99 New: What’s Next

Damned straight. Great piece by Jan Wilberg.

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What just happened was inevitable so we shouldn’t be acting like a tsunami crashed over us while we were sleeping. Oh my God! What just happened? All that water!

The Republicans won the election. And before I get a slew of comments about how Donald Trump didn’t really win because he lost the popular vote, let me say this. He won. They won. The Republicans won everything. That’s why we feel like we’re swimming in a pond of vomit right now. Not only did Trump and the Republicans win, they’re doing exactly what they said they would do – with the Supreme Court, deregulation, tax breaks, and immigration. And we’re sitting here getting shocked and dismayed all the time. What the fuck did we think was going to happen?

And why did the Republicans win everything? Ah, the analysis will go on in graduate political science classes forever; thousands of…

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The Lone Ranger, but no Beto T-shirt

Unless one lives outside of the U.S., I’d be willing to bet that they’ve seen a “Beto for Congress” t-shirt. Beto is a junior state congressman from El Paso, Texas, who’s running for the U.S. Senate against Republican incumbent, Ted Cruz. And while I live in Florida, I’m a huge Beto supporter. I really want, nay, need a Beto t-shirt.

On Sunday afternoon my son, grandson, and I attended a concert/rally for Democratic candidates in downtown Dallas. I just knew I’d be able to buy a Beto t-shirt during the event.

The rally began at 2 p.m., but the three of us figured that Beto wouldn’t speak until near the end of the night. We spent the morning going to estate sales, went out for brunch, and then took a short siesta before driving to the concert around 4:30.

Finding a parking place wasn’t difficult, but we had quite a hike from our “$10 a day” parking lot to the park where the concert was in full swing.

Jason had loaded a backpack with a blanket to sit on and we all took umbrellas since there was rain in the forecast. Unfortunately after we walked all the way from the parking spot we encountered a sign telling us that backpacks weren’t allowed. Grandson Jackson and I went to the end of a long line of concert goers while Jason ran back to the car with the backpack.

As Jackson and I waited in line a guy came by asking if anyone had extra tickets. The folks in front of us happened to have a pair and he bought them.

My brain said, “Huh.”

“Is the event sold out?” My mouth asked.

“Yep. Right as we arrived they put the signs up.”

“Well crap,” said my brain.

I instructed Jackson to hold our place in line while I went in search of spare tickets. I only needed two since kids’ admissions were free. I tried my luck behind us first since the guy who scored the tickets in front of us had already tried that direction. Nothing. So I went to the front of the line hoping the guy had been mistaken. Nope. The event was indeed sold out.

I texted Jason, and went back for Jackson who was nearing the front of the line. We stood near the press line figuratively beating ourselves up for not purchasing tickets in advance. Then, just as I noticed Jason crossing the street to join us, a young man came around the press barrier.

“Here,” he said. “I heard you needed a couple of tickets.”

When I tried to pay him, he refused to take the money and disappeared back into the press area with a wink and a smile. He was like our knight in shining armor, or the Lone Ranger. Hi ho, Silver!

Jason, having just read my text about the concert being sold out wasn’t expecting to see Jackson and me smiling from ear to to respective ear as he approached.

“He just gave the tickets to you? What did he look like?”

“Like the Lone Ranger, my son. Like the Lone Ranger.”

Our little group then made the rounds of all the booths in search of Beto merchandise. Unfortunately, though, like the event tickets, the Beto t-shirts were all sold out. And this time, no Lone Ranger to help out. I managed to buy this one at a booth promoting the band, Polyphonic Spree:

But I was in search of one like this:

Finally I gave up, had a Shiner (a wonderful Texas beer), a gourmet slider, and enjoyed the rally. And what a rally it was! Beto was the main event, though, and he did not disappoint. He’s running a positive grassroots campaign, never once mentioning his opponent by name, and refusing to accept money from political action committees (PAC’s).

Beto has visited every county in the sizable Lone Star State at least once and several multiple times, speaking sometimes to a handful of people and other times to groups of thousands. Texas has long been a “red” state, but Beto has a chance to upset that apple cart.

I will wear my alternative shirt proudly back in Florida. My only regret is not being able to cast a ballot for this young man in November.

Peace, and hi ho Silver, people.

99 New: Beer Line

Thank you, Jan Wilberg!

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What if he admitted it all and apologized?

What if he said that he had had a terrible drinking problem, had experienced black-outs, knew that he’d done wretched things while drunk but had gone through treatment or got religion and still goes to AA meetings three times a week?

What if he said he was sorry? What if he had tried to make amends?

Just wondering.

Mr. Kavanaugh didn’t admit to anything. He angered up is what he did, swapping out a chance for humility and accountability for his old standby of indignation and aggression. I think he’s had a lot of practice getting mad at people trying to blow his cover.

My guess, and I’m no expert, I’ve just lived a long time and seen a lot, is that Mr. Kavanaugh is still a drunk, albeit a highly functional one. With enough practice, people can get really toasted to…

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RapeyK Practicing the Truth

I’m so angry at these cowardly misogynistic assholes. Thanks to alotfromlydia.wordpress.com for this compilation of occurrences.

A lot from Lydia

  • Since Dr. Christine Blasey Ford came forward to share her story of assault by blackout drunk, frat boy, Judge Rapey Kavanaugh, heretofore referred to as RapeyK, she has been: threatened and harassed to the point that she felt, in order to keep her family and herself safe, they had to go into hiding,
  • Someone hacked into her email, impersonating her, the goal being to defame her character,
  • And she has been bullied by the Republican men in the Senate Judiciary Committee.
  • Meanwhile, RapeyK has been apologized to for the inconveniences caused by the delay stemming from this insignificant assault charge. But he has kept busy. He has been coached for hours on end by none other than the chairman of the Senate Confirmation hearing, Chuck GrASSley, practicing his denial of the assault charges… because that’s what innocent people do, right… practice telling the truth?

    From the beginning of the proceedings…

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    99 New: Equal Wipes

    My hero!

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    You don’t have to pay for toilet paper in a public restroom.

    There isn’t a coin slot waiting for your quarter so you can get five squares of toilet paper. Sitting in the private comfort of your stall, you could pull off the entire roll and stash it in your purse, leaving nothing for the next person. The toilet paper is there for you to do whatever you want with it. It’s a perk of peeing in a public place. No questions asked.

    But tampons and pads? That’s a different matter. The premise might be the same – that there are bodily fluids that need mopping up – but the response is different. If a menstruating woman is lucky, there will be a working tampon/pad machine in the bathroom she is using. So then if she is caught by surprise or has run out of supplies, she can…

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    9/11 in Trump’s World

    Some things you might’ve forgotten on your way to vote for trump.

    A lot from Lydia

    Trump, in Pennsylvania, on his way to flight 93 memorial.

    Trump tweeted ‘No Collusion’ before mentioning 9/11 today, on 9/11

    Trump Tweets About ‘No Collusion’ Before Mentioning 9/11 on 9/11 – The Daily Beast

    A brief history of 9/11:
    Seventeen years ago today America was attacked.
    The men involved in the hijackings hailed from: 15 from Saudi Arabia, 2 from the United Arab Emeritus, 1 from Egypt, and 1 from the Lebanese Republic.
    None were: Afghans, Iranians, Iraqis, South Americans, or Mexicans.
    Osama Bin Laden, was the leader of the militant organization, al-Qaeda, that these men belonged to and worked for. Bin Laden was a Saudi Arabian member of the wealthy bin Laden family who were connected to the Saudi Royal family.
    Some of Bin Ladin’s family members were living in the U.S. at the time and were permitted to fly out of the country immediately after the attack, even…

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    ONCE I WAS A UNICORN

    Take a listen!

    Zoolon Hub

    OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA‘Sun Day, Sunday’ by Zoolon

    I’m taking a short break from blogging. A working break as I’ve a bespoke new business website project to sort and a mass of other things to do, so rather than just sit here dripping on about the pressure I’m under I figure I’d get it all done. I’ll be back in a couple of weeks. I’ll catch up on your posts then. Be good, and if you can’t be good, don’t be. See you soon – for now a few words and some music.

    Once I was a unicorn

    Missed out on Noah’s final cut

    Got drowned and born again for no good reason

    Back on the city streets every entrance door was shut

    I’d survived the deep dark, death wish waters

    Though I couldn’t bring myself to say ‘Amen’

    One step forward, two steps back

    ‘I’ll see you someday, as and when’

    But…

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    What is the Fine for Perjury?

    Great piece!

    A lot from Lydia

    Perjury: the offense of willfully telling an untruth in a court after having taken an oath or affirmation.

    What is the fine for perjury? Well, it appears you either get two weeks in prison or a judicial appointment.

    George Papadopoulos, Trump’s first coffee boy (wink, wink), is serving a 2 week sentence for lying to the FBI. He was also ordered to pay a $9,500 fine, perform community service, and he must be on his best behavior for a year. GP is the first to be sentenced in Robert Mueller’s probe into Russia election interference.

    GP’s lie was regarding the timing of his contact with Joseph Mifsud, a professor with “deep Russian contacts”, who told him about Russian dirt on Hillary Clinton.

    GP initially said the contact was made before he joined the Trump campaign; the truth was he met Mifsud as a member of the Trump campaign. The consequence…

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    No Regrets

    This one resonated. Read more at thatsoulshit.wordpress.com

    Don't Make It Weird

    When we are young, first forming friendships, we tend to ‘end up‘ with people who are the closest in proximity to us. Though not necessarily likeminded. Or even likeable. Neighbor kids. Classmates. Teammates. Even family members. That’s who we spend our time with. Like an unwritten rule. Geography defines it. That is your friend now. Looking back…how often was it that those were people who were good for you? How often were they people that were good to you?

    My father, in all his capacity as an understanding male role model, would tell me, “you don’t need to cry about everything”. And the still much loved, “you’re too sensitive.” And I remember the very first time he said both to me. When I was ten, I went to my first birthday party overnight. The four other boys decided together to lock me out of the basement room where…

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