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HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 1

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 2

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PART 3

HISTORY, CIVICS, AND PERSONAL RESPONSIBILITY PENSACOLA’S FIVE-FLAGS DISPLAYS

IF ONLY I WERE FAMOUS

“…You know, I’m automatically attracted to beautiful–I just start kissing them. It’s like a magnet.  Just kiss.  I don’t even wait.  And when you’re a star, they let you do it.  You can do anything.”

“…Grab ’em by the pussy.  You can do anything…”

Donald Trump is not suitable to be President of the United States.  But this is not a reason why.  From the moment I heard the private conversation Donald Trump had with Billy Bush in 2005, I was appalled–not at Trump’s words, but at the deceitfulness of the American press, and at the hypocrisy of Republican politicians.

This private conversation was exposed for blatantly political reasons–allegedly by the same Republican politicians who chastised Trump so hypocritically.  We could be sure that Paul Ryan, Mitch McConnell, and even Mike Pence had made very similar comments during their lives.  The fact was that no man alive had failed to engage in such “locker room talk” during his life–and no woman either.

And of course the press completely lied about the comments–stating that Trump had bragged about sexually assaulting women–when it was clear that he simply hadn’t.  In this “locker room talk”, Trump was speaking of sexual relations with women–with their consent.  That’s not sexual assault.  Furthermore, he was simply speaking the truth–the same truth that Frank Sinatra, Elvis Presley, and Jimi Hendrix had known.

When you’re a star, women will let you do just about anything–even “grab ’em by the pussy.”  Not all women–not even most women–just a lot of women.

I envy President-elect Trump–in fact, I’m jealous of him.  Everyone in the world latches on to his every tweet as if it’s the last word on everything.

I wish I were a star–I wish I were famous.

Yes, if I were famous, women would indeed let me grab their lovely pussies.

Better still, they might let me have wild, wonderful, sexual intercourse with them.

Better still, they might turn their goddamned smartphones off, and actually let me read my poetry and prose to them.

Or enlighten them on some old, forgotten subject–like history.

Or even share with them my ideas on how we could stop changing our world for the worse, and start changing our world for the better–how we could all be human again, and save humanity itself.

If only I were famous.

DON’T BLAME ME, I VOTED FOR NEITHER

Well, I guess I owe an apology to those who voted for Donald Trump in the Republican primaries–he could defeat Hillary Clinton.

And I can proudly state that I voted for neither Hillary Clinton nor Donald Trump–in fact, I cast a write-in vote for an unknown independent presidential candidate named Scott W. Mayo.

Donald Trump cannot serve as President of the United States for four years without starting a global thermonuclear war–directly or indirectly. Mike Pence can. Therefore, it is imperative that Congress come up with a reason to impeach President Trump, and remove him from office–as soon as possible after he takes office–so that Vice President Mike Pence can take his place.

I have already contacted Senator Marco Rubio (for whom I did not vote) and Congressman Matt Gaetz (for whom I did vote)–urging each to vote for the impeachment of President Donald Trump, and his removal from office, as soon as the opportunity arises.

And if you want to keep from going up in radioactive smoke, I highly suggest that you contact your senator and congressman/congresswoman with the same appeal.

Maybe this victory for Donald Trump is just the kick-in-the-ass that Digital-Age Americans need to convince them that they are indeed personally responsible for their government–at the federal, state, and local levels.

Maybe this is a wake-up call for you–if you are a citizen of the United States of America–to do three things:

Abandon the political party that has betrayed your trust–Democratic or Republican–and change your voting status to Independent.

Get rid of your Digital-Age pacifier (your cellphone, iPhone, or smartphone)–and get a landline phone.

Close your Facebook and/or Twitter account–and start a blog if you want to get your message across.

And don’t blame me, I voted for neither.

NO TRUTH, NO JUSTICE

Truth and justice are both important.

But though we can have truth without justice, we cannot have justice without truth.

Because all injustice is a product of falsehood–misinformation, misunderstanding, misrepresentation, lies, half-truths, unsubstantiated rumors, deception, deceit, dishonesty, rash assumptions, rash conclusions, rash judgments, manipulation of facts, disguising opinions as facts, interpolation, censorship, ignorance.

So as important as justice is, truth is arguably more important.

Because we cannot have justice without truth.

Truth.

Truth, no matter how much it hurts.

Truth, no matter whom it hurts–even ourselves.

Truth, no matter what.

Truth at all costs.

NO TRUTH, NO JUSTICE.

ANOTHER REASON TO PULL THE PLUG

For a general overview of this Digital-Age hell, read George Orwell’s 1984 and Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World (along with countless other literary and cinematic classics).

And for a parody of the place of spectator sport in this Digital-Age hell, read E.B. White’s “The Decline of Sport”.

Yes, spectator sport is as much like war as ever–possibly moreso in this Digital-Age hell.

Yet another development has taken place–definitely more serious than ever in this Digital-Age hell.

War has become a spectator sport.

Another reason to pull the plug on this Digital-Age hell–to shut down the entire Digital-Age system worldwide–somehow.

SECOND WILL AND TESTAMENT

“And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, In my dream, behold, I stood upon the bank of the river:

“And, behold, there came up out of the river seven kine, fat-fleshed and well favoured; and they fed in a meadow:

“And, behold, seven other kine came up after them, poor and very ill favoured and lean-fleshed, such as I never saw in all the land of Egypt for badness:

“And the lean and the ill favoured kine did eat up the first seven fat kine:

“And when they had eaten them up, it could not be known that they had eaten them; but they were still ill favoured, as at the beginning.  So I awoke.

“And I saw in my dream, and, behold, seven ears came up in one stalk, full and good:

“And, behold, seven ears, withered, thin, and blasted with the east wind, sprung up after them:

“And the thin ears devoured the seven good ears: and I told this unto the magicians; but there was none that could declare it to me.

“And Joseph said unto Pharaoh, The dream of Pharaoh is one: God hath shewed Pharaoh what he is about to do.

“The seven good kine are seven years; and the seven good ears are seven years: the dream is one.

“And the seven thin and ill favoured kine that came up after them are seven years; and the seven empty ears blasted with the east wind shall be seven years of famine.

“This is the thing which I have spoken unto Pharaoh: What God is about to do he sheweth unto Pharaoh.

“Behold, there come seven years of great plenty throughout all the land of Egypt:

“And there shall arise after them seven years of famine; and all the plenty shall be forgotten in the land of Egypt; and the famine shall consume the land;

“And the plenty shall not be known in the land by reason of that famine following; for it shall be very grievous.

“And for that the dream was doubled unto Pharaoh twice; it is because the thing is established by God, and God will shortly bring it to pass.

“Now therefore let Pharaoh look out a man discreet and wise, and set him over the land of Egypt.

“Let Pharaoh do this, and let him appoint officers over the land, and take up the fifth part of the land of Egypt in the seven plenteous years.

“And let them gather all the food of those good years that come, and lay up corn under the hand of Pharaoh, and let them keep food in the cities.

“And that food shall be for store to the land against the seven years of famine, which shall be in the land of Egypt; that the land perish not through the famine.

“And the thing was good in the eyes of Pharaoh, and in the eyes of all his servants.

“And Pharaoh said unto his servants, Can we find such a one as this, a man in whom the Spirit of God is?

“And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, Forasmuch as God hath shewed thee all this, there is none so discreet and wise as thou art:

“Thou shalt be over my house, and according unto thy word shall all my people be ruled: only in the throne will I be greater than thou.

“And Pharaoh said unto Joseph, See, I have set thee over all the land of Egypt.”

“…And Joseph was thirty years old when he stood before Pharaoh king of Egypt. And Joseph went out from the presence of Pharaoh, and went throughout all the land of Egypt.

“And in the seven plenteous years the earth brought forth by handfuls.

“And he gathered up all the food of the seven years, which were in the land of Egypt, and laid up the food in the cities: the food of the field, which was round about every city, laid he up in the same.

“And Joseph gathered corn as the sand of the sea, very much, until he left numbering; for it was without number.”

“…And the seven years of plenteousness, that was in the land of Egypt, were ended.

“And the seven years of dearth began to come, according as Joseph had said: and the dearth was in all lands; but in all the land of Egypt there was bread.

“And when all the land of Egypt was famished, the people cried to Pharaoh for bread: and Pharaoh said unto all the Egyptians, Go unto Joseph; what he saith to you, do.

“And the famine was over all the face of the earth: and Joseph opened all the storehouses, and sold unto the Egyptians; and the famine waxed sore in the land of Egypt.

“And all countries came into Egypt to Joseph for to buy corn; because that the famine was so sore in all lands.”

This is an epic.

But everyone’s life is an epic.

Like most people, I have had times of plenty and times of little.

But for eight years I had a time of plenty unlike any before–not plenty of grain, but plenty of money.

This money came from an unlikely, unexpected source.

Then the money stopped coming, early this year–even more unexpectedly than it had started coming, just over eight years before.

Yet unlike Pharaoh, I had no dream to prepare me for this time of plenty, followed by this time of little nothing–and no Joseph to interpret such a dream.

And this is why I am now experiencing the most desperate, frightening financial crisis in my life.  But my family–which gave me assistance in past financial crises–has completely shut me out.  During this time when I need my family more than ever, my family is more indifferent toward me than ever.  My family is kicking me when I’m down.

And the only members of my family who would assist me during this agonizing financial crisis–the only members of my family who would do everything they could to give me a rope by which I could climb out of this pit–are all dead.

In an earlier post, I expressed how much I wished I hadn’t lived to see 2016.

Now I wish that even more.

PEER PRESSURE AT ITS WORST

I’m the only blogger I know who constantly condemns the Digital Age–using Digital-Age technology to condemn Digital-Age technology.

I especially condemn the mass addiction to mobile devices and social media.

In subjugated societies, like that of Occupied Palestine, mobile devices and social media give oppressed people a way to show the rest of the world just how oppressive their occupying governments are.

But in free societies, like that of the United States (arguably the freest society in the world), mobile devices and social media make the people oblivious to everything and everyone around them–and condition the people to simply feel, rather than think, and simply react, rather than act.

This entire presidential campaign is being driven by social media.

Most Republican voters who voted for Donald Trump in the primaries chose him not because of what he said, but because of what was said about him on social media.

Most Democratic voters who voted for Hillary Clinton in the primaries chose her not because of what she said, but because of what was said about her on social media.

This is peer pressure at its worst.  But it’s not just kids giving into peer pressure anymore–it’s Americans of all ages.

The American people are destroying their own country with their ignorance, apathy, and complacency–and their primary weapons for their own country’s self-destruction are their mobile devices and their social media accounts.


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