The people who voted for Trump didn’t have a clue, didn’t care, bought into his racist divide and conqure campaigns, get their news from people who think like them, surf social media sites instead of non-fake news broadcasts, want to be told what to do instead of thinking for themselves, and are more concerned about Trump and Epstein’s friendship than they are about losing Medicaid/health care, food stamps, higher food prices, jobs loss, housing, and a last but not least living under a dictatorship/fascist regime with billionaires imposing their absolute power in governmental and private enclaves.
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Globalistically
I’m living in the moment, yet thinking into the future.
My little patch on Mother Earth disappears as the troubles of the global world close in.
To live is to be true to you. To be true to you; you must keep moving forward no matter what the world says about or to you. No one knows you like you know you. The world is fickle…here… there…everywhere…straddling fences…looking after its own vested interests.
To be true to you, you must stand for something and stand up for yourself or lose all self-esteem.
Beware of wolves in sheep’s clothing, keeping us groggy, doped, and entertained, while the enemies of the just; murder, assault, defraud, misinform, delude with fake news, and beguilement.
We go merrily along as the world gets smaller and smaller.
Part II of IV – Trapped Between Two Time Zones
I’m trapped between two time zones and I don’t know how to get out. On one hand, I don’t want to bruise his ego and on the other hand, I want to slap his face for asking me if he can spend the night. If you have to ask, you probably weren’t paying attention in the first place.
Why do single women these days think one must have sex on a regular basis in order to feel alive, needed, adored, survive? Having sex does not develop character or an understanding of people. I think a great majority of us have forgotten what the Bible says and what our parents use to tell us about sex before marriage. So what do I know…look at the statistics, (poverty stricken women with children, in low waged jobs, on public assistance, with men no better off than they are who eventually become missing in action). Even though our parents didn’t explicitly say “beware” all you have to do in the twenty first century is pay attention to what making wrong choices will get you (a lack of opportunities).
I don’t want to sound like I know it all, but at this time in my life I think I know enough in order not to make the same mistakes again and again and again, when it comes to relationships. There’s no fool like an old fool. Well, believe you me; there are some old fools out there as well as some young ones.
Am I living on Mars or what? Should I slap myself and hope that this is all a dream that I’ll wake up from, feeling hopeful about the possibility of finding a mate not saddled with baby momma drama, child support, little education, felony, sexually transmitted disease, anger management issues, no money, no car, living with his mom or other relatives, living with various women…..I could go on and on but you get where I’m coming from. Making a significant other match in an age of, “I want instant gratification” is almost impossible and one of the reasons single households continue to increase while marriage continues to decline. Is all hope lost or will the family values we all talk about, but don’t take seriously, ever take root and grow into something meaningful?
The Ususal Suspects
The shootings in Munich, Germany….please don’t rush to judgement. The shooter could be German and not a refugee.
My memory is long…I have 2 words for you….Timothy Mcveigh (white male who killed many at the Oklahoma City bombing). Many Americans rushed to judgement and assumed Muslims were behind the bombing…turned out the bomber looked like those pointing fingers.
Don’t let fear of the other cloud your judgement!
PEACE and LOVE
REST
How does one’s imagination comprehend the death rattle of a child?
The slumped shoulders of a mother riled.
To what purpose does the ethnic cleansing rapist believe,
that spilling his seed will ease his grief?
Bloody hands drag babies into conscription,
only to die by the same child’s conniption.
Rivers of blood and tears flow into wounds of the innocent.
Into sores inflicted by those fearful for their lives.
Many of those afflicted are or were mothers and wives.
There is no joy.
There is no hope,
And no thought of a future,
only a desperate need to find refuge from death or the suture.
No nation is without guilt.
Even the United Nations is looking like a patchwork quilt,
splattered with blood from head to toe,
and dumbfounded as to how to combat such a foe.
Women trudge on, boys grow up, and babies are born.
Maybe evil men somewhere, someday;
will count their losses and finally access,
that there is no joy unless there is rest.