Candidate #5 Off His Horse

It appears that Jesse Jackson, Jr. is the victim of the push-back he personally set in motion four years ago.  I recall that this fraud was the arm-twister behind so many Clinton Super-Delegates flipping for her opponent.  I'm still not over the rumping of my Party's convention in 2008 and with Jackson so full of himself as to drive the delegates into the blind canyon of June when our votes were dismissed without further consideration.

I'd like to see JJJ continue to suffer the throes of conscience, the insecurity, the anguish, the humiliation that this prick and his hood fostered in my life.  Suffer, Asshole!

GodParticalistan

 http://youtu.be/Cl1uHSgxrgQ 

Because I taped "Cavuto" last evening at the same time I was "d-v-ring" the Pirates v. the Astros, my tv was on Fox Business this morning when checked in with my first cup of coffee.  He had interviewed Ralph Nader (should spell it Nadir, because he really fostered the low point of our history by 3rd Partying ?W? into office.)  Cavuto was graciously entertaining the book recently offered to explain that the Feds are ill-equipped to police the current corporate crime wave. 

He suggests getting "steamed" to overcome corporatism.  Cavuto, as a good friend, slaps the cuffs on his frequent guest with a caveat to avoid the broad brush smear approach to calling Corporaters Criminals.  Always a Gentleman, Cavuto. 

As the result, instead of Fox & Friends, I morn'd with Imus, another gentleman wannabe, who asked Brian Wilson to stop hating on his daughter, Carnie, but only AFTER airing a few laughs for the guy's cheaply-shotting the obesity issue that has plagued Ms. Wilson.

So he was being a guy.   Dagen McDowell hangs in there with those guys, and probably because she makes them, they treat her with deference.  Her fellow correspondants carry the day with notes about the Regie Remarks to the effect that legitimate HOFers will boycott if A-Rod, Bonds, Maguire, and such "tainted" MLBoys of Summer are elected.

Recalling the "Unsafe At Any Speed" manifesto pantsing the US Auto Design Community, A "Spyder" Corvair owner and driver wasn't looking for safety, Ralph.  Any more than I was, on my skates for 10 hours a day.  There's a mindset that accepts "risk" as a factor to diminish in the pursuit of excellence.  A "safe" path that is applauded by your mother isn't a path they'll advocate or enjoy... it carries, (wait for it .....) RISK!   There's risk in change, I guess, which should make me love the progressives, but after countless bruises acquired in skate falls, and loss of my favorite tights and crete burns, I came to balance risk against probabilities. 

I learned to incorporate likely successes into my risk taking.  When I had so mastered a maneuver that I could make it my "GOTO" for eluding danger, it became clear to me that risk needn't be massive.  A minimal risk, taken regularly, had the same cumulative effect of advancing my skill level as a leap of faith taken rashly.

Ralph is a Leaper.  He ain't finance.  He ain't design.  He ain't administering the resources of 300 million people paying taxes in the country.  He ain't PR.  He is a scavenger who lives off the decomposition of once living organisms he destroyed with such broad-brush paint jobs as he's peddling in "Steamed." 

Greenies like steamed foods, and should love this latest Nader pea.  I don't need to be listening to live TV to "get" in touch with the likes of Charles Payne, http://hotair.com/archives/2011/10/18/charles-paynes-charged-argument-with-an-ows-protester-i-took-my-opportunity/ who articulates, beautifully, on a regular basis, my sentiments regarding the Whiner In Chief.  The Prompting from the airwave says it like we mean it:  ATTRACT business and create jobs.  What the Obats attract are cop-out, craven quitters.  What manner of "business" wishes to locate itself in a steaming exchange of excuses for failure? 

Legitimate analysis - as experience has taught me - is performed in the wake of extreme loss.  Do we set idle without resources or self-respect, self-medicating and languishing?  Or do we find another way to process our excellence? 

From Payne's interviews, I glean a "too legit to quit" American, self-made and successful in the face of the "Brother's" bogus explanation of the Obama World.  I just heard him ranting that Obama's Class Warfare game pisses him off, "There are Rich people who aren't responsible and they don't care for others" meme.  

The Italian Spider Visit

The Progressives are now understood to be low hanging fruit, soon to be lumped together with the launchers of the movement to make the word "Illegals" illegal. They are actually calling it the "I" Word to link it to the "N" Word as an unacceptable, racist slur. A young woman, who represented herself as a refugee from a banana republic tribal conflict

“You haven’t even thought this out, Miss Novoa,” O’Reilly said coldly. “You have not even thought this out. And with all due respect, because I appreciate you coming in here, you come in here with a very hot campaign, alright? Run by a far-Left website, demonizing people like me who are accurately telling the people what’s happening. And you don’t even know what you want. You don’t even know what you want.”

The appeal to suffering people has always worked on Americans who are known = worldwide - as a soft touch. Maybe "Drop The I Word" campaign should note, first and foremost, that her cited source, Fox News Latino, is a SPIN-OFF of Fox News! Now, having been "created" by a Fatherly Fox and an American Media Marketing Mother, Fox Latino makes its first move to take-over the parent news organization, the one who earned the ratings and fostered the journey back from the Cleaners to - in fact - serve as the 4th Estate. I think that the Progressives have made a bad marriage in hopping into bed with Obama without being properly introduced and insisting on a history of Family exchange, such as a dowry or a political appointment. Face it. Obama has no American Leverage

He was reared in a country that eats dog, rules militarily and requires Muslim inculcation of all citizens! He has no history of Red, White and Blue patriotic development and his associates are deliberately anti-american. How can these misfits expect to ever truly be inducted into the American Way? They come from other countries to sleaze into a country that endeavors to support individual independence. They are generations behind those brought here to work mines, mills, railroads and farms. They wish to deal drugs, invade schools and abuse hospital services.

Upon his return to the United States, Obama lived in Hawaii, the 50th State, a former Monarchy, disconnected from the Main Land by two time zones and marooned from us in too many ways to enumerate. There, at the age of about 14, the young Obama began smoking dope. It was at that time that he ceased to develop that area of his ethical intelligence, and the progressives are forever wed to a thus-addled, immature, slick, cynical manipulator who went onto Columbia (Harlem) and Harvard (Boston Commons) to master schmoozing, manipulation and Affirmative Pandering. On a legacy as porous as that of George W Bush. NOT on Merit, Gary. I know you despised the Yale grad and your own "Peers"
who - frankly - would sneer
to be so smeared
by a classmate
attempting to equate himself in any way
to those born to privilege.

Monica Novoa attempted to shame Bill O'Reilley into submission and
to reinforce her derision of users of the "I Word"
as Racist. Obama's Black Bandwagon has hitched a cattle car to its engine which is steamed by malicious exploitation of suffering human beings.

I remember Bobby Kennedy going into ghettos and actually sitting among the poorest black children and holding them on his lap, comforting them. Encouraging and smiling with them. Princess Diana, likewise, went into hospitals and touched victims of Aids, went to Africa and sat with and held victims of land mines, toxic water and poverty. Obama EXCLUSIVELY associates with the most obnoxious of the rich, cruel, selfish and full-of-shit academics. He married his boss, and his only job before entering politics was spending the money given by the Annenburg Challenge to fundamentally change the Chicago School System. What were the results?

Here in Pittsburgh, The Gates Foundation gave millions to the City Schools to reinforce the Pittsburgh Promise, a program started by the young mayor, Luke Ravenstahl, to reward families who chose to live inside the city limits and send their kids to the city schools with the tuition to attend college. To administer this Fund, Melinda and Bill Gates did not hire a pompous race-hustler; they placed the funds under the joint management of themselves and the Teachers Union, which, in the City, under the Presidency of John Tarka, had not struck the city schools for a raise or a contract in more than ten years. Proven initiatives supported. Not a gesture of grandiosity by people with money on their hands to interfere and impose on a system, but - rather - recognition of initiative and responsible management endowed with enough material support to reinforce the "divine" charge with which the Promise was conceived and the commitment with which it was launched.

When the Fox Latinos sent Monica Navoa to "school" O'Reilley, they obviously didn't do their homework nor familiarize themselves with the qualities that have made the O'Reilley Factor the #1 Cable News Opinion program in the United States for more than a decade. I recommend they give "Bold, Fresh Piece of Humanity" a listen and grasp the respect O'Reilley shows for his Catholic / Parochial School education and the nuns who molded him into a great teacher-turned-commentator. I have yet to hear Obama allude to his grade school teachers and any influential educators prior to his pan-handled admission to Harvard on the legacy of his rabid father's exchange school affirmative opportunity.

Most of them are not radicals, but they do have the skills that come from political organizing in Central America."
California State University, Northridge, Gregory Velazco y Trianosky, associate dean for humanities and the Central American student association's advisor.

Ms Navoa doesn't understand that, as an El Salvador emigrant, regardless of circumstances, she and her family fled oppression and threats to their way of life. Because her father was a leftist educator, he was targeted by dictators. Likewise, today, because Bill O'Reilley is an influential counter-balance to the Leftist demands, she considers herself superior to him ethically.

I, too, came out of the dirt with "radical" notions fostered by my exposure to academia, but like O'Reilley, I recall the influence of Sister Generossa, Sister Claudia, Sister Aquina and lay teacher, Joe Francis. I grew up with daily mass, fundraising to enhance the quality of my school experience and no access to transportation to and from school except as my mill-working, carpenter father provided us each day. My mother kvetched endlessly about the trouble my ideas would bring me. But called from the darkness, I stepped - foolishly, my Angels would say - into the world of White, Anglo Saxon Protestants who were those among whom Obama gained his Ivy League Credentials. Likewise, Ms Navoa enjoyed the will of the people of California to nurture and reward her and her family for choosing, like Mary Magdalen, the Better Way.

Dr. Betty Siegel, first Woman President of Kennesaw State University, in an address to the Atlanta chapter of the National Association of Professional Saleswomen, taught me the single most critical cross-over lesson of my life: She came from a Jewish New York family to the South where she melded the best of the Culture of her Religious Background and Kin with the fierce determination to spread the wealth of cultural strength to the poorest young people of Georgia. The Legacy of Jimmy Carter's Presidency nourished and supported the rise of the Owls under this pioneer, but her own closing line, hand outstretched as she delivered, "Whattya Say?" made even the most reluctant, traditionalists trust her and buy into HER version of spreading the wealth. Not via taxation and celebrity, but via respectful, PLEASANT exchange

Above all, she was respectfully entertaining, not a smart ass critic of her opponents. Betty SOLD her stuff, she didn't strut it. She was accomplished and solid, but, above all, she was aware of her Odyssey and alluded to it always as she recounted the set-backs that made her such a great saleswoman and closer. Would that the modern activists get themselves a telemarketing job or two to learn these skills lacking in the low-hanging-fruits' approach.

"You've never lived until you've almost died; as for our freedom, for those of us who have fought for it, life has a flavour the protected will never know." - Anonymous

 

Convention Calamaty Jones

In the run-up to the 2008 North Carolina Primary, I frequented the sites of the State's Daily Newspapers to gain insight into how the Democrats would view the Obama/Clinton race. The article that stands out isn't the one about the poll that quoted North Carolinians as saying they'd vote for Change, Obama, etc...Given NC's proximity to Virginia and South Carolina, this seemed consistent with the area.
It was the one about Dems taking the cardboard cut-out of Hillary to the sidewalks and people were buying "photo ops" with it.

Obama was having his crooked ass pampered up one side and down the other, being lauded for his vaunted judgement and superior management, strategic planning and ground 'game' as affirmation that he was, despite what everybody with a brain could see, qualified to be President.

Once. He was good enough once. To read "Game Change" and "Audacity to Win," one would think the entire Obama Team was something other than a cash flush, rolling beer fest promising to "Party the Party" to any half-wit that glanced their way. Their self-evaluation consisted of a string of superlatives and bragadoccio about their man. The one thing Hillary Clinton shared was the audacity to expect to be taken seriously. The message: Any Male, even an unqualified one, is more fit to serve than even the most accomplished Woman. He never won a contested election in his career, served less than 2 years in the Senate yet his colleagues were tripping over themselves to advance his career without mentoring him in the courtesies of political battle.

The DNC celebrated their Rules & By Laws coup by moving the headquarters to Chicago reflecting Obama's ownership of the Party. They had great difficulty funding their Roman Orgy in Denver and appealed to the kegger kids they had scammed to kick over $5 bucks a head to get into the convention as a maneuver to elbow out Clinton supporters.

They're losing North Carolina and cancelled the kick-off scheduled to roar out of Concord in a NASCAR event and have been snubbed, first by the West Virginia trio that includes the Governor and Senator, a Pennsylvania Congressman and yesterday, Claire McCaskill confirmed she'll be taking a Pass-a-dina on Labor Day in Charlotte. No sympatico with Claire at all. She's toast. Expect Bill Clinton to deliver a severe blow to her campaign around the 23rd of October. As we close in on the actual convention, keep an ear to the ground for rumblings as to whether Bubba even attends. Bet there'll be intense "negotiations" about whether to even have him speak. I'm betting not.

Dos Equis Beer Ad Notches "the (arrogant) One"

Greta closed tonight's "On the Record" with a parody ad that takes off on the Dos Equis Beer ad about the most interesting man in the world.  The Conservative group, Right Change, has posted this spot and Greta hosts it on her wire tonight with the invitation to us to post our impression.

I was most impressed by the comment of Neil Turner, who posted

It's nice to see some real truth in advertising for a change.

Now if they would only address the fact that the preponderance of evidence shows that he was NOT born in Hawaii, that he is NOT a natural born U.S. Citizen, that he is NOT a Christian (truth be known, he is a Muslim - since there is no fatwa of death on his head for apostasy), that he did NOT register for the draft in 1980 (which he would have been required to do so IF he was a U.S. Citizen rather than a foreign student), and that is is NOT, and never was, eligible for the Office of President and Commander in Chief.

Now let's stop looking like absolute fools by giving legitimacy to that which is so obviously illegitimate. Expose his ineligibility NOW, before it is too late to be able to ever make such a truthful and humorous ad again.

#LiftaFingerForObamainNovember

In response to the Whiner In Chief's prediction that the Republicans won't lift a finger to help pass his jobs bill, the Tweeters say:

FormerDeminTX‏@FormerDeminTX19h

My entire family will ‪#LiftafingerforObama‬ in November. It’s ‪#forthechildren‬ ‪#caring‬ pic.twitter.com/5JkVMCJv

I'm sorry.  I was reading Crawdad Hole's comment section about Toure Neblett on MSNBC carping that the Press "disrespected" the godfather President with interruption of his recent press conference. 

WMCB commented:  Obama whined today again that R’s won’t lift a finger to pass his jobs stimulus boondoggle. New hashtag game! Everyone lift a finger for Obama! and FormerDeminTX had this beauty up ...

Like I said:  I'm really sorry to be laughing at a child being used so improperly by an adult.  It's not funny, but I laught...sorry



Gadget Geek In Chief Confiscates Others'

A President who's addiction to his Blackberry forced the Secret Service to devise one capable of satisfying his own brat-bink fixation while remaining secure from hackers and spies, has his staff confiscate and separate his fellow suckers from their own cell phones if they are to be seated at "private fund-raisers at which he is to appear.

The bugaboo of the two-faced political hack - the revealing video - has so threatened the candidate running "unopposed" by his own party is the concern of all his campaign handlers.   Isolating and pampering the Little Prince has so led him to paranoia that while, on the one hand Obama is disguised as a sitting President campaigning on the taxpayers' largess, maximizing the advantage of the incumbency, on the other hand, the prospect of video of one of his arrogant say-whatever-will-seperate-them-from-their-money videos appearing on You Tube so threatens his icon status that the deep pockets at the event will be separated from their techno-toys as a condition of admission.

This "news" of the management of news is, of course, routine for this crowd, but to be outed this way on a level that is so central to his identity as a hipster clearly disrobes the "Judgment" candidate as somebody who thoroughly doubts himself.  Hidden in his eyes, the fear and the resentment of anybody attempting to be regular folks in his presence is driving the billion dollar campaign to curb the very unifying practice that made the arrugula-munchers his social kin in the first place.

It would appear that four years of lap-dog media treatment has solidified the staff's copping of the right to commandeer the evenings of those who pony up and attend such functions designed to fill the coffers for their continued self-indulgence. 

Bubba's Endorsements Sting Just Enough

The message everybody's getting here is this: 

I could have just demurred, but issued the endorsement because I had to. 

Never expect to apply the political (Axle) Rod and escape it on the upsurge.  What we contribute is our bank. 

The vaunted Judgment by which a brash 1st term Senator, who was in no position to caste such a vote, was indulged when he insulted former First Lady/Senior to him Senator Clinton set the tone for his entire presidency.  He appears, today, on Telemundo, a bedraggled, graying, uncertain phony about to be schooled in the Better Way.  Dick Cheyney calls him an unqualified disaster.  Funny: those were the exact words we used to describe George W. Bush.  Partisanship and health.

We discern that we have neither to gain by being respectful nor to lose by being absent.  The fresh ignorance of men of the power grab is fair game.  Let us, the Citizenry, have at 'em.  The professionals who have earned respect understand that ignorance and poor judgment are the ingredients that foster such disrespect from wanna-be's.  We observed the out-of-turn, turn, turn and heard the divinity explain that to this lesson had arrived l'etudier.  It's their party.  Let 'em defile the diadem in the misguided effort to feather their nests.  It's bickering at its classic truth.

The issue isn't abortion; it is availability of health care.  The decision to abort is driven by far less irresponsibility than was the behavior that impregnated.  The decision to defeat the incumbent is always the demonstration of better judgment.

From the SWIRL

“Some day we hope to liberate every man on earth from the tendency as old as human history to identify our strength and manhood with the ability to control the lives, limit the chances, and doom the dreams of women and girls”  Bill Clinton

I'm going through another transition; from not formally employed to "unemployed" as the result of a hacker in need of my administrative services taking the position of the Employer, yet performing none of the essential Employer duties. He lists and reports me as a "1099" as though I am self-employed, yet presumes to demand that I work hours he dictates, even though neither he nor his other "employees" has much interaction with me. I do books. Payroll. Enter Account data. Theoretically, I handle accounts payable and receivable, but in truth, I'm merely his stooge, telling callers that he plans to pay them in two days when, in fact, he may or may not do so. I have twice been served paperwork by the Sheriff in behalf of creditors demanding payment, and have been troubled for my assistance in account reconciliation for suppliers with whom he disputes statements. I'm scandalized by his contempt for those who do the work and am repeatedly shocked by the disregard he shows for their well-being, my own included. He tries to show himself to be a caring,professional person, but his decisions and policies are so toxic and insulting as to cause me to feel utterly scalded by them. I faced hostility each time I came into work, or when he would enter the office, as though no matter how much I did, it wasn't enough and he could drop hours of work on me with complete disregard for the work he was already demanding be done, under deadline, with his own input being at the very minimum. He never approached me professionally; always opening with an ultimatum based on me being there at 8:00 a.m. Often as not, the single computer on which the Quickbooks was loaded was in use by him until then, and his presence, as I said, was so hostile and insulting that I could barely endure being in the same room - frigid, dark and ugly as it was - with him. I "signed on" for 15 hours per week. He wanted those hours to be from 9:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m. m-w-f. If I came in at that hour or earlier, he would pound me with work that had to be done immediately, then never follow through or use the product. After ascertaining that I could use QuickBooks as needed, he suggested he'd like my service "full time" but never so much as suggested that we agree on a job description, terms or even that I become an "employee." I had no budget to run my office, and no authority to pay even the most routine bills. Each day, when I'd leave the office, I would feel completely spent; no energy to do even my marketing, make dinner or go to the gym. In the morning, fresh from having a night's rest, I would try to catch up with my housework, laundry and household paperwork, including efforts to keep up with my husband's medical assistance application, insurance, taxes and utilities. With neither health insurance nor "Unemployment or Workman's Comp" contributed to by him, I was "earning" a starting hourly wage that was never increased in acknowledgement of my performance level. When my blood pressure clocked in at 210/170 it was time to dislodge myself from his oppressive mistreatment. I took ten days off to visit my daughter and when I returned, he fired me. That is to say, he terminated his pretense of employment of me. The entire outrageous charade was a Walk-over of a person who served in good faith but was treated as unworthy of even the basic minimum from one posturing as an Employer who had zero standing as one. Neither a contract nor a handshake agreement: the "probation" period of my start terms were extended indefinitely while the demands and requirements for my services expanded exponentially. Ick. I'll never do that again. The Labor Department has a word for Unemployed and Under Employed. What do they call "Engaged in employment efforts at the hacker's whim but neither employed nor contracted? I guess I'd call it Faux Employment.

fashion statement burka

The War on Women is gaining legs as the nation's evangelical and Right to Life movement has its say.  To show their objection to the newly passed HB954, Women gathered outside the chamber to chant "Women Will Remember In November."  We'll see.

Nice touch, however, was the newly fashioned American style burka: the Caution Tape, resembling Police Crime Scene Tape, yellow and ugly, wound around their heads covering their mouths.  It projects a message Women would do well to promulgate:  that the Womens Health Care issue is not in the hands of people who care about YOU, girls.  The bill is referred to as the Fetal Feelings Bill, and removes all rights from a woman whose pregnancy has resulted in conditions she wishes to change.  I'm seeing something of the same "honor killer" in the men of the Right to Life / Pro Life organized to subdue, subordinate and otherwise subject females of their own species to the will and dominion of any male.  Intelligence, competence, status not-with-standing, any male willing to assert whim over wimminz is entitled to have his way as well as to have HER have his "output" without regard to the Life that living entity will experience out of the womb. 

What kind of warped people will make such a public spectacle and confrontation over something as personal as a pregnancy while the victims of domestic violence, no doubt the product of such ignorance, are left to endure untold misery and stress, pain and aversion in the households of males emboldened by such improperly placed pressure? 

The emotional nature of the debate spilled over into the lobby, as the head of Georgia Right to Life and a representative of a doctor’s organization almost came to blows outside the Senate.
GRTL president Dan Becker and John Walraven, executive director of the Perinatal Infertility Coalition of Georgia, had a heated verbal exchange that became physical Thursday. A state trooper standing nearby spoke to both men and to witnesses but no charges were filed.
"We commend the Legislature," Becker said later, despite not fully endorsing the compromise. "This is one of the toughest pro life laws in the nation. We will not comment on support, not support, endorse, not endorse. It will save roughly 1,500 lives a year."
But the emotion spilled over to the other side, too. Senate Democratic women for the second time this session walked out after HB 954 passed their chamber. Sporting yellow police tape, they marched into the hallways and, joined with other HB 954 opponents, shouted "we will remember!" loud enough to be heard through closed doors. "The GOP war on women is alive and well in Georgia," said Sen. Nan Orrock, D-Atlanta. Within the hour, the bill passed the House on a 106-59 vote. Democrats turned their backs on McKillip in protest.
Commonly referred to as a "fetal pain" bill, House Bill 954 would tighten medical exemptions for terminating pregnancies and require any abortion performed after 20 weeks of pregnancy be done in a way to bring the fetus out alive. No exemption is made for rape or incest. The measure says that a fetus can feel pain at 20 weeks, therefore the state has an interest in protecting it.
Supporters of the new Georgia bill said it would save lives and protect more fetuses.
Opponents said the bill would legislate decisions that should be made by doctors and would put doctors at risk who work with difficult pregnancies. Doctors who are involved in abortions after 20 weeks that do not meet the bill's restrictions could be charged with a felony and face up to 10 years in prison.

For me, the question is this: Where this much emotion accompanies debate, it is clear that neither side is in position to legislate anything. Until the matter may be discussed with a measure of composure, decisions made under such emotional influence can do more harm than good. This was not an appropriate field for this confrontation. Men can step up an protect unborn children from their own mothers, yet they cannot protect those very mothers from the Men who would bring unwanted children into the world. Wearing the Caution Tape Burka says it all.

To Mark Critz

Mark:  I now reside in Mike Kelly's district, but was represented by Altmire.  Following the corrupting of the Democratic Party, I could no longer stomach the NBC / Obama-worshipping media and became a PUMA ... my first exposure to Fox News was Neil Cavuto when he interviewed Diane Mantouvalos of HireHeels.com about the Just Say No Deal Coalition.  

Altmire goes on Fox because THAT'S WHERE THE VIEWERS ARE!!!  His remarks were heard as the sort of congressional self-respect we want from members of an equal branch of government.  It should not be characterized as "bashing" Democrats.  When I circulated his nominating petitions, I got a lot of crap from 'so called' democrats who peevishly refused to sign  and who advocated loudly for measures intended to force our Congressman in line with the Progressive Agenda.  Point is, Altmire got re-elected while Obama Care supporters did not.  Bashing Republicans doesn't win votes either.  

Seek the Third Alternative.  Give the People Respect: find out what they want and introduce legislation to give it to them.  Force them to swallow what the "Party wants them to have" and lose.  

The party has demonstrated contempt for hard-working legitimacy and has failed to understand the numbers who are hovering out of reach by virtue of the view that the Democrats are somehow building a sympathy vote against contrived claims of abuse.  People want STRENGTH in their leadership.  They are getting, instead, a spin by perceived cheaters crying that their opponents cheat!  We must listen to Fox in self-defense.  It is a Citizen's duty to get BOTH sides, just as it is the duty of those who keep score to keep BOTH SIDES.  The hard-hardheadedness of the Democrats put the Republicans in position to gerrymander the districts.  The last two elections, wherein the Democrats were shown the door by the Voters, was the result of the DNC cheating to commandeer their convention.  Nothing Obama does is for the Country, nor even for fellow elected Democrats.  It's for himself and his own re-election prospects.  As he has done in the two previous seasons, he puts his democratic colleagues in an impossible position requiring them to oppose his ill-considered legislation or lose.  Democrats are in the minority because of their leadership and a mal-practicing 4th Estate.  Read the editorials around the state about the view of Amanda Holt's redistricting plan and get the sense that the editors would cheer on any effort to remove the partisanship from the process.  When I talk to Independents, Altmire gets high marks.  Unfortunately, the young people who still think politics is a game will feed your campaign this same manipulative propaganda, but to those of us who have withheld our support until we see what we're seeking, we are now "playing" Obama like he plays us.  Wait til they can't do anything about it and stiff them.  Do the very thing you just promised them you'd never do and laugh all the way to the bank.  He had to read every word of the speech in which he justified his actions "as a Christian," because he has zero familiarity with the life.  Those of us who do what we say we're going to do and can FACE our supporters aren't playing a game.  We are riding out the insanity that has gripped our party.  

They knew he was a psychopath and yet .....

The boys had begun talking about the night their father destroyed their family.  "Mommy was in the trunk...  And then Mommy got lost."  they recalled.  Nobody believed his story.  Yet they allowed those children to be in his presence.  

An innocent, gently well-intended social worker, just doing her job, was induced to deliver the victims to his trap, and she could only call 911 as the children eluded her, rushing out of the car and into the death-lock maneuver of their father.
How do we stand by, paralyzed by shock, and permit the courts - whom we understand to be out of control - to fuck this up?

Susan Cox Powell will emerge in her own good time.  Like Holly Notestine, her remains lie in the elements, and another innocent, unsuspecting person just going about their business, will be the eyes to whom she will reveal her fate.  As a society, we add the details and continue to work through the incidents to come, in time, to understand men who abuse.  The common "thread" awaits our discernment.

Super Bowl Center - Dawson Enters The Hall

Steeler Center, Dermonte Dawson, perennial Pro Bowler under Bill Cowher, was among those elected yesterday to the Pro Football Hall of Fame.  The NFL does this for their performers and the writers make every effort to indulge.  Although not eligible until five years following their retirement, the players all express humility when announced.  It's that "hovering" between making it and not expecting to that is a place prospective enshrinees must avoid.  For the Fans, it's a distraction permitting them to question how one or another great (Jerome Bettis) doesn't make it on the first year of eligibility, and the ballot-casters who are infused with the protective principles that make waiting for it a badge of integrity.

Playing for the drama, the Game and for the merit of the honor, these writers who have witnessed the greats, are not as inclined to bestow the nod on a player just because he was a Steeler.  Fans in Fall River get that, as do those around the world who grudgingly concede a Steeler score but resent that there are so many of them.  Spread the Wealth Liberalism has its roots in sentiments experienced when the Hall of Fame Committee makes its picks official.

Winners can't help keeping score.  Wanna-be Winners ditto.  

Martin with Teacher

Obama supporters, take the Steeler Nation, the Audacity to Fashion a Black & Gold Flag with 3 hyper-cycloids where 50 5-Points should go, 13 Black/Gold Stripes and a Terrible Towel to the tote-board.  Two former Steelers, two Pitt Players will be inducted in Canton on August 4.  One of them, Jack Butler, is 84 years old!  Following his playing days, Butler spent 44 years scouting for the Rooneys and heard his name called - finally - fifty years after having retired.  FIFTY!!! What an inspiration this is to those of us who are pluggers.  Curtis Martin, elected more promptly, credited his personal ethic in his acknowledgement; "Shows what can happen if you do the right thing."

Read more: Steelers' Dermontti Dawson, Jack Butler make Hall of Fame - Pittsburgh Tribune-Review http://www.pittsburghlive.com/x/pittsburghtrib/sports/steelers/s_780105.html#ixzz1lWKwYwiu

He doesn't say "What WILL happen, but what CAN happen."  Here-in lies the inspiration.  For the generation coming up, the generation that loaded uninformed votes into the bank that elected the 2nd incompetent in a row to the presidency, this is crazy.  To those of us who step into the shower shaking our heads at them, this is akin to those who questioned the Recording Academy for feting Steely Dan over Briteny Spears.  To us, it's the body of work for which we are recognized; like convicting OJ for armed robbery, like the Oscar to Kidman for "The Hours,"  Susan Lucci for the "Alright, Already!"

Steady, reliably good work is delivered by those who are in it primarily for the purpose of making their folks proud.  Folks who recognize and respect, affirm faith in goodness as its own reward.  It matters less that you carry off a trophy than that you carry off the quality performance, gave it your best, went "ALL IN" for the effort with no regard to the gravy train that has historically followed the winners.

I guess it will be a rematch between the Pats and the Giants today.  I'm again rooting for the Giants, because, deep down, I don't get the New England Blue State / Kennedy-Concessions.  I don't get how a soil that absorbed the blood of the Minute Men can diddle near the fulcrum instead of coming down definitively on one side or the other of the see-saw.  The New England Voter, from Maine to Rhode Island, talks self-determination but votes for slackers.  What's with that?

I wish the New England Voter would get the Butler attitude and just hang in, hang on, hold 'em responsible and discern the truth in their representatives' character.  Bernie Sanders?  Ted Kennedy?  Barney Frank?  Snow and Dukakis?  How is it Kentucky isn't in New England?  You folks don't stand for ANYTHING!  It's ok to look the other way when Belichick and Brady use every edge they can concoct.  It's ok to register Independent yet Vote Democrat 70% of the time.  It's OK, but it's chickenshit!

Martin, while a Pitt graduate and a Pittsburgh native who grew up under the hyper-cycloid stars, made his Mother proud.  Made his hometown friends proud and made his Schools proud.  One of his Schools is that one that stays on purpose.  To avoid trouble and to stay close to his Mom who stuck with him when his dad turned to drugs, Curtis did the right thing each time he was faced with a decision that offered him the choice between taking and giving.  From the School of Fidelity to Purpose, Martin takes his diploma to Canton where he'll remind us to take our satisfaction side by side with the Butler story.  Though it seems no recognition comes your way, turn your resentment at being snubbed into deeply abiding self respect for doing the right thing, for giving part of your best for others to enjoy and for going All In on those things that make your days right.  Jack Butler waited 50 years, but balances the satisfaction that comes with a job done well.  

Bully Pulp - Pretentious Preach

The pressure's on from the Obama camp; a guy who "cancelled" the 2011 National Day of Prayer but observed Ramedan is touting his "Christian" stripe with a slug at those of us who hear Gospel and take a moment to self-examine... the same day a brou-ha-ha erupts over his administration's influence on the distribution of funds for the care of breast cancer patients...

Ask what YOU can do for your Country and the Pretendident will smugly assert that ANYTHING you do for him is the right, moral and religiously relevent thing to do.  I've often compared Obats' insipid reasoning and inability to converse intelligently with the "unconvinced," to 70's Hare Crishnas who marauded airports in gangs, hitting up passers-by for cash elicited via a combination of suckiing you in with a floral offering and pinning you to the most narrow interpretation of your basic decency.

"For me as a Christian, ..." (and aside kudos to Orin Hatch for referring to the Occupant of the Oval Office while calling him out for his "walk on water" over-reach using our Christian and deeply held beliefs as a connection to our will to serve.) this wicked step-sister played the Jesus card to intimidate any who question his caste-in-stone-demand for your money.

It's no wonder the bitter clingers are going deeper inward and tightening down with the guns and churches.  Where the Catholic Church once applauded the feel good dismissive to those who questioned his birth and credentials they now recoil in dismay at the depths to which the Preacher in the bully pulpit would use-em-and-lose-em on the birth control issues.  Manchild recipient of unlimited props and hand-overs  continues to hold court in the shallow, shallow surf of the corporal works of mercy while asserting that the coveting of prosperous members' goods is driven by Christian principles.

Back when the Catholics were first losing their members we heard countless of those "losing their religion" blaming it on the end of their patience with priests who hammered them endlessly for money prompting them to look elsewhere for spiritual guidance.

Like being "rapped" for money, even when you bow heads to pray?  Let's just say, the "Christian" for a prayer day who is also a Muslim on Ramedan and a secularist when in San Francisco (named after a Saint who had his own personal relationship with God) is playing you.  The religious bullying is a gesture too often use by Users who just don't know when to say when.

The Cheshire Grinning Moon

Lisa has found a place in the heavens from where she can encourage me and point the way.  When I ran my early races, it was so comforting to come to the checkpoint guides who reassured me that I was on course and not all alone out in the unknown.  Last night, on the drive home from her funeral, I noticed the waxing crescent moon - grinning at me from behind clouds.  It morphed and yawned, widened and thinned, always slipping in and out from behind clouds.  It was alive with the Smiling-to-me twinkle that gets my attention.  It dawned on me that it was Lisa.  It didn't "dawn" on me, actually.  That would be a Sun thing.  It ?Mooned? on me...or rose on me, waxed or gibbous-ed on me...in any case, it was Lisa letting me know she's in the best place imaginable, and already in touch.  After days of anguished tears processing the shock, the loss, the grief, the disbelief, we parted ways, her parents and me, to go on with our life.  We were together, intensely, for days as we said our goodbyes.  Sunday night, she suffered a massive heart attack and was without oxygen to the brain for too long to be saved.  An organ donor, she was sustained on life support for another 36 hours while the arrangements were made for the recipients.  We sat with her, watching her "breathing" on the respirator, all monitors in the ICU indicating normal activity in her body, but the brain showed no response.  Placid and beautiful, she hovered there with us, mostly gone, but standing by for a few final gestures.

Her fourteen year old daughter, Maria, came to hold her, grieve and accept the unimaginable.  On her Facebook page the night before, she had posted notice that her Mother was on life support, and asked for prayers.  Maria had "unfriended" her grandmother, me, Aunt Mayra and other adults, giving only her peers access to her postings.  Her young cousins, Marissa and Vinnie could only report to their mothers what they couldn't imagine was true!  Maria!  Tell us this is not happening!  But between phone calls and frantic messages, we learned too soon; Maria was posting: "Rest in peace, Mommy."

OMG!

Thus we processed and accepted, alternating between sobs and ok-ness, seeing the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest, the nurses busying about with the normal ICU activities, changing the IV, administering anti-biotics, checking vitals and emptying catheters for a body that was flushed with color and life as though with their care, she would revive.  Our hearts and eyes saw this ritual, but our minds knew she was already gone.  It was a see-saw of emotions; we intermittently chatted as visitors to a patient's bedside, only to be reminded she was not a patient as family members arrived, tearfully collapsing at the sight of her, so beautiful and placid, her long hair cascading across the pillow.  

Under the management of the Center for Organ Recovery and Education personnel, Lisa had transitioned to Donor.  Knowing her decision to give of herself so that others might live on gave her mother and dad comfort, and they respected her wishes.  Noble though it was, however, the questions of arrangements couldn't be made until the recovery surgeries had taken place.  So we marked in our journal that our beloved little girl was 

Lisa Jo Norelli Tosi 

September 19, 1971

January 22,23,24, 2012

To reflect that she had suffered a massive heart attack on Sunday night, was sustained on life support through Monday in accordance with the laws of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania, Washington County and regulations of the hospital pending re-confirming neurological tests, and yet not declared "deceased" until 9:00 a.m. Tuesday, when those tests confirmed what no miracle could reverse.  We allowed ourselves to process by degree, finally and agonizingly. 

Didn't we just do this not six weeks ago when we buried our Mom, Helen?  The same Friends and Family members came to share their sorrow and respect.  Lisa had been at the bedside of her fiance's grandmother, caring for the 93 year old until she passed.  A few days later, her own grandmother came home and Lisa moved in with her folks to care for her through her final days.  Mom passed on December 4, and at her wake, Lisa hugged the very people who came to mourn her yesterday.  How much grief!  How could this be?  God be with us and comfort us.  Family in Faith, together, being there for each other.   

She was a young woman with a "take no prisoners" attitude and an astute awareness of a soul in  need of her help.  When Lisa Jo was around, we knew it.  Her voice carried with an unmistakable "Alpha" vibe that conveyed self-esteem and confidence, and at the same time, one that moved readily into laughter.  With her eyes and her tone, Lisa could make you wonder "What's got her so riled up?" and yet, moments later, she'd make a wry observation from the other side of the universe and with her eyes and her smile, whatever it was that she had just so passionately asserted, she was dismissing with amusement.

A little bit irreverent, a little bit the Classic Italian Matriarch, Lisa was the quintessential Big Sister who delivered her statements with authority and intensity and then might just as convincingly erupt in deprecating laughter at the situation and find the most innocent fun in it.

This little girl understood feelings and how people responded to attention and interest.  From an early age, she developed her relationship skills, burnishing an already intense drive to provide caring and comfort.  Adding to her nurses training, and practical understanding of healthcare, Lisa was a dedicated provider and advocate who thrived on helping others.  In the hours during which we kept vigil at her bedside, we came to accept, minute by minute, that her life was about what she could do for you.  Never caring for material things, Lisa found her bliss in results.  She manifested kindness to those who needed a bit of encouragement, a gentle touch, a reassuring promise and steadfast tendency to break into a grin, them bubble with a giggle that grew into a full-blown belly laugh at how just regular folk we all can be.

Today and for many years to come, she lives on in those to whom she bequeathed what was hers alone to give, her greatest gift, herself.  Her heart-broken parents, Ernie & Joe, navigated the hours of accepting the loss of their daughter with the realization that Lisa's life, as we knew her, has acquired even greater reach and dimension in those she has helped live on.  Her daughter, Maria, will always be able to hear her voice speaking to her from within: no greater champion can you expect to find.  Those of us who knew her will, no doubt, miss her loving greetings and affectionate "Good Byes" can take comfort in the happiness of those who awaited her in heaven who are now greeting her with open arms and a wink for our "too smart," sassy, Lisa Jo.  In a week when Heaven called home Etta James and Joe Paterno, a lesser-known dynamo made the grade and tapped the bell on her way through the gate.  To all her cousins, classmates, friends and colleagues who share our grief and sense of loss, I can only offer this comfort:  Lisa has taken her caring to the next level.  Thank each of you for affirming what a World Class Spirit she is and what an unfailing gift her life was to all of us.

Through the sadness of the week, the sense of something very nice coming was ever present.  Tara will have a little girl in a few months, as we learned the same day Lisa passed.  Michelle dropped her custody challenge and brought Nicholas to be with his Family during this difficult time.  Fran found her own way to the gatherings with a GPS and determination, and Mary Ellen and Cil came with courage driving them past the difficulties following Mom's funeral.  In Joe's newly-finished basement, we toasted Lisa, shed those final tears and prepared for life without her.

It was only on the drive home that I thought about the Cheshire Cat grinning from the tree branch, then the clouds, then through the roof tops at "Alis"  (Lisa with the A moved to the beginning) and I look forward to writing with you.  I know you would have made a great saleswoman.  I'm sorry we couldn't see that in time to intervene.  We let Maria catch the plane with Anthony to spend a week in Florida with Aunt Mayra, away from the pressures of her loss.  Her tattoo'd, pierced, bejeweled gay friends kept her distracted, but could not obscure Maria's realization of the mountain of floral tributes sent by so many to offer condolences.  She had enjoyed quality time with her mother and Nana during three days of recovery from surgery last week after which she withdrew from Ringgold and planned to enroll at Belle Vernon again, moving back home with Nana & Pap.  It was coming together.  But for now, something nice is making a pattern.  To prove it's impending arrival, it smiled to me through the night sky, saying, "Hi."  Remember Frankie crying to Nicole and Sammy that they're the Big Girls now.  They're not ready to be the Big Girls.  Smile on them, Cousin Lisa.  Point the way.  

Nehilist Manifest

From today's reading, I wonder, "Whom Should I Thank?" for reconnecting to all the many gains we, Spiritual Kin Study Group, have collectively achieved.  In tandem, we endure, nevertheless, a loneliness and period of uncertainty during which we are bound by the principles of our mission to remain open and aware, respectful of those with whom we disagree, and equally respectful of ourselves in the exchange with those who would dismiss us in an expeditious attempt to truncate the process.  So obtuse and self-possessed are they in their comfort zone that they are blind to the reactionaries now determined to sabotage their cruel advance.  Where they believe themselves to be "powerful" they are Goosed by those honking from behind, to discover that they are, instead, corralled in a blind canyon of their own invention wherein they are neatly, safely and irresistibly contained by those actual powers ensconced, not by the willing, but by the convinced.

The spread, "Three Fates," synthesizes the scan of the Past/Present/Future as deliverance, returning the response to the inquiry, rather than the answer to the question.


The left card represents an important element of the past. Knight of Swords, when reversed: The dark essence of air behaving as fire, such as a tornado: A merciless and skillful warrior, unfettered by emotion or conscience. A nihilist who can refuse not even the most insurmountable of challenges. A person who inspires fear and hate through their domineering nature and the power of their presence. Speaking without tact or tolerance, in a sarcastic manner. May portend the swift initiation or conclusion of conflict, through the calamitous invocation of force.     


Definition of NIHILISM

1

a : a viewpoint that traditional values and beliefs are unfounded and that existence is senseless and uselessb : a doctrine that denies any objective ground of truth and especially of moral truths

2

a : a doctrine or belief that conditions in the social organization are so bad as to make destruction desirable for its own sake independent of any constructive program or possibilityb capitalized : the program of a 19th century Russian party advocating revolutionary reform and using terrorism and assassination

We are reminded that the past demonstrations of nihilistic behavior have served to associate us with Nikolai Lenin of the Bolshevist Revolution that so weakened and subverted itself as a result of emasculating its people.  We understand Power as the energized-by-intangibles which the Nihilists deny.    


In the two weeks since the encounter with Jim Burn, State Chair, I have been driven to the depths of the whirlpool of disorientation, and find myself being launched back to airspace where I may live and breathe free of what I must credit the Facade for describing as:  "the swift initiation or conclusion of conflict, through the calamitous invocation of force" with aforementioned self-respect.  I am reassured that the "mistake" was mine, for failing to convey to my esteemed colleague, my unwillingness to sustain further breach of that vault wherein my Family of fellows preserve their learned, evolved skills.  I would be remiss in my service to the registered Democrats of Butler County were I to permit Chairman Burn to approach the circuitry of our procedures with Table d'hôte when the consideration of all views brought to the table are de rigueur.  
   
Practical matters left unattended by those so impatient to take up the Lamp of Leadership, they were neither qualified nor willing to serve, pursuing the position, unaware of the sphere of contributors hovering in waiting to attend to all that.  As with Energies of all natures, those culled for securing and stabilizing the All found their bliss.  In their mutual company, they applied discipline and nobility to the maintenance and eventual development of the refined structure they now survey.  Arcs support a cantilever-aged deployment of natural and sustainable force present in our midst.  From the past, we resurrected the fulfillment of those challenges met and mastered discovering that the familiar lent itself to confidant exchange among our proven, tested best.   

Creative, Insightful Articulating of Conservative Principals - Vintage Newt

The quote from Dick Morris takes us a notch closer to the tone Republicans want to hear in this Primary.  We monitor the whole thing with a comprehension of their mission and begin to knit together the fabric underfoot upon which we'll step to leave behind the Obama Hope / Hype / Hip, Hip, Hoot.  Crystallizing it all, Juan Williams - despite posing AS a monitor - carried the Administration's water with contentious posturing to spin Gingrich's racism.  The crowd culling a second dunning of Americans as racist (it worked before, didn't it?)  were thus, succinctly sorted into Americans and hyphenated Americans....bring it on.

Yeah, "99 Weeks is an Associate's Degree."  The Unemployed are getting an education with or without the Academic Community.  The same fire must be invested into purposing the Republican Primary as the exercise to deliver a nominee who will lead this Country back to greatness.  Michelle Bachmann is gone because she spun every opportunity to speak into a yarn about herself.  Jon Huntsman is gone because he failed to lead the Spirit.  Romney's lackluster hovering at 25% is leaving a lot on the table.  To borrow a "come full circle" phrase from Jimmy Carter, "Why not your Best?"

What Newt is saying, and the audience is hearing is this:  "Work through it."  Esprit de Corps evolves from unity of purpose applied to the effort.  Talk's cheap, academic and can be no substitute for activity.  When a plan is formulated and committed to paper, there takes a fair amount of talk to ferret out the points that will prove pertinent.  The way to the Voter's heart is through the stuff he can't stomach.  That "stuff" is not the notion of defeating Obama, but in accepting that the current occupant of the Oval Office isn not All American.  Sure, you can back off the criticism centered on birth certs and protective secrecy, but the thing the Field must produce is the essence of knowing what works, what makes us work and how to work.

In 2008, we watched the Fourth Estate drag the all-but-tapped-out Obama across the finish line, forced on the Democratic Party by arm-twisting thugs.  The 'Dog Who Caught The Bus' was obviously out of his league and no amount of spin could cover for it.  Unanimity of purpose lay in the determination of Chris Matthews, Dee Dee Myers and the New York Times to dump the actual work of surviving the Candidate In Chief on Clinton People.  That's the sound of wind whistling past our ears as we fall at black-out pace from the top of the heap.

My closer instinct alerted me last night to the Buying Signals on display in Myrtle Beach.  Cheering on the concepts of competing legitimately, the crowd elicited from each candidate the notion that we should kill our enemies, not our competition.  Compete and Conquer.  Cower and call "Racist" and get yer butt kicked.  It has taken THREE YEARS for the Axlerod Attitude-Coppers to get the message.

Unfortunately, for them, they are steeped in their own spin and capable of only one thing: blaming the other guys.  It could have been worse, sure.  But we are capable of seeing daylight beyond the shadow by which your body of "you call that work?" has darkened our door.  The full retinue of protective spin plays...the recapitulation cantata of strategies that scored impressively ... are coming through.  Work 'em out; don't just "invite 'em" out.  Just Ought 'Em!  Black Leaders may no longer spit out ugly, angry accusations of racism; that card's been played.  What they reveal in launching such ploys is that they are merely "playing" and haven't ever even begun to actually work.  We get it.  It's not a racist thing, gentle people: it's what soccer moms and kitchen table economists understand.  Security.  Does the hot guy on the make "Make" you feel secure?  No!  He "thrills" and excites you, he causes you to obsess about him based on his animal magnetism, but after about six months, you'll be over it and looking for the bills to be paid and the indicators that you're the One and Only to HIM.  Absent that, you're admitting that Dad was right.  This guy is a fad and will never be the substance, supportive structure with whom you can make babies, rear and provide for them and keep you secure.  He talked a convincing rap sayin' things you wanted to hear, but he didn't deliver and he's now playing you for another chance to disappoint you.

Dog Whistle?  Are the black leadership players going to again turn this election into a trap into which they'd herd the trusting?  Are you inclined to blow another $50 bucks on the street tricks?  Or are you inclined to just pop that bill into a credit union account and hold out for the industrious, serious gentleman who's spending his "capital" on stabilizing himself and looking after his family?

"THE BOW - Tebow and Intangibles

Through careful conservation of their fuel, the engines of creation continue onward.

Mayor Luke Pays UP

Decades of work in the "off-beat" have taught me the very real role played by the Unknown in our daily lives. While a cynic, a quitter, one of religion without faith might dismiss the Tim Tebow phenomenon, we can look back on the "Change" meme, the "Don't Worry" fun of Bush 41, the direct line to god of W, and the energy of the Steeler Nation to respect the influence of emotional rooting for the underdog. Conversely, when the energy of support leaves the competitor, the results can be convoluted. Following each Super Bowl victory, Ben Roethlesberger has done something utterly stupid. His motorcycle incident of 2006, riding a crotch rocket without a helmet, then two sexual assault charges in less than a year following the 2008 Super Bowl victory prompted bonfires of "Steeler Gear" by fans no longer inclined to indulge the caustic behavior of an overpaid jock. In Pittsburgh, the "No Name" barely-out-of-the-Minors Pirates of 2011 were the darlings of the Family Fans because none of the players who streaked in first place right up to the 2:00 a.m. blown call of July 25 at home plate, were anybody but teammates. No Name believers in themselves inspired the "joes" who go to baseball games to be together. Nobody who lives in a real world wanted the party animal to defeat the genuflecting Tebow last Sunday. The Steeler Nation dutifully turned out and tuned into the Denver game, but in their hearts of hearts, grudgingly conceded the "Higher Ground" to the gesture that has even the most cynically immature high school boys taking a knee with a bowed head to the bigger circle drawn 'round the circle. Cartographers indicate 'elevation' by drawing

"circles" that connect points of equal feet above sea level described as contour lines. The key to these amoebic circles is that they neither cross nor intersect. They are, in fact, meaningless to those on other levels and, while they are known to each other by virtue of shared existence, they establish separation as a function of their existence, and are, hence, mutually exclusive. A cloud at 1,600 feet is produced and held there by a set of characteristics forming a stream. In a stream, the choice is removed and awareness, not activity, determines presence. We who call upon Americans to come together in decency and patriotism are unwilling to lend our hearts and minds to the contrivances of media hype. We see, in the Steelers logo, the "Unseen." To the top, a gold hypercycloid, to the right, a red hypercycloid, and to the bottom, a blue hypercycloid - marketing symbol of United States Steel, the building block of twentieth century skyscrapers. To the left, as described by Thomas Carlyle in his book On Heroes and Hero Worship: in his French Revolution (1837), "A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up; increases and multiplies, irrepressible, incalculable. ...Ideas to be gathered from those ethers of the next higher levels where dream-like impressions without actual substance call us onward, upward. "We're better than this." Where inventors, angels and necessity move us to explore space,to "See a need, fill a need," we are gridded up/down to an opening in the membrane that separates our level from that which calls to us where-in we have always existed but have yet to explore in time and space. This is the mystery and the universality of creation. Where what doesn't exist becomes the basis of everything new, we do it. We leave behind despair, anxiety, demoralization and the Who, What, When, Where and How to lay EYES on it. Recall the first time you saw the actual White House, or the Washington Monument, or the Statue of Liberty, or the Grand Canyon - landmarks of history that you'd seen many times in photos, and now in the flesh. Flying points of reference cause the vision to lurch dizzy-ingly until we are able to bring into focus our emotion, our relationship and our experience. From the moment a teacher or book raised our consciousness about the significance, we have seen the same image time and again. When we see it in the "flesh" we actually drop all those depictions into the little computer in our mind that compares and concludes: 'this is it.' We suspect it but remain to be shown that Tim Tebow depicts such a future. In a moment frozen free of the emotion surrounding his gesture, the viewers are sorted by their own emotions. Some embrace and applaud. Some reject and react. Some aren't "there" yet. Cross/Over attention begins to attract the uninitiated to "market" the idea whose time has come.  The momentum of the marketplace erases whatever preceded. 

 Championships and Elections are thus won.


In the minds of we, the Thinkers,

Tebow has embodied the often attempted (Dobie Gillis) but not-quite-nailed, moment of oneness with the desire of the heart. In his sideline re-enactment, the victorious play-master processes the outcome of the battle just waged, between his known and desired. While the potential exists, the quarterback represents what can be, and drives through doubt, history and the wind beneath his non-existent wings, to land in his next "life." In the moment of completion of the play, Tebow's leap of faith is rewarded by his teammates, fans and the big scoreboard in the sky. Momentarily, the others reaching for the same bouquet are resolved to accept the results. No "marriage" in store for them; No "Next In Line" for Union. Ah! The Game. Secularists need not apply. To any who defile the magic of the moment, hopelessness reigns, sealing their hearts and minds to the sight. Sparkle and Glimmer protect the essence of what happens when the unfolding of events have prompted this action, and prior to taking his next step, the BOWing #15 gets over himself.  While everyone is looking at him, he's looking within, calming desire with culmination.

At the line between what is heaven and what is earth, where the light is slightly brighter, faeries play....

Domestic Tranquility: The Election to Dump Obama

I came to consciousness this morning aware that I was a link in a chain-dream; one in which I was the friend of a woman whose spouse was berating, controlling, aggressively threatening and to heighten the ridiculousness of his demeanor, brushing his teeth. In the waking dream, I was at their home preparing to take a walk with her - our planned exercise. While she was agreeable, "normal" in her behavior and showed nothing different - we made steadfast haste toward the door and away from his negative vibe. Instead of simply heading off in the direction of the park, however, I looked - puzzled - as she turned the outer key and headed for my car. I unlocked the doors and we hopped in as the "dream" concluded. I had been deliberately kept unaware of her plan, yet as she launched into motion, readily recognized that she did, indeed, have one. Her "Escape" from the captor who held her prisoner in her own home entailed turning the tables. She had changed the locks earlier in the day leaving him with keys that would not work tonight. It was a move that bought her time to get to shelter, to notify the police that he was being temporarily restrained and to turn in the keys by which she had turned her life around. For the first morning in months, I was stirred to a level of awareness that made me get up at my - once but not lately - normal 5:00 a.m. It's Iowa Caucus Day. In my waking dream, I was connecting "dots" from the 2008 primary in which testosterone-driven Obats shouted down the Hillary supporters and launched a mixture of vicious and shocking tactics intended to both intimidate and stampede Caucus participants. At the same time I was thinking about the recounted witnessing of Caucus Fraud, I saw the face of Louisa Rodas and her Mother, Betty Jean Kling. I saw the many family members of Police Officers, killed in the line of duty, responding to Domestic Violence calls. I saw the moment I became a participant in the Peace Chain more than thirty years ago. The Iranian Embassy, seized by students holding the Diplomatic Staff hostage, was progressing through 444 days of torment as the Clergy of Iran completed the Coup. I was a mere link in a strong chain of mentally tough Peace Officers determined to restore stability and calm to a world disabled by conflict. The New Diplomacy preserves the Peace in the face of vindictive, reactionary, self-indulgent males obsessed with control issues and yet utterly incapable of taking care of their own business. I begin this day with a nod to the Blessed Mother, Virgin Mary, patron and protector. I affirm my faith in the gentle, Christian principles demonstrated by Joseph and Jesus; honoring of Women. The traditions of Family Values include the cherishing of wives, mothers, daughters and sisters. To men who miss the message, we offer this gentle response: a better way is available. In the words of the Angels who roused the shepherds of Bethlehem, "Peace On Earth; Good Will towards Men." The Democratic Primary of 2008 was a textbook demonstration of how NOT to run a campaign. The demeanor of the members of the media and the political class who conducted an assault upon the women of this country with their insufferable insults proved to be the canary in the coal mine alerting Women to the danger in which they found themselves. Women of class and substance, who have children to rear, educate and feed, are neither impressed nor intimidated by class warfare or whiners who blame the Republicans for the woes of the DNC. They are engaged in the active, but peaceable process of restoring and preserving domestic tranquility wherein they may protect their kids and get them to school. In communities where gunfire routinely erupts and often takes the lives of innocent children in the cross-fire, Peace is the victim. Insanity rules. Thinking is non-existent, drugs and disruptive behavior rob the children of their American right to pursue happiness. We are Sisters in the Chain, linked and connected to reverse the threat. The objective of threat is to ward off aggression with thought-provoking reminders of the right of redress. The males who failed Louisa Rodas blame her mother for angering them. For 'talking back' she is held responsible in the face of emotional tyrants whose own threats are intended to be the final say. To BJ, and her son, we say, "Enough!" It is the duty of each of us to control our emotion and respect ourselves. We understand completely, yet remain saddened by the lack of peace produced by the judicial process. Disturbed people without a balance of comprehension of power's double-edged sword and Choice are attempting to call the shots. The Chicago gang - so full of themselves, superlatives and historic significance - is a blowhard bunch of motherless punks whose plans for re-election center around assassination and threat. We hear, attuned. We are reminded by our Mothers: We Have A Choice. In the United States of America, we have Freedom. We take personal responsibility of the road our choices have paved. We accept ourselves and acknowledge our errors of judgment. By these mistakes we evolve when choosing to correct and restore. Our balance, not our mistakes, propel us.

OWS GLOM ONTO SUFFRAGISTS

I watched "Iron Jawed Angels," and saw how the demonstrators for the Right to Vote were spat upon and abused by their fellow citizens. For Eleanore Clift, of Newsweek, the Occupy Wall Street demonstrations merit favorable equation with those Sisters, who, having supported the Abolitionist Cause, found that the very rights men gave themselves were denied Women. I don't want to get into a hissing exchange with Clift, but her taking Pat Buchannan to task over predicting that the OWS will end very, very badly and Obama's connection to them will, in turn, harm him centered on blame. Clift used a tone with Pat that leads me to surmise that the police and elected officials charged with Public Safety, decency and tranquility in Oakland, California were to "blame" for the tear-gassing and injuries to the participants. I learned this lesson the first time I was robbed in Savannah and had it re-inforced by my colleagues at American Security Insurance in Atlanta: If you go to a place where the trouble-makers are gathering, looking for trouble, and you get into trouble, it's YOUR FAULT for being there. So, Ellie, stick it where the Sun don't shine. It is the OWS demonstrators whose fault it is! They don't have enough sense to leave when advised of impending confrontation. Your first message is out there. Go home. Get a Job. Work, preferably within the system, and be the next "Street." It doesn't take a genius to figure out that the jobless camping out with a chip on their shoulder aren't protesting joblessness: it's the income they want. The sympathetic Obama can relate. It wasn't the JOB of president he so ruthlessly persued: he wanted the POSITION, the perks and the fame...too bad he didn't read enough history to understand that his historic election was the result of eliminating his competition rather than rising to the challenge. One other thing I learned at American Security: people working together, exchanging and advancing their debate is progressive. People standing pat, irrationally defending a "going nowhere" status quo and being everything against which they campaigned may get their way, but they just foster yet another demonstration of displeasure with the results. Like Tanya Harding eliminating her competition via thuggish supporters whacking Nancy Kerrigan, the door opens for the Orphan, Oksana, to skate off with the gold. Gather your skirts, Elles, the

Women's Rights The progressives were successful in reforming the social and political problems in America because many women such as Susan Anthony, Elizabeth Stanton, Alice Paul and Carrie Cat fought for women's voting rights. They made their voices loud, strong and heard - in 1920 women won the right to vote. In the middle of the 19th century Americans had separate ideas of both men and women. Men ran for the government and worked while women cared for their families at home. Women were thought as of being delicate, childlike, emotional, and mentally inferior to men. Women did not win the right to vote until 1920 once their role in society had changed. Since men were fighting in the Civil War, women had to take up jobs previously done by men such as running the farm and working in factories. Both the Progressives (led by Theodore Roosevelt) and Socialists (led by Eugene Debs) favored women's suffrage and without their support women might not have the rights they do today.

 

...But, Elles, it still comes down to relationships. How many of you share my recent discovery: that what I had believed to be a relationship proved, instead, to be a parasite? It's taking all my resources to survive, while the ipod users and tent-dwellers appear to have a magic connection to cash flow and "sympathizers." As a woman "burned," I have zero enthusiasm for this crowd, deciding, instead, to work that "SHE LOST: GET OVER IT!" grudge against every fool that worked the angle which put an incompetent, empty suit in the oval office. That includes you, Clift. As I recall, Pat Buchannon became the darling of the HRC camp for one obvious reason, he didn't have his head up Obama's gold-plated a$$ and could make the obvious connection between Hope and Loose Wall Street Change. Not this time, Media. We know Pat Buchannon, and Ellie, you're No Pat.