PETS - Camping.

It is Good to be the King - Mel Brooks

One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you end up being governed by your inferiors. - Plato

I am opposed to millionaires, but it would be dangerous to offer me the position. - Mark Twain American Claimant (1892).

On Sunday, my Daughter and I are throwing a Writing-a-letter-to-Senators festival. Will not take long. We have stamps and envelopes and paper. Do your job, Senators. SCOTUS needs a new Justice. Lots of work to do.

“A Bloomberg poll found that 78 percent of voters would like to see Citizens United overturned, and this view held across a range of partisan loyalties: Republicans at 80 percent; Democrats at 83; and independents at 71.”

I would vote for Trump tomorrow, the shitweasel, if he said "When I am POTUS, we are going to try the architects of the Iraq War, which has impoverished all of us, for treason." Trump said that the Suits lied us into the Iraq war and that took big giant balls. Or a lot of cocaine. That is how Donald Trump the Vulgar could become King. Think about it.

BOLERO - Musical Interlude for Attitude Adjustment

Published on Jan 10, 2014 

Le Boléro de Ravel interprété par des musiciens de l'Orchestre national d'Île-de-France et des étudiants du conservatoire à rayonnement départemental d'Aulnay-sous-Bois lors d'un Flashmob à la gare Saint-Lazare en novembre 2013. Direction Christophe Mangou.

Why do we hurt each other when we could do this instead?

Consciousness

In the morning they are giving me injections into the nerves in my lower spine. The injections do not bother me. The anesthesia that takes away my consciousness scares me. I might not wake up.

I am worrying about the general state of my consciousness for other reasons as well. I am having fantasies in print of stabbing Trump protesters. I am 73 and having a hard go walking at the moment. So while I am serious, the whole plan is silly. At least for now.

So my Shrink has a word for what I am doing at the moment. I cannot remember what the word is. Damn. I have a mood disorder. I once ran someone over with a car. I have to work at living a little differently than others. I have to notice myself.

I am getting caught up in the air of violence coming out of my TV set. Even though they say the steroids into the spine will not make me manic, they are full of shit. Less manic than other forms. Thank God for Ativan.

I started reading about the Shoah and Hitler when I was about 17. I read William Shirer's The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich in 1960. I read all the books about Evil and Zen that followed. I am a well read maniac. The Republican Party is scaring the beejesus out me. The Trump rallies are like cruelty parties. I am a Polish Roman Catholic. I know about cruelty parties. I have been in the middle of a mob of good old boys. Scary.

So, wish me luck. In spite of my whining, I will be fine. And my dropped foot and pain will have further improved. And Shrink is calling me tomorrow. I still want to stab people. Thank God for Ativan.