Saturday, November 11, 2017

NO ROOM FOR THE POOR IN TRUMP TOWER


In the past 18 months, I have seen the wreck of the emergence of Donald Trump on the fringes of our society, especially as it applies to homelessness, drug addiction and the fracturing of mere human decency. 
Nothing can be reversed. We can only go forward. So what do we do when we see families in disarray? Mass shootings perpetrated by people who are lost, at the end of their ropes, isolated into madness? When we see mothers forced to live in the streets? War veterans forgotten? Well, if there's one thing I see where I live, here in Scottsdale, Arizona, it's this: A property-is-king value system, as a opposed to a more humanitarian set of priorities.
There are vast acres of resources, in terms of shelter, that are sitting empty. Since I'm not a property owner of anything but tattered old notebooks and a decent sized social media network, I can only do this: Ask those of you who are wealthy, who own property, to consider this disparity. As we have seen, the mighty are falling around us, they are being torn asunder by the wickedness of their ways. Hate to be preachy, but the revolution is on. 
So by the grace of God that it isn't you right around the corner, sleeping on a slab in the safety of the shadows, wake the hell up! Leave the fucking light on for somebody, will you? There is room for all if you would just open the door.

TRUMP GOES TO CHINA

Here's my review of Trump's visit to China, dumb as I may be: Loved the beginning, he goes there acting like a humble pope talking softly, while the Pentagon at the same time waves the possibility of ground action to get rid of North Korea's nuclear threat. Perfect international diplomacy, right? Talk softly while carrying a big stick. However, this was no Nixon goes to China. This was more like Nixon goes to China, gets told to chill out (it's not like we don't have 5,000 useless nuclear weapons pointed at us already), and then returns to the U.S. for maybe some golf and a tweet rage later on. But don't worry. Be happy. I predict a calm weekend for these folks, having a nice gettaway at the endangered species dinners, the yacht races in the Arctic and the 40 virgin orgies going on in the deeply bunkered caves of Afghanistan. I mean, they have a great life, and we should, too.

THE SAUDIS GET MILITANT ON THE U.S. DIME

Here's something that didn't make the news on the major networks in the U.S. The new model army for the highly militarily ambitious Saudi regime, loaded down with U.S. military hardware, is the new neighborhood bully. Blockading Yemen, starvation as a weapon. Consolidating power within its own regime with "your fired" ruthlessness ... if what they are doing to their stray princes can be called that ... more "Game of Thrones," actually.


One needs to remember that unlike Redmond, Washington, where headquarters for Microsoft is located, Arizona is a desert, which means water is not plentiful. Consumers have low energy bills, but pay through the teeth for their water, and that groundwater in many places is tainted with all kinds of industrial poisons. So the so-called Valley of the Sun needs another unsustainable completely new city like it needs a hole in the head, or, ground. Sure, Bill, it all looks like paradise at the Biltmore, but as you look over the situation, just realize, things are not what they seem.

I complete my weekend self-bemusement with a review of 40 minutes of new programming provided by major media in America. Now, it looks a little like an outtake from "The Hunger Games." But it's also part truck commercial, park "Fast and Furious," and this guy is so coolly reacting to his situation, like he has absolutely nothing to worry about. "Just casual, not in any big hurry." Who is he talking to, indeed? Anyway, they go through some very exciting sequences. Later, the news readers will tell you they can't imagine why anyone would steal a truck with tools. Then he dumps a giant tool box? Why? Sure saved the local law enforcement authorities a trip to Home Depot some upcoming weekend when it all turns out it was a film school student trying to get a deal as a stunt man. At the end: The real killer. Notice how well dispatched this guy is as tazed. So humane. I am sure many actresses would agree it would be better to be tazed for this audition than to sit another minute on Harvey Weinstein's interview couch. He is tazed by the officer and drops like a rock. Another flatlander hick bites the dust. So humane. So kind. So decent .... Good thing he wasn't black.

BERNIE SANDERS, ONE YEAR AGO TODAY ...

Senator Bernie Sanders issued this statement on Trump’s election: "Donald Trump tapped into the anger of a declining middle class that is sick and tired of establishment economics, establishment politics and the establishment media. People are tired of working longer hours for lower wages, of seeing decent paying jobs go to China and other low-wage countries, of billionaires not paying any federal income taxes and of not being able to afford a college education for their kids—all while the very rich become much richer."

ON NASCAR, ON DONNER PARTY, ON BLITZKRIEG

The good news is all of the Trump voters will be tipping the Valley of the Sun to the west side this weekend. Thus, liberals will be in control everywhere east of Central Avenue in Phoenix. The bad news is the smog created by this gas bag blow out will be wafting back over the city, causing much glass-eyed confusion, possibly headaches, memory loss, for the supposedly enlightened ones rushing home to stew up their farm fresh produce.

P.S. DUE TO SOME LAPSE OF MEMORY, I FORGOT TO RE-PURPOSE ALL BELOW ... STILL, NOTHING GETS WASTED IN THE WASTELAND

Covered Cannabis Con in downtown Phoenix, got the press pass, but missed the Vicente Fox press conference due to the fact I represent fake media. Fortunately, I saw KPNX-TV news reporter Brahm Resnick in attendance, thought: "Thank God, the best and brightest hope for televised local journalism is here. So we've got it covered, anyway." That being the case, Elvis briefly left the building and immersed himself in the land, the sky and the people, which was, in my own strange way, a good method for avoiding the Trump hook (and the problematic issues of Fox's appearance). I went around talking to everyone. Absorbing media materials like a black hole absorbs light. Brought something to the party, asking questions no one seemed to be able to answer. No THC was available on any table at the event. Thank the little plastic baby George Washington! Dumped all my stuff on my bed afterword like a Halloween bag after the hunt, thinking, man, I have never ingested so much sugar in my life! Gotta remember to brush my teeth today.

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Given 24 hours to absorb what the #Metoo movement is about, I can say as a specific issue, it has been remarkably effective campaign on social media. And what I'm wondering is should more pro-active actions be taken, such as "outing" groups to perp-walk these high-profile predators, thus raising consciousness, and on and on it goes. If so, let me know. I can think of a few cases where it not only had an impact the lives of women I once knew, but in being in a relationship with them, found their pain to get over their issues to be too overwhelming to overcome. So even if you are a good guy, would never do that, you are not isolated, considering the staggering number of women who have experienced sexual assault, harassment, etc. Chances are good you'll meet one, maybe get involved, and wham, the lingering PTSD and other impacts will be just another case of instant karma coming to get you, too.

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There's not going to be a World III, other than what's already going on. The members of the one percent don't want to lose their place. Too much money to be made.

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Man, look at what happened to Marilyn Manson. Crushed by a stage prop. Going back to the ancient Greek musician, Terpander, who according to legend was a popular lutist who caught an olive thrown by a fan into his mouth so perfectly he choked on it, performing has always been a dangerous business. If the poverty or the drugs or the fans don't kill you, the set designer will. I think U2 had it right when they went back to basics around 9/11. I think we all have an idea of when the whole thing went bad, when it became about more than music. But, just glancing at this MM news, where giant pistols or something fell on him ... What is going on with our culture? The fine arts equivalent of El Capitan? People, get a grip. Your fantasy football team is set, right? Maybe take a moment and pause for a little reflection. Just whistle, or something, and look up to the sky and ask, "Everything is going to be OK, right?"

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With fond memories of Chaparral High School baseball coach Jerry Dawson, the winningest baseball coach in Arizona high school baseball history, and the guy who reminded the young turks to always put the "We," as opposed to "I," in team. Not that "I" write that way. But "We" shall overcome. Love ya, man. Thank you so much for those hard lessons, way too many wind sprints, and that horrible drill in football, what was it called, "the gauntlet"? We were 8-1-1 as freshmen, and if we'd played another game, would have been 9-1-1. But, O, great gawd of sports stats, don't get me started on the hole numerology thang!

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The last words of Rabellais on a chunk of cement at a bus stop in Scottsdale, Arizona. But for the modern metaphysician on the go, this quote can all be simplified to just gasping one last, "Whatever." Namaste. Have a nice day. Don't feed the animals. But when it comes to your common brothers and sisters, give yourself away.


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