Making something illegal, doesn’t prevent it from happening, it merely sets up a mind construct for control, profit and manipulation, violence and death.
Especially if you are the head muckity muck in the Executive Execution branch, manipulating and infecting the diseased and dying Judicial and Legislative branches being a sparrow hawk, flitting around the media offshoot, to tweet your alleged innocence.
Before actually being charged with a crime. If you do not do anything wrong you can not get caught.
Am quite sure Stephon Clark would have liked the same protracted public prosecution to prove that he was only carrying a cell phone.
Perhaps he was trying to tweet that before getting shot at 20 times, landing (brutally piercing) 6 (six) in the BACK.
“Stephon Clark was shot and killed on the evening of March 18, 2018, by two officers of the Sacramento Police Department in Sacramento, California, United States.
The officers were looking for a suspect who was breaking windows in the Meadowview neighborhood, and confronted Clark, an unarmed 22-year-old African-American man whom they found in the yard of his grandmother’s house, where he resided.”
– Wikipedia
RIDICULOUS ONLY HAVE CELL PHONE
NO GUN, OBVIOUSLY NO GUN FOUND
Was just inside at grandmas having pie
Unfair, delivering justice on an instant whim WHY TURN OFF SOUND ON BODY CAMERAS ? If you do not do anything wrong you can not get caught.
*”My lifeblood spills over……..”
*Rush “2112”
“Half penny, two penny, ashes to dust
The almighty dollar says
“In God we trust”
Justice for money
How much more can I pay
We all know it’s the American Way”
– Styx
“Half penny, Two penny”
Priorities
Stephon Clark shot to death for allegedly breaking windows. Seems a tad harsh.
(For the sake of argument, windows can be replaced. Unlike breaking up families at the border as is the administration’s immigration policy, might be a little harder to fix, or replace if they can be reunited at all.)
DJT rewriting the tax code so he has more and you have less is stealing.
Those white collar criminals sure are savvy sunsabitches aren’t they??
Theft is theft, right? An election perhaps, so immediate family can manipulate international policy (Qatar) geared towards clearing up “Inside Man” style. Pretty Kushy deal.
“As a result, Kushner should have fully recused himself from participating in US foreign policy matters involving Qatar,” wrote an ethics expert for CNN this March.
Kushner was key in advising Trump on the U.S. response to the blockade of Qatar by its Saudi and United Arab Emirates only a month after the Kushner Cos. unsuccessfully solicited funding from the Qatar finance minister for the 666 Fifth Ave.”
https://www-haaretz-com
Or altering up another country’s tariff that they might (okay, actually did) loan (give) you money on the sly to keep a business afloat.
“Then there is a darker imputed motive, based on the fact that a Chinese state-controlled company loaned US$500-million to an Indonesian theme park that will feature hotels, a golf course and a residence branded with the Trump name. The news came just days before the President’s tweet.
Coincidence or not, it looks bad because Mr. Trump refuses to divest himself of his business interests.”
– www-theglobeandmail-com.
Oops
Where is the Sacramento police to stop those crimes?
Nevermind they’re too trigger happy around guys carrying cell phones.
This is just as good as any place to drop in once again Ayn Rand’s law quote.
“Did you really think we want those laws observed?” said Dr. Ferris. “We want them to be broken. You’d better get it straight that it’s not a bunch of boy scouts you’re up against…
We’re after power and we mean it… There’s no way to rule innocent men. The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals.
Well, when there aren’t enough criminals one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws.
Who wants a nation of law-abiding citizens? What’s there in that for anyone?
But just pass the kind of laws that can neither be observed nor enforced or objectively interpreted – and you create a nation of law-breakers – and then you cash in on guilt.
Now that’s the system, Mr. Reardon, that’s the game, and once you understand it, you’ll be much easier to deal with.”
― Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
“People want me to make fun of Sean Hannity tonight, but I just could not do that,” she said. “This dinner is for journalists.”
– Michelle Wolf
Integrity supercedes “legality”
Can you say Daniel Elsburg?
Pen……ta……gon Pa……pers.
If the Vietnam War was going
On today, Sean Hannity would
Not want any whistle blowers
Around saving lives, cause the
Information is “Classified”, boy
He sure tried to keep his name
Classified, so no one would know
How much he was on the
Proverbial take and why every
Story was pro Trump and Cohen
Which is when you realize Sean
Is a propagandist not a journalist
Fox news is definitely trying to
Force the truth rabbit down
The Orwellian memory hole.
Deceptively distributing dialogue
In conversational cups of Kool-aid
To a ceaseless stream of sycophants
Which is not to say lives are at stake
Like they were in Vietnam per se
But rather the fragility of your sanity
As you are subjected to it constantly
Because 45 may or may not have
Colluded with Russia or perhaps to
Pay back some loans he defaulted on
We will never know or definitively prove
Like whom may have shot Kennedy
What really happened to 3 NY buildings
(That Rudy quickly shipped off to China,
Recycled evidence is hard to sift through)
Or nonexistent planes in DC and PA
All being completely lost in the ether
* “The answer is blowing in the wind”
And why as an allegedly civil society
We can’t stop the proliferation of WMD’s
A gun or an assult rifle is a WMD too
Feed and house the homeless and
Take care of all our fellow space travelers
However, what we do know is that
His leadership is not really leadership
It is riding a “brand” that had an image
Of lifestyles of the rich and famous
Propagated into a TV reality *porn “star”
Feeding an illusion he was successful
That kept non-pinks out of his buildings
Mal-reported revenues cheating taxes
Objectified, assaulted women, allegedly
Very sure he violates the vocabulary
Definitely destroys decent dialogue
Confuses chaotic content for context
And finally since this went off the rails
Superficiality supercedes normality
Or reality
Or humanity
Or humility
*
“How many roads
must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas
must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times
must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend,
is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, and how many years
can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years
can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times
can a man turn his head
And pretending that he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend,
is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, and how many times
must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears
must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths
will it take ’til he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend,
is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind”
– Bob Dylan
* Porn:
3 : the depiction of acts in a sensational manner so as to arouse a quick intense emotional reaction.
– m-w.com
While
It may be entertaining to
Sit back and watch the show
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
His dialogue degrades civility it also
Races to the bottom of depravity
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
Rome is burning and the
Institutions are collapsing
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
No one is actually harmed
By childish name calling
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
A money grab thru tax reform
Might be easy, legal and unnoticed
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
Half the cost of the weapons used
On Syria could have fixed Flint’s pipes
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
Out of the womb fetuses are aborted
From classrooms, that could be stopped
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
While
As emperor king you solely try to decide
Who can enter your fiefdom or thief dumb
One, must ask themselves
If that was me as President
Would I behave like that?
Mean
While
As long as the economy keeps plugging along, it’s a laissez-faire free for all, so we consume everything the corporations can kick out of their factories with higher and higher prices.
To the same degree that health care turns malignant and education is dumbed down.
Fueled in every household by the telescreens playing out the suspense, drama, comedy, tragedy whodunit mystery with constant chaotic commentators, some giving clues, some distracting from same clues.
With the bulk of the content provided by the same advertisers. On eve channel.
The big ones sponsoring every angle by friends, hoping to get in the last word before the eleventh hour spinning around 360 degrees, separated in 60 minute increments, before getting all tuckered out from the calamity in the shadows.
“Since Trump became president, cable news networks have enjoyed strong ratings. With late-breaking news from Washington seemingly a daily occurrence,”
– Forbes
By calling it news, we can only delude ourselves that we are being informed. If “news” was called “speculation and hyperbole”, which is closer to the truth.
The collective would realize they are simple pawns in an unwitting game of consumerism.
“You guys are obsessed with Trump. Did you used to date him? Because you pretend like you hate him, but I think you love him.
I think what no one in this room wants to admit is that Trump has helped all of you. He couldn’t sell steaks or vodka or water or college or ties or Eric, but he has helped you.
He’s helped you sell your papers and your books and your TV. You helped create this monster, and now you’re profiting off him.
And if you’re going to profit off Trump, you should at least give him some money, because he doesn’t have any.”
– Michelle Wolf
Guess we could kind of blame MTV, Ozzy, Sharon, Jack and Kelly for initiating this pseudo reality watchable train wreck, smoke and mirrors, faux danger, debilitating distraction into a heady conglomeration tangled and torn spool of fishing line so messed up there is no place to start to maybe straighten it out, without tossing in the towel and buying a new reel to begin anew.
Trumping all other reality shows merely by its 24/7 programming ad nauseum schedule. Regurgitated and repeated. Feeding the narcissistic nightmare beast, a daily diet of exaggerated inflated incompetent ego.
“Open spaces in shopping center walls
Middle class man middle class land
Clean enough to be a family affair
Nice place to take wide eyed child
Controlled climate temperate zones
Neat little shops all laid out
Everything by sale
By cash or plastic
Price not negotiable but payment is
Different junk man different junk
Spend some money buy some more”
“Put on blinders
Dull the senses
Who’s worth more
than money they spend?
Sky scraper buildings
Corporate corridor office suite
Executive board high finance
Big businessman suit
Not stained by sweat or blood
Using money like perfumed water
Sophistication smiles
Hide stain and decay
Realistic decisions
In columns and ledgers
Dividing profits among themselves
Spoils of war are spoils of war
Says Junk Man owner of the junk
Grafitti Man’s got something to say
Message in a scrawl message on the wall
Down with bosses
No more bosses
Something’s gotta change
Something’s gotta change”
– John Trudell
“Graffiti Man”
No Bell
Need be rung.
Regardless the mindless chants (No-bel, No-bel, Nobel, Nobel) of the easily manipulated, who must also believe in Tinker Bell, Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, and Dumbo’s magic feather.
Those, that can also be easily caught up in an Orwellian two minutes hate of “lock her up”, “lock her up”, shift easily like a well oiled weather vane in a light breeze.
If you broker a “peace” deal through insults, arrogance, manipulation, hyperbole and fear, that, is neither peaceful or a deal. Merely an optics moment of one tyrannical bully out maneuvering another tyrannical bully.
Not to mention, 45 hasn’t even gotten involved yet. Save being in the “enemy of my enemy is my friend” category.
As his rhetoric was putting the south in a perilously precarious position of being circumstantially wiped out, by geography.
Laying out his mad man prick waving, “my nuclear button is bigger than your nuclear button” adolescent small dick fear insecurities.
A petulant president vs. “Rocket Man”
Like the presidential peace prize recipients Roosevelt, Wilson, Carter and Obama, who could also, all have been charged as war criminals ought not to have gotten any prize with the word “peace” in it.
“Perhaps the most profound issue surrounding my receipt of this prize is the fact that I am the commander-in-chief of a nation in the midst of two wars,”
– Barack Obama
– Reuters.com
Perhaps 45 should be given * “the all-being master of time, space and dimension” award.
Then he could retire, having accomplished everything possible that is possible, go home and go golfing.
Wear an “I made the cosmos great again” hat. Putter around on a golf cart. Call his “friends” @ Fox who won’t have to kindly kick him off the air to salvage his reign.
Granted, we will have Pence for a while, but methinks he at least has a functional vocabulary.
Will probably be just as entertaining politically, and selfishly, my ears might stop bleeding from my cranium cringing at 45’s dull deceptive diabolical dialogue.
* Inspired by Steve Martin’s bit on goals.
“You gotta have a series of smaller goals, that you can accomplish, and slowly work your way up. And this is what I have done.
That’s why I’m so happy.
My goal: right now, I want to be the all-being master of time, space and dimension.
Then, I want to go to Europe – I think.”
It is as if I have
Something to say
And
No one to say it to
Or
Nothing to say
And
No one to say it to
Still
The fingers keep moving
Emptying my brain
Of
Profundity and nonsense
Pride and humility
Answers to
No questions
Questions
To
Know answers
Knowing
In the scheme of things
In the infinity
Of
The infinite
It makes
Nary
A
Difference
Save
For the brief
Moment
It transfers
From
Skull to screen
I’ve accomplished
Something useful
Nanoseconds
Of
Nirvana
If the bowler up before you throws
A slow, but deliberate strike and
Confidently returns to their seat
Because it is no longer their turn
Then you get up and watch the
10 Pins fall because you stepped up
You do not get the credit for that.
Regardless of where you stand and
Tout the accomplishment as yours
Telling teammates to take the big X
Because the economy is buying drinks
And the other team will ignore you
Since they are getting drunk to forget
How obnoxious you have become
Distracting them with NFL stories
And the fence you intend to build
You say your neighbor is paying for
Though to all, the truth is known
As it’s obvious you have no balls
Where this should have quit rolling
It gets dark in the back of the alley
“There is time to be dainty and there is time to be a pig”
– Doug Stanhope’s Mother
Proven easily as the only place you
Usually reach to grab has one hole
Hopefully this is one collective hangover
That when we recover from we will quit
Drinking and never bowl with that guy
Should probably dump that game anyway
Lynching?
Really Rudy?
A lynch mob?
WTF?
Shame on you.
“Strange Fruit”
“Southern trees
Bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and
Blood at the root
Black bodies swinging
In the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hanging
From the poplar trees
Pastoral scene
Of the gallant South
The bulging eyes
And the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias
Sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell
Of burning flesh
Here is a fruit
For the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather
For the wind to suck
For the sun to rot
For the tree to drop
Here is a strange
And bitter crop”
– Billy Holiday
“Strange Fruit”
Covered exquisitely by Cassandra Wilson
Beautiful art that sadly exists in the first place since humanity fails to see its oneness as a collective whole.
“Tell you a little secret about the blues; it’s not enough to know which notes to play, you gotta know why they need to be played.”
– George Carlin
Lynch
: to put to death (as by hanging) by mob action without legal approval or permission
– m-w.com
If this were any more of a protracted case of due process ABC would pick it up as an 4 year sitcom to replace Racistozan.
44 was no saint, however, if he did 1/10th of 1% of what your boss and his swamp monsters have done. Something that even slightly mirrored what 45 said he was going to get rid of, he would have been shown the door. Reminding him, not to let it hit him on his ass on the way out.
But because he is pink/orange he gets a privileged pass.
Keep obliterating the language Rudy by repetitively destroying the meaning of metaphorically exaggerated terms.
Witch Hunt
Lynch Mob
Till the distractive deceptive dialogue deludes and dilutes your dopey defense of David Dennison, 45’s alias…hmmmm
Alias
: an additional name that a person (such as a criminal) sometimes uses.
M-w.com
Hmmmm. Perhaps the Donald didn’t collude, maybe his alter ego did and only he can distinguish the difference betwixt them.
I’m sure Sybil had some similar understandable uncertainties….No??
Or Pence
Or the Republicans
Or Faux News
To suggest
That the investigation
In to
The hole
Rusher thing
Be over
Is the equivalent
Of when
Jeffrey Dahmer
Told the authorities
That The
Smell
Coming from
His apartment (White House)
Is because
His fish died
Or upon a return visit
After the neighbor (Avenatti)
Kept calling (Perpetual TV appearances)
To sniff and reveal
Tell tale odors (Verifiable evidence)
When the
Foulness got worse
That a refrigerator (Michael Cohen)
Full of meat (shell corporation)
Went bad (corporate confessions)
Oh ok, Mr. Dahmer
Please clean up and
We won’t bother you again
La la lah la lah
Oops
Do we really
Have to wait till
James Comey (a surviving victim)
Is brought
Back to the
Scene of the crimes
To find
The rotting corpses (weak sanctions)
The power tools (Big Money)
The sulphuric acid (No Collusion claims)
To have enough proof
That even without a
Confession
The FBI
Would find all the
Evidence to convict
Hmmm?
There may not be
Bodies decaying
(That we know of)
Rotting and dismembered
But
The whole thing stinks
(Like rotten eggs)
The whole thing stinks
(Like moldy gym socks)
The whole thing stinks
(Like SBD, Silent But Deadly, cat poop type, broccoli, bratwurst, beer, cheese and garlic farts, let carelessly loose in a crowded elevator. Someone’s definitely guilty, yet no one is confessing)
And
It is wafting
Under our noses
Before our watery eyes
“Do you have to,
Do you have to,
Do you have to let it linger?”
– “Linger” by the Cranberries
Speaking of Dahmer
And things that smell
Or
Gina Haspel
And the
Government
Sanctioning
Of
Torture
Since it is legal
When
The taxpayers are
Footing the bill
Not when
Some random
Psychopath
In Milwaukee
Tortures his victims
Because he can
(Just for the clarification)
Since she couldn’t
Answer
The painstakingly difficult
Question
If…….
Torture is immoral
(Duh)
WWJT
Yes
Who Would Jesus Torture?
Judas
He certainly may
Have had it coming
But
Damn, that
Turn the other cheek lesson
Nevermind
Judas confessed
In a betrayal
With a kiss
Like what happened
To the American
Voter
Back to Mrs. Dahmer
Another question
She couldn’t answer
Was
If her would be “boss”
(Who absolutely
advocates torture
Plus worse,
Whatever that means)
Told her it was
Okay
Would she do it again
(We know Jeffrey would have)
Blah, blah, blah bland
Loaded with contemptuous fill
Indecipherable
Expected
Coherent double speak response
If you read between
The blurred lines
The answer was
She would not
Leave any
Evidence
Around
That would
Later need to
Be destroyed
(Oopsie)
See
She learned a
Valuable lesson
Leave
No
Evidence
If it is true that
Waterboarding
Elucidates
The truth
I’ve a candidate
Oh wait,
‘es no longer a
Candidate
According to the
Washington Post
(WAPO sounds better)
In less than 500 days
45 has either lied
Or misrepresentated
The facts 3000 times
That’s 6 a day
That’s
One every 4 hours
Whew…..
Making
The big D
A good subject to test
On water boarding
Theory
Then we can proceed
On the effectiveness
And clear her to
Be nominated
For CIA director
Where
GHWB
Learned his
Plethora of
Dirty tricks
When instead of
Nominating a director
We could do as
JFK suggested and
“splinter the C.I.A.
In a thousand pieces and
Scatter it to the winds.”
Not sure why
We’d be shocked
Another country
Influenced the
Last
Or many elections
This country has
Been doing it for years
Decades
Ain’t Karma a bitch
“Theoretical and empirical research on the effect of foreign electoral intervention is weak overall; however, a number of such studies have been conducted.
One study indicated that the country intervening in most foreign elections is the United States with 81 interventions, followed by Russia (including the former Soviet Union) with 36 interventions from 1946 to 2000 – an average of once in every nine competitive elections. “
– Wikipedia
Blind, not as in visually impaired
Nor incapable, just unawares
Born helpless and defenseless
Dependent hungry and thirsty
A blank slate, an empty vessel
Absorbent like a bone dry sponge
Innately curious with wonderment
Survival skills egregiously missing
Leaving earthlings evolutionary pull
In the hands of parents or caretakers
Fantastic, the blind leading the blind
Whose predecessor’s abilities were
Chancy at best, if existent at all
Unbelievable, look at the mess we’re in
At least if you were to watch the news
Where would we be without TV?
Quick back to the premise ‘fore I get lost
The primary way you see the world
Oddly enough, is how you were taught
Established by your surroundings
After crying will usually get you fed
Emanating foul odors to get you changed
Start off with language to communicate
The one used based on geography which
Is rarely consistent or universally known
Ma ma da da love you so much baby
Primary colors, objects, cat, dog and sky
Turns words into inquiry of that someone
That you are soul and solely dependant
One that is keeping you alive and “safe”
Failing immediately initial truth research
Like the FBI not asking the questions
They don’t already know the answers to
How did I get here? The stork brought you
Internal dialogue, lying %other#uckers
This is not a good foot to start off on
Do they not know, was most recently
In the spirit realm, where truth resides
“The opposite of profound truth is
another profound truth” – Niels Bohr
That stork story is not one of them
However, it protects the parents from
Facing a reality of unconsciousness for
Not using an egg blocker or seed stopper
Or being abyssally aware their millennial
Responsibility of subsequent generations
Being afraid of a truth easily explainable
In terms already understood before they
Made the trip having *picked their parents
Which would offer countenance that they
Are not just here to be a replaceable cog
In the machine of birth, death and repeat
From a more enlightened dimension that
Is opening the flood gate of souls to
This planet that is exponentially reaching
Critical mass that the newcomers may
Teach us how to get in touch with divinity
Bridge the gap between the two worlds
“The wizards have landed
With plans for a perfect world.
A new beginning
For all you boys and girls.
They bring with them
The wisdom of the ages
Directly from the lips
Of the sages
You may think you’ve heard
This information before
Prepare to open up
A brand new door.”
– Bill Hicks
Making a heaven on earth since so far
We are only in touch with deceptive ego
That declares we are not worthy unless
We consume, store, use, trade and waste
Materials of which are only made up of
Either waves and or particles determined
By where or whence they’re observed
It seems as though, at least for a little
While, these fresh incarnates traversed
Into this reality w/ incalculable knowledge
And, instead of taking that insight that we
Once knew, we had, when we had arrived
The dominant archetype takes hold
To instruct, stifle and bestow upon them
The ignorance we’ve been accustomed
Fear, conformity, manipulation and greed
Racism, sexism, covetousness, and lies
If not directly, then osmosis and innuendo
The proof is in the pudding, usually the
Chocolate or vanilla, that the toddler is
More than happy to share reciprocally
With their feeder regardless of color
Gender, height, width, race, ideologies
Stature, wealth or appearance deficits
Parents, like governments, governments
Like parents have no culpability of deceit
As simple, mechanical or complex robots
Children do as they’re programmed to do
“See” what they have been taught to see
“Speak” the way they’ve learned to speak
“Believe” in what has been indoctrinated
“Behave” monkey see monkey do adage
“Hear” narratives that ignores alternatives
Simply because it is easier to go along to
Get along, than to make a paradigm shift
Not sure why methinks humanity has that
Capacity, but JL’s Imagine is worth a try
“John Lennon” “Imagine”
Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…. Aha-ah…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion, too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world… You…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one
* “Life before life” By Helen Wambach
A study where subjects, through hypnosis transgressed back to before they were born, to describe a conscious decision to “pick” their parents.
Kind of takes the “my life sucks, cause of what my parents did to me” argument off the table. You picked ’em. Oopsie!
By way of collusion
Through the media
Blocking us from
Knowing our true selves
The one that understands
The system is broken
Unhinged from an
Enlightened reality
We could experience
If invisible obstruction
was not pressed
Against our psyche
24/7 and 365
From birth to death
Accepting that the
The Rule of law
Is for us and does
Not apply to them
Having tamped down
The spirit of revolution
In the conformity complex
Of the good guys
Versus the bad guys
With the puppeteers
Pulling the strings
Their hands up our backs
Turning our head
Towards every distraction
Knowing any collective
Pause would ignite
The smoldering tinderbox
Into a divine awareness
That we are all one
Obliterating all obstruction
To appreciate our true
Nature of being human
With so much to offer to
Our neighbor as ourselves
Looking at the world through a windshield. 