Justification

Critical Prose & Poetic Commentary regarding UFOs and their astonishing ancillaries, consciousness & conspiracy, plus a PROUD sufferer of orthorexia nervosa since 2005!

Thursday, March 31, 2022

We Toast John Ford



A Toast...
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Hear again: I make this toast 
to he who "waits" to rot or roast...
He who's stripped all civil rights
by criminals... as is their "right."
.
...One we've left to willful predators... 
lawyers, doctorsbad faith creditors! 
Those who smiled and took his home; 
those who labeledshoved him prone!  
Those who "represented" him, 
and in so doing—did him in!
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Those who, even, drove him crazy—
terrified, then scared you lazy! 
Masters of their obfuscations, 
lying with foul osculations, 
the darkest of the glad dark lords—
those who torture our John Ford!
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Yes! They make him out a killer 
(...likely them with bloody hands...), 
and they keep John Ford in lock-down 
as if HE'S the guilty man! 
"They," say that Ford's a horror 
"who's been brought to lawful heel." 
...Though, they say (and do!) 
a lot of things... 
like lie and cheat or steal!
.
John is more than metaphor, 
brought to heel and on the floor... 
awash in "water" to his nose—
stripped of all but prison clothes!
.
He'll lay awake for hearing screams 
of those bereft their cherished dreams. 
Humanity is muted—dulled, 
wishes washed away... annulled.
.
Honored goals sans all potential, 
a victim of the influential; 
very lost and all alone—
to lay awake...
...hear cell-block moans...
.
Perhaps the inmates slap him down 
and treat him like a snitch! 
Perhaps a few've gone "all the way," 
to use him like their bitch! 
Perhaps his life's in danger 
from assassins in the shadow
John Ford must live a hell on earth, 
we're thinking, but we can't know...
.
...Unless, of course, YOU "fall afoul" 
to ask the "man" a question, 
but the answer's "inconvenient" 
so he prosecutes aggression!
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Then, it's YOU to wear Ford's shoes... 
to walk his tortured mile. 
Then it's You who shall not matter, 
stripped of substance, grace—defiled. 
.
Then it's you the "misbegotten" 
the one betrayed and then *forgotten* 
...held apart to suffer hugely... 
played a fool like tools and stooges...
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...Still...we toast Ford's, hapless, innocence... 
We toast this person fallen! 
We toast John Ford—and others—
who are WRONGED and forced chapfallen...
.
We toast these persecuted. 
We toast them one and all—
the ones who have the strength to spit, 
Forced down on knees to crawl. 
We toast courageous Johnny Ford, 
I curse, revealed, his dark realm lords. 
I'd toast the light a trial brings, 
and toast he wins... wins... everything!
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We toast this dissolution 
of corrupt machines and boards; 
We toast a grand new future 
where, at last, John Ford's restored!
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We toast to lost indifference
We toast the truth be told! 
We toast this confirmation 
of injustice we behold!
.
We toast with ardent fervor 
if John slips beneath their waves, 
that his plight is heard by "power"...
Those still free to hear this rave!
Ford's been wronged a long, long time.
...Remains that he is us.
It's two decades and some change.
Release, as HE is US!!
 
We toast the few supporting him; 
We toast that there'll be more! 
We toast that Ford's triumphant... 
...And Yes! Restored and... more!


Rewarded, even! 

Restore John Ford!

Tuesday, March 15, 2022

Political Rebranding As Duplicitous Lifestyle




Political Rebranding 
As Duplicitous Lifestyle
by Alfred Lehmberg


There may be nowhere to constructively “run.” There may be no political “reinvention.” There may be no governmental “3rd way.” There may even be no being politically “independent,” or even the existential entertainment of a serious, if nascent, “third party” in an American political reality. Constitutional Conservative? Tea Party? Never Trumpers? All these ever do is get the wrong guy elected.  

This is but what the GOP does to divorce itself from its ever-fulsome failures. Failures? 

Failures like Nixon, Reagan, The Bush pair, and then mob boss TЯUMP. These fatuously fail, let the Dems save the corporeal day, steal the next election, and then repeat its pre-purposed failure, obstructing all the way in the policylessness of culture war... but always effusively denying the factual history of crime and hypocrisy committed in the name of the Party for an autocratic, psychotic... and then re-invented God (Prosperity Jesus?), to double down on that past failure... rewarding few at the dire expense of the many!

We're a two-party affair, presently, additional parties are only parasites on the bodies of their hosts, weakening one or the other.  ...And “centrism”? That's a laugh if a sad one! 

Can the reader even imagine that David Brooks touted and so then mythical political centrist of his storied yore? “Yeah… sometimes I vote no school lunches and sometimes I vote the kids can eat… you know, for BALANCE”! That’s just not a thing.

No, there is no blame for “Both Sides,” only one side, if one is fair. “Both Sides,” is an invented Brooksian distortion for the fatter cat and its corporate reptiles so they can all read something duplicitously uplifting in the New York Times. 

No, no both sides, only both-sider-isms. Yes.

There is only both-sides fallacious “ism”… an especially obnoxious “ism” cooked up by the most deplorably fascistic people* on the planet to justify their psychopathy, legislate their intolerance, promote their social psychosis, provide for the legitimization of their racism and color supremacy, and legislate their cruel bigotries, sexual and otherwise! That's the plan, and there is (and has been) no foul mendaciousness that this “side” won't sink to, to secure it... no Commandment it won't break! The evidence is there and stark! So stark that it requires no citation.

It gets worse. It would have to, given the conservative’s revolting tactics, and those “tactics” gladly employed by the GOP for decades.

An example? Well, how about their faux accusations of a fatuous and wholly ludicrous “liberal intolerance”? You know, for the regressive proclivities of their mad God-given “Conservatism,” to start! Conservatives forget that they have unconscionably and even criminally maligned those same progressive liberals as America-hating sexual predators and baby-eating Satan Worshipers, by and large, in a lurid if ironic projection one suspects—without so much as a punch-back from offended Dems! 

Democrats loathe punching down, one supposes. Their opposition thrives on it! 

These liberals have been, if altogether baselessly, decried for spurious decades… and to this day, the reader is reminded! To this day and ever apart from ALL evidence!

Remains, the libs can stand tall, still, because none of that diseased wing-nut slander or mendacious libel is REMOTELY true! Really! 

None.  Of.  It! 

Consider... how far did the right ever get to bringing Hillary Clinton down after spending half a billion dollars in 30 years trying to do just that, grabbing the first thing pulled from the air? Such unconscionable waste!

Moreover, liberals can clearly point out that the ballyhooed “intolerance” accused by the whining and whinging conservatives is as misidentified, misused, and misappropriated as is their concept of “patriotism”! See, it’s NOT liberal intolerance! No. How can it be?

Consider this. How is the one who truly aspires to an ascendant, sane, sentient, and socially constructive world view comport herself when confronted with the regressive, insane, insentient, and anti-social opposition we've outlined? In other words, how is this person expected to be tolerant of, say, those openly friendly to the avowed enemies of the United States? How does one countenance, allow for, or incorporate that unconscionable?

Then, how does one get consensus with the glad sexual bigot happy to legislate on the vaginas of complete strangers, unmindful and uncaring of the personal circumstances vexing these people—including rape and incest, all while promoting a systemization providing for the fulsome lack of reproductive health care, as regards those aforementioned vaginas, in the first place

Consider, then, the looming accusations regarding Florida's public school teachers! It's proclaimed they are sexually abusing their students, by way of sentient sex education, vis a vis Governor DeSantis' senselessly toothsome “Don't Say Gay” bill! How does one “make nice” with the person down for that spurious accusation? No... the lack of respect for "personhood" is stupifying, insulting, and horrific in implication. How does one just abide such as summarized? 

Revealed! How does one tolerate the conservative’s easy complacency with regard to our befouled air and water, faith-based religious reactions to evolving communicable diseases, and obvious climate change looming like a rushing freight? How does one sit and break bread with conservatives senselessly voting against their own best interests to elect persons only ever interested in autocracy, authoritarianism, the death of Democracy, but that further enrichment of the plutocratic wolves of the societally parasitic 1%?  One reads where Koch Enterprises still trades with Putin's Russia...

All this, while promoting the “errant Religulous stupid” to exacerbate worsening slave’s wages, unaffordable housing, and nonexistent health care! Actualized, the death of Social Security and Medicare, the manufacture of an unprotected and defenseless citizenry rendered prey to unaccountable transnationals or domestic corporate reptiles, already gravid with racism... a new serf class willing to do anything for anything… and all supported by the rankest Nazism? How does one get “halfway” to any of that?

How is one expected to be in the same room with, say, the glad and unrepentant white supremacist? Finally, where is that progressively extended wish for civility, cooperation, and consensus not taken for weakness by the right—virulently attacked for same by the opposition outlined, that opposition, of course, not remotely interested in consensus or cooperation, at the start? 

"Centrist" Obama provided for every example of this in HIS eight-year slog with that same disingenuous “opposition.” He wanted to work with them and they gave him the finger. Cut and print.

Another example? Consider the constructive concepts of a sensible “political correctness” of the golden rule, “woke” consciousness leading to sensible conscience, or even a “critical race theory” exploring how racism might be institutionalized and codified... cooked into the DNA of our Nation and so therefore much more resistant to be able to change from it! Worth a look and the aspiration for same, eh?  

But, no! These are all sentient initiatives distorted and weaponized by the “right” to cement their unconstructive, futureless, and democracy-withering racist autocracies! Verily, these Conservative initiatives to degrade, deride, and otherwise defile constructive liberal initiatives of good faith defy any toleration, actually. No… This writer points out that there can be no toleration of rabies, either!

Better political minds than this writer’s (lookin’ at you, DG&BG!) further point out that there can be no "both sides" to the Edmund Pettus bridge! See, one “side” of working United States citizens wanted to vote unmolested in free and fair elections. The other “side” was opposed to that. Where is the “middle” ground? Where is that sensible center? Where are Both sides at fault?

Clearly! They haven’t and they DON’T! 

One side MAY be flawed, honored reader, but the other side is decidedly FUBAR, a morass of mythical bigotries and so wholly unrecognizable as a political entity of competence, reasonability, and sanity that belief ” is wholly buggered! Subsequently, it handily and certifiably disqualifies itself from all governance down to “road-kill guy”—so must be removed from the body politic like a burst appendix… and for the same reasons! Voted out, impeached, or arrested and charged!

As has been pointed out before by the alluded to Driftglass: if the reader looks around the bus they’re on and the barechested driver is wearing buffalo horns and sports a TЯUMP back tattoo… if there are Nazis to the left of you or supremacists to the right… if there’s a low chant of “blood” and “soil” thrumming busily around you like toxic gas? Well, you might be, like your chosen company or troop, a conscious-less traitor and conscience-less drooling prolapse of a human being, yourself

Take a different bus. Save yourself... and the rest of us.

See, and ironically, “Intolerance” is what YOU are, have been, and will continue to be! Newt “trained” you and Rush fed you the toxic ammunition! That ammunition is still funded and forthcoming by the likes of Mr. Koch, Sean, Laura, and Tucker! 

See, you are the obstacle to humanity’s aspiration to greatness! Your claim to the higher moral ground, moreover, is as ludicrous as it is unsupportable and as tedious as it is hypocritical! That’s plain as a face’s nose… you know, that thing you’d cut off for happy spite just to “own the libs”

No Lipstick for pigs. Porcine is as porcine does. We know this. Indubitably! You're the owned snowflake!

Resolved: “Conservatives” are the problem, the dysfunction, and they must shoulder the lion’s share of the blame for all our woes! More lipstick is righteously denied. 

Centrism’s both-sidery? It’s a craven and self-interested money-loving so pecuniary lie of miscreants, cheats, and scurvy thieves. Pigs and lipstick, remember? Besides! They admit this, themselves! [28 million and change, hits!]

See, this is what you can do, believing the baseless rumors while ignoring the cited facts, with your invented Prosperity Jesus' glabrous indulgences, eh? All that’s said mindful of a certain political correctness while aspiring to be as woke as a big bag of French dark roast! This writer spits in that triggered eye and charges for the wash!

It can even, reader, be boiled down all the way to the flawed if sensible... and its inexplicably honored opposition... the wholly insensible, wildly inconsistent, markedly hypocritical, decidedly racist and anti-science, baldly bigoted and anti-American, then even treasonous... opposition! Or, that with which the centrist would have us find "common ground..."

Critical Race Theory? That’s but a truth we’re all going to have to embrace... better sooner than later, n'est ce pas? All that said? 

Gylany! Learn it. Know it. Live it. Love it! Restore John Ford! Read on!
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*Newt Gingrich & ilk, David Brooks & ilk, Rush Limbaugh & ilk, a plethora of wing-nut billionaires of descending magnitude, the whole of the GOP, FOX News, OAN, NewsMax, ...this list is interminable... and consummately vile.

Wednesday, February 23, 2022

Finding's Looking



Outside, I couldn't see "them," 
so then went inside again... 
occluded by my thoughts 
on "what they are."
Occlusion was depression,
This was what some "clouds" can do...
Ignoring, in their hubris...
"moving stars." 
I reflected on the hiding 
of this "thing" so large or vast ... 
exceeding any measure 
of a section or a class
and the suffocation's woeful 
like I'm underneath some heel; 
the atmosphere is cloistered 
like I cannot "breathe" or "feel"...
.
Do I feel... imposition 
that the sky somehow projects? 
The clouds becomes a metaphor 
for: "that you shan't detect"? 
So then, cut off by malevolence 
to the fullness of one's life (!), 
we feel withered, drawn, emulsified
or whittled by its knife...
...
...
"Craft" leap and dance 
behind those clouds (!), 
each one a different color, 
 it's like color in a spectrograph, 
but then wider, Brighter—FULLER!! 
...See, these boil ultra-violet! 
Then, they simmer infrared! 
They churn in colors one shan't see! 
One's mind is blown instead!
...
...
Still, I'm sans all "observation" 
under soggy, humid clouds. 
There's a harshness to the "atmosphere" 
which, then, foams uncalled for... ...doubt...
.
I shall not spread my human arms, 
and cleave the heavens unalarmed 
while... "fathers" of convenient "place" 
destroy my planet for their "faith"?!
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Things aren't the way 
we thought they were 
while hidden by those clouds, 
mon frère!
Everything is out of locus, 
has no meaning... is sans all focus!
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This drives that "look with longing" 
for some "easy answers," friend! 
It makes one want to go along
give in, and just pretend ... 
that "we are but alone in space"! 
We are IT! Just usOUR RACE (?!), 
and we, of course ("creation's jewel"), 
are not just gangs of... grinning ghouls!
.
...We have substance, we have smarts
we have sense ... Friend, we have hearts
That we would have a spotless spirit 
or make some aspiration near it? 
That justice is, most times, at hand (!)... 
that freedom's where we make that stand?
...But not the kind from autocrats,
their lumpen fools... or plutocrats!
 .
Those neo-con's need high-colonics... 
...for FASCIST's sickness—sadly chronic!
.
...Clinton was a vapid cheater 
who betrayed his only wife 
(...but produced a healthy kid, yet, still!)... 
with no additions to our strife.
I preferred him, even knowing 
he's the left arm of some "beast," 
he didn't take my money, 
or kill my friends, at least! 
He didn't cut school lunches 
while he lauded "family values"! 
...And he didn't cleave the country twain 
for "profit" or "what have you"!
.
Now, Reagan ruined Carter, 
Bush's lies would heap that stage... 
TЯUMP's massive trickle "ups" of bucks 
should fill us all with rage!  
It's these monsters who were "cheated" 
t'would be breaking down our doors—
dragged to bloody streets become 
a "vicious killing floor"...!  
Though, THEY ...our "erstwhile 'statesman,'" 
these just OOZE benign neglect
While Clinton "was an Ogre"?  
Why... 'cause he liked his penis wet?!
.
...Now we stand beyond all help 
for actions made by Bush's whelp, 
a dry-drunk sans all nuanced sense, 
"deserting twice from combat," yes!
.
All this, extant, while stars explode 
and flying saucers swoop and glow... 
but travel in their way, mysterious—
pulsing through our skies, imperious!
.
Reality's a fevered scream! 
Do space-folk dream more "cosmic" dreams... 
in manners we shall not determine? 
We don't grok! That's predetermined!
.
Everyday *these* people pray 
for unborn babies, "save their day," 
but once they're born (?!) 
forgot, forlorn... 
...they better feel that Christian horn!
.
Or? "Reviled and shut out from life—
a victim's "double standard" strife... 
These took their licking, 
kept on "ticking," 
so fill our jails, 
barely flinching!"
...
Wait a moment! What is this?
Depression's wane? A shot at bliss? 
...

...Yes, blown away those clouds, glad fate (!!!), 
Sky's clearing saw "Orion's" gait! 
...He strode across the starry sky 
like flying diamonds, soaring high!
.
...And there, beside huge Betelgeuse, 
a -flicker- blinked alive, abstruse (!), 
to swim so grandly predawn air—
a UFO was blandly there!
.
...Just a point of light that moved
my glass dispels a plane with crew... 
the circle of unblinking light 
moves WEST against a starfield, bright!
...And I saw it, it was there (!), 
moving weirdly here to... "where"?! 
Flashing lights in nonattendance!! 
Breaking major laws ...some business!
.
See, no "flash" to its position? 
Well, its "flash" avoids collision
One's flashing light's, of needs, required
"colliding planes" are not desired!
See, it's "wrong" when you can't see these; 
By law, light's measured 
flash— 
proceeds, these...
port and starboard's red and green's 
required light, so more, it seems!
UFOs shan't have these lights
Announcing presence there at night...
.
...So, oft times then, these are hidden... 
by some tyranny of clouds, unbidden! 
Though now, it* can be seen so plain 
sans ragged/rancid doubt's refrain!!  
The sky is mind perceived as such 
...but filled with more than "stars," yes, MUCH!
...Though, awash in contradictions 
you're betrayed... strange "interdictions."
Impositions with agenda
Inefficacious, so not a friend... yeah... 
...
Anomaly unmasked, by Thor!
...(Your god of choice where less is more)... 
but, this is why you "sign your contract"!
The future is an autodidact!
It builds from what has gone before,
...from what was which we might deplore! 
At present it has black-paned windows 
and exploding hidden doors, akimbo! 
Still, digging up the truth-soaked ground 
is what we should be doing, proud
Do it 'fore it "needs" it, friend! 
It's our honor at the end!




  • When you look? You find! Sincerely!
  • Restore John Ford!
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* — that... those. Them. Them, plain as spots on apples replete in history, and seven anxious categories of same.

Saturday, January 22, 2022

Will Penna... Teacher.




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Will Penna, our very affectionately known and constructively original Beat/Hip/Raver, has passed from us.

Of one Will Penna we shall observe at this time that when the cutting edge of our human experience provoked the “Beat” initiative and we all began to suspect that what was offered up by our niggardly culture-du-jour was inefficacious, at best, Will Penna was Beat

When, with a little help from friends, humanity began pushing the envelope of our culture into what was intellectually revolutionary and “Hip,” Will Penna was Hip

When the pushback from a lumpen establishment thwarted humanity’s exploration into itself creatively, philosophically, and educationally in that culture, so, provoking our rage’s rave, Will Penna was a Raver.

Will Penna, and clearly, was at the incisive edge and forefront of our humanity’s constructive desire to know itself, fully. He “understood,” and he could transfer that understanding. He was this writer's 
entirely giving teacher.

Generations of young women and men, to include this writer, would come to know the judiciousemboldening, and knowledgeable efficacy of Will Penna’s educational lanterns, and these lives would be enriched and enlivened by them. This writer was.

We would all go forward, then, into the trials and travails of our lives and, to some degree, reproduce that efficacy alluded to, and that Will Penna modeled like a complete and utter gentleman without agenda of any kind... if one was worthy... That was a "worthiness" on the individual and not from Will Penna's judgment. This writer was efficaciously encouraged to that aspiration.

We countless women and uncounted men would be more complete and whole citizen “beings” as a result, if we could hear the music. This person aspired to hear.

We are a better Nation and better humanity for Will Penna’s selfless contribution as a friend and educator to all of us knowing him. It’s a little darker now, unquestionably, for his passing. He was this writer’s “Mr. Chips.”

Additionally, Will Penna was a 21st Century man providing for a more expansive and complete definition for same. Before Will Penna, gender "laws" were written in disingenuous, uninformed, and unsupported stone for this writer. Will Penna was a sensible change agent for all that.

Will Penna was among the first to provide for this writer a model and example for one's manhood, where not womanhood, exemplifying humanity’s existential reality as a dazzling collection of multifaceted, individual, and highly original human beings. Many of these will be persons perhaps charged by Will Penna with an ability to aspire to be something greater, then... greater than they might have otherwise thought themselves to be, otherwise, without the influence of one Will Penna. This writer’s life would have taken a different path, sans Will Penna’s impact on him, decidedly, and he is, therefore, grateful for that impact. This writer would not change a thing.

Will Penna revealed to a listener that most “difference” was to be honestly explored, not avoided or dismissed to placate the unreasoning and unsubstantiated fears of those unfairly canted and hypocritically disingenuous; those with tacit so self-interested agendas to grind. Will Penna typified intelligent courage in the face of unreasoning fear

Will Penna presumed earnest responsibility-taking as the ready remedy to toxic cultural indifferences and bigotries. Will Penna practiced, and selflessly by this writer's measure, a higher grade of love to be prosecuted in the place of reasonless hatreds, superstitions, and those lurid bigotries. He was this writer’s “Plato.”

Will Penna was organized and objective. Will Penna was constructive and comprehensive. Will Penna was as flexible as he was acceptable, and he as was as specific as he was thoughtful. These are defining teacher’s qualities taught by this writer in military service academies, and, to high nines, he was every one of them. He was certainly one of this writer’s brighter inspiring lights to aspiration and meaningful self-actualization, an aggregate efficacy spanning 73 years, thus far. Will Penna was one of the brighter sentient lights to an "aggregate human efficacy" one was encouraged to aspire to.

Will Penna is gone from this plane, now, of biological needs and for the unavoidable cause. It remains that he will be living on a long time in the constructive memories of those he had touched but who will never know of his passing, as we have. A sentient seeker and intrepid cosmic explorer, Will Penna was this writer’s personified "Mr. Natural."

Moving, now, far beyond what the rest of us see as far before them… and so now, justifiably, having no time for those he leaves behind, understandably… Will Penna currently dines with Kafka, McKenna, Leary, and Krishna... is plugged into the unguessable and unknowable multiverse beyond all "imagination" and mere causal "understanding"; the one he'd journeyed to, arrived at last. 

It remains here with us that Will Penna lived an efficaciously colorful life, touching too many memories to count, in the best possible and most productive ways conceivable... or not! That's the corporeal existential as that crow flies...That is this writer's assessment. We pause to remember what we can, where we can, and how we can.

Will's was a life well-lived... a life to be admired and feted. We're, all of us, better for him having been here. He was, finally, for almost 60 years, this writer’s friend, and who this writer still wants to be when he grows up.

Adios, Mr. Penna.






Sunday, January 16, 2022

"Why so... Angry"



"Why so... Angry"
by Alfred Lehmberg

We've been raped... 
abused, confined... 
by our culture—skin and mind! 
Better contracts could be had!  
Bug-Eyed Monsters! Not so bad?

  • Perhaps, not so bad! Abused, is, after all, abused! We endure plenty of that from our own brother and sister human beings! Yea and verily!

  • How much worse could a Bug-Eyed Monster be, gentle reader, beyond the contrived human hubris that they'd condescend to lay their eggs in our abdomens or even flay us for our adrenal glands... but then we'll remember those teased-up nicotine eggs laid in lungs of lay humanity by our respected "captains of industry," its legions of cruel facilitators (read stockbrokers and supporters in Congress) AND our *elected* leaders selling known harm, clear and present, because, well... cash!  Don't these feed upon lay humanity like lurid alien predators on terrestrial prey? Are we not our own bug-eyed monster?

  • Sigourney Weaver, in the character of Warrant Officer Ellen Ripley in the movie ALIEN, said it best. "I don't know which of us is worst," she observed to her evil corporate antagonist, Carter Burke. "You don't see [the aliens] screwing each other over for a percentage!"

  • A ...Percentage...
  • Lately, one of the more intellectually flaccid and portentous blogging popinjays speculated aloud, defusively, as to what it was people like me might have to be so damned "angry" about... [pause for forced laughter]!

  • "...angry"! "...So angry." "...What's the anger for"? ...Wonders this smirking cyber-imp or centrist pretender from Klasskurtxia, this reflex rationalist—this bothersome bothsiderist... like it was our problem, at the start! 

  • This pompous knee-jerk reductionist whey-face. This stealthy half-dried net-weasel and reproductionist joit-head. This non-progressive and slack-jawed scientistic (sic) flat-earther and errant mal-appropriated hyper-Cartesian bug-bear... Not name-calling. Assessment!

  • Has it ever occurred to the reader that this anger as alluded to (as unjustified) is ever brought up in these "dialogues" (as a dismissible negative, that is)... only to broach faux-"concern" about the "anger" of such... but have no intention of actually discussing the suggested (itemized, validated, and legitimized!) reasons for that anger! ...Justification for said anger! Grounds for said anger! Motivation and Rationale for said anger! Cause, Basis, and Explanation for said anger, forgetting honest apology! An anger's raison d'être, reader! The question is begged: are there ever reasons for "anger"?

  • Great suffering and most barragrugous ZOT!  Of course, some anger is justified! Those who would suggest that it is not, out of hand, do so only to obfuscate and confound the salient issues around that anger and retreat from responsibility for same!

  • My anger is anger decidedly well-couched, honored reader! Honed in decades of consideration in continued service, selflessness, and a considered aspect (...I've lied to or stolen from no one, as that bird flies, and I aspired to follow the data even as it gored my own ox...). 

  • This "dismissed as unfounded and inappropriate" anger has ever been expressed as it could be expressed... in any manner that a 21st Century Computer revolution might provide to even the most minimally creative... eh? Present!

  • Of purposed Word, Image, Motion Picture, and Song innocently produced and displayed? That well-canted critic crippled by uninformed bias and a faux-cautious cant can just... eat me... you know?

  • Specifically where, the reader might ask, "Where is your anger described, in any way, as justified... really, in the existential? Where is it writ large that you harbor anger?" Fair question! 


  • Well, first remember that this writer is a 74-year-old person with global experience, is retired military, and is a combat vet with an accredited college education. The writer has become aware of some of the primary histories starting as far back as 4 Billion BCE. Small hyperbole. This writer has been to all the requisite events and dog fights so has the shirts.

  •  The "sleeper has awakened" in the nondescript and casual sense of the phrase, to be sure... but awake is woke... and wait!

  • Let's all take a moment in digression to remember a world where "political correctness," as that bird started its flight, began as a sane reflection about not having one’s go-to reaction to some adjacent person as being an insensitive and uninformed prick, first-round fired, but a person, instead, who took a moment to consider another’s validated sensibilities before acting out the usual nasty quilled and so earnest toxicity... Now, let's regard that new trigger word, “Woke.”

  • “Woke” had its provenance as a thoughtfully empathetic initiative to consider a metacognition’s regarded overview on “consciousness,” and how that might go a long way towards healing needlessly exacerbated divides. This suggests encouragement for one’s discovered-as-productively-profoundconscience”... aspiring, it might follow, to a new “conscientiousness,” right? Actually doing unto others as they'd be done unto, in other words. 

  • How are these not constructive initiatives? How are these not even Christian ones... ...Islamic, Hindu, Buddhist, and Wiccan, too, in equal measure? Digression concluded.

  • Awake is "woke," in the now better understood de-weaponized and non-triggering understanding of that word... then? For the shorter grand tour of one's iterated justifications for an anger suggested as justified: start here, then go here. Evaluate this very highly accessed piece. Review this epic historical perspective, called "Ink and Stone," parts IIIIII, and IV. Complete this small survey course for a cameo of my anger here and then review and sum-up by skimming backward, starting here.  I suspect I have some small justification for the taciturn.

  • The reader need not content themselves that there is an anger which might be dismissed as inappropriate and unfounded... by proclamation, only! No. Here were citations for anger which shall not be so casually dismissed. Indeed, an entire (and uncontested) dissertation for that anger exists at AlienView.net, alienviewgroup.blogspot.com, and at other locations, as pointed out. Like I said, the unrepentant and unresponsive slack-jaw critic with a self-interested and reflexively dismissive agenda can just... ...eat me, as was admonished above. I'm a writer... a masterless Ronin. Moreover, my loose small-caliber cannon was always fine when it was in the reader's service. 

  • That's right. Your garden variety and poorly explicating pundit regarded is a coward, frankly, a coward who questions anger while airily ignoring clear justification for same! 

  • Why, it might even be said after review and reflection that I have been remarkably constrained in that anger... see, it's not my reasoned, reasoning, and reasonable anger at issue so much as it is the errant and self-serving gaslightery of a disingenuous and guilty-of-what's-accused opposition providing only for his convenient and self-serving contrariness... to fan the tank bottom! Why aren't they angry? ...And they are, reader! Their rages are but the predicted wage of their hypocrisy, their mendacity, their cowardice, and their psychopathy—thwarted, resisted, and denied. 

  • Yes—dim-bulbed nay-bob and insentient nym-rod. I'm angry. Now go review why. You have the references.  Oh, and by the way.  That's just some of the history.  There are current events, too! Review those over here

  • Where it's required and appropriate? Well, I've already given those instructions, twice

Friday, December 24, 2021

On This Rock Called Home

Remembering Harry Reid,
A Fighter in every sense!

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I have a mind, so I don't dream... 
the "saucers," then, that I have seen: 
those which haunt our all-time skies 
while custom forces downcast eyes!  
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See, learning "blindness" early on—
and taught, perhaps, 
that "right" was "wrong"?
I was a-cringe beneath the "lash"... 
so I would "hide" what I could "catch"...
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Few are fond of your good fortune.
Most endure their own misfortune. 
There is toil and travail...
whereas much of it's beyond the pale...
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See, if true that folks 
"refine" for "struggle," 
why're they bustin' all their knuckles?
Leave Something left to heal, even...
Leave Something real to believe in...  
Learn to COP*! It sets us free!
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...But we don't cop! Our science blind, 
it struts around too proud, contrived... 
pontificates it has some answers—
falling short; now, 
there's a "chancre"!
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..."Keep too many?" No. "Pick and choose!"—
"Select from hungry multitudes"... 
Those who "cower" and "obey" 
for crumbs of bread 
by which they're paid!
Feed them "rules" to take on "faith"; 
mislead that "faith moves mountains," Babe!
Mendaciousness revealed as scriptural
Mythologies "some" take for literal...
Making for a hell on Earth...
Blowing it, for what that's worth... 
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Make folks fund your "costly" wars 
Dismiss a sentient "less-is-more."  
Be... "unaware" that we could save... 
the Earth, it seems, if we'd be brave; 
if, for "a while," we'd parent ONCE**... 
or be revealed: a viral dunce!
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Many persons "reach" and "scratch" 
for "grasp" they cannot "touch" or "catch." 
In no way safe, though few will know that; 
few make "good," and most just suck scat. 
See, those are not the "chosen people"—
chosen by dark priests 'neath "steeples"... 
steeples built but to "survive," 
to further "ends" their "priests" contrive...
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Our "Existential's" misconstrued
reality has come unglued!  
See, it won't matter in the end... 
who had what... but what you'd been!  
It won't matter who was "rich," 
but where you were the hypocrite!
Still, there's love... and hope you had some,
sans regrets and those sad outcomes...
living in your made-up "tunnels
delivered by religious "funnels"...
Yes... we were folks who came to know 
the toxic fruits of thought control...
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Still, it's you combating entropy, 
and THAT'S OUR VALUE, can't you see
You're the one who contrives to know 
the universe's warp and flow
You complicate simplicities! 
You obviate the "heat death", see?!
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And that's the ticket bothers "them"—
see, this restricts their choices, then! 
Folks get hungry, make "demands" 
(...demanding more respect!), and then
their white-bread world crumbles down, 
elitist folk start wearing frowns; 
see, they're losing wealth 
like webless spiders—
grinning "justice" spreading wider!
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These prosecute their "party-line" 
to keep, in place, ill loot confined! 
All that loot and all those powers 
keeping their sweet lives in towers... 
...Graced by winds most never see 
their eyes cast down... 
and from bruised knee...
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This is why they hide the saucers,
 drill more oil, or pump up "knockers." 
This is why they obfuscate, 
mourn "burned flags," or play on hate
This is why the "right" holds sway 
to do its will and have its way
This is why we stay alone 
upon this rock we call our home!
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That's always been the work you'd do, 
though, some preclude your value, true; 
so, you're bereft of time to think, 
to ask some questions—raise a stink! 
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Like, ask them why they don't pay taxes... 
ask them why our market crashes! 
Ask them why our children starve 
while their fat "cats" get caviar
Ask them why we're lost in space. 
Demand of them explained disgrace! 
Yeah, query why the goose's gravy... 
ain't been like the gander's, lately!
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This is when we'll ask those questions 
moving us to new progressions! 
Then we'll search at long, long last, 
those answered questions from the past... 
a tragedy of errant men 
who burned the truth confounding them
so served themselves in grievous ways 
compelling, now? Horrific days!
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We aspire to soar and cleave 
from an errant way's unjust "disease."  
We deserve a richer life 
of satisfaction sans most strife!  
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The "kingdom" is at hand, you see; 
it's up to us, but off our knees
as what was once "so far before..." 
is now behind you... if you "soar."
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Humanity lacks all humility 
where we lack all humanity...


"I cleave the heavens 
and soar to the infinite.
...And while I rise 
from my own globe to others
And penetrate ever further 
through the eternal field,
That which others saw from afar... 
I leave far behind me." 
 
-- GIORDANO BRUNO, burned at the stake 
for leaving far behind what others 
couldn't even see in front of them
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Restore John Ford!
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*To admit error, make reparation, or atone.
**Where one really wants to save the planet, they sire once or not at all for a couple of generations, but stop living like a cancer on the skin of the world! Problem solved. See, less IS more!

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