No quarter for my thoughts

It has been a long day and I am far too exhausted to write,

To cut and paste an old essay would be lazy, disingenuous and contrite

So before I snuff out this dim wick, I’ll muster a limerick, and lean on my quickness of wit.

Ok, it doesn’t totally rhyme.. sorry. Look. It has been a long day and I’m far too…. never mind, you get it.

I am doing a blog post per day all month… hopefully.  Inspired by NaBloPoMo. This is post #11

 

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no quarter for my thoughts clownpants.

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David Frum is Slow: Why Romney Lost

It’s ridiculous that anyone ever thought Romney was going to win that election. Who do these people listen to? I am not a Democrat or a Republican, and maybe that is why it is obvious to me that the Republican ship has sailed. It’s over, visit the Republican Party at the Hospice Center. David Frum is trying to help everyone figure out why Romney lost with an eBook, and he is trying to save the Republican Party. There are people who want to perform CPR on this thing, but it’s really not part of the plan. It’s not necessary any more. The political class no longer needs the distraction of a two-party system. They have implemented all sorts of new controls, and the right wing, and the drug warriors are getting everything they need from Obama. He has deported more immigrants than any other President -ever-, twice what Bush did. He has also done more raids on legal marijuana, completely disrespecting local law. Just click that link back there and read for yourself.

So here’s the deal David Frum. When those sexless ghouls in your Republican party talked about rape as being of the Lord, and that there is some kind of magic birth control in cases of violence against Women, and when they talked about allowing employers to demand invasive procedures on their female employees, there were people in the Democratic Party who were stupid enough to actually think that the laws those anomalous time warp freaks wanted to pass had a chance to see the light of day. When you couple that with the people in your Party who actually think so, and the females in your Party who are frightened to death of their men, -THEN- add to that the fact that the Leadership of the Democratic Party have absolutely -zero- conscience in regard to exploiting fear… well… that is just one issue where the mind of the There are two classes in the United States, the political class and the rest of usaverage American is under utter control. And it works the same way on a whole range of issues.

Remember the 80’s, when the Evangelical Christians thought Reagan was a man of God who infiltrated the White House to do the Lords work and then corporatized the food industry, killing the small farms and the businesses that go with it? Then how he turned the other way when a bunch of Salvadorean military men, aligned with the US in Central America raped and murdered those American Catholic Nuns in El Salvador? Well, there is a whole new crop of New Agey types who think Obama is some kind of “lightworker” or unifier, even as he has ordered 308 drone strikes, 5 times more than Bush and continues to strain relationships with Countries who have nuclear weapons, in that and other ways.

Your Party is not necessary any more David.

But tell me the truth Dave? you already know all this right? I am just a schmuck-ass working guy from a blue collar background and I can see this. I have been saying for two years that two terms is a lock for Obama. I know you have to know -at least- what I know.

So yes, here is -my- ebook, my lousy 0.99 ebook that has all sorts of stuff that you David Frum seem to have overlooked. And I’m sorry to tell you that it does not have any recipes; it does not have any recipes for reviving the Republican Party, for making sure you pundits get to be on TV fighting over things the govt. should not have any business being involved in at all, in the first place.  Because as for me, I am glad that the grave for the Republican Party has been dug, because now we are just in time to dig the next one for the Democratic Party. It’s one down, one to go Dave. Get hip, click the picture for my rag.

I wrote this SIX years ago Dave. Damn you’re slow.

I am doing one post per day for the month of November, hopefully. Inspired by NaBloPoMo.

This is post #10



Parents: Have you screened your teacher today?

teacher quklification vary, so collective bargaining is a myht

It is true that there are wonderful, caring teachers in both the Public and Private Schools. OF COURSE that is true. It’s also true that some teachers have no business being around children. Teacher qualifications and certificates are like standardized tests. It’s not real. That is not how to determine who a teacher is.

Some people use statistics to show that more spending leads to better education, but apparently not. If we rank second or third in the world for spending per student, but are below the middle of the scale, then that is apparently not true. I have spoken with grown American adults, even in that “enlightened” State of California where all those genius comedians and entertainers live, like Bill Maher, who make a career out of insulting and defaming Middle America. When showing them on a map where I live in Michigan, they have said… “Oh, you’re Canadian?” and things to that to that effect.

Teachers, schools and the criminals you may expose to your kids.
(All of my ebooks are 99 cents, and except for the short stories include research sources)

Click here  for the book. 99 cents

i want a future where i am taught to question everything. where me and my friends are not brainwashed to be taught stone age myths and are not brainwashed to believe it is honorable to die for you because you are too small minded to believe in peace over war

I am doing a blog post per day all month, hopefully. Inspired by NaBloPoMo. This will be a good motivation for me to format more ebooks, cause oh yeah.. I got ’em baby. This is post #4.

 

 

Yes Virginia, Hotels are Haunted

black moving gif image for placeholder kindleThere is a Hotel near me in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan that is haunted, for sure. I lived there for two Winters and I had visitors like crazy. The room I stayed in the 2nd Winter  had a friendly ghost. He used to mess with me. At first I think he was trying to get to me because I always felt weird fear when he was around. Then I grabbed a chair, sat down in front of the corner I could feel him in and just told him “Look, I’m only here for the Winter, I do not have an issue with you being here and I do not mean any harm at all. As long as you are cool with me I will be cool with you.” Then I said  ”if there is anything I can do to help you I will do it, if you can figure out a way to tell me.” I told him, “You have a lot more options than I do right now, If I could walk through a wall, or travel like you I would be way gone, so just be cool OK?”

He was not there all the time, but I always knew when he was there, because he would bump through the walls and knock stuff around. I would come home from where I worked and I would immediately know if I was going to be alone that evening.

One time I asked him how he died, or what happened, why he is here.. etc. Later when I was cooking dinner in the downstairs part of the is killer huge Hotel room, I heard a thud upstairs in the sleeping loft, which is like a pretty good sized bedroom. I had just been up there drying off and getting dressed after my shower, which was my daily routine. I always light a candle after a shower, I’m kind of a big girly man that way. It is comforting. Then I put the candle out before I go down to cook dinner. When I went up there after the “thud”, my giant three-wick candle (you have seen those, right?) was on the ground in front of the mirrored dresser where it had been sitting. He did that, but he waited for the wax to cool off before he did it, I never had to clean up the wax. He is a very considerate ghost, at least to me. I place a candle close to the mirror so it  throws light, and so it is not close to the edge where it could fall and make a mess or start a fire,  it was not close to the edge. It was moved. 

Clara, a really far out old hippy lady who used to be a housekeeper years ago told me there had been a fire just a couple years after it was built in the 70’s. A man died in the fire. 

The wing where the fire happened was where I was the year before. I had experiences down there too, but they were more frantic and not friendly, like the ghost felt threatened or something. Those were really scary stories, at least to me, that I will not go into, because there is no point in fear. The lights at that part of the building are always burning out and there are electrical issues.. and the door to one of the rooms, for some reason, always finds a way to get stuck closed. Either furniture falls in front of it, or a lock malfunctions, or a key gets broken in it. Always the same room. That was the room I was in the first year. 

The next year, upstairs, once I talked to the guy he was OK with me. I think he knocked the candle over because he was trying to tell me what happened and who he was. I think he was a good guy in life, I hope he is ok and finds his way. There are a lot of lonely people walking around who have no one and no where to go. I do not know if that changes when we die. 

Another thing is there are pictures on the walls in the banquet room. People are having very happy days in those pictures. For some of these people it could have been the happiest day of their life. Maybe it was a wedding or some other really lovely day for them. Maybe that is just where they want to hang out because it was a good memory for them and it beats whatever other options they have. 

Everyone who is familiar with that giant archetypical haunted looking Hotel knows something is going on there. They hear the music turn on and the chairs and tables moving around in the defunct bar, they know about the dude who died in the fire, they all just know. When we see each other around we just give each other those knowing looks and weird smiles. No one really wants to talk about it I think. As I look back on it, you know, how hindsight is 20/20? I think everyone, or many people who knew I was a new person there, were just waiting for me to figure it out. It is a bizarre joint. But I really like it and i will never forget it. It is a special place. I hope they can all be a big, happy family, regardless of the dimension they reside in. 

Being vibrologically sensitive can be a weird thing. We are conditioned all our lives to ignore it and suppress it, and there are just so many efforts, whether conscious and willful, or  subconscious and implied to keep those senses dulled. All I can say at this point is two things. 1, everything I wrote above is 100% honest, and not just a Halloween story. And 2, love is far stronger than fear. 

Another true Halloween Story

Election Day and Halloween are suspiciously proximal

the monsters of november 4th