No Sympathy for the Devil. Evil Doesn’t Deserve Civility.

Righteous!

Drifting Through

rendered

You seem really angry.

It wasn’t really a statement. Or a question. It was an accusation. It was two days after the election. Two days after we elected an openly racist man who bragged about sexually assaulting women. My anger had apparently ruffled my acquaintance.

Yeah. I was angry. Livid. Sad. Terrified.

But I didn’t say any of that. I offered a smile. I tilted my head and I placated and soothed. My voice curled around words that I didn’t mean. My head screamed at him in anger Why are you NOT angry?

My soft voice and my traitorous smile were on autopilot. I blame my conditioning, but that’s really just a cop out.

We were raised on polite and nice. The Golden Rule and “how do you do’s.” We were taught that politics and religion should never be discussed in polite company.

Our politics are shrouded in coded language. Abuses are minimized…

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Trump’s Three Ring Circus

From one of my favorite bloggers.

A lot from Lydia

Where to look…

Ring 1—

They’re Taking Away Our Social Services TODAY:

The Republican majority just voted to pass the House 2019 budget, rejecting every amendment offered by Democrats. This is, in part, to cover the $15 trillion added to the federal deficit with the GOP Tax Cut for the wealthy, and corporate America.

The GOP House worked tirelessly, behind the scenes, to pass their budget, out of committee:

  • Ending SNAP, The Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program for 1.5 million veterans and 23,000 active duty households who rely on food stamp benefits.
  • Issuing a fast track repeal of the Affordable Care Act, bringing back the pre-existing condition.
  • Cutting $2 TRILLION from Medicare and Medicaid.

The Center Ring—

They do not plan to stop taking children:

The main spectacle we are witnessing comes in the form of human rights violations, targeting children, devised by Stephan Miller, taking place under the supervision of…

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Melania’s Coat

Excellent piece by J. A. Allen at jaallenauthor.com.

J. A. Allen


Let me open by saying I am Canadian. Some people might argue I don’t have the right to comment on American politics. As a human, I believe I do: especially because last night while watching US news, my heart broke. It actually ached in my chest. This morning it still does.

A couple of years ago, I was separated from my middle son at Walmart. He was eight. I was rushed and assumed he was walking behind me with his two brothers. It wasn’t until I came to the checkout I realized he wasn’t. We were separated less than five minutes before my name was called to the service desk. He was standing with his teacher who happened to be shopping in the same store, and appeared to be all right until the moment he saw me. Then, he broke down. He thought I forgot him. He thought that in…

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What a Patriot Dreams

Heart wrenching. Please read this piece by Stephanie Harper at silharperpoetry.com.

SLHARPERPOETRY

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What a Patriot Dreams

I saw the flags come down—
in a scene that scrolled in slo-mo,
& from multiple vantages—
their masts falling like the trees
flattened by shockwaves
in those clips of old footage
from military nuclear bomb tests,
spliced into documentaries
for high school history classes;

except, my dream version’s vivid images
weren’t the projected celluloid etchings
that teenagers confined to plastic chairs
could summarily cancel from sight
with one hand motioning No
in the universal vernacular.

From a sweeping arc of floodlights
that rendered the indigo skyline
of an early-summer dusk starless,
the flags all vanished at once—
their wingless, red-white-blue heaps
crushing in on themselves, darkening,
& dropping like torn parachutes.

Sleep’s last claim on my consciousness
was that horizon of empty haloes
the mass plummet had left behind,
before my eyes fluttered open
to this morning’s first, grainy insinuations
that breached the blinds’…

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Trump Tries a New Story on for Size

A lot from Lydia

“I think Comey was the ringleader of this whole den of thieves. It was a den of thieves they were plotting against my election. Probably it’s never happened like that in terms of intelligence and in terms of anything else — but they were actually plotting against my election.” Donald J Trump June 16, 2017

The man lies knowing full well there is proof on film that he is lying.

https://youtu.be/8mKxeo67fn4

Why does he continue to lie so blatantly? Because it works. His tactic of repeating lies until they are accepted as fact got him elected. And they keep his “people sitting up at attention when he speaks”, just like North Koreans do with Kim Jong Un.

I saw some unsettling numbers yesterday regarding this “Trump, Russerrr investigation”:

  • 59% of voters don’t know about the indictments & guilty pleas
  • Mueller’s approval rating is, at an all time low, 32%
  • Only…

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Unforgivable

From Jan Wilberg’s piece, “The deep and durable harm being visited on border children right now by our United States government is fully and completely intentional.“

Red's Wrap

The kids in the orphanage in Nicaragua where we adopted three children didn’t cry. They’d already done their crying someplace else.

They might have looked concerned but they didn’t cry when passed from one person to the next like a bowl of mashed potatoes being passed at Thanksgiving dinner. In their tiny heads they had figured out the futility of complaint. There was no use crying, it wouldn’t change anything.

They had already lost everything.

Children cope with abandonment. They will appear to cope at least. And how they appear to cope is that they don’t cry. It won’t be long before the little children who have been separated from their parents by American immigration officials, who feel the same as if their parents had abandoned them on the side of the road, it won’t be long before they stop crying. Because crying won’t change anything.

In their minds, they…

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Happy Fathers Day to the Senators Who Take Children

Information at your fingertips. There’s no excuse for not contacting your members if Congress. Thanks to
Alotfromlydia.wordpress.com for preparing f and posting this.

A lot from Lydia

I think it’s appropriate, on this day when we celebrate fathers, to give a shout out to all the members of the Senate who will not sponsor a bill that would stop Donald J Trump’s policy of separating migrant children from their parents.

Happy Fathers Day Senators! Enjoy the day with your children while 2000 migrant children sit, without the protection of their parents, in the concentration camps you played a part in creating.

This list does not include the House of Representatives, which is why you don’t see other familiar names, like Paul Ryan and Devin Nunez.

The following story is hard to read, so imagine what it is to live through.

What’s Really Happening When Asylum-Seeking Families Are Separated? – Texas Monthly

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Happy Father’s Day

Remembering my Daddy on Father’s Day.

Praying for Eyebrowz

This was originally posted on Sunday, June 17, 2016.

Gerald Delane Hall

Husband

Father


Grandfather

Brother

Son

Great grandfather

Friend
A special man, my dad, not perfect, heck, he didn’t even try to be. But he was fun:

–Teller of inappropriate jokes, and a gambling fool.

–Measurer of miles in terms of six packs consumed.

–Lacking political correctness, yet treated everyone as an equal.

–Maker of friends wherever he went.

–Soft of heart.

–My biggest fan.

I miss this man.

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Deep Space

From my brilliant friend at redswrap.wordpress.com.

Red's Wrap

The world doesn’t need me to weigh in on suicide. But I will, if only to sort out my own thinking.

I’ve been depressed but not clinically. I’ve never wanted to end my life. I cannot fathom feeling that suicide is the best option. But I can’t fathom deep space either though I know it exists. So I take Anthony Bourdain and Kate Spade at their word. They determined suicide to be the best option. They alone knew the vast dark dimensions of their own deep space and I won’t second guess them.

Or their loved ones.

When a high profile suicide occurs, the implicit blaming begins. How? With the quick supposition that had only someone reached out, offered a hug and a phone number, the suicide could have been prevented. Be sure to tell your children, parents, friends that you love them! Hug your children. Let them know you…

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