Saturday, August 31, 2019

21st Century Authoritarianism Burns Across the Globe: Saturday Political Soap Box 220


The Amazon is on fire.

And we are very limited as to what we can do about it.

Brazil is on fire.

It is on fire with an Authoritarian leader who is committed to the exploitation of the Amazon forests, and to challenging the indigenous populations that occupy them.

Bolsonaro was elected in a sham election, one where his main opposition was imprisoned before the vote.  He is a hateful man, a right-wing authoritarian who wants to persecute the LGBT community in the vilest manner.  He has no respect for the indigenous Amazonian natives and feels no need to preserve the Amazon rain forest.  They are there to be stripped and terraformed to benefit corporations and the wealthy.

The G-7 conference, without the support of the United States, agreed to send 20 million dollars in emergency aid to combat the fires.  That's a pittance, like trying to fight the fires with a damp cloth.  Even that money was rejected, as Bolsonaro had his knickers in a wad over things President Macron of France had said.

One of the new motives for cutting away more forest is a result of the tariff war our racist President has initiated against China.  China does not want to use agricultural products from the US anymore and is looking for new sources.  Soybeans, in particular, is something Brazil can fill in for, but they need new farmland to do it.  So Trump's hissy fit is causing the permanent loss of soybean exports, and the slack will be picked up by Brazil, even if they have to destroy the Amazon rainforests to do it.  So, ergo, Trump is responsible for the acceleration of the rain forest destruction.

Brazil is just one example of the scariest trend of the 21st century - the rise of authoritarian fascism and the weakening of democracy.


Large swaths of the planet have fallen into the hands of dictators - China, Russia, the Philippines, Brazil, Turkey, Egypt, Poland - just to name a few.

Donald Trump wants desperately to be an authoritarian fascist.  There is some resistance in our institutions, but that is slowly being chipped away.

Even Europe is not entirely resistant to this.  There are fascist parties in almost every European country, with varying degrees of power.   Even the United Kingdom is far on the road to falling, as the Trumpian xenophobe Boris Johnson has taken over, and one of his first acts is to suspend Parliament.

Why is this happening?

I wish I knew a definitive answer.  It would be easier to stop.

The internet that was supposed to set us free, with shared communication, has instead turned into a propaganda tool, selectively enforcing some of the most brutal and ignorant beliefs of people.

Globalization failed, as it allowed the concentration of wealth into fewer hands, rather than uplifting all.

People see their lives and culture slipping and instantly blame the other.  Thousands of years of Progressive faith is flushed down the drain, as religions become dominated by fundamental extremists.

I don't know.  But there is no denying that the world is falling, and with the emergence of the climate crisis, we may continue to devolve and threaten everything. 

I love history, and I've looked at quite often the rise of fascism in the 1930s.  How could that happen?  Why did the people of those countries go along with it?

And now it's happening again, and I still find it confusing.  I try to talk to Trumpeteers, and I just get an earful of how bad Hillary and liberals are, nothing to defend the awful things that they are encouraging.

I'm hoping this will burn itself out (hopefully before the rain forest is completely gone, and the coral reefs, and the glaciers) and that we return to a more Progressive age.

But I just don't know.

I am very worried.

I am very discouraged.












Thursday, August 29, 2019

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

Just a loosey-goosey smattering of some of my favorite things.


Super-Heroes?

         DC - Superman

          Marvel - Kitty Pryde

Favorite TV Show of All Time?

         Buffy the Vampire Slayer

Favorite Current TV Show?

          Marvel's Agents of SHIELD

Favorite Spy?

          James Bond (Sean Connery #1, Daniel Craig #2)

Favorite Spy TV Show?

          The Man From U.N.C.L.E.

Favorite Comic Book of All Time?

           Tomb of Dracula

Favorite Current Comic Book?

            Action Comics

Favorite Movie Comedy?

            Blazing Saddles

Favorite Movie?

           Star Wars

Favorite Fantasy Movie?

           The Lord of the Rings Trilogy

Favorite Sport?

            MLS Soccer

Favorite Team?

            Atlanta United

Favorite Player?

            Josef Martinez

Classic Favorite Player?

            Al Kaline

Favorite Writer?

             Stephen King

Next Favorite Writer?

             Margaret Atwood

Next Favorite Writer?

           George R. R. Martin

Classic Favorites?

            H. G. Wells, Jim Thompson, Joseph Heller (ok, this is a hard one to narrow)

Favorite Fiction Book?

            The Stand by Stephen King (only book I've read three times)

Ok, that's a start.  Most are going...ewwww!

Nevertheless, I may do it again.

I didn't even get to food.











Staring Into the Daniel Den



Alison, along with some other church members,  will be starting the Daniel Fast on Labor Day.  This will run until September 21st. I believe.

I think the bible's Daniel did this in the old testament.  How much of it was a deliberate fast, and how much was - well, this is what I got available to eat - I'm not sure?  Obviously, I have not researched the specifics.  I know Daniel went into the Lion's Den - maybe he survived because he smelled too much like vegetables and fruits.  "Hmmm, delicious meat!  Wait!  This smells like broccoli and kale!  Blecch!"

So maybe the fast is to help spare you from lions.  But probably not.

I can't comprehensively tell you what's in the diet or not.  It strikes me as kind of vegan-y.  Nothing from animals, everything plant-based.  The bread must be unleavened and whole-grain - I think that means no biscuits.  And like most modern diets/fasts, anything sweet is the ultimate evil.

Am I going to do this?

Maybe a little.  Alison and I share many meals, and I sure want to cooperate and help her where I can.  Most of the vegetables and fruits sound okay to me.  I like plant-based meat substitutes (except tofu).  I can find whole-grain unleavened things (tortilla chips as an example).  But there is one thing I cannot do without.


Cheese.

I love cheese.  Cheese on most everything.  Can I eat a veggie burger?  Yes!  Can I do it without cheese?  Noooo!

This morning, I'm going to have cheese grits. Can I eat grits without cheese?  No.  No, I can't.

Later, I'll have a Mexican Quesadilla.  Will it have cheese?  You bet it will!  And ketchup - but that's a whole separate thing.

I don't know all the theological themes about why the Daniel Fast exists.  But I'm hoping I can live up to the general spirit without giving up cheese.

Maybe I'll give up cheese for Lent.

Nah, that ain't happening either.










Monday, August 26, 2019

Weekend in Jesup



This weekend featured a trip to Jesup, a town about thirty miles away from us.  It's bigger than Blackshear but similar in size to Waycross.  We go there only rarely.  It's a charming town with a robust downtown, but we don't often have a reason to go there. 

Saturday we had a reason.  The Wayne County Arts Council invited me to present a reading from my books, and being the hamwich that I am, I couldn't resist.

It was a fun, positive experience.  No, it did not have world-beater crowds.  But those who were there seemed to enjoy it, and it was a great variety of local talents, including some extraordinary authors.  I read from Here Comes Tommy and Crowley Stories.  Not to brag, but they were well-received.  If I am unsure of some of my abilities, that uncertainty does not include my ability to read aloud.

I wasn't sure what to read from Crowley Stories.  I practiced the two-page introduction of Crowley Stories and found myself a bit overwhelmed.  Sometimes I reread something I wrote years ago, and I am horrified by the mistakes I find that I had not previously caught, or the reading flow is not as sharp as I expected.

Not so with the introduction of Croley Stories, Good Morning Bright Crowley Sun.  It held up, so much so, it almost took me to my knees, and I had hard keeping my emotions in check while I read it.

One of my decisions not to try agents with Crowley Stories was that this brief intro has a very long run-on sentence at the heart of it.  That was a stupid decision.  Having read it aloud for the first time, to me, it sang beautifully, a hymn as to what's to come in the Crowley Stories.  My inability to promote this excellent book is one of the biggest failures of my life.  That and not moving back to Michigan in 2016 and convince 11,000 Michiganders not to vote for racist Donald Trump.

We also discovered a great new restaurant in Jesup, One Love, with 'island" food, which I believe is Carribean,   Alison had some jerk chicken, and I had island pork with guava BBQ sauce.  The sides were delicious as well, and I had a custom made fruit punch that was out of this world.   Now Alison is busy trying to come up with reasons to go to Jesup!

They have a TV facility at the Wayne County Arts Council, so some of what we did may be on TV there, or even on YouTube.  If I hear more about it, I'll let you know!









Saturday, August 24, 2019

No More Tweets!: Saturday Political Soap Box 219



Enough of this madness.

Yes, it's a violation of the dignity of the office of the Presidency.  No, I understand it's modern times.  All public figures, including the White House, are engaged in social media in one way or another,

But this is not announcing upcoming events, previewing or promoting new policy initiatives, thanking those whose service is appreciated, consoling us through national tragedy, and other proper and proper ways to use social media. 

This is nasty.

This is vicious.

This is horrible stuff you wouldn't even tolerate from an immature teenager or a bratty child.

He attacks people, even his own supporters and staff, if they dare to speak out, or thwart his will even in this most minor way.  Even private citizens who are not in government, are attacked, sometimes over the most trivial and idiotic things.

Our racist President retweets vile rumors, conspiracies and utter crap from white nationalists and other nutjobs.

He fumes outrage, much of it barely literate, filled with spelling errors, rambling sentences, incomplete and disjointed thoughts, and grammar mistakes (I have to be careful with that one - I'm sure some will point out my own atrocious grammar mistakes).

Twice recently, he has said something stupid and irresponsible that has sent the stock market sliding.  Do we have to take on China economically?  Yes.  Do we do it the way the President is doing, plunging the entire world closer to global recession?   No. 

In a recent tweet, he declared that US companies should leave China and "are hereby ordered to immediately to start looking for an alternative."

YOU CAN"T DO THAT!  YOU CAN"T USE TWITTER TO HEREBY DECLARE ANYTHING!!!

Good Lord!  Can we all agree on one thing, if nothing else?  That the next President of the United States should not try to govern by tweet?

Is that too much to ask?








Friday, August 23, 2019

Open Mic Night at The Wayne County Arts Center!



I, T. M. Strait (my illustrious pen name), will be there to do selected readings from one or more of my books!

History of the Trap: Tear One

a YA novel with mystery, SciFi, action, and romance
The Twilight Zone crossed with Harry Potter, Hunger Games, and Stranger Things

Crowley Stories: Swamp's Edge

inter-related slice of life short stories featuring a small Southeast Georgia town on the border of the Okefenokee Swamp

Here Comes Tommy

imaginative and entertaining stories about my not so wayward youth

Adventures in Time and Space

a nifty collection of stories for young readers, from late elementary through early high school


I will be there to read from and talk about my books.  I may accidentally have a few copies available for purchase.  As always, the books can be found online, from the author, or at the Okefenokee Heritage Center.

Come out if you can!  There will be many exceptional local talents there!  And if you can't, please be sure to check out my books at your favorite online retailer!


















Wednesday, August 21, 2019

Entertainment Weekly Becomes Entertainment Weakly


Entertainment Weekly is now a monthly magazine.  I don't think they're going to change their name.  It's another sign of the apocalypse. 

Laugh at me if you want, but I have been a charter subscriber to Entertainment Weekly.  That's right.  I've had a subscription since Day One, way back in February 1990.

Why, you might ask?  Well, first, anyone who knows me, either personally or through this blog, knows that I am a devout performer and consumer of stories.  Entertainment Weekly was a great way to let me know what's available and what's coming - in books, TV, movie, music and comic books.

Also fundamental to me was the rich statistical nature of the magazine. It was steeped in lists and rankings and what were the bestselling books, the box office of the most recent movies, the TV shows with the highest Neilsen ratings, the most popular music albums by genre.  It was a statistical feast, AND I LOVED IT.

Iy would give letter grades to the newest entertainments.  Sometimes I was not matched closely with their critics, but oftentimes I was, particularly in television.

Over time, they moved more and more away from the emphasis on a statistical bent, doing more and more fluff pieces, the kind you find in People magazine.  I'm sure that one of the factors behind this was the increasing availability of statistics on the internet.  You can get detailed movie box office information through Box Office Mojo, or The TV Rating Guide, or similar websites.

Yeah, great.  Stats on the Net.  To me, it's not the same.  I loved getting the base data every week in my favorite magazine. 

An example outside of the world that used to be covered by Entertainment Weekly is what's happened to me in regards to baseball,  I loved to follow baseball but I did it almost entirely by statistics I found in the newspaper, especially USA Today.  Now, I don't have access to those (and when I have found them, I see that they seem to have moved away from statistics as well), and I find my contact with baseball reduced to zero.  I see it so little, I'm still shocked every time I see that the Houston Astros are now in the American League.  When the hell did that happen?

Looking through the new monthly Entertainment Weekly, I find it almost entirely worthless.  No stats, tons of fluff pieces (do I really want to read twenty-some pages about any show, particularly those I don't even watch?).  There are a few grades of upcoming things, but they're not very complete, and how can you be timely if you only come out once a month?

The decline of magazines has been a hard thing to watch.  Almost all the weeklies are having a tough time (except maybe the lurid like the National Enquirer, blasting pro-Trump headlines and celebrity dirt).  Most of the magazine sections at grocery stores and drug stores and even booksellers are becoming smaller and smaller.  And even in that small space the number of weeklies and even monthlies are becoming fewer and fewer, with what little space there is being taken over by specialty one-shots that are glossier but cost upwards of $20!

Yes, we have come a long way from the days of Life, Look, Newsweek, Time, Saturday Evening Post, and so many more.  Yes, I know.  Time marches on, even for Time magazine.

I, for one, will miss them.


P.S.

For those concerned about the expense of a weekly magazine, I always found ways to get EW at a heavily discounted rate.  Most of the time, I got a "professional rate," you know - being a CPA and supposedly using it in the lobby of my successful, prominent practice.  Please don't tell them anything different.














Monday, August 19, 2019

New Roads Monday Musings



I am trying to cope with the change.  I am trying to deal with my three sons now all away from home.  My oldest is all the way to Calfornia, where he is a successful film editor, specializing in coloring and bringing to life the flat tones of the original filming. Look for his credited work this Fall in the new CBS drama All Rise!

My middle son lives in metro Atlanta, and is a successful Professional Engineer working in the environmental field.  He is married to the beautiful and talented Paige, and they have a home together in a wonderful house where they have solar panels and gardens and bees. 

And now, my youngest son is away at college.  He is starting his post-secondary academic career at Georgia College & State University in Milledgeville.  I'm proud of the way he's taken to it so far.  He has gotten out of the dorm room and met new people.  He has joined the choir.  He attended church and has started up with the Episcopal Youth Group.

Not that things have been tear-free.  Church was particularly hard yesterday, especially the singing.  We were very conscious that his voice was not there next to ours.  There were some more tears during a phone call on Sunday afternoon.

Alison and I are trying to fill our lives with some new roads.  I am once again in theatre, joining the cast of WACT's Murder on the Orient Express.  That's not only practice time, but time taken to learn lines - the older I get, the greater the struggle that is.

Readers of this blog may have noticed that some blog entries are now audio.  Thanks to Benjamin's help, I have finally begun to take baby steps towards a potential audio career.  Hopefully, I will get more polished as time goes on.

We've completed some series binge-watching, recently completing Legion (intriguing but weird - I hate to say it - may be almost too weird), and the first season of You (intense by Lifetime standards).  We're now moving on to the last season of Preacher.

Some familiar roads have also been left behind.  I am moving away from the Writer's Guild.  Five plus years of trying to sustain it have been wearing to me, and I have to take a break from it.  There are some ideas to move forward, but I have to backburn for awhile.  It has to grow to exist without my consistent involvement. 

Right now, I'm still involved in a summer audit at work, so that should keep me occupied this month. 

And Labor Day Weekend is coming soon.  And that hopefully means a visit from Benjamin!

The roads are winding.  The roads are new.

But they're still there.  And they can be traveled.











Saturday, August 17, 2019

Losing the Mooch: Saturday Political Soap Box 218


Anthony Scarmucci, White House Communications Director for just 11 stomach-churning days, was one of the few people that were able to outshine the President in ridiculous, insulting and controversial statements.

And yet, after his remarkable quick demise, back in 2017, he was still able to support the President and came to his defense many times on national television.  He remained a colorful figure, albeit with slightly more tamed language.

That all evaporated last week.  The Mooch (as he is affectionally called by friend and foe alike), appeared on Real time with Bill Maher.  He defended the President, but with not the same vigor he had in the past.  He admitted some things were troubling him, including the trade wars that seem to be contributing mightily to sinking the global economy.  He was less than thrilled with some of the recent racist remarks made by our racist President.

Well, that's all it took for racist Donald Trump to turn on him.  I'm amazed, even with all of the television our Racist-In-Chief watches, that he stumbled across Real Time with Bill Maher.  Perhaps Fox News had a segment about it.  He lashed out at Scaramucci, saying how he could not handle his tenure as Communications Director and how he barely knew.

Well, now the gloves were off.  The Mooch, not one to hold back when someone comes after him, has recently called our racist President a "jackass," "narcissistic," and "crazy."   When Trump verbally attacked a protester at one of his Nuremberg style rallies for being fat ( the person identified was actually one of his supporters trying to take the protesters out of the rally), the Mooch called Trump 'the fattest President", temporarily banning Scaramucci from Twitter.  He now thinks Racist Don needs a primary opponent and likened the attempt to replace to Arya Stark swooping in to get rid of the Night King, and that when the Night King is taken down, all his supporters will evaporate.  I wish.  I'm afraid we'll be dealing with America's ugly racist side even long after Trump. 

The Mooch may be the loudest, but I don't think he's the only one who will flee from Trump in the coming months.  The global economy is very shaky right now, in large part but not entirely because of racist Trump's trade wars.  His blind lashing out has destabilized everything.  Our racist President has been clinging to a so-called "strong economy" as the last bailiwick of support outside his base voters (the white supremacists and evangelicals that will stick with him no matter what).  If he loses the economy as an argument, he is a goner.

Democratic Presidential candidates who are basing their campaign solely on challenging the Narcissist King may be in for a surprise. If the economy sinks, and Trump is unable to successfully pin it on somebody else, the Republicans could replace him.  Or Trump could step aside, resign, and let Pence pardon him (not with precedent - Ford pardoned Nixon after Nixon resigned).  Then while old white men flail over whether the Democratic Party should be conservative and corporate, or Progressive and bold, the Republicans will nominate Nikki Haley as President or Vice President, putting them as the party to put a woman in the White House (or White House adjacent).

If only the Democrats had a woman who was bold and progressive, with detailed plans, an ability to work with both Progressive and moderate Democrats, an opposition to Trumpism that runs deeper than just racist Trump and attacks corruption more broadly, a straight shooter with positive appeal.  If only the Democrats had someone like that.

Oh, wait.  Maybe they do. 

Maybe we have more than one.

I'll let you suss that out.

I won't give you any clues.























Okay, maybe just one clue.





Friday, August 16, 2019

Old Pat T & The Great Bathroom War

The Birdie Flies


It's a tough time.

There are moments of worry and anxiety, moments when tears flow, when we wonder if leaving him there is the right call, what we are going to do without this boy being in our home like he has been for the last nineteen years (including womb time).  We're far from helicopter parents, but we can't help but stress about whether or not he needs our constant reminders as to what to do next.

It's a special time.

Our boy is beginning a grand new adventure, but he loves us deeply and will be returning home for holidays and other weekends.  He'll be home a whole month around the winter holidays.  Unless he gets a job that keeps him up there.  Okay, I don't want to think about that right now.

At first, it was very scary.  We got to Georgia College campus and his form room, and Benjamin seemed on edge.  He was overwhelmed by the initial paperwork, and how to handle the move in.  Even though we had canceled and been refunded for the loft that was preferred by the other roommate, they had been put up anyways.  They were pretty high up, with a shaky ladder, and we just didn't want it, nor did the other roommate, the one filling in for the one who had left for a fancier room on West Campus.

Benjamin had arrived a day early so that the next day he could be a part of the Cat Crew, a group of students that would help everyone else move in the next morning.  That first night, however, Benjamin could not get up on the loft, and we moved his mattress and bedding down so he could he sleep on the floor.

That night, we left for a hotel room nearby, while our son slept by himself on the floor.  What was going to happen to our boy?  Would he ever fit in?

When we got there the next morning, Benjamin was already on Cat Crew.  We found out that the night before, he had gotten out of his room, made friends and played video games, primarily DC's superheroes game, Injustice.  My years of training in DC lore was finally paying off!  What a proud father I am!

Our first experience with roommates and parents was a positive one, as they all pitched in to help dismantle them and move the lofts out of the room.

I was worried that the Cat Crew might wear out Benjamin and make him surly.  Physical labor is not his forte and did not know what it would do to his mood, or if he would hurt himself physically.

What a silly worry.  He blended in well with others and had a blast!  One time I saw him and another student carrying a very fragile looking dresser topped with a bookshelf.  As they rounded the foyer, I heard a terrible crunch.  Oh, no!  Was he breaking someone's furniture?  A Cat Crew supervisor was worried, and Benjamin said, "It's fine!  That was just the empty water bottle in my pocket!" and he made the crunching sounds again.  He was cutting up the whole crew, being funny and lightening everyone's spirits during the whole experience.  He said it was great fun, and that he was able to sharpen his "improv skills".  Sometimes, I think the poor boy may have inherited too much of me.

And that was the way the day went.  Benjamin moved farther and more confidently on his own, and we realized, for better or worse, our job was done.  We said our goodbyes and headed home.

It was time to let our birdie fly.
















Wednesday, August 14, 2019

The Morning Of


The Steady March of Time has led us to this.  It is the day Benjamin starts his college journey. 

We are up a little earlier than we thought,  Benjamin was awakened by a neighbor who thought it was A-OK to use a chain saw at 6:30 in the morning.  Moving to a dorm tonight, he may have to start to get used to even more unusual noises at even more unusual times.

The picture above is from our church service last Sunday.  Reverand Kit had our family come up front and the parish lay hands on us as a show of support and solidarity with Benjamin as he starts his college experience.  I'm not in the circle yet, as I am at the dais jibber-jabbering.  If you want to know what I was saying, check out the blog post, Our Womb Episcopalian. When I was done, I joined the group and Rev Kit led us in a moving, heartfelt prayer.

This has been Benjamin's church his entire life.  The mutual love found there is a spiritual and physical source of strength in his life.

We will be gathering stuff around, packing two cars (Benjamin will be keeping the 2004 Camry, a car promised to him when he was just a toddler), enjoying the day together, and then going to Georgis College for his early move-in as part of Cat Crew (a group that will help other students move in tomorrow).

Alison has done a lot of planning and organization.  He will be well equipped once he's settled in.  Alison planned at first with the mother of Benjamin's initial roommate.  It was a bit of a surprise when that roommate accepted a room on a waiting list for another dorm where he would have his own room.  A few days ago, Benjamin was assigned a new roommate, which was fine, but it did throw off the plans Alison had made.  But we are quickly adjusting, and we think everything will be ok.




Didn't he just graduate yesterday?

Oh, well.

The adventure continues!







Friday, August 9, 2019

Echoes of '59

We Didn't Stop It



We didn't stop it.

I guess we thought it wouldn't go that far.  As Anne Frank said, " in spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart."

And maybe they are.  But you can't prove it by what we have let happen.

It's true.  We band together when a storm ravages our community.  But we don't seem to react when the temperatures accelerate around the world, and the sea levels rise, and species die off, and agriculture becomes more difficult.  That we ignore.  Because that requires forward-thinking, that requires change, uncomfortable and awkward change.

It's true.  Some of us gave food and clothing to the poor.  But we did nothing to change an economic system that increased our wealth gap and allowed the few to enrich themselves at the expense of the many.  We did nothing to challenge the system that created the poverty in the first place.  Instead, many of us blamed the poor for being poor.

It's true.  Some of us generously gave to those whose family's had to set out Go Fund Me accounts and fundraisers and canisters in convenience stores to provide families with a desperately sick family member some of the means to survive and pay a few of their medical bills.  But we did nothing to provide healthcare as a basic human right, leaving it to a system where private insurers made money by collecting excessive premiums and then denying care wherever they could get away with it, where drug companies without conscience charged exorbitant prices for life-saving drugs at rates far above that of other countries, where hospitals and medical providers accept indigent people in emergency care and then make up the costs by charging everyone else more.

It's true.  Some of us have friends in minority communities and family members whom we love in the LGBTQ community.  But that did not translate enough to stop us from "fear of the other." As long as they didn't come for us, everything was cool.  Too many of us felt our problems stemmed from others receiving too much government help, somehow getting a leg up on the more deserving group that they were from.  Somehow, those who cared for their own community were fearful of other communities, other people.  For some, the preservation of a nostalgic and imaginary white culture became more important than love, tolerance, diversity, and understanding.

They took refugees coming across the border, and instead of due process, they separated families, caged people, kept them in inhumane and insufferable conditions, wasting time arguing about whether they were concentrations camps when every day they became more and more like them.

And we did nothing to stop it.

Our racist President told Congresspeople of color that should go home to where they came from, called them traitors and unamerican, all because they dare to oppose him.  He calls their districts rat-infested hellholes.  His rhetoric is dangerous and incendiary.  It leads to more and more violence, fueled by the availability of weaponry able to kill many in mere seconds.

And we did nothing to stop it.

They snatch people from their workplace while their children are in school, forcing families apart, punishing people doing jobs that Americans reject, and doing them for substandard wages, and being exploited by their employers, and their employers, the real criminals, skate free.

And we did nothing to stop it.

We have the most impeachment worthy President in American History, and yet the Democratic leadership slow walks it, and polling does not indicate that the American people are fired up enough to care.

And we did nothing to support it (at least not enough of us).

We are almost at the point of no return.  We may have already passed it on global warming.  Our democracy hangs by a thread.  Our identity as a good and decent people is shrinking to nil.  Open fascism stares us in the face, and we just blink and turn away.

We did not stop it.

I pray these are not the words we have to say to our children and grandchildren.

But we may already be too late.



















Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Emptying the Nest


A week from tomorrow, we send our boy off to college.

Far off he goes, to Georgia Collge & State University in Milledgeville.

Well, far is relative, I guess.  It's about three hours away.  Close enough where he can come home once in a while, or we could go up there.  But it's not close enough where we could do it all the time.  There will be several weeks at a time where we don't see him.

That's not a bad thing.  He needs to build his own life.  He needs to join groups, establish new friends, explore what he wants to do with his life.  And I feel that he couldn't do that at a commuter college where he spends more weekends with us than he does at school.

He has friends here, but no girlfriend.  The hardest attachment to be away from will probably be with his MeeMaw.  He took her out to Dairy Queen once a week, and he saw her other times as well, especially at church.

Benjamin has been a cradle Episcopalian.  He was even at Cursillo (a religious retreat experienced by many from church) while in his mother's womb.  In addition to all the activities at Grace, he for several years attended family night events on Wednesdays at Blackshear Presbyterian.  Although many of his fellow classmates were not aware of it, as he did not parrot Christian Right fundamentalist beliefs, he was about the most churched kid at his school.  We hope he continues his faith life at Georgia College.  He will be in walking distance of an Episcopal Church, and there is an Episcopal Youth group, The Canterbury Club, on campus.


Alison and I will soon be faced with the dreaded Empty Nest Syndrome.  We will go on, but a good chunk of our hearts and souls will be in Milledgeville.  I've already tried out for community theatre again. Benjamin is helping set up a microphone and recording capability on my desktop so I can start my journey as a recording artist.  Alison has been involved in helping her mother through some health problems.  She also has a number of hobbies that will fire up - she likes to stay busy creating and planning things.  And there will be more things that Alison and I do together.  Probably one of the big things will be planning trips to Milledgeville!

Our boy is growing up.  Change isn't always easy, but with our love for each other, and with the love and faith from our God and church, we will see things through.  It's a new stage of the journey, both exciting and scary, but we have, with the help of his church and extended family, raised a fine young man.

We love our BenJerMan!










Saturday, August 3, 2019

Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow: Saturday Political Soap Box 217



Notes from the recent Democratic Debates:

Everyone agrees that the primary mission should be to defeat racist Donald Trump.

Well, no duh.

It should be the primary mission every election for the candidate of one party to defeat the candidate from the other party.

We should keep in mind that the Republican nominees might not be Trump/Pence.  I know y'all ill think this is going out on a limb, but I'll bet there is at least a fifty/fifty chance that Nikki Haley will be on the ticket, either as the Presidential candidate or the Veep nominee.  That means the first female President or Vice President could easily be a Republican.  Another reason that I think the Democrats should nominate a woman, preferably to both offices.

I agree with the surmise that the Democrats wasted too much fire focusing on the wrong target.  They're not going to get ahead by poking at the flaws of the Obama administration.  Was Obama a perfect President?  No.  No one has been or could be.  But he was by far the best President of my lifetime.  The focus on the debate should always be on racist Donald Trump, and what the Republican approach has devolved to be.

That does not mean every Obama policy has to be worshipped and enshrined.  But it does not either need to be vilified and condemned.

Politics is not static.  Politics evolves.  If Obama were allowed to run again (he'd win in a cakewalk), he would adjust his policies and approaches to fit the times.

Speaking of evolution though, not all candidates are on the same wavelength. Some represent the politics of the past more than others.  Some represent the politics of today.  And some have fast-forwarded to the politics of tomorrow.

The Politics of Yesterday

There is no better representative of this than Joe Biden.  Any politician who has an extended record like Biden is going to have baggage that doesn't age well from one era to the next.  That's not always a problem, as some politicians evolve with the times, and can nimbly shift positions to fit the times.  Biden's record at this is...not so good.  He's evolved some, but he also wants to cling to and justify his old positions as well.  He also finances his election in an old-fashioned way, a way that is too reliant on large donations from special interests, corporations, and wealthy donors.  Some of his positions aren't horrible, but they are quite timid for the modern era.  He will not get us to where we need to be on healthcare or climate policy.  If he's President, other Democrats and citizen groups will have to push him there.

Other Democratic candidates whose Yesterday elements predominate:  Michael Bennet, Steven Bullock, John Hickenlooper, Amy Klobuchar, and Tim Ryan.  John Delaney represents an alternate reality Democrat, one in a world where 80s style Republicans have all magically turned into Democrats.

The Politics of Today

Who better to represent the politics of today than Elizabeth Warren?  Her policies are fresh and innovative, her rhetoric unapologetic and decisive, her funding methods perfect.  Everything about her shows she is geared towards now.

Bernie Sanders, unlike Biden, has had the policies of today for his entire career.  The only policy that I know that he has had to evolve on is gun control (representing a rural gun state, Vermont).  He hasn't had to change with the times - he now is the time.  I still suspect that he is like Moses, someone who has led us to the promised land, but one who won't be the leader when we get there.

Others in this category are more of a mixed bag, but I believe they are more today than yesterday, include Kamala Harris, Cory Booker, Beto O'Rouke, Julio Castro, Tulsi Gabbard, Kirsten Gillibrand,  and Jay Inslee.

The Politics of Tomorrow

Edging ever so slightly into the future is Pete Buttigieg.  It's not just his age (37), it's his fresh approach to policymaking. He hasn't discussed them too much in the crummy debate format we have, but he has some real forward-thinking ideas, including transformations of the Electoral College and the Supreme Court, that would revolutionize and revitalize democracy.   His rhetoric concerning progressive Christians is promising and makes my Christian Progressive heart go pitter-patter.  We're not quite to where he's at yet, but we're close.  Oh, so close.  He should be an increasingly more critically significant voice in the Democratic Party for decades to come.

Marianne Williamson represents some kind of spiritual fluff that I guess is forward-thinking?  I'm not really sure.  I'm not an abstract thinker, meditation and spirit-speak are over my head.  Some things she says I am impressed with.  Most of the stuff, I'm honestly not sure what she's talking about.

The real harbinger of tomorrow is Andrew Yang.  As Bernie Sanders was far ahead of his time in the 80s and 90s, so is Andrew Yang to our time.  I have no doubt that the things he is talking about, like the Universal Basic Income, will come about in future decades.  Automation will transform society and will alter what do or do not consider work.  But we're not there yet, not with unemployment at only 3.7%.

I'm sorry if I left anybody out.  I think I hit all of the prominent players.

Expect the field to shrink in the next three months, maybe cut in half.  There should be, however, a representative of each type of politics.  I feel like the best of each group will go on:  Yesterday - Joe Biden; Today - Elizabeth Warren; Tomorrow - Pete Buttigieg.

Whoever emerges,  I hope we remember the following:

Obama was a great President.

All the major Democratic candidates are light years better than any candidate the Republicans would present.

If we're not bold, Nikki Haley will become the first female President or Vice-President.

We need to impeach racist President Trump.  We need to defeat racist Donald if he's the 2020 candidate.

If we don't, we can kiss healthcare goodbye.  We can kiss the environment goodbye.  We can kiss voting rights and civil rights goodbye.  We can kiss democracy goodbye.

Vote as if your family's future is at stake.

It is.























Friday, August 2, 2019

It's Raining! It's Pouring! The Old Man is Worried!


I have seen a mighty river.

No, that's just the road next to my house.  For clarification, the picture above is not my side road.  It's a representative of the flood conditions that are becoming more common in our country, and across the world.

Part of this is due to population increasing near flood zones.  Part of this is MORE areas can be considered flood zones, as climate change increases and global weather patterns change.

Even though sometimes there is an inch or two of sheen across a road near us, we are not in immediate threat of flooding.  We have a lake/pond about two blocks away that could rise a bit but has a pretty effective drainage system (making it someone else's problem).

So, since the risk is minimal to me, why should I care about others?  Not my problem.

Yeah.  Is that how you like to live your life?  Only care about a crisis unless immediately hits you and your loved ones?  No, I don't think most of us are built that way.

It is a shame that climate change/global warming has been caught up as a partisan issue.  It is not.  It is the gravest crisis civilization faces. 

Earlier, maybe a decade and a half ago, we did seem to be moving towards a consensus.  In 2006, there was even a series of public service announcements that included a Republican and a Democrat appearing together to endorse doing something about climate change.  One of the PSAs had Newt Gingrich and Nancy Pelosi appearing together.

Then right-wing extremists decided to make it a wedge issue, cozying up to the fossil fuel industry, and deploying an army of Christian Reich pastors, that as the evidence of climate change increased, the path toward joint efforts decreased.

In 2019 the window to stop this nightmare is almost closed.  We can no longer avoid the transformation that is going to occur, we can only mitigate it.  And we only have about a decade left to even do that.

We currently have an administration that is not trying to stop global warming.  They are doing nothing to slow it.  They are indeed, intentionally or not, doing everything they can to speed it up.  Our racist President is one of those ignorant people who think the fact that it snows in winter means that climate change is not real.

No, what tells us it is real is the increasing global temperature average across the planet.  June 2019 was the hottest June on record.  What tells us it is real are the already rising sea levels.  What tells us it is real is the mass extinction of many species.  What tells us it is real is the dramatic increase in extreme weather events.  What tells us it is real is the destabilization of agriculture in many places.  What tells us it is real is the fact that the one area of government that, even under right-wing pressure, is the military, making plans based on the acceleration of global warming. What tells us it is real is an overwhelming scientific consensus that it is real.

I could go on and on, but if you're determined to ostrich the issue, head buried in the sand, you either stopped reading, or you are assiduously ignoring it.  Change is too hard.  Change is just an excuse for liberals to push us around.

Yeah.  Keep telling yourself that as floods creep towards your road, or as the sea level rise consumes your beach house, or as animals disappear from the face of the Earth, as food prices rise, as climate refugees have to relocate by the millions because parts of the planet have become uninhabitable, as other more forward-thinking nations become the new energy leaders and America slides to second or even third-world status.

On the other side, though, you'll have gotten to snot off some of those fancy damn liberals.

Hope that helps keep you cool.