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The Fly in the Ointment

It would be amusing were it not so serious, that people actually believe that Donald Trump, the real estate cheat, is behind this, and that the "agreement" with North Korea was ever his idea. He is challenged to complete a simple, declarative sentence The change in national policy toward North Korea has been in the works for a long time, for many reasons: not least the costs of the current stalemate and of military forces, which now can be diverted to their Iran problem. It consisted of high level discussions, proposals, and position papers created at State, NSC, FBI, CIA, Pentagon, Defense Department, and other entities we probably never heard of. There has been input from think-tanks and important members of Congress. Positions have been revised and statements re-written and hypotheticals resolved, re-written, added to,, argued, debated, examined in detail, and submitted up the ladder, in the highest secrecy. This is the pattern for policy changes that the U.S. government…

We Are Not Amused

While we are amused or horrified by the latest vulgarity, Trump's generals and intelligence strategists have been unleashed in the Middle East, beginning their war with Iran and Russia in the poor little country of Yemen, where 300,000 people now have contracted cholera. Cholera! Nineteen million, nearly half the country's population, have been declared by the U.N. to be in imminent danger of "severe famine," as a result of the incessant bombing of civilians and infrastructure which has destroyed the water and sewage systems, pump stations and wells, hospitals and schools, the electrical grid, the waste disposal system, the entire health system, and the defenseless population of the poorest country in the region. It is a proxy war paid for and weaponized by tax paying citizens of the United States, with Saudi Arabia playing South Vietnam, and the same scenario: the U.S. didn't care what became of Vietnam because it was "only a pawn in their game" of the…

Wake Up!

I fail to understand what it takes to get the American people off their butts to stop this despicable WAR CRIME in Yemen. Nineteen million people--nearly half the country's population--are at risk of severe famine, according to the U.N. and assorted NGOs. More than 300,000 people, many of them children and aged, are infected with cholera. Cholera! 

Incessant and merciless bombing of civilian infrastructure like water lines, pumping stations, and electrical grids has poisoned the water, making it unfit for drinking, cooking, or bathing. This is germ warfare, which is a clear violation of the Geneva Conventions on the laws of war and a crime against humanity. Germ warfare is forbidden! 

The U.S. Government is behind it all with strategy, weapons, and deadly ammunition. Saudi Arabia is our new little South Vietnam, a puppet seeming to pull its own strings. It is costing BILLIONS! Where is the accountability? Where the debate in Congress? Where is the cowardly Media? Where is the antiwa…

Trump Is A Dunce

Think of all those young men dying out there in the sand and blood; and for what? Trump? This posturing wannabe dictator, this know-nothing on a vandalizing mission to destroy the social supports that are the creation of legal compromises between liberals and conservatives for the last 100 years. These men died to save us from the sacrifice of our freedoms to men like Trump and his cronies, billionaires with an extreme lust for power. They are fascists, Nazis, and slavers, and they would return us to the 18-hour workday with child labor included. On Memorial Day, we should remember not only the fallen, but what they died for. My father fought from Normandy to Germany and came back a mustang Captain with a Silver Star. He would roll over in his grave to know that the Nazis are taking over our country.
Nobody ever expected (Cheating) Donald Trump to play by the rules. He never has. He brags about how he doesn't pay taxes, because he knows how to "use" the loopholes. He pay…

Texas, Goddam

A few years ago, I found myself hitchhiking from Brownsville, Texas, to San Antonio for a bus connection to Arizona. I'd just returned from a year in Oaxaca and Chiapas, it was Sunday, banks were closed, and a predatory border capitalist with his trigger finger on the exchange-rate had ruthlessly siphoned too much of my funds; hence the hitchhiking to San Antonio, where I could afford a ticket at least to the border.  I'd sent a heavy sea bag full of books and notebooks ahead to El Paso, where I hoped to pick it up, saving myself from lugging a year of writing across half of Texas, but costing a lot too. In addition, I rolled a 40-lb suitcase and wore a 40-lb pack. It took 24 hours to reach San Antonio, during which I had to defend myself with a two-by-four at 3 a.m. in gangbanger country, against a disturbed pit bull. Later that day, in scorching, desert-like temperatures, thousands of newer cars and trucks filled with white Texans sped by me with jeers, hoots, obscene gesture…

Immoral On the Face of It

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We're all looking for the key to fighting the dictator and his billionaire, fascist cronies. I've settled on the narrative that ours is a moral struggle, and our strategy should be to fight them on the battlegrounds of morality. What they are doing, and what they propose to do, is immoral. Cutting Meals for Wheels, denying the aged their one hot meal, dumping childcare, pre-school care, and after-school care, and destroying public education generally, by putting a dummy billionaire in charge of education with zero experience in education, is immoral. The attack on Social Security, Medicare, and Medicaid is immoral. Ruthlessly rising drug prices is immoral. Congressional complicity with the lobbies of the billionaires is immoral (and illegal). Sending 11 million people back to Latin America is immoral. Building a wall to separate our peoples is immoral. The attack on science is immoral. Restricting the Internet to squelch communication and throttle democracy is immoral. The neg…

The Other Side of Nowhere

an old white woman,
cold in June, heavy-coated and scarfed,  plods South down windy Logan Street in Brooklyn this day the ninth of Eternity. I might or might not  wonder what she's thinking.
a forty-ish thin black man, descendant of slaves, carrying heavy cloth bundle, tacks North on Logan Street through Eternity dragging like an anchor his heavy chain of consciousness. I wonder if he's also thinking how we lost this election too.
Kitty the Cat who belongs to no one-- the black-and-white former feral that hated me when I lived here before-- but who has found a way into my rooms to escape a bullying, adolescent dog, and likes me now that I feed her too much, (I actually stole her away from my archenemy in the next rooms) leaps into the open screened bay window and gazes at the ephemeral passing traffic, an illusion that is never her nowhere; and she couldn't care less whether Bernie wins or Hitler rules.