Might be a better place to start.
There are so many fingers
Pointing, flipping and wagging
Our only option is to close our eyes
For a moment then catch our breath
“Breathe deep the gathering gloom,
Watch lights fade from every room.
Bedsitter people look back and lament,
Another day’s useless energy spent.
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Cold hearted orb that rules the night,
Removes the colours from our sight.
Red is grey and yellow white.
But we decide which is right,
And which is an illusion.”
– Moody Blues
“Late Lament”
Avoiding the blame game
Could start with this:
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“Poor planning on your part does not necessitate an emergency on mine.”
Bob Carter
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However, I’d like to help.
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In the fragile scheme of things
At this point
Will pointing fingers help
It would appear as not likely
Otherwise I might be
A master of the universe
Or what’s his name could be
As blaming everyone but himself
Is his modus operendi
Convincing others (his base)
That that is leadership
And will solve the problems
By assigning blame
Keeping in mind that when
One is pointing forward
Three are pointing back
One then can surely see
Where the problems lie
I have no animosity against
The 45th oval office occupant
While some of my posts
May have reflected that
It is simply not the case
Especially since my
Perception tells me
That he is a projection
Of my mind’s eye
A hologram of sorts
A chance to observe
The faults that I have
That are not
Immediately obvious
To an untrained observer
Ones that need
Correction and repair
First up on the to do list
Repeal and replace
My malignant narcissism
The part of my self that
Egotisticaly thinks
The world revolves around me
And only my perspective
Is omniscient and right
Second up lying
Not nearly to the extent
Of averaging fourteen a day
But on rare occasions
Where self vulnerability
Is so fragile and scared
That concealment and or deceit
Is consciously or unconsciously
Triggered to hide
Feelings of unworthiness
And proof of unlove-ability
Fortunately or unfortunately
Those are the two that
Stand out the most
That need the most work
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The rest is just amusing
Watching both sides either
Defend 45 at all cost
Regardless of….. logic or reason
Or attack him just because
Regardless of ….. logic or reason
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Meanwhile no one is stopping
To examine either behavior
Because there is more stimulus
In engaging in the back and forth
Than questioning the reflections
That have more to do with us
Than anything he is doing
“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin
Can we all agree
That money is an illusion
Or at least an allusion to
A theatrical prop
Used in a magic trick
On a global stage without
Hocus-pocus incantations
To make it appear and
Disappear with a wand wave
Of dialogue or pixled proof
Of its existence
As seemingly
“Magic Money”
Is “appearing” or “disappearing”
Out if nowhere / now here
To prop up whatever
Is deemed “necessary”
As decided by the government
You know those
“Trustworthy” m err f errs
To make it manifest or dissemble
For small businesses or giant
Too big to fail corporations
Doling out stimulus checks by
Giving you back
What was mostly stolen
From you in the first place
When in “actual” “reality”
Doesn’t exist in the first place
WHAT??????
It has to be real
Look at my bank account
There are numbers there
With commas and $ signs
A “statement” of what I have
That is issued by a bank
That has a vault of valuables
Inside a brick building
With locks and cameras
Protecting what I own
Aha-ah hahaha hahaha
That’s a good one
Pretty crafty magicians
If you ask me
Getting you to participate
In the show by volunteering
To go to work everyday
So you can have more
To spend on things
You need and want
Plus tricking you
Into thinking you
Have to have more
Than other audience members
So you can leave the show happy
Which when you
Exit the theatre
At some point
You will not get
To take it with you
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“The Grand Illusion”
“Welcome to the Grand illusion
Come on in and see what’s happening
Pay the price,
get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star.
But don’t be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They show you photographs
of how your life should be
But they’re just someone else’s fantasy
So if you think your life is
Complete confusion
Because you never win the game
Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same.
We’re all the same…
So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made
Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same.
We’re all the same…
America spells competition,
join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motor car
Someday soon we’ll stop to ponder what on Earth’s this spell we’re under
We made the grade and still we wonder who the hell we are”
– Styx
Revisionist History
Or
Revision, is it his story ?
Or
Revision, is it hi(gh)? story ?
Or
Revision, it is his shit story.
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If one can not see or hear
Beyond bully and celebrity
That is what way too many
Are all too eager to accept
Revision, it is his shit story
Because…….
45 “Tells it like it is”
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Here’s a clue, a simple one.
NO HE DOESN’T, AT ALL
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45’s verbal diarrhea is a symptom
Of a fragile needs to be loved
Egomaniacal narcissistic shell
Filling the void with empty approval
Because he never received it
Growing up, or growing older
Leaving him to give a crap less
As to who goes on living as long as
Those left who do, heap on praise
Defend ignorance at all cost
*(Well, he’s speaking tongue in cheek)
Really, that is the argument you want to go with
Create unnecessary enemies
Instigate division to distract
Anything resembling leadership
It is not confidence and bravado
It is arrogance and ignorance
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Of course, a lot of those are repeats and re-worded. On average that would be 14 lies a day.
But I’m feeling generous, put through the Pareto principle 80/20 filter brings it to just under 3 lies a day.
Three lies or misleading claims a day. Even that would be bigly bad.
For the one who likes to declare that other “talking heads” are the ones disseminating “fake” news.
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“Americans really show their ignorance when they say they want their politicians to be honest.
What are these fucking cretins talking about? If honesty were suddenly introduced into American life, the whole system would collapse! No one would know what to do!
Honesty would fuck this country up! And I think deep down, Americans know that.”
– George Carlin
Than George Bush’s
War on Iraq after
Declaring the alleged
Culprits were in Afghanistan
Abracadabra switcheroo
That the public resisted
As long as they could until
They were worn the #uck down
Quietly subjugating their will
To the deceit of that president
Not wanting to pay $4.00
For a gallon of gasoline
In the meantime though
Go out and buy stuff
Otherwise the “terrorists” win
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Now it is the tRumpsters
Decrying the “evils”
Of socialism
Though it is being instilled
Soon to be demanded
Abracadabra switcheroo
As long as it is
Trumpian socialism
While finding the time
To blame China
The democrats
The liberal media
Hillary, Obama, the dog
With the only outcome
Hinging on veiled promises
That the economy will return
And be better than ever, so
Go out and buy stuff
Otherwise the “virus” wins
Seems like we are at
An evolutionary crawl
Under invisible barbed wire
On scraped forearms
Sore elbows bloated bellies
Worn knees and curled toes
With our heads hung low
Keeping our eyes half closed
Training for a future
That does not exist
Slithering at a snail’s pace
Avoiding manufactured fear
Satiating our ego while
Sacrificing our soul
As mentioned
In a previous post
“I Thank God”
I am free of religion
However……
I think Christianity
Or any religion
Would work better
If it was utilized
As an ideology
Better yet
An implementation
Of the following
Feeding the hungry
Healing the sick
Helping the poor
Forgiving others
Instead of the big gang
Moniker it has become
Wielding power
Over politicians
To answer questions
In ways that does not
Match their behavior
Saving fetuses but
Killing civilians
Taking from the rich then
Keeping it for themselves
In order to pretend
That what they are
Really doing is …….service
To their lord
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Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.
The way this is posted on Facebook has the headline above it as:
“Quite possibly the most profound thing found on Facebook in a while.”
I am not a Facebook frequenter, just drop in when I’m bored and have expunged / suspended my suicidal thoughts.
There is nothing “profound” on Facebook, it is an oasis of opinions ouroborosly feeding on itself.
To sell ad space to product pushers, satiating shallow self-loathing crass consumers.
Amazed, still unaware that the products Googled / price checked, just days ago, “magically” show up in their “feed”.
It is as if “it” was just meant to be bought. Those programmers are something else, are they not?
You know what is profound. When dirt and water manage to get into a crack in a large or small rock. Followed by the seed of a flower and even though it is in the shade it begins to sprout.
Growing against impossible odds, veering towards any available light. As small as that life force is, it has the wherewithal to singlehandedly break apart that rock.
Now, that is profound! Because it is nature and that is its nature.
Not only is the following not profound, it is barely reasonable.
“I got an airplane last year with other passengers. As I watched the pilot go into the cockpit and lock the door, I realized I didn’t know anything about him. Was he the best pilot the airline ever had, or was he the worst pilot in the nation?
That began to concern me. If I had met the pilot, I might not have been happy with him being in charge. What if I really didn’t like this pilot? What if he had character flaws? What if he almost got kicked out of pilots training?
I did not choose him. He wasn’t my choice. Somebody else chose him for this flight, not me. But he was the pilot.
Still, we were going to fly together. So one thing was certain, I did not want him to fail. If he fails – we all fail. I read the emergency card, and I was alert for any trouble, but I hoped-for the best. Maybe he wasn’t the worst pilot; or maybe he was. I wanted him to succeed; I did not want him to fail.
I think alot of us need to remember that about our presidents. It is sad that some people want a president to fail. Although I didn’t want Barack Obama, Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump to be president, I definitely did not want them to fail. Whoever is the president, we should hope for the best.
There are no winners in a plane crash, and no winners in a divided nation.”
Steve Garrington
Davenport
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Before I get to my main rant.
I call bullshit.
1. The unlikely coincidence of getting on one flight in a year and boarding after the pilot does would be rare. Not to mention, once the door is closed, it’s impossible to know who locked it.
2. No one reads the emergency card.
3. Hillary and Donald were the only two viable (albeit shitty) choices, only shows whoever wrote this, didn’t vote.
4. Hoping for the best is as bad as wishing you had a million dollars in one hand and in the other hand you had excrement. After putting them together, all you have is shit.
Ever since I was able to vote, whether “my” candidate won or not, I’ve hoped-for the best. Yet each one of those nudniks, have taken my hard earned tax dollars, thrown it at the military industrial complex and used it to kill sovereign citizens.
All because a few multinational corporations value resources over human life, rights and dignity.
Ooopsie, that must have been my speech for the meeting at the docks.
(Inside cranium Bill Hicks reference)
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Ok, here is the main more gentle rant, regarding the airplane op ed.
All well and good, I too, do not want our current president to fail. Quite frankly, I don’t believe anybody wants 45 to fail.
However, the difference is that, before this “pilot” walked into the “cockpit”, he did things that were very “unpilot” like.
Prior to boarding, he promised to show some credentials (tax returns) like the last 9 pilots did. Three years later, still hasn’t.
For months before getting in the plane, he ranted and raved as to who could get in the plane.
By promising simpleton passengers to keep “others” (South Americans) “walled” out, after making outlandish disparaging (rapist and murderer) comments and tweets.
Even though we are all on the same tarmac (continent).
Shortly after starting the airplane he declared people with different religious beliefs (Muslim) than his, could not even leave their house (countries) to go to the airport, to even think about getting in his plane.
As far as I know, I don’t think the likes of Timothy McVeigh, Ted Kaczynski, the Menendez brothers, Stephen Paddock came from there.
Then, even though there were f(l)ight attendants ready to serve the passengers, the “pilot” sidelined them from working simply because they are LGBTQ.
What we have now, as mostly before, is an airplane that is on autopilot. Save in pockets of turbulence, others have managed or not managed. At least they tried. Not declared, “it’s not my responsibility.” It is the regional carriers (states) that need to be involved.
This pilot has a tendency to create his own turbulence. Keeping the passengers distracted arguing against each other of the pilot’s ability to fly, let alone land the plane.
This pilot has centered himself between “1st class” and coach providing cheezy entertainment like on a free flight to Las Vegas.
Suggesting to the coach passengers they will get some of their ticket purchase back “taxes”, with a wink and a nod to the 1st class passengers who will end up with most of the money.
As the future is gambled away on misinformation and deceit.
Like most pilots who want to get to fly the big jets, they started on much smaller aircraft as part of a 10,000 hour plus (Outlier) commitment.
Difference, not the blatant outright lying that he has performed so far. 16,241 lies and misrepresented “facts” in three years, far outlying the best bullshitter.
Not some reality show TV host that has dangled that carrot for years, suggesting he could fly the plane better, to get gratuitous press coverage.
Who through maybe no fault of his own, had help get him (Putin) place.
Regardless how this pilot got into the plane, (GWB snuck in too on his second trip) the pilots get their (on or off course) feedback from the air traffic controllers “the media” in the observation tower.
This pilot is flying rouge as he has no destination. Save, saving his own ass, by keeping it afloat.
The whole thing could crash, his ego is his main parachute, his reserve is his celebrity.
To reiterate, nobody wants our pilot to fail. While a dwindling few would like to remain entertained. The rest would like him to return to the flight deck and quietly and safely land the plane.
Only wishing to hear from him on those rare sightseeing notices of stuff you can’t see in the first place.
Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.
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Inspecting artificial
Elective requirements
Loosely monitored by
Elusive authorities with
The ability to post a sign
Just inside a states border
“Non essential visitors
Mandatory 14 Day quarantine”
With absolutely no more information
No website no phone number
Doing nothng more than
Importuning confusion
Not even posted at a place
One could possibly turn around
Until you got so far that you
Forgot what the sign said
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Just an observation
Maybe I need different glasses.
A poor parody
With apologies to Steve Martin’s
“King Tut”
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“King tRump”
* the clever capitalization is not mine
I do not recall where I saw it first
To give them proper credit
Normally I use 45 to reference
The current oval office occupant
Butt, to make this work I used tRump
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King tRump (King tRump)
Now when he was a young man
He never thought he’d see
(King tRump)
People stay online
To read the boy’s tweets
(King tRump)
How’d you get so orangy?
(Orangy tRump)
Did you steal the money?
Born as a louse
Moved to the White House
(King tRump)
(King tRump)
Now, if I’d known
They’d line up just to see him,
(King tRump)
I’d taken all my money
And bought something for nauseam
(King tRump)
Blurred with reality
(#ucked up tRump)
He’s my least favorite celebrity!
Born as a louse
Moved to the White House
(King tRump)
Reality he’s in denial
(Loco tRump)
The ladies ignore his guile
(Crass tRump)
Talking for a while
(Mockin’ tRump)
A constitution he’s defiled
(Ooh)
He gave up his life for power
(King tRump)
Golden idol!
He’s an Enigma
They’re buying you.
Now, when I cry,
Don’t think I’m in a slump,
The last thing i want to be,
Is someone like DJ tRump.
(King tRump)
He coulda stayed at home,
And left us all alone,
His ego is an enigma
Moved to 1600 Pennsylvania
Where he is all alone ah
Has a heart made of stone-a,
King tRump