Thursday, July 28, 2011

"Calling Out" Specific Women To Get Game

Christine O'Donnell and Sharon Angel got the "John McCain" tongue-lashing from the Senate "Well" and it's game on as I see it.  Barbara Boxer, who was lucky to hold her seat, as was Harry Reed, and there's no telling what that pair had to do to defeat their challengers, has nothing but contempt for the Tea Party and on this matter, she and McCain agree. 

Do they passionately believe their complaints?  Absolutely.  And, as Olivia DuKakis said in Moonstruck, "That's too bad."  Sure, the Senate will drag the Tea Party through the mud with their "Hobbitt" references and salt in the wounds of defeated Tea Party candidates, but it would be wise for them to be recalling that Ted Kennedy's seat went to a Tea Party Triumph in Scott Brown who votes Democrat but caucuses Republican.  Brown has six years to please the voters.  Congressmen and Women have two. 

It has become a fight between the Senate Leadership and the Tea Party, and I'm predicting the Tea Triumph will ought.  Those up with Obama for re-election in 2012 are facing the door.  The hooligans of Boston Harbor have a party in progress and anybody who's anybody is Angling for an invite.  It's their funeral.  The voters of Delaware elected Joe Biden often enough without questioning his qualifications, that he passed himself off as a Foreign Policy expert with the chops to induce Obama to select him as Vice President.  Knowing what we know about Obama's insecurities and ego, it says much about the Delaware Voter and the jobs that drive their ballot preferences.  Bank of America rules, I guess.  The very entity that makes these people rabid, the irresponsible management of treasure, is what the Tea Party is surgically removing from the table.  No longer is the "kick the can down the road" option available to the budget busters seeking ONE MORE FIX to get to the next re-election.  I have to hand it to the girls:  they really pissed the guys off.

and, I gotta ask:  Who the hell writes Chuck Schummer's statements for the Democratic Caucus's press conferences?  Clearly the Senator doesn't feel, understand or recognize what he's reading.  He never reads them with the calibre of sentiment they were written to convey.  Which tells me that he's a lot like Dave Mariotti, former County Chair of the Butler Democrats... and I felt the same disgust with Mariotti's insipid reading of candidates' comments in their behalf at dinners as I feel when Schummer positively butchers the well-written but mark-missing pieces he's handed as a read on the daily senate wrap.  Are they taking care of the People's Business?  Certainly not.  The statements are written cover.  All well and good.  But in providing Schummer with the platform and the "script," the Caucus is getting as poor a performance from its spokesperson as the constituents he represents.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

TEA Party v. Harry Reed

A "reading" from the Minchiate Tarot, relationship spread, Knight of Swords, Significator:
TEA - A tornado: A fearless and skillful warrior, unfettered by emotion or material concerns. One able to boldly take on challenges that others consider terrifying or insurmountable. A person who inspires fear and awe through the purity of their purpose and the intensity of their intellect. Speaking frankly, in an outspoken manner, and with great influence. May portend the swift initiation or conclusion of a conflict, through the decisive invocation of force. Reed - Weakness in character leading to tyranny and abuse of worldly power. Loss of confidence and ambition, coupled with the cold execution of the unthinkable. The inability to carry out plans or command respect. Being unreasonable and prone to fits of rage. A deceiver or demagogue. Pelosi - Crushing defeat brought about by idle intellectualism divorced from reality. Sadness and desolation in the aftermath of a catastrophic and total collapse. A decisive conclusion brought about through the swift and merciless application of overwhelming force. Religious Right - Using your beliefs as an excuse for your ignorance or persecution of others. Committing dishonorable acts in the name of duty, loyalty, or faith. Vainly seeking the false romance of martyrdom. Abdicating your responsibilities in the material world to a higher power. Obama - Closing your heart to the simple pleasures of life. Escaping realities by living in the past. Refusal to grow up and embrace the joys of adulthood. Contempt for acts of gentle kindness. May indicate immaturity or sexual insecurities. May indicate the departure of an old friend.
The White House has tried desperately to play the "grownup" throughout the ideological battles of the past several years. But trying to be the grownup and actually being the grownup are two different things. By its diffidence on ideological issues and its failure to negotiate effectively, the White House has failed to generate the support for the positions that brought many to the president's side originally. If the administration is outfoxed in the negotiating room over and over and over again, it won't matter how correct its economic policies are; it will eventually lose the American public. ...Eliot Spitzer / Slate
Hillary - Personal glory and public accolade. Being treated as a celebrity by those you meet. The opening of doors and a flood of opportunities. An abundance of power and influence. Bill "Big Dawg" Lightning: A great and daring leader who inspires others to rise to challenges alongside him. An artist who can take hold of an idea and make it a reality through bold action. One who is forceful, charismatic, and honest, leading by example, but unafraid to invest authority in others. A dashing and magnetic personality, carrying authority naturally, and striking at the world with swiftness and grace. Virtue: Personal fortitude and strength of character. Accumulated power set in motion towards a distant goal. The initiation of an enduring partnership based on absolute trust. Honor maintained in a time of desperate struggle. Taking full responsibility for a decision, and bearing the solitude of leadership. A tornado of TEA has spun upside the mindlessly bold and ruthless GAMERS to introduce the timeless, universal and indisputable momentum of wind beneath the wings of the angelic.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Wrap'd In Flags & Gospel - Seperating The Waters From The Land

My Freedom to practice my religion as I "see" fit is a notion bequeathed to me by those who founded this Nation. I trace my heritage - in part - to the American Founding Documents which were derived from human energies mixed with what they described during the process, as awareness of a Divine Entity in Whom they trusted and shared Soverignty. EYES reveal to us That which IS. We discern with focus and application of our concentration. In Genesis, during the Creation, God separated light from dark, salt from fresh water, water from land. If Light is knowledge with understanding, and separation is discernment, then the ability to seperate the Truth from the Spin, is the responsible processing of data gleaned from reality. Over the past four years, I have observed a dogmatic stubbornness in my colleagues and associates to such an extreme that conversations and inter-acting with them were unproductive, and so insipid were their statements that my exchanges with them had to be curtailed. Those presently masquerading as my County Committee are, in fact, such entities, wrapping themselves in the mantle of the Obama D.N.C. performing as little more than Trolls exploiting the misinformation being disseminated by the media. It was neither easy nor pleasant to "separate myself from the masses," forsaking, as I found, friendships and kinships, such as sustain my human existence. At this time, I am unable to even enjoy a relationship with my Mother, who is driven insane with religiosity to such an extreme that her inappropriate presumption of Judgement of me occludes her ability to discern my existence as her child. During times in my life when pain so imposed itself on me, I have sought solace and reassurance in prayer and as the result, have come to understand how bullies resort to preaching, censure and appropriation of Divine Infallibility to force their superiority on me. I balance the reaction to hate my family members for such abuse of trust, but in the moments during my life when I was strongest and most secure in what I was bringing to the conversation, they were most overbearing in their attempts to threaten me with the wrath of the "Almighty," as though the invocation of the Divine Over-Seer were something that should impell me to subordinate my insight and acquired understanding to their dogmatized pronunciation. The Free Will of a human being is both a responsibility and a distinction which elevates our species a degree over those animals and lesser creatures over which the Creator infused us with dominion.

Quartzsite, Arizona Police State Imposing - WTF?

A public meeting, chaired by the Mayor, was disrupted by the Police Chief and several officers who stripped the microphone from a citizen speaking of the corruption of the department and ordered 9 officers who opposed the action to remain in their homes on administrative leave.  The City Council has a Racket running and were complicit against the Mayor, who was conducting the meeting, and had zero understanding of the Constitution's protection. 

Not so much ignorance as arrogance "runs these streets" and the awareness of the upright citizens of New York and New Jersey should be held as affirmation that Mobsters will be shown the end of the road.  To those of us who understand Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Lawful Assembly, Citizen Review and the !!! involvement by the taxpayers in the monitoring and review of their city council actions.

Friday, July 22, 2011

"Left At The Altar" ... Can't Get My Phone Calls Returned...

She DUMPED you, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!

The One has had his tantrum, his bully pulpit and his media parasites to challenge the "No Drama" meme, but truth be told, HE'S NOT GETTING HIS WAY, DAMNIT! 

And his 50th birthday is less than two weeks away...OFF With Their Heads!

Does he think the Republican House Majority just got into politics?  If it hadn't been for there only being 1/3 of the Senate up for re-election in 2010, he'd be trying to sled uphill in July without a skid-greaser.

Too bad he won all his elections by eliminating his competition, Tanya Harding style, instead of getting his pretty head involved in an actual contest.  We saw how he withered in the face of a Clinton surge and he never, EVER demonstrated either closing skill or ability to think his way through a crisis.  His academic background severely limits his hand-to-hand prospects as the Boehner team smells blood in the water and circles for the collapse of the Obama House of Cards.  Killer instinct oozes from the pores of Eric Cantor and Paul Ryan has his ducks lined up with lethal precision. 

Obsama has his needs. 

Just like a guy cornered into marriage, the "groom" isn't "left at the altar,"  merely kept waiting by his all-too-canny Bride, steady, restrained, and gentle.  Spitting nickles and threatening to bolt, he contemplates the humiliation of being put in his rightful place by a - gasp! old white guy.  In the end, the gentlemen of the Republican majority mastered procedure and managed to discover the tricks of playing the Washington press corps before Mr. Inspiration ever got to town.  Somebody remind him he's only got to get through the "ceremony" and he'll be whisked off on yet another VACATION (called a honeymoon, hon,) with a satin pillowcase full of cash.  Can somebody take him to a strip club and load him with tequila?

Geez!!!  Didn't Gramma "Toot" ever take his credit card away?  Isn't there a Chicago School of Economics?  Maybe if he'd ever WORKED his Senate Committee assignments, he'd have some favors to call in.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

SPACED OUT

Up early with the Fox Friends to see Atlantis touch down for the last time, I was reminded that July 21, 2011 bookmarked the night, July 20, 1969 when we watched Armstrong take "One Giant Leap For Mankind."  Pregnant with my son, now 42 years old, I watched on black and white t.v. with little doubt that the world awaiting him was a new one.  Ten years later, I found that I relied on my daughter to reset the digital clock on the VCR or advance my wrist watch for daylight savings time.  In my early 30's, I was made to feel pretty antiquated and unprepared for the "New World" of technology into which they were born.  Kids who "touched down" since we landed on the moon were of another species, no longer limited by a world....they were citizens of the Universe and objective observers of those who continue to fight over the past while a Future beckons. 

No grandparent who is asked to watch a wide-eyed child play a video game can ignore the stream of consciousness that has captured our now-elementary school-ers and doubt for a second that the poser who pulled the plug on our Space Program is anything but a bookmark himself, a black face on the "Presidents" ruler to represent the end of the era in this Country that witnessed segregation and racial discrimination.  To the children of the NASA transition team, nothing adults consider limitations rates so much as consideration.

Games that permit the kids to "computer model" communities, teach them ways to build and manage wealth.  Games that challenge their imagination to find alternatives for opening doors, climbing levels and scaling walls remind adults that what began as ping-pong, shoot-em-ups and PAC-man gorging has evolved into incredible options for exploration and consideration.  Few kids have time for deeply-seated hate notions.  They regard girls as true challengers to their own mental agility development and with a nod to the tradition of learning to do better, the Class of 2018, Children of the New Millennium, will have their Eyes On The Prize and step blithely to a Universe in which the Euro, the IED, the Teleprompter Of The United States are "retro" symbols of a mis-guided, frenzied cacophony of the last ones to occupy the seats of "power" before "power" became a tool of the system, not a coveted jewel of the ambitious.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The Google Babies - Who needs Grown-Ups?

My brother's grandson, 7 years on this Earth, may ask "How do I spell ...?"  but beyond that, "grown-ups" in his life have "measured" Trustworthiness, and the real way of getting answers to a child's questions is the search engine.'

We took the laptop on vacation with the idea of viewing videos during the drive, and between the hand-held game and the scene selections to watch Jim Carey antics for the thousandth time, I observed the manipulation of the screen with a delicate but authoritative "touchpad" technique.

Nick knows quick, certain paths to revealation as he skillfully navigated through screens that represented "worlds" in his game and movie.  But the moment he asked an assist on spelling as he loaded up Google, my take-away evolved.

Aside from his go-to technique of locating a kid's game channel, the child could "snip" the adult assist for the "close enough" spelling of words like "cloud" and other things that trigger imagination, and with a tip and a touch, the array of answers to his questions manifest with links to lead him as deeply as he wishes into the results of his inquiry.

No longer to be gently prepared, shielded or fairy-told the Adult-wants-to-shield-you-from-harsh-reality version of the facts, the youngest children can, if the computer is at hand, elect to bypass, or at least incorporate a secondary source, for answers to their "Where did that come from?" questions.

Limited only by their reading skills, kids can discern when well-intentioned PaPa didn't 'quite' deliver on that last question and take it to the Oracle for verification. 

Where to begin? 

A computer class I had at Continuing Education Community College spent a session relating the phenomenon of "PACKED ARRAYS" and although it was in the 90's that I first looked at it, the recollection of the teacher's sketch suddenly "flashed back" to me as I allowed my "long drive relaxation mode" to consider how a life can be randomized by the links the search results present.

Choice, more than ever, now presents a considerable Vista of options defined as:  "One-Step-Leads-To-Another." and the littlest citizens can be our cushion of resistance between a generation raised on Television and the Up-And-Comers with the sattelite and cable Windows into realm to be chosen, mastered and levelled up.

All THUMBS?  The texters, twitterers and helicopter kids are connected above and beyond what we once thought possible.  But as we saw with the election of Barak Obama, the superficial savvy babies in technology and communication, remain, just the same, unskilled in the physical realm where stuff takes time, teaches patience and extracts a price for revealation.  If one can do it in the electronosphere - rest assured - it can be done with reality-based hard copy.  And when the imagination returns to "Earth," the desire for an environment that supports and protects evolution, stability and a secure place to store your "stuff" inevitably demands the solutions never addressed by the untested academicians they put in this White House.

Just as there are places to stash, there are places to hide worlds never intended for the mainstream.  The gritty, sinister basements of humanity lurk - also - in the Googlies.  How will kids know when they uncover one, as they navigate the SearchResults?

Friday, July 15, 2011

Getting Above It; Gaining Perspective

The Push has come to Shove in the alley where Barak Obama very much lives.  This ignoramus, described by Bernie Goldberg on last night's O'Reilley as as the "Mayor of Chicago" not the president, as behaving as though 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue were City Hall has none of the credentials to be where he is, and neither do his staffers.  In the Big Leagues, suggests the author of  "A Slobbering Love Affair," knowing, responsible professionals have acquired expertise in their development, qualifying them for service at the White House.  We who aspire to legitimacy as leaders have come to understand that there are far better ways to achieve our objectives than threats, confrontations, ostracism of our opponents and unrelenting pressure.

It brings to mind a turning point moment I experienced when observing a colleague in a confrontation with his dog.  Phoebe, the white Shepherd, with all her dignity, her love for her master and her awareness of HER ground, was holding in the face of a bully.  The tension between them was visible, but more obvious was the stupefying stubbornness of Mike Hayden, obsessed with getting his way and oblivious to the opportunity his selfishness squandered.  I watched as Phoebe conducted herself as a gentlewoman in the face of a human male demonstrating incapacity.  A professed "dog lover," Hayden was blind to his inability to "play" off Phoebe's strength and courage.  His driven determination to impose his will on his equally determined "best Friend" left the pair locked in hopeless stalemate that rapidly progressed to destructive mishap.  At stake for Phoebe was her status as "the dog."  For Mike, supposedly the human to whom God had given dominion over the animal, it was neither the thought process nor even the process.  I understood in that moment, that the Might Makes Right authoritarian was ignorant of methods gentle people employ everywhere, every day to accomplish Win/Win.  He routinely degenerated into violent behavior as the result, disqualifying him from a place in my heart.  He could be trusted, I recognized, to shove me when he had the opportunity to and would expect, moreover go to great lengths to insure, that I would give him yet another chance to cheat me.

Covey's question: "Why would you go for a deal where they win and you lose?" is the essence of P.U.M.A. and the Just Say, "No Deal!" coalition.  Mutually respectful negotiating, mutually beneficial exchanges and demonstrations of good will and easy confidence towards each other is the functional demeanor most Americans, most viable working professionals, have learned is the way to progress.

The Mobster-Big Dawg Wanna Be, deploys brain-locked, trolling, vile trench men confidant of one, basic thing:  when Push Comes To Shove, We Observe No Bounds.  The "We Shove" Administration employs a combination of insider code and chicken blood Voodoo to represent themselves as innocent while they "Play" the observers, via the complicit mainstream, equally abusive media...  It's calculated, but no less the suicide choice of bullies who don't know a better way, and who have no working understanding of the better world in which those of us who are scandalized by such obstinacy, choose to live. 

We all become increasingly more socialized as we enter new circles, and we find the Angels, the Exchange Tables that invest us with the Best Practices insight acquired via the day-after-day of getting the critical JOB done and the product out the door and into the systems of those with whom we exchange goods and services.

Organized Crime is not Good Business, It is not even the purview of legitimacy in Administration.  In fact, it should be the responsibility of the Administration to recognize and transcend the Mob Mentality.  Yet, in order to maintain their half-legitimate, half-larcenous occupancy of the Oval Office, the line must be kept close enough to straddle when the services of the Fourth Estate is required to hood their lying eyes. The Mob has fostered its equal opposition, and that is where Obama finds himself.

In retrospect, we see that the citizens characterized as crazy mobs such as the Tea Parties and Town Hall participants, were, in fact the true Higher Powers in this conflict.  The presentation by the President of Mobster tactics, such as his "brush off" of Hillary Clinton before a backdrop of supporters and back-up of staging artists, and the unconscionable threats to a demonstrably fearless Eric Cantor clearly flag the realism that Obama has entered uncharted territory and hasn't the tools to navigate effectively.  He fed off Hillary Clinton throughout the 2008 Primaries as the Voting Public responded, intent on keeping the See/Saw equally balanced while the quest for the nomination "played" out.  The distinction I make between Obama and the Republicans is this:  They've been there, done that and WON while Obama & Company have pushed and shoved themselves into this confrontation for Change with no earthly idea of exactly what it was they were "taking over."

In the Democratic Party, we have some truly gentle Women, Ladies who have lived the Talk and Walk of the Angels at the Exchange.  Colleagues who have comforted and supported one another through all the encounters with corporate politics that have pushed them back, down and under.  Our contribution has been dismissed by a racist combine of Oprah, Donna, Whoopie and the Black Caucus.  To suggest that these people were anything but cheaters, thugs and muggers is to ignore their own racist abuse of trust.  I remained in the Democratic Party after the gender equity provisions were enacted.  Women moved beyond the traditional roles of secretaries and auxiliaries into areas where their services were in demand.  Men who elected to become Weather Men rather than employ the scientifically evolved, proven methods of the Androgene, revealed to us an entire universe of System Gamers playing under the radar to displace and disgrace competitive females with - not legitimate underground resistance, but with overtly criminal underworld intrigue.

Trojan Horse got nuthin' on those who occupy positions of movement, exchange and cross/over between legitimate and criminal.  A line that the legitimate know and observe can be readily blurred by the testosterone-driven pressure imposed when less-than-competitive men are unable to embrace a challenge with which they are confronted.  Faith is a Factor.  Sure, guys, hope for the best, but when Push Comes To Shove, the Bill Ayers types blew up their girlfriends playing at bomb-building and blew up the Democratic Convention of 1968 http://www.google.com/search?q=democratic+convention+of+1968&hl=en&rlz=1T4TSND_en___US410&prmd=ivns&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&sa=X&ei=BDggTo3OGPGy0AG9h6DdAw&ved=0CC0QsAQ&biw=1366&bih=553  playing at social change while Martin Luther King was leading a Non-Violent Revolution among the legitimate.  The Faces and the Fortunes that profited from the shoving left all of us devastated as they skated into cult status, freedom from American Justice and a squalid, sperm-spewing persuit of attention-craving sluts denied their own eye to eye exchange with their Fathers.  Dreams is Obama's Odyssey through history, but one he neither shares with Americans nor would choose for himself.  And yet we allowed this sordid gang of savages to wreak havoc with our contained chaos.  What these "actors" have proven repeatedly, is that there are survivors among us who continue to glean intelligence from each encounter with them.

Like the Weather, these confronting forces must be managed by ranging, exchanging Angels  of the Better Way.  While they prod, press and test each other, intent upon uncovering weakness, we step to the Better Place, the Alternative Universe where Win/Win Calls the Tune, and there we enjoy our lives, ignoring, but not ignorant of, these less distinguished "Accidents In Progress."

In his book, Goldberg discusses the "Blinded By Love" infidelity of the main stream media.  He ridicules and rightly questions the integrity of any press pass bearer so uninitiated to the profession as to be chemically affected by animal magnetism without a reasoned, seasoned objective view of their own LACK of objectivity.  It is clear to a reasoning woman that the "Inspiring" speeches delivered by the marauding campaign of destruction was a "natural occurrence" of a declining civilization that had managed to replace all its top-performing leaders with half/legitimate, half/underworld secret-keepers poised to deliver the "shove" at the opportune moment.  Oprah did it.  James Clyburne did it.  Bob Casey did it.  Even Tina Brown did it.  So Women, in the tradition of Princess Diana, learn by being disappointed, to find their friends.

I dedicate my June-to-September development to working with this gentle, mutually respectful energy.  The Blessed Mother reaches through the affront on my dignity as a woman and a professional bound by my ethics and produced by my own willingness to try, err and correct course.  In moments of doubt, I am learning to control my emotions and accept that the Study Group, the Team, the larger community of which I am a part, has a great, workable plan that already performs predictably on numerous platforms.  A quiet touch calls my attention from the chest-thumping, saber-rattling barbarians posing as leaders to the delightful antics of yellow finches calling to me along with the cardinals and chickadees.  They carry a message, a song, a tune, to which all the universe might dance if that is the choice.

When you lose your arms for reaching, Victory, sprout wings,
Anonymous


I know the decision to dump this crowd had been made and it is resolved to replace them immediately.  The confusion arises from the parallel run of both systems in transitional exchange.  There will be "push" to be sure, but there is nothing against which to "push back."  The "Push Preparing To Shove" is battling an illusion devised of a screen of pressure-induced blindness.  In the amputee wards of Walter Reed Hospital, the take-away moves and the scan-ahead techniques are honed in retrospect.  For those of us who have "lost" our legs, we foster no frustration with what could have been.  We have no argument with the Judge.  We see only the security of our comrades, our sisters and brothers in the march to contained crazy, the mutually accepting, forgiving, "there but for the grace of God" understanding of how we arrived at this moment in which we respectfully get as good as we give.  My conscience is clear.  I have given my best.  I have fallen, to be certain, but have never despaired as the hand of my Mother has been there when I have reached.  I hear her Voice of Reason, her vibe that fosters a change in the molecular movement in my bones to tune out the din of the advancing Putch, and just leave those marbles of mine which they covet, to them.   My Mother calls me - not to a "game" -  but to a zone, where I have been before.   In the zone, I am managed, steered and supported to perform at my best.  My obstacles are converted into partners, my would-be assassins recognize in our EYE TO EYE that their survival is tied to mine.  In the zone, the words that communicate have neither context nor intonation.  The BEST come together, not by choice nor partisan, power consideration, but by VIBE.  A tuning fork responds, the tone is re-enforced, and the pettiness, error-proneness, even the self-interest is displaced by the order of it.  We SEE.  And as we do, the quandary of whom to choose or which way to go is resolved.  We shake off the illusion of mystery and act in compliance with all we have always understood to be timeless, universal and consistent. 

We grieve with the parents of Leiby Kletzky and recognize the vibe of his murderer, to whom the innocent child was exposed.   We could not help but connect his fate to that of the Amish girls in their Lancaster County School room, methodically killed by a half/believing, half/deceiving manipulator of trust.  In the Garden, we marvel that certain weeds take on the appearance of the legitimate plants beside which they spring.  How is it that weeds whose growing "habit" mimics those of a lily, or a holly-hock, or a foxglove can just materialize in the ground we give to those plants we have chosen, purchased and "husbanded?"  As good gardeners, we know them to be weeds, unproductive and likely to inhibit and ultimately strangle our chosen specimens by consuming communal resources disproportionately.  So we pull weeds.  We stay on it and survey our garden day by day, both to enjoy the fruits of our labors, and to remove threats to the stability and integrity of that which we are growing.  When we must move a good but intrusive variety, we do so with the understanding of its nature, it's INVASIVE nature whereby it virtually takes over any fertile space and eliminates or overgrows everything good that was there.  Enough is Enough, Had Enough, ... Enough Already, are all phrases that rival, "Time to eat your peas."  and yet I know many, many peas-rejecting kids who were denied quality play time by intransigent parents who gave them no alternative but to remain at the table after the family had left, to stare at affronting texture and taste until the revulsion towards the vegetable was indistinguishable from the unreasoned demand of an inflexible parent.  I like fresh or fresh-frozen baby peas.  I don't blame anyone who has been forced to down mushy, pasty, past-their-prime green beads of insult to the taste buds, for now equating Obama's Goon Squad-endorsed negotiating style with a vivid negative childhood memory.  He's locked into yet another demographic, finally able to line up the elements in order, according to their weight, and recognize the Weed in the Rose Garden.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Politics 101 And Too Late To Fix The Fence

I sent a note to the Boockvar Campaign in response to the pathetic plea for gas money to continue to be "On The Job."  In essence, my seat on the State Democratic Committee in Pennsylvania is one to which I was elected by the Democrats of Butler County.  Not the PROGRESSIVES of Butler County; the DEMOCRATS.  The Progressives, I learned after five futile years of having the rug yanked out from under me by hacks who shrug off their own cruelty toward their colleagues as "politics" yet show up at meetings to express their rage, clenched fists, tears and all, when nobody whom they've screwed, stiffed, back-stabbed or flat out bashed shows up to support their latest cause.  The two signed affidavits on file with the Butler County District Attorney's Office, the Court Room Conviction and the admission on the Front Page of the Butler Eagle notwithstanding, these political mis-leaders purport themselves to be scandalized by the demonstration of integrity from their colleagues who have abandoned them.   "THIS IS POLITICS!!!" they want us to believe.  We are the PROGRESSIVES FOR CHANGE!!!"  Unless you buy in, we can't take down the establishment and fulfill all our organic, hippie prophesy!  We MUST get our way, no matter whom we destroy or undermine in persuit of that agenda.  And to those whose loyalty we question, whose contributions we minimize, whose competence we subordinate to hackery, we say:  {shrug} "Politics." 

They pretend they don't rely heavily on the "Progressive" contentious die-hards of Mercer, Beaver and Lawrence County to swell their numbers...(they all go to each other's spaghetti dinners and rely on the $100 ad buys from the Labor Unions to publish their ads.)  What they AREN'T getting is the Voter.  The ones Donna Brazile didn't need have found themselves another gig.

That Train metaphor for the Country the polled observe to be "on the wrong track," left the station WITHOUT US!  Hey, political "realists" of the Obatty Cult:  here's the alternative to your patented "Push Back:"  We who are denied our earned status as Leaders by the upstart Aggressives can't follow your lead so our THIRD alternative IS THE PICK: We have no choice but to Get Out Of The Way.

Y'all go 'head, charge it up.  We'll sit out yer 2nd Term run up the hill...you didn't need us to get "selected;" you certainly don't want us complicating your "Re-Selection."  Bush IV; League of Their Own. 

No, We Don't Need The Ladies Crying 'Cause The Story's Sad." 
Bad as the O Way Be, It's Better Than The Way We Had.

What's left of the Princess Fantasy went into the Black Heart's Protection Program with Casey Anthony and her "La Bella Vita" tattoo.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Designated Hitting

“Tweet Hall” artificially foists pretense of the “We’re so slick” crowd onto the National Scene while the birds of Britain discover equally slick publicity perps have been hacking into voice message accounts to snoop scoop gossip for the tabs.  NewsCorp Owner, Rupert Murdoch, “learns” what veterans of computer tech interaction have always known;  Technoids are creeps…self-centered, arrogant, untouched by Human Ethics.  Frankly, they are conditioned by electronics to expect their theories to apply to People…Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! …You go, gangJ
PEOPLE, such as yourselves, aren’t computers.  Computers stand ready to attend to the programmer’s command.  Programmers operate by deceiving the computer.  Operators control accesses but maximize performance with carefully-scheduled uploads tested to the teeth prior to actually being folded into the system.  Kids:  here’s yer problem, and the reason the “Savvy” ain’t road-worthy. 
U-G-L-Y! You ain’t got no alibi…You’re UGLY! 
You’re impossible children.  You’re impossibly self-indulgent. ..and, you’re only here as an experiment to demonstrate how much time you’re capable of wasting while the dues-paid Interactives are EXPECTED to be impressed – not by your skill, insight, relevance or ability to hold your little Processing Unit accountable, but by your novelty.  Stay with it, Edisons, you have some lab work to do. 
Big Dawg “strokes” the keeds with reassuring points that suggest he’s at least working outside the box with a goal in mind.  He’s considering the possible downside of his recommendations while putting together a sell-able step in an alternate direction.  Clinton, the Lab/Cheetah mix is both the beeg dawg and the Cat.  Within his Operating System perform mutually respectful strengths, viability with structure.  Controlled Access, in Clinton’s SYSTEM, has nothing to do with ideology.  In Balanced Big League Class, the Could-a-been a Commissioner knows “Play Ball!”  He even let Chelsea name the White House Cat, Sox!  Let not it be lost on Chicagoans that it was the AL White Sox who arrived at the World Series, but not, NEVER in the past centuries, the Cubs.  In the American League, the DESIGNATED HITTER steps to the plate bringing proven batting skills where the Pitcher likely has few.
Gingrich and  Limbaugh bore heavily into any ground the Cliinton White House might have won.  By their unrelenting critical pressure, the Republican leadership honed a highly skilled, Rise-To-The-Challenge-of-Powers-in-Trammell Chief Executive.   In his experience as an Executive, Bill Clinton acquired the expertise to navigate the many interests entitled to respect and consideration in his government.  Thus, in his words to the White House Press Corp as he served as DH for the Christmas Partying Obama, he admitted that he enjoyed governing. 
 Again, when the Country's needs are at stake, and not the political priorities of an up-for-referendum sitting Chief Executive, the working / performing intellectual, Bill Clinton is very much in the fray, thinking through the realities and taking on the labor-intensive issue with confidance and concern.  It is not for his political skin, into which he has inserted a sub-species based on color rather than character, but for the Economy, Stupid!  "This is not about whether you're a fiscal conservative or not, this is about what works. [Republicans'] theory won't work,"
The Country's needs are at stake.  The most important message to the Kids was:  "Pay Your Bills!"  The next message, to Obama and the Democrats AND the Republicans should be:  "Don't Make Committments You Can't Fulfill!"  And, finally, he directs the Keeds to pay careful attention to the tricks being played with Polling Place ID legislation.  OK, Bill.  Keep the Kids twisted into activists, but remember, these easily inflluenced young voters shoved your qualified wife aside and inserted a creep notable for his skin color in place of a productive provider of service to her Country.  Your follow-through is of critical importance, Bill.  I expect to see you on this JOB until a resolution is achieved, and I HOPE to get two HOPERS, one FROM Hope and One who Called Himself HOPE restore Faith in earnest.  Because, with Faith, the perception of the Economy is what will drive the Economy out of the ditch.  Oh, and just for the record: Get a fucking Tow truck...Driving is over-rated,  You learn, techies, that an updated system often disables the drivers of everything that produces.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The Disney Effect - A Jury Goes Fairy Tale

The Verdict left an impassioned audience both shocked and wondering if they heard the same evidence that the Jury worked with to acquit Casey Anthony of murder or even aggravated child abuse in Orlando yesterday. 

Myself, having served for three weeks on a sequestered jury in Bedford County, Pennsylvania (scene of "It's A Wonderful Life,")  I viewed the Court Coverage aware that the Jury heard, saw and experienced none of what we observed as consumers of news and opinion.  They were not repeatedly reminded by the talking heads like Nancy Grace and Female Attorneys on Foxy News, that Casey Anthony embarked on a celebration of single young womanhood in the days following the "disappearance" of her child.  The pathos of a young woman, oppressed by a severe Italian Father and protected by a wise but responsible Mother impelled the panel of her peers to find her "Not Guilty" of anything more than cause by which the Prosecution made them hear closing arguments on July 4th instead of celebrating Independence with their families.

http://anakerie.blogspot.com/2008/08/george-anthony-speaks-and-lies.html  This interview from 2008 reveals the hostility of the Public toward this entire family even in the early days of the search for what folks already suspected was a dead child. 

Two Worlds collided in this case and the Verdict ROCKED the decency in humanity who demanded that the Jury do the right thing and hold this young woman responsible for SOMETHING!!!

It's DisneyWorld, a SMALL world, after all.  A world where stupid romantics WANT to believe in the child in each of us and are entirely too child-like and trusting to comprehend the existence of psychopathic entities living among them.  Christ, these starry-eyed "citizens" have devised a KINGDOM of Fantasy and Foolishness inhabited by CHILDREN at heart who want bedtime stories where we all live happily ever after and most of whom believed the progressive crap enough to elect Alan (Die Quickly!) Grayson to represent them in Congress!  It was not until the sane business interests of Orlando and FL-8 got organized and motivated by the spectre of a common enemy, the loony, commie far left, that the Country's leading Vacation Destination got it's wedgie out of its rear and became stable enough again to conduct themselves as people instead of cartoons.

I can only marvel that the Public is outraged at the verdict, having demanded this murderous mum be brought to Justice.  Her Dad, however, Retired Police Homicide Investigator, proved to be the sticking point that made the one commenting juror - an alternate who did not deliberate with the twelve who delivered the acquittal - determine that Papa Geo was aware but not revealing what he most certainly should have sensed, by virtue of his professional seasoning. 

Like her Parents, the Orlando Jury weighed the OOPtions and walked back their sense of civic duty to the higher call of a distraught grandparent recognizing that, if HIS child were to be treated the same as HE treated the crime-committing children of his case work, he would lose both his grand daughter and his daughter.  Too Much Grief.  Suicide Notes that communicate much more to a sequestered jury than to even the camera, acquitted Casey Anthony.  Her "la Bella Vita" tattoo says what the shocked public cannot.  It was the dying sentence of Vito Corleone, Puzo's Godfather, whose legacy was a psychopathic son, Michael, who conducted MOB Business while disposing - one by one - of his biological Family.  In his tomato garden, amid the staked vines and vegetables, the head of the Syndicate Crime Family peered into the setting sun and whispered, "Life is Beautiful." with his last breath.  Reverence for Life balanced contempt for Greed-driven criminals, and in the Peoples' Justice, exonerated those who "eliminate" unworthies who disrupt and disturb the Peace.

Now the true work is underway.  The Anthonys appear to have been targets of a Mob Agenda and their beloved grandchild was found by a METER READER in a trash bag, surrounded with the evidence of a kidnapping, not a mother's act of cruelty.  Somehow, the glamorized Mob Image Casey foolishly acquired, interfered utterly with her Life and that of her own Family.  Many are called, but few are chosen.  I suspect that Caylee was chosen to communicate a message of such cryptic malevolence that Brother, Lee sobbed uncontrollably as he attempted to present his Small World, After All persona while his UNDERWORLD self was working out the mystery of whatever it was he did, or his dad did to bring about this stunning communique. 

The Casey Anthony Trial was a riveting media extravaganza because Americans are Sleuths, Solvers of Mysteries, Scales of Justice.  The American Way is Truth, Justice.  The Media, Internet, Blogosphere and YouTube are outlets for impassioned, if not trained, FRESH EYES on otherwise dry material...yet in a thirst for Justice and a Hunger for the Truth Will Ought in the end, Americans will solve this crime. 

I will save for another posting, the response to Bill O'Reilley's Florida Connection, Bernie Goldberg, who is so focused on the race issue that he has missed the victimization of yet another beautiful white child who was snatched from her otherwise not perfect family for perverse purposes.  Had the Factor regular looked at a more balanced evaluation, he might have noticed that white females are being treated as mere catalysts for everybody else's justification for all that's wrong with society.  We'll get there.  For now, however, we must consider that the same MOB Muscle that put the veneered foot of one of its own into the glass slipper of Cinderella, used the symbol of American Princess-hood as a backdrop for a meaner than dirt message to little girls. 

Monday, July 4, 2011

Halperin: On the Obvious

It's "inappropriate" comments like yours that will cost you the access you and your "Game Change" Partner parleys into books.  Sorry.  No seat on the ReElect campaign plane for you!  Which leads me to deduce:  It's News People who have this country so out of balance.

Instead of being driven by the highest Journalistic principles, they're ratings-oriented.  Like comedians whose drill is to make a buck off whomever is 'funny,' the NewsMen are the Women Haters of the same world that gave us Oprah, Katie, Maria Shriver and Sarah Palin. 

At least we're not  having to endure the Alpha Male whooping you get from the primitives issuing their beat down intent on subordinating the challenger.  So they get Blegojovich and the EYES are set upon the ever-expanding Republican Majority.

Hey, White House!! This is Civilization:)  What GAME you THINK you're playing with your glaring and race-baiting has been surrounded by the Indians who elevate Racial Interactions to a true progression.  The "Savages" can address the entire power struggle with one phrase:  "He was a Dick yesterday."

As Halperin and  Heilemann sanitized the image of their Alpha Posturing Chessman, they readily sacrificed their Queen to do what men do:  stiff the Women with an arrogant choice that demonstrates why THEY aren't entrusted with the survival instinct gene.  Ah, Well!  While the Joyride plays on and the NBC parasites take their 'marching orders' from the JOB Imman, the genuinely competitive black folks are already onjto their legitimate opportunity- which they SHARE with all comers capable of really getting it onj.

In the world of the Renaissance, working in relative obscurity, the HIDE of the Clintons and the balance of the World, nee the Universe which HAS skin in the game are discreetly carrying the diplomatic exchange free of the feathered cowards holed up in the nest.  Expertise and Relationships trump goon politics any day, Obats.  The EYE to EYE exchanged for these two and a half years by the known and intimately appreciated HRC left the perks-copping hounds to their dalliances.  Veneer, Tina Brown prompts me...his black skin is MEER VENEER.  The "bro" thing, the lah-dee-dah millionaire basketball and football playing, jewelry wearing princes of the celebrity kingdom somehow trust that the presidency is something they can cop to prove their "IT" ness.

Having sold his book, and now the rights to the movie, Halperin, once the Time, Inc. leadership trustee, has become too big for HIS breeches and - well -  like Sarah Palin, must channel his Journalist Roots with succinctly colloquial nails in the coffin of the posturing Perp presenting himself as leadership material of the calibre intended to supplant the Clintons.

Those of us who understand goal achievement can recognize where the Obama Presidency is going.  The Pelosi-Dean coalition did the Lucy 'Psyche!' grab of the football to the Hillary Camp's Charlie Brown-like trusting Team Player traditional procession.  The "DICK" Bots did what Mobsters Do: They pulled off a coupe as though the government of the United States of America is somehow vulnerable to the guile of street thugs.  The obsession to have the NERO Speech surrounded by Romanesque elegance on the 45th anniversary of "I Had A Dream" eclipsed the very real need the world has to observe for themselves, the procession of what the Powers-That-Be among the Peoples of the World know to be American Order.  The very people who look to the States as the "Shining" City on the Hill know the Rules, too.  They know they'll NEVER put their money, their trust, their faith and effort into a contest which can be JOBBED by a crew like Halperin, Couric, Immell and others of the Media Kingdom oblivious to their obligations to just report.

As the Veneer on the Occupant of the Oval Office is polished and buffed, the Flea Markets are alive with the People's Values where the traffic in Skin Games is pretty brusque.  Trash Working Class Whites if you must, you hyper Power-Consuming Progressives.  Careful you don't stick your finger in the socket while you've got both your thumbs and your head-up-to-your-eyes-and-ears in your Veneered's ass.  Like the joke about the Dentist preparing to pull the tooth of a needle-rejecting, gas-refusing patient in pain, "here's a Viagara to provide you with something to hold onto while we "treat" you.  !people and twiterers ride the wave of getting away with adolescence while they trick the parents with electronic mystique.  Day comes when the Parent's CHECK BOOKS, not unlike Grandma (Toot) Madelyn's Check Book, is the one refuge for the damage-iinducing, adolescent "didn't know any better" learning experience.  We watch the Wave crashing against the shore of our consciousness, and await the orderly procession of succeeding waves, likewise, crashing in order, in rhythm, in synchrony with all we know of Nature and Progress.

Celebration of the Veneered One's Inauguration heated in earnest with the trading for the newly vacated Senate Seats.  Both the One in New York and the One in Illinois were now on the market and the Primitives had a deal to cut.  Carolyne Kennedy in New York was Payday for Ted's endorsement.  Jarrett in Chicago was the kicker for the Mob's "delivery" at the Rules & Bylaws Committee political maneuvers.  Oh, that prattle about the NEW Politician who would be transparent and who would openly conduct the business of the people for the purpose of demonstrating legitimacy, of course, couldn't happen in this Mobster scenario.   Instead, the raid on the Governor of Illinois's early morning bedroom - conducted by the incompetent Patrick Fitzgerald - was about to prove beyond a shadow of a doubt - that the Veneered Camp had cut corners so inartfully as to leave a trail of vengeful bodies all the way to jail.  Can you truly doubt that the still cocooned "Precious" doesn't caress his ring and tell himself he's special throughout the day? 

Shuffle, Shift, Shivers, Shimmy.  I have the same problem with David Patraeus, a MILITARY General ascending to the C.I.A. Director SHIP as I had with George Herbert Walker Bush, a CIA Director becoming a heartbeat away from the Presidency.  You just don't mix a lawless, make up the rules as you get away with the ones you just broke Outfit like the CIA with something LEGITIMATE meaning rules-observing, abiding, respecting branches of Government.  Ditz-Drones like McCaskill, Reed and Schumer cast ill-informed, mis-guided votes of Go-Along to Get-Along partisanship to suck up to the President they put on us with all the stink it carries. 

Fair Trade, however, dictates that the Patraeus maneuver preserves the necessary balance wrought when Clinton Chief of Staff became Secretary of Defense.  Once a post held by the Bush / Cheyney trustee, the Department of Defense now ascends to the proper Eye Level in an otherwise Clinton People Administration.  William Daley, Clinton's Secretary of Commerce, no doubt conducted the orderly transition with the utmost diplomatic skill and sensitivity.

It's OVER, folks.  FINALLY!!! It's the ECONOMY, Stupid!  The World looks to the United States to conduct the Economy and distribute PRODUCT not NEWS!!!  Halperin.  Brown.  We enjoy reading your thoughts, as though we practice OCCLUMENCY in defense of our own privacy while Legilmens like yourselves exploit our trust with droppings you've convinced us we seek. 

The Coup Redistributed.  The Voodoo met the Magic.  The Kids of the Kids Gotchu!  That GAME you played with forces beyond your control is being won in the Psyches of the Innocent, of the Fair Players, of the Best of Americans.  Let your Phone Gnomes Mob-Rob the Retail Outlets and Flash Mob the Squares of Dictator-Driven Countries where Economies defy attempts to subordinate the Human Instinct to thrive.  Humiliate the Women who address the issues with PRIMITIVE gestures intended to subordinate their instincts in a final grasp for the POWER.  And, along with the undeveloped mobs of the Sharia-Ordered louts who contribute to your billion dollar re-election campaign at $5.00 levels, the recovering junkies - and even the died-in-the-wool junkies who buy this Presidency are hapless, willing fools.  Frat Boy speech writers let you pander to the foolish, preen for the femmes and strut your stuff on the campaign trail, but in the trenches, the War on Women is over.  The assault on the Free Choice of Women to lead in their own Governance and make their life-leading decisions themselves has been met, equalized and re-distributed on the Level.  We SEE US.