How Horrible is Trump?

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Below is a list of countries that take in the most refugees from Syria, according to CNN, which I think is a fairly reliable source of information. First I will give you a quote from CNN, then I will give my own thoughts. “A staggering share of them are children and teens: More than half are under age 17, according to U.N. figures.”

First I’d like to point out the nations that are absent from this list: Saudi Arabia, and Kuwait, who pride themselves on being conservative Sunni Muslims, who pride themselves on giving sanctuary to those in need, like Idi Amin, the Butcher of Uganda. Now let’s take a look at the European countries that have taken in so many Syrian refugees. Please note that Sweden and Germany have taken in tens of thousands, yet their countries have not been victims of any major terrorist attacks. Now look at France. My homeland was victimized by a number of terrorist attacks in 2016. Guess how many of the perpetrators of these acts were from Syria? The answer is zero. With the exception of the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001, most acts of terrorism that have occurred in the USA have been done by people from the USA who were militarized/brainwashed by Jihadist propaganda. Also, the majority of the people responsible for the Terrorist Attacks of September 11, 2001 were from our wonderful ally, Saudi Arabia. Was Saudi Arabia included in Trump’s executive order? No, of course not! Did his Executive Order make us safer as a country? No! Of course not!

Oh, and by the way, where did Timothy McVeigh come from? Trump is a demagogue, marginalizing people in order to score political points. To me this sounds vaguely familiar to Adolf Hitler. It amuses me that a recent poll said that 40% of the public think Trump should be impeached, up from 35% last week. The poll was conducted by the Center for Public Policy, hardly a left-wing stronghold. So all you people who voted for Trump, I hope you’re happy. You’ve put a psychopathic, narcissistic, misogynist in the White House. Good job!

Lebanon: 1.1 million.
Jordan: 629,000.
Iraq: 249,000.
Egypt: 132,000.
Germany: 98,700.
Sweden: 64,700.
France: 6,700.
United Kingdom: 7,000.

In closing, here is a link to an excellent article about Trump’s racist, divisive and ill-conceived executive order from the New York Times.

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Bunnyman, Goatman, Crybaby Bridge

While I was born in France, and it is a country rife with folk lore and legends, I want to devote this post to the United States where I have spent the majority of my life. From the Volga River to the Atlantic Coast, and from North Africa to the Arctic Circle, there are a myriad of stories, which are mostly well-documented of every sort of ghost, goblin, fairy, troll, witch and spirit, while the stories of the New World seem to be less well-documented. So I would like to devote this post to a couple of stories that were part of the collective minds of a special region in the New World that I called home when my family finally repatriated from France to the United States of America in 1964.

Prince George’s County, Maryland was founded in the late Seventeenth Century and named after the Prince Consort of the United Kingdom’s Queen Anne. As my own arrowhead collection attests, there was an abundant population of native Americans who lived and prospered in this region before the advent of the Age of Exploration. After returning to the United States, my family settled in an area of Prince George’s County called Oxon Hill. It was there among my classmates that I heard the first story that I am about to relate. It is both farcical and horrible.

The Bunnyman

A couple married. They were young and in love. The wedding was well-attended. After the nuptial ceremony, as they approached their car, from the crowd emerged a man in a bunny suit. He was wielding an ax. He chopped the bride and groom to death, and just as quickly as he emerged, he vanished into the crowd. He was never apprehended. In fact, he may not have been human at all, but some strange cross-breed of human and rabbit, or he may actually have been a demon from Hell. He lurks still, ready to pounce on any unsuspecting newlyweds with his hatchet in hand.

Crybaby Bridge and the Goatman

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On Tucker Road there is a bridge. If one approaches from Saint Barnabas Road from the north, one will go down a country road that crosses Henson Creek. It was at the bridge that crosses the creek that a woman was involved in a car accident. A creature, half-man, half-goat, jumped in front of her car. Sadly for the woman, this was before the age of mandatory car seats, and her new born baby, who was in the car with her, was killed when she veered off the road to avoid hitting this strange creature. Now, on every full moon, if one ventures down to the bridge on Tucker Road that crosses Henson Creek, one can hear the cries of this baby. As for the goat-man, he has never been accused of killing anybody, but he has been seen. He lives under the bridge. In the dead of night, if one approaches Cry Baby Bridge, if you disturb him, he will show himself. His appearance is so ghastly that once seen, the interloper will be struck mad.

Wikipedia has an entry on the Goatman that is completely spurious and should be discounted. It says the Goatman comes from Beltsville of all places. No, the Goatman comes from Oxon Hill and he is still there. Don’t disturb him. Don’t go looking for him. I’ve had friends who saw him from a distance, and they are all dead now. One was run over by a car on Indian Head Highway, dragged a mile by a car until his body was a mash of pulp. Another was a girl who fell into a bad crowd, got pregnant by an abusive man, and was last seen walking down Route 301 South, in a daze. Nobody knows what happened to her. Her baby was left in the care of its paternal grandparents, and its father died of an overdose.

Notes:

  1. Proceedings of the Council of Maryland, 1696/7:1698, Volume 23, Page 23.
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HRH The Duchess of Cambridge

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There was a time when I had nothing but contempt for the woman once known as Kate Middleton. She was the most common of commoners, in my former opinion- the spoiled daughter of nouveau riche parents. I thought that she was a man-eating, calculating scold who had set her cap on the third-in-line to the British throne. I saw her as woman who was hungry for advancement and social status.

It is with pleasure that I report that my opinion of her has done a 180 degree change. Time and again, she has shown herself to be worthy of the title Her Royal Highness through duty and attention that seems to be more of the clothe of her grandmother-in-law, HRH Queen Elizabeth, than that of Diana Spencer. Although I know it is not good to speak ill of the dead, Princess Diana, time has proven, was mentally unstable, spoiled and self-serving. She did everything she could to tear down the monarchy which had so richly rewarded her. While the media portrayed her as a saint and a doting mother, the truth is that she was in fact the self-entitled, calculating social climber, whose misjudgment was the cause of her own death.

That being said, it is funny how the tabloids over the past year have been proclaiming that Kate Middleton is pregnant again! Hooray! Well, I just saw a recent photograph of her on the Telegraph and she by no means looked pregnant.  Given the difficulties she experienced with her first two pregnancies; that is, morning sickness so severe that she had to be hospitalized, I think she would be quite mad to get pregnant so soon after the birth of Princess Charlotte. (I think that they should have made her first name Elizabeth, but I have nieces and nephews with names that are beyond the pale. Parents name their children whatever suits them.)  This media fascination with the Duchess of Cambridge feeds an urgent need among the public to have a young, beautiful woman who represents virtue, duty and an almost god-like status akin to an Earth Mother.

Despite my misgivings about Kate, I woke up at the crack of dawn here on the East Coast of the United States in order to watch her wedding. I love English pageantry. They’ve got it down pat. When I was a young man, I did the same thing when Princess Anne got married, and I’ve never missed a royal wedding to save my life. I love to watch the Queen at the Trooping of the Guards. I saw firsthand when that nut-job fired a starter pistol at her, and she handled her horse with expertise, all the while maintaining her calm. While I was less than impressed by the parade of celebrities who were given access to the wedding of Kate Middleton to Prince William, I thought that the ceremony was beautiful and poignant. I remember how sad Prince Andrew looked, divorced, alone, with two ugly daughters who are clearly no comfort to him in his advancing years.

At any rate, the Duchess of Cambridge has proven herself time and again to be worthy of the role of Queen Consort one day. I’ve seen her standing in the rain, in high heals, out to here pregnant, in order to fulfill her role as a royal. Not a hint of scandal has disgrace her marriage so far. Already at this point in the marriage of Prince Charles and Lady Diana, there were rumors floating about regarding infidelity on both their sides. One has only to look at Prince Harry to wonder, “Who’s that baby’s daddy?” There will be no such questions asked of Kate’s progeny. She carries herself with a regal grace as though born for the job. She dresses tastefully and doesn’t waste her money on silly fads. (Remember Princess Diana’s aromatherapy bill?) She dresses tastefully without ostentation. She lets her own natural beauty shine through. The above picture is from Vogue magazine, courtesy of Getty Images, and I think it proves my point. Good show, Your Grace!

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Street Musicians Worthy of Worship

These guys will amaze you!

This duet encapsulates why New York is the greatest city in the world. Yes, it is even greater than Paris! If you are a music-lover, a musician, or just one who appreciates great street art, please click on the link that is the caption to the photograph of this duo. These guys deserve a record contract and an international tour. I’d pay good money to see them in concert! Rock on, you two! Rock on!

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On Faith

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Of Jesus, there is no historical record and that is very strange when one considers the volumes of records that the Romans left behind. Of God? Well, if there is a God, then where did He come from? A rational mind can’t help but question, yet the Church teaches that it is wrong to question. We must accept blindly. Anything that doesn’t make sense, like the Holy Trinity, we are told, “That, my child, is a mystery.” Still, I pray. I pray for my enemies. I pray for all life on this planet. I pray because it brings me comfort. Is that faith? Or is it self-delusion?

I find it interesting that the lesions in the temporal lobe of the brain cause sufferers of this form of epilepsy to experience religious/spiritual hallucinations. Is there a chink in the armor of religious passions? A creationist would tell you that God put that in the human brain because of his grand scheme.  I am not a creationist.  I do not believe that God created the Earth in six days, nor do I believe God is responsible for the singularity that created the Big Bang.  Yet, perhaps because of a life-time of brainwashing, and experiences that could also be put down to coincidence, I shy away from declaring myself an atheist.  Isn’t saying “There is no God!” the basic equivalent of saying, “There is a God!”  But agnostics hold no water with me either.

To me agnosticism is a cop-out.  Agnostics say, “Well, I don’t know for sure. Maybe there is a God. Maybe there isn’t.” That is not rational thinking.  It’s like playing roulette and hoping your number lands on the right spot. I’ve never met an agnostic who could carry a theological or philosophical argument to its conclusion.  I have no respect for them.  They might as well be religious zealots because they argue a point that has no basis in rational thinking.  They are simply cowards who are hedging their bets.

Many religions are responsible for the creation of amazing works of art: Christianity, Buddhism, Hinduism, even the cave paintings of Lascaux.  (Please note that I have left Islam out of this equation.  Despite some lovely mosques, I find that Islam, iconoclastic and jihadist is better at destroying things than creating them.)  Let us examine this burst of creativity for what it is.  Mostly, as in the Renaissance, it was the product of talented artists in the employ of corrupt, sociopaths like the Medici and Borgias.  It has been said that the worst crimes of humanity have been committed in the name of religion.  Any student of history can confirm this.  Exactly how many people were brutally murdered and tortured by the Inquisition, and by their Protestants is still up to debate, but it can be safely said that hundreds of thousands of people were brutally tortured and murdered by both the Inquisition and by their Protestant counterparts.  It makes me laugh that Thomas More, a martyred saint of the Catholic Church condemned dozens to the stake during his brief tenure as Henry VIII’s chancellor.  Then there are the modern-day Islamic jihadist terrorists who callously take their own lives and hundreds, thousands of others in the name of their religion.  How can any rational mind not see religion as a blight, a curse on humanity?

So yes, my faith wavers.  Sometimes I go to Mass, but I find little comfort in it.  Sometimes I go to Confession.  Almost without exception, I find the words of the priest, as he gives me absolution and penance, hollow and of little relevance to my everyday life.  I like to go to churches, Catholic churches, because they are so pretty inside.  I find aesthetic pleasure in the stained glass windows, the little shrines, the flickering candles.  Is this faith?  No, it is an age-old slight of hand to divert my attention from the serious question.  Is there a God? What is His nature?  What will happen when I die?

It is this age-old existential anxiety that I find pulling me toward faith- a fear that if I am not good, if I do not believe, then my soul will be condemned to eternal damnation.  Idiot morons who have never actually read the Christian bible will tell you that God is love.  Well, that may be part of the Christian God, but He is also vengeful, waiting in the wings to send his only-begotten son, born of the Blessed Virgin, to come back and judge the living and the dead.  Those who don’t pass the mustard will be condemned to an eternity (and that means forever) of everlasting pain and suffering, torment beyond belief.  Let us think of the God of Abraham, who told him to sacrifice his son to him as some kind of test.  Well, if God is all-knowing and all-powerful, then He would already have known how the test would turn out.  Why put this poor man through such psychological torment if He were not some kind of sadist who enjoys seeing His children suffer?  Why would he create a set of rules that He already knows some will break and some lucky few will keep?  It makes no sense.  None of it makes sense.

Despite all this, I continue to pray the old prayers that I was taught as a child.  They bring me comfort.  They settle my mind.  Is this some biochemical reaction in the temporal lobe of my brain?  Self-delusion?  Or am I really making personal contact with the Great Creator, our Father who art in Heaven?

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The Triumph of Madness

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Chain post winding its way through Facebook

I believe that high capacity automatic rifles should be banned. Ronald Reagan, a victim of gun violence, was able to push through this legislation, but then, Congress was split between the two parties, Dem’s controlling the House and GOP in the Senate. I’m not 100% sure on this congressional dynamic, but I’m pretty sure Tip O’Neil was Speaker of the House at the time and he was a Democrat. At any rate, their is no sensible reason why people should be able to buy automatic rifles and load them with high-capacity clips. The only reason to have this capability is to either, chop down a tree very loudly, or to kill a lot of people in a short period of time. The same can be said of a nuclear weapon. Yes?

Should every citizen have the right to build a nuclear weapon and carry it about their person? People forget that the Second Amendment begins with the words, “…well regulated…” and it speaks in terms of the need for a militia. Unless you are a member of a “well regulated militia…” then the Second Amendment does not, can not apply to you! The power and influence of the National Rifle Association shocks me. The culture of gun worship in this country right now disturbs me. Right now, a chain message is running its way through Facebook. It talks in the first person about a person standing in line at the grocery store who has a gun concealed under his/her shirt. It pontificates on how if somebody tries to kill the people in the store, they will use their gun to protect the other shoppers and their family. It goes on to say that this person will not die begging for their lives. I don’t need a gun to die with dignity at the hands of gun violence. The odds of that happening are rather astronomical. It’s this kind of gun worship propaganda that is responsible for the laissez-faire attitude among our law makers, who quake at the power of the NRA, and crave their campaign contributions that are leaving our nation prone and victim to the acts of individual nut jobs, like the one who killed all those poor children at Sandy Hook, who by the way was not a Muslim terrorist. 

It is this kind of mad, wild West mentality that is causing our country to descend into a state of anarchy. I think of Cliven Bundy and his stand off a couple of years ago. Using a combination of assault rifles and their own families as human shields, they were able to bully away Federal agents who were simply trying to disarm Bundy, and make him stop grazing his cattle on Federal land. To me this exemplified in stark reality, the ability of a small-group of fanatics who could easily defy Federal authority.  If our central government breaks down, then the United States of America will degenerate into a lawless, broken hodgepodge of lawless autonomous zones where nobody is safe and infrastructure will collapse, leaving what was formally the U.S.A. even more prone to attack from its enemies. Maybe we should all start learning to speak Chinese, or Russian, or Arabic?

Let me conclude by saying that I don’t want anybody standing behind me in the grocery store with a gun under their shirt.  Keep your guns at home.  If you are so afraid to go shopping that you have to carry a gun with you, then I suggest your order your foodstuffs and other items online and have them delivered to your doorstep.

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Poem: Behold the Man

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Once a month I cum

And when I do, my cock shoots blood.
How sweet! The pain of children
Never born.  It makes my spine
Quiver like a bow string.

Soon there will be another flood.
Bursts of water from God’s grin.
Washed away, everything fine
And then another, strange Spring.

Little boy says, “Red rum.”

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