER THE CLOSEST THING TO A RACE WAR!  YOU ARE PURPOSELY USING A TRAGIC MASS SHOOTING AS LEVERAGE FOR YOUR CAUSE–A CAUSE WHICH HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SHOOTING ITSELF!

YOU ARE NO DIFFERENT FROM ZIONISTS WHO USE THE HOLOCAUST AS JUSTIFICATION FOR THEIR ATROCITIES AGAINST PALESTINIAN ARABS!  ZIONISTS WHO DO THIS ARE DISGUSTING–AND SO ARE YOU!

NINE PEOPLE WERE SHOT TO DEATH IN A CHURCH LAST WEEK SIMPLY BECAUSE OF THEIR RACE.  THIS ACTION IS CONDEMNED WORLDWIDE BY PEOPLE OF ALL RACES AND FAITHS!  AND I HOPE ALL PEOPLE–ESPECIALLY THE AMERICAN PEOPLE–REALIZE THAT THOSE WHO USE THIS ATROCITY AS FODDER FOR A TOTALLY IRRELEVANT POLITICAL CAUSE ARE AS DISGUSTING–IF NOT AS EVIL–AS THE MASS MURDERER HIMSELF!

JUST WRITE SOMETHING

That’s a directive from myself to myself.  Because it’s so important that I keep writing, despite all these obstacles.

This new computer is still giving me hell–I am told that it’s not putting out enough power to the modem.  But I have an Internet technician scheduled to (hopefully) remedy this problem next week.

I wish my nephew Chris were here–he’s an Internet technician, a very skilled one I understand.  Jessica, my niece-in-law who created this blog for me, is Chris’s wife.  But they have four children, and live way up in Virginia, so I haven’t seen either of them since 2003.  And two of the children I haven’t even seen yet.  I really hope they get a chance to visit me in Pensacola sometime soon.  I really miss them.

I also miss my niece Laura.  And I miss my nephews Jeffrey and Jonathan.  Jonathan got married in April, but I was unable to attend his wedding (way up in North Alabama).  I felt so bad about that.  I had been able to attend Chris’s wedding in 2000, but wasn’t able to attend Jonathan’s.  I couldn’t afford a plane ticket and a motel room, and I couldn’t rely on my truck to go that distance without issues.  It’s a wonderful truck, but it’s an old truck, and it has had multiple issues in the past.

I wish my sister Cathy and brother-in-law Tom could have stayed in Mobile–but Tom had to move away for work.  And I wish my sister Elaine and brother-in-law Jeff could have stayed in Mobile–but Jeff had to move away for work.  And I wish I could have stayed in Mobile, but I had to move to my late grandparents’ house here in Pensacola because my low-income apartment complex had become a loud ghetto, and my car was stolen from the parking lot of the more rural-area low-income apartment complex to which I’d moved to get away from the ghetto–three days after I’d moved to it!  So I came here, to this house, because I simply had nowhere else to stay.  And in the process of all this moving, all this uncertainty, I failed-out of graduate school because I was unable to complete a paper for the one required class in my major.  But that was in 1998.

And my parents still live in Mobile, in the house in which I grew up.

I miss my family.  But I especially miss a time, before I was even born, when most American families were able to stay in the same towns for generations.  Was there really ever a time like that?  I think there was.  I also think there was a time when people didn’t need to lock their doors, and when they knew their neighbors.

Family and community are arguably the primary cornerstones of any culture.  And there was a time when, even here in the United States, family and community were both very much intact.  But that time is no more.

FOLLOWING THE FRIARS CLUB #9

Here’s another favorite of mine from The Friars Club Private Joke File:

Jennifer suspects her husband is cheating on her.  One day while she’s at work, she dials her home and a strange woman answers.  “Who is this?” Jennifer demands.”

“This is the maid,” answers the woman.

“We don’t have a maid,” says Jennifer.

“I was hired this morning by the man of the house.”

“Well, this is his wife.  Is he there?”

“He’s upstairs in the bedroom with someone I figured was his wife.”

Jennifer is fuming.  “Listen, would you like to make $50,000?”

“What would I have to do?”

“I want you to get my gun from the desk, and shoot the jerk and the bitch he’s with.”

The maid puts the phone down; Jennifer hears footsteps and two gunshots.  The maid comes back to the phone and asks, “What do I do with the bodies?”

“Throw them in the swimming pool.”

Puzzled, the maid answers, “But . . . there’s no pool here.”

A long pause.  “Is this 555-6897?”

FROM THE 2013 BOOK OF QUESTIONS #27

Another question from Gregory Stock’s book is this:

What do you like best about your life?

My amazing mind.

least?

My oppressive circumstances.

SCREEN TEST

Susan Strasberg

This is a test to see if I can upload photos with this new computer.  If this works out, excellent.  The above photo is of Susan Strasberg–I just saw her topless today in a cult horror film called The Manitou, and she’s been on my mind ever since.

WRITING IN TRANSITION

I can’t see you, Mama, but I know you’re always there…It’s hot(?) too much for me, Mama…My eyes, they’re burnin’ Mama, and I can feel my body shake…No, I won’t hurt you, Mama, but it’s getting so hard(?)…Don’t go!

It’s from the Genesis song, Mama, and I’ve always noticed that some of the words–those above, in particular–seem as if spoken by a baby in the process of being aborted in the womb.  My eyes, they’re burning, and I can feel my body shake.

I’m not in the womb, of course, but my eyes are burning like hell–really stinging, to be more precise.  Yet I now have appointments to see an ophthalmologist and a neurologist about this bizarre condition.

This is a new computer–I’m in the process of getting used to it.  I really miss the days when a computer was just a cool, fun thing to have–back in the 1980s.  There was no Internet, so no one had to have a computer to access it.  Now you have to have a computer–it’s just as essential as a telephone.  And you have to keep buying the newest computer Microsoft forces you to buy.  So, because a computer is no longer optional, but necessary, it’s no longer fun.

But I keep the line drawn at the Internet–I absolutely refuse to be burdened with a goddamned mobile device.  It’s too late for everyone else I know–everyone else I know is chained to his/her mobile device.  Yet it’s not too late for me–and I’m keeping it that way.

I was thinking yesterday about attention spans.  You notice, when you’re talking to someone, it doesn’t take long for that person to lose interest, and change the subject, or walk away.  It’s technology–the opium of the people.  Those in my generation (X) were cursed with the first worst thing ever invented–television.  Television was the first thing to shorten our attention spans–to condition us for instant gratification.  But since we experienced television from birth, we were damaged by it, from the start.  The next worst thing ever invented was the Internet.  Many of those in Generation Y were cursed with it from birth.  Now the next worst things ever invented were cell phones, Blackberries, iPhones, smart stupid phones–all the mobile devices.  And those in Generation Z have been cursed with those from birth.

So the attention spans get shorter with each generation.  Television shortened the attention spans of those in Generation X.  Television and the Internet shortened the attention spans of those in Generation Y.  And television, the Internet, and especially those goddamned mobile devices have shortened the attention spans of those in Generation Z.

We are really doomed.


Categories