Saturday, April 10, 2021

CHURCH MILITANT - They want members. They charge money.

So there are two Traditional Catholic message boards I found while looking for a community of Catholics to be Catholic among. I love the Roman Catholic Church. I keep trying to find my way back to Mass. I have been banned from both Traditional Catholic message boards. 

I left the church forever when I saw a very young girl come out of the Confessional with bitter tears streaming down her face. What happened to her? What sin could a child commit so awful that would result in discipline so painful. I felt deeply that Roman Catholics were cruel and I was never coming back. I was 13.

I stayed away a long time. I was evangelized by a Catholic woman. She invited me back and insisted a spiritual community was what I needed. I was alone with 2 young daughters and in the middle of a divorce. I needed. So I went to Mass and the Priest's sermon was that 'Gay Folks deserve to die of AIDS because God said so.' Best boss I ever had, Thomas MacBeth, was a gay man. Thomas was a Musician and the Organist for the Presbyterian Church in Princeton NJ. He has a square in the first AIDS Quilt. Did not go back to Mass for another couple of decades. 

I am on a rediscover the Catholic Church again quest. I took a Vow. Even though the Magisterium aided and abetted kiddyrapers, I am still trying to find a way. I am a cradle Catholic. My Polish family is one of the founding families of beautiful St. Hedwig's in Trenton New Jersey. I want to make Peace with my childhood religion. I remember my Babcha teaching me to pray in front of a blue eyed Polish Jesus. I was four years old. 

This is what I found Catholics are concerned with today on CHURCH MILITANT. These comments come from an article about a Roman Catholic Nun who ministers to transgender and intersex people. You can read it at the link. 

I have been banned because I keep typing the motto below. What follows the Flying Trump Christmas Ornament are Comments from some of the Catholics who frequent Church Militant. They run 1 out of 4 are decent people.:

This is the Century in which the Roman Catholic Church will stop maiming and killing Women, Children and assorted Odd People. 

 
  • These evil modern religious, these phony nuns, are a desecration of the true meaning of the Religious life. My daughter is an enclosed Carmelite Sister and she, and her whole Carmel live in holy obedience to God and His Church. They witness to all who meet them the truth of God. This Derouen creature is an evil agent of Satan who is deliberately guiding people directly into Hell. She will find a special deep, dark burning place has been reserved for her because of the countless souls she has damned.

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        Did anyone else notice her last name, Derouen, is pronounced, "De Ruin?" De Ruin! Oh man, the irony!
        And what a way to "help" somebody...to encourage them in their sin.

        I'm not surprised there are such people, I'm just surprised they are allowed to live and thrive in Catholic religious orders, which only shows the whole order is infected with poison.

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            The very first sentence shows total ignorance or brazen liar.
            “ Sr. Luisa Derouen: "I am absolutely meant by God to be a companion to transgender people."”
            ==> God defines homosexuality as an abomination
            ==> God wrote in stone that false witness is a sin
            ==> God declared that cross-dressing is a sin
            Put all together, like in basic simple maths 1+1+1=3
            That means a biological male claiming to be female and dressing as such is already a double no-no.
            That means her god isn’t the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and her belief not based on the Holy Bible.

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                The Vatican is short on money and they wonder why. It's not hard to understand: no one wants to support fake catholics who abuse their power and God.




                Sunday, March 28, 2021

                Political Sign of the Month - UPDATE - ALAN GRAYSON RETURNS!



                UPDATE:
                This is an old post (2013) that now contains good news. Alan is back and running for Marco Rubio's Senate seat.

                The poster below is from his opposition. I think calling Grayson 'nasty' seems a silly and weak response from Republicans given the reign of Trump. I think Alan Grayson scares Republicans. I like that in a Senator. Grayson named "most effective legislator" by Slate Magazine.


                I heart you, Alan Grayson. I want you to have my babies. Here are a couple of Alan Grayson's Greatest Hits. You choose - stupid sanctimonious suckup Marco Rubio or a speak truth to power mensch like Alan Grayson. Take your choice, Florida. 




                One of Alan Grayson's Bill Amendments:

                Petition: "I don't want the Government looking at my e-mails, my telephone records, my website records, or my GPS records. I cherish my freedom and my privacy. I am not a terrorist, and I won't let my government treat me like one. Therefore, I support Congressman Alan Grayson's 'Mind Your Own Business Act.'"

                AMENDMENT TO THE RULES COMMITTEE PRINT

                OF H.R. 1960
                OFFERED BY MR. GRAYSON OF FLORIDA

                Page 432, after line 21, insert the following:


                1 SEC. 1065. LIMITATION ON AVAILABILITY OF FUNDS FOR 
                2 INFORMATION GATHERING ON CITIZENS OF 
                3 THE UNITED STATES WHILE LOCATED IN THE 
                4 UNITED STATES WITHOUT PROBABLE CAUSE. 
                5 (a) PROHIBITION.—None of the funds authorized to 
                6 be appropriated or otherwise made available to the De-
                7 partment of Defense for fiscal year 2014 or any suc-
                8 ceeding fiscal year may be used to collect any information 
                9 generated by a citizen of the United States while located 
                10 in the United States, including telephone records, internet 
                11 records, and physical location information, without prob-
                12 able cause of a terrorism offense or an offense within the 
                13 jurisdiction of the Uniform Code of Military Justice re-
                14 lated to action or conduct by that citizen. 
                15 (b) UNITED STATES.—In this section, the term 
                16 ‘‘United States’’ means the several States of the United 
                17 States, the District of Columbia, and the commonwealths, 
                18 territories, and possessions of the United States. 



                Monday, March 15, 2021

                Pssst. Fools tread where Angels fear to go. I am a Fool.

                I read this bitty essay by Jonathan Capehart. I am verklempt. 

                “Woke supremacy” ranks up there with that tired crutch of the right known as “cancel culture.” The purpose of both phrases is to shield folks from criticism when they are called out for their actions or their deeply ignorant musings that peddle in racism, xenophobia or misogyny. It is also used to deny dignity to those of us who rise up and demand it in defiance of a dominant culture that depends on our silence. Or, in the case of Scott, complicity in maintaining that silence.
                So let us now pile on and stomp Tim Scott because he is bad bad bad. Proof? We doan need no steenking proof. 

                Joy and Jon point out that Tim is Black. Tim points out that Joy and Jon are Black. Okay. So far so good. What about this petty family political dispute makes its occurrence significant enough for an essay in WaPo? If we all going to wallow in insult, I think I will join in. The work by Master Ernie Kovacs is the most perfect criticism I can provide.


                Who was civil or even politic in the Joy, Jon and Tim ménage a trois? Nobody. Which of the Three has been 'silenced.' LOL. Bitchy bitchy bitchy. Is this really the impression you are trying to create?

                The Evil do evil. Jonathan and Joy, you are asking me to make individual specific Republicans totally responsible for all Republican evil thuggery. It is a stupid position. You be stupid. I will save France. Politics done as team sport is NOT good citizenship.


                Evidently none of these upper class darlings have met some of The Woke that I have met. Nobody ever tells the truth to the 'rich and famous.' So they have no idea what is going on. And now we have been provided by Jon and Joy some new folks to OTHER - the Woke and the Unwoke. The Woke and The UnDead? The Sleepy and the SleepLess. I will stop now.

                Wednesday, March 3, 2021

                SALMAGUNDI - March 2020 - Women in the News with Doggerel


                Doggerel first. Then the FemiNazi News.

                T-Shirt Epitaph
                  TEXAS
                Free Dumb!
                Molon Labe

                Margarine Taylor BAM!
                She's the insurrectionist what AM!
                With a gun right beside her,
                Made herself a DC insider.
                Hot damn. Sad I am. 

                If you make the above LGBTQ Poster using an image of the Great Goddess Mara, Queen of the Universe, you get arrested. The Roman Catholic Church is in charge in Poland. That is how life goes in a Theocracy. The original image of the Black Virgin is venerated by Polish Catholics. 

                The Roman Catholic Church is a death cult. Their latest 'pro life' move in USA? Prohibiting Roman Catholics from taking a form of the vaccine because it was developed using fetal cells from an abortion in the 1970s. Therefore Roman Catholics are encouraged to act as disease vectors and sacrifice themselves and infect others like you and me pro life. Note: I am a Roman Catholic for Choice. The Vatican's position at this LINK. 

                NOTE: I have the best Readers. They improve my blog on a regular basis. Larry Motuz has provided a link that gives accurate information about the cell lines in vaccines and this controversy.


                I am a Woman with News. On Tuesday I am getting the vaccine. My Black Sister Margie, you know the one God likes better, says I should be concerned about which vaccine it is Penn Medicine is giving me. I want out of my self imposed exile. I cannot be that careful. I want to ride the bus and haunt the thrift shop again. Damn the torpedos! Full speed ahead. 

                Tuesday, February 23, 2021

                The Easter Suite by Oscar Peterson

                Happy Easter!

                For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
                The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land;
                Song of Solomon 2:11-12

                Oscar Emmanuel Peterson, (August 15, 1925 – December 23, 2007) was a Canadian jazz pianist and composer. He was called the "Maharaja of the keyboard" by Duke Ellington, but simply "O.P." by his friends. He released over 200 recordings, won eight Grammy Awards, and received numerous other awards and honours. He is considered one of the greatest jazz pianists, and played thousands of concerts worldwide in a career lasting more than 60 years. Read more about his life...

                "Though the Easter Suite is regarded by some as one of this jazz legend’s great works, it remains unknown to many still today. Commissioned by The South Bank Show and first broadcast live on Good Friday 1984, this instrumental work depicts events from the gospel story. The Peterson Trio is on top form, with Peterson in particular displaying wonderful musicianship in the last movement, He Has Risen." - Graham Ross 

                Sunday, February 21, 2021

                Irish Potatoes and Colbert Catechism


                Irish Potato Candy is a Philadelphia Spring tradition. Delicious! Indeed, Philadelphians created the candy.

                You can buy O'Ryan's made Irish Potato Candy at the market or online. 

                Or you can make this simple candy at home. The recipe is fun to do with children. No hot stove. No special equipment. For a recipe that actually contains potatoes for Vegans and others go HERE,

                Ingredients

                1⁄4 cup softened Butter
                4 ounces Cream Cheese, softened
                1 teaspoon Vanilla extract
                1(16 ounce) package Confectioners' Sugar
                7 ounces sweetened flaked Coconut (2 1/2 cups)
                2 tablespoon ground Cinnamon
                2 tablespoon Cocoa

                NOTE: Be sure to use regular cream cheese, not whipped or reduced fat type. You may need more Cinnamon and Cocoa for dipping. 

                In a large bowl, cream together the Butter and Cream Cheese. Add Vanilla and Confectioners' Sugar. Beat until mixture forms a ball. Stir in Coconut with a spoon. Roll the mixture between your hands to form small potato-shaped candies or roll into small balls. Place Cinnamon and Cocoa in a shallow dish and roll the balls in it. Place the balls on a cookie sheet and chill for about 1 hour or until firm. If you prefer "dirtier potatoes" roll the candy a second time after they have chilled. You can also add a few chopped Nuts to look like 'eyes' if you want to get really artistic.

                This is the month in which we celebrate Saint Patrick. Where else can you get a catechism and a candy recipe on the same page?

                Frankly, speaking as a Roman Catholic, I much prefer representation by Stephen Colbert than porky nasty Bill Donohue of the Catholic League. Yes, I even think politics on holidays.



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                Thursday, February 18, 2021

                SLOGANS FOR T SHIRTS & Doggerel by John Dantzler

                Cher Readers, I am being censored by google and youtube. Pressure is aimed to get me to put my Blog behind an Adults Only warning. Anyone cares to share their opinion about censorship on the Net is so very welcome to do so. I do put the spicy stuff behind a TAG - Filth and Dirt. 

                T-shirt Epitaph:
                RASH WAS A PIGDOG...
                and then he died. 

                NO NEW LAWS
                Enforce Old Ones.

                WE NEED
                the
                PERP WALKS

                Marjorie Taylor Greene

                Her thoughts are quite insane. Kev has no guts; the Dems adjust. Marjorie Taylor Greene Obscene obscene obscene.
                - John Dantzler
                The Graphic PhotoShop Art below came from Freaking News. It was a contest site based in China and had worldwide contestants. It does not exist anymore. What is going on in China?
                 




                Monday, February 15, 2021

                Let it snow!


                Snowy Night
                A poem by Mary Oliver 
                Last night, an owl
                in the blue dark
                tossed
                an indeterminate number
                of carefully shaped sounds into
                the world, in which,
                a quarter of a mile away, I happened
                to be standing.
                I couldn’t tell
                which one it was –
                the barred or the great-horned
                ship of the air –
                it was that distant. But, anyway,
                aren’t there moments
                that are better than knowing something,
                and sweeter? Snow was falling,
                so much like stars
                filling the dark trees
                that one could easily imagine
                its reason for being was nothing more
                than prettiness. I suppose
                if this were someone else’s story
                they would have insisted on knowing
                whatever is knowable – would have hurried
                over the fields
                to name it – the owl, I mean.
                But it’s mine, this poem of the night,
                and I just stood there, listening and holding out
                my hands to the soft glitter
                falling through the air. I love this world,
                but not for its answers.
                And I wish good luck to the owl,
                whatever its name –
                and I wish great welcome to the snow,
                whatever its severe and comfortless
                and beautiful meaning.
                It was silent until about twenty minutes ago. Then the girls discovered they could swim in the snow drifts. The cats are bored. I ate lamb chops for breakfast. Happy New Year? So far, so good.

                Saturday, February 6, 2021

                The Other French Onion Soup

                We are having cold weather in Philadelphia. I want hot comforting soup.

                Pour les invalides of Plum Street, this soup is simple to make - or make for someone else - even if you do not cook much. We know who we are.

                This onion and cheese soup is tasty and does not require any special cooking skill at all. The quantity is infinitely expandable, just maintain the proportion of equal weights of onion to potato. Serves 2 to 4 people.

                The Other French Onion Soup

                3 large Potatoes
                3 large Onions
                8 ounces Swiss Cheese (quantity to taste)
                Garnish of Minced Celery Tops

                Peel onions and potatoes and place them in a deep soup pot. Be generous about removing outer layers of onion that are too tough to cook and bad for your digestion. Add enough water to cover the vegetables plus one inch above them. Bring water to a boil, then turn down and simmer until onions and potatoes are very soft. Grate the cheese. Mash the vegetables in their own broth when tender. Season with Salt and Pepper. Stir the cheese into the hot soup and serve. Garnish with minced celery tops.

                You may wish to substitute another cheese or garnish (minced parsley, bacon bits, etc.). I prefer the combination above, as taught me by an elderly French woman whose surname I never learned. She was Madame Sophie always. A little green salad and some good bread and I feel a happy well fed person.

                Note: Do not overcook or your soup will be gluey. Cook only until you can pierce the vegetables with a fork. You want texture in your soup. Do not be lazy. Mince the celery very fine. You will be glad you did.

                Sunday, January 17, 2021

                February - The Love Month #2

                I love poetry. Shameless hot love. I found the Poetry Foundation. 

                I went there hunting poems about Love. This poem was listed under Funny Love Poems. The poem comes from the book Bar Napkin Sonnets. 

                I have lived this and I ain't laughing. Poem so good it hurts. I am remembering, lusting after and loving all and everyone who was there. I love them now. Even those who do not talk to me anymore.
                Bar Napkin Sonnet #11
                Things happen when you drink too much mescal.
                One night, with not enough food in my belly,
                he kept on buying. I'm a girl who'll fall
                damn near in love with gratitude and, well, he
                was hot and generous and so the least
                that I could do was let him kiss me, hard
                and soft and any way you want it, beast
                and beauty, lime and salt—sweet Bacchus' pards—
                and when his friend showed up I felt so warm
                and generous I let him kiss me too.
                His buddy asked me if it was the worm
                inside that makes me do the things I do.
                I wasn't sure which worm he meant, the one
                I ate? The one that eats at me alone?
                by Moira Egan

                February - the Love Month #1


                since you’ve been gone
                since you’ve been gone, I’ve been alone.
                like an arm without a bone.
                dangling limply like a phone that’s out of charge.
                like homer without marge.
                like an egg without a spoon.
                like a dugong on the moon.
                like a clownfish without nemo.
                like twilight without emo.
                like hardy without laurel.
                like high ground without the moral.
                like disney without walt.
                like battery without assault.
                like a pet shop without gerbils.
                like hitler without goebbels.
                like a dilemma without the di,
                just a lemma and a sigh.
                like déjà without vu,
                I am nothing without you.
                till the day that you come back,
                I’m like whitney without crack.
                - Bill Bailey (via acupofpoetry)

                Saturday, January 16, 2021

                The Dream

                "Our only hope today lies in our ability to recapture the revolutionary spirit and go out into a sometimes hostile world declaring eternal hostility to poverty, racism, and militarism." - Martin Luther King
                Countee Cullen is a giant of an American poet. I dream America free of bigotry of the killing kind - so exquisitely expressed in Cullen's poem.
                Countee Cullen
                INCIDENT
                Once riding in old Baltimore,
                Heart-filled, head-filled with glee,
                I saw a Baltimorean
                Keep looking straight at me.
                Now I was eight and very small,
                And he was no whit bigger,
                And so I smiled, but he poked out
                His tongue, and called me, 'Nigger.'
                I saw the whole of Baltimore
                From May until December;
                Of all the things that happened there
                That's all that I remember.
                Rest in Peace Martin Luther King Jr. The struggle continues.

                Lyrics to Lift Every Voice and Sing written by another poet of the Harlem Renaissance James Weldon Johnson. Composer is J. Rosamond Johnson. History of the Harlem Renaissance and its Poets HERE. 

                Lyrics:
                Lift ev'ry voice and sing,
                'Til earth and heaven ring,
                Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;

                Let our rejoicing rise
                High as the list'ning skies,
                Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
                Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
                Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
                Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
                Let us march on 'til victory is won.
                Stony the road we trod,
                Bitter the chastening rod,
                Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
                Yet with a steady beat,
                Have not our weary feet
                Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
                We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
                We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered,
                Out from the gloomy past,
                'Til now we stand at last
                Where the gleam of our bright star is cast.
                God of our weary years,
                God of our silent tears,
                Thou who has brought us thus far on the way;
                Thou who has by Thy might
                Led us into the light,
                Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
                Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
                Lest, our hearts drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee;
                Shadowed beneath Thy hand,
                May we forever stand,
                True to our God,
                True to our native land.

                Tuesday, January 12, 2021

                Veni, vidi, vice. - Julius Caesar

                Graphic by Buddy McCue.

                I studied two semesters of Latin in High School. This is the only sentence in Latin I know beyond the Latin Mass. It translates I came, I saw, I conquered.

                I have been absent and this is the first time I have been able to think anything at all much less write anything. I am grumpy. I did not much like John McCain when he was alive. I see no reason to like him now that he is dead. Rest in Peace.

                I am thinking about War. We were lied into the Iraq War. Saddam with WMD was an outright utilitarian lie. Democrats under Obama should not have 'moved on' for the 'good of the country.' Torture is a war crime. Bush and Cheyney need to stand trial. Not doing anything about it was cowardly and accelerated our current contempt at all levels for 'facts' and the rule of law. Our biggest problem now is rampant corruption. I like the way the Bible puts it. 
                Galatians 6:7
                Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
                So let us talk about war heros like Julius Caesar. And The USA waging war somewhere on the globe for a moment.

                We have not won any wars. We are currently at war all over the globe. It is all the same war. We have been in continuous war for more than 30 years now.

                This approach to diplomacy is making us poor and the 1% rich and killing innocent people. We are a global bully and the chickens are coming home to roost.

                Bush and Republican policy created the last fiscal disaster. A taxcut for the Corpos and 1% while in a war is the perfect recipe for fiscal disaster. And that is what they did to us and have just done again.

                On a lighter note, the corn and cantaloupes seem especially yummy right now. One day, we will eat the Rich and the Corpos. They will leave us no other choice.



                Thursday, January 7, 2021

                Josh Hawley and Friends - OMG GOP WTF?

                "If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that's read by people who move their lips when they're reading to themselves." – Don Marquis

                White Power Salute at the Capitol

                I am political. Josh Hawley is trashing MY STATE and he does not live here. He participated in an insurrection in order to install an unelected and totally rejected Donald Trump. Evidence above. Josh Hawley is an over educated underspanked elite douchebag.  

                He has friends among the Conservative. Mike Lee is a social climbing oleaginous schmuck. He is one of those not conservative at all Conservatives. With a bad haircut. Skeeves me. Even he was intelligent enough to avoid the fray. Too bad because he is one of the worst of the 'conservative' gang. The stupid Kochs are going 'Gee golly willikers, maybe we made a mistake.' Makes me want to stab people. I apologize to my Lady Shrink for this post. But I digress. 

                I vote at a Black VFW club. Or I did before the pandemic made social distancing necessary. Two voting machines in the back of an old Victorian bar. In 2016, I wrote in Elizabeth Warren. I just walk around the block. Poll workers are my neighbors and friends. All elderly and middle aged Black Veterans. They close the bar during voting. Hawley is trashing my friends and our State system.

                Hawley is the kind of authoritarian psychopath that invaded the Capitol. I want to rip his tits off. I need the PERP WALK. So Bubba, Tyrone, Hector and Hamza can rip his tits off. I am old or I would do it myself. Fuck you FBI. I knew the Magat Insurrection was going to happen. What is your problem? 

                Hawley is the smart Trump. The anti Christ for real. And there is at least one more of him being recruited. This other NEWtrump competition is blonde and devastatingly handsome but not as smart as Hawley. Cannot remember his name, but I got his and his backer's game. Might be time to resurrect this Play. Frank Zappa grokked in fullness. See Music below:




                Tuesday, January 5, 2021

                Salmagundi of Elite Douchebags and a Wonder Woman Poem

                I praise Stacey Abrams.
                Oh yes I do-ooh.
                I heart you Stacey.
                You turned Georgia Blue-ooh.
                You keep winning. You do.
                Oh Stacey you do YOU.
                Selah.

                Tomorrow is Right Wing Protest Day. And the media is whipping up excitement.  I think I will have an orgasm of schadenfreude watching Corpos and Republicans and Right Wingers suffer. Galations 6:7. 

                Trump tormented Raffensberger into anxious desperation. What do anxious tormented Republicans like Raffy do when anxious and tormented into a corner? Their last desperate stand? They tell the truth. Their 'mace' becomes fact. 

                And now as the gunnies and trumpistas gather tomorrow, as they threaten civil war, stupide Kochs are going 'Gee maybe we made a mistake.' I do not know whether to laugh or cry.

                Rebel Josh Hawley is an over educated underspanked elite douchebag. I was going "Hawley who?" So I listened to a tape of him talking about his 'rebellion.' He is going to challenge my State's election results. I know how our system works in PA and Philly. I vote here. I want to rip his tits off.

                I am going to contrast and compare the state of DC infrastructure after a 'protest' by right wingers. I am really looking forward to this. What is the popo going to do? Is TrumpUS going to call out the teargas, rubber bullets, a general and a bible during the festivities? Is a teen Jesusgunner with a big gun going to shoot a proudboy for us? 

                I have been so frightened. I am beyond that now. I am LMAO. Helter Skelter Bunky. Has Manson been right all along? aardunza has kindly added to our playlist. You have a song you think appropriate? The comments are yours, Cher. 

                Tuesday, December 29, 2020

                Goodbye 2020

                salmagundi
                noun
                sal · ma · gun · di | \ ËŒSal-ma-ˈgen-dÄ“\

                1: a salad plate of chopped meats, anchovies, eggs, and vegetables arranged in rows for contrast and dressed with a salad dressing

                2: a heterogeneous mixture : POTPOURRI


                /Bigotry - subheading Racism/ is like owning a big dog. We shall call the dog ICK.

                I have no problem with your ICK as long as you (global not personal you) keep it at home or on a leash. Nurture your ICK. Cuddle it to your heart's content. Feed it beer and jerky in front of the TV. Be as ICKY as you like.

                When you take ICK out in public, and ICK bites me or defecates on my lawn or hurts children, you make your ICK my and the public's problem. And we must and do have appropriate remedies for that. This is a sign that appeared in minority neighborhoods in 2016.


                I am frightened. We are close enough to the edge of the cliff that I can see a bit over it. I try not to shove people into groups so forcefully they cannot and do not exist as individuals. That is a Sin, if Sin can be said to exist. I want to give up, and want others to give up, doing politics as a team sport. I will take ideas how we can do that.


                It is only in my lifetime that Women can have a bank account and a mortgage without permission from a Father or Husband. It is only in my lifetime I can walk down the street holding hands with a Black friend and not be noticed at all. It is only in my lifetime that a Black entertainer can stay overnight at a hotel s/he is working at. We can be back there in 1959 in an instant.


                Last but not least, we need some Dirt. See photo below. I see two balls. Where is the penis? That is some severe tucking. I think I know how the works is tucked, but I hesitate to elaborate. Let me just say Spanx and folds. I do not care if I am fat shaming. I am a tolerant Liberal. That means I even tolerate my nasty self. 

                "We ought to leave this world behind." - Dary from Letterkenny