Sunday, October 30, 2022

Charles the Last?

 A tizzy of speculation has been spun up about the state of the British Monarchy, now that Queen Elizabeth, whom everyone loved, is gone and Charles steps into the role of King.

The big buzz is whether Monarchy is even relevant and/or useful in this 21st century. 

Recently, while reading blogs and comments on UnHerd, I saw one comment referring to the new monarch as “Charles the Last.”

’T’was just over a century ago—1914— that the entire continent of Europe was cast into War, as a consequence of the assassination of one Royal, Archduke Franz Ferdinand of Austria.

When at last the dust settled in 1918 as war yielded to Armistice and Peace, the question of Royal relevance was a hot issue, and has been on the back burner ever since.

Several years ago, we visited the Schonbrunn palace in Austria, palace of the Hapsburgs. While there, I snapped this picture; it is the room in which Emperor Karl the Last, in 1918, signed away the Hapsburg empire, although he “would not abdicate,” whatever that means.




 Are Kings and Queens even useful for anything any more?

Now the Brits have Charles III and speculation arises about just how relevant his role will be. 

My curiosity about the issue was kindled ten years ago when I acquired an original edition of the Times of London Coronation Issue, commemorating the Coronation of Charles’ grandfather, George VI, on May 12, 1937.




Looking back into European history, there are Charleses all over the place.

The original monarch was Charles the Great, which is an anglicized way of pronouncing the French nomen, Charlemagne. His notable accomplishment was an 8th-century AD manifestation of reviving the Roman empire, after its long, 400+ years of slumber after the Huns had plundered ancient Rome during earlier centuries.

 Prior to acceding to that expansive title, Charlemagne had reigned over the Carolingian dynasty, an 8th-century royal development that arose among the Franks, or early French people.

During the next thousand years there were several European Charleses.

Most notably, in the 1500’s, along came Charles V, Holy Roman Emperor, which royal role included multiple honors such as Archduke of Austria, King of Spain, Lord of the Netherlands, Duke of Burgundy and first head of the House of Hapsburg, in Austria.

Much later, in 1918, came Karl (German for Charles), the last emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, last emperor of the Hapsburg dynasty, which reigned over Austria, Hungary and several other nations of the Hapsburg dynasty. More about Karl, later.


As for England, Henry VIII’s disputes in 1500’s with continental Europe and the Catholics had forced a permanent separation. By the 1600’s, the independently-minded Brits had their own homegrown royals and priests. But their contentious habits precipitated a Civil War (1642-51), during which King Charles I was beheaded, in 1649, by the Parliament and the rebellious Protestants therein. 

But, not to worry, the monarchy of the Brits was restored when his son, Charles II was crowned in 1660, after the Brits had figured out a way to get along with each other. 

All was well until the Americans stirred up a hornets nest of rebellion in 1776.

But we Yanks made up for our rebellious ways when we helped the Brits and Allies during World Wars I and II. But I digress.

So now, in 2022, along comes Charles III, son of the longest-reigning monarch of all time, Elizabeth II. 

And the big question in British minds is just how relevant and/or useful can a King be in this 21st century.

Time will tell . . . what Charles III will able to contribute to the welfare and strength of the British people, and how his choices will set the course for his progeny. 

Meanwhile, while watching a movie

     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRxsLwqx4VM&t=2737s

 about Karl, last Emperor of the Hapsburgs, I saw this:  




The face in this frame is an actor’s. Here’s a pic of the real Karl the Last of Austria-Hungary.


As for Charles III of Britain and his acceptance by the British people, Will he be Charles the Last (monarch)? Time will tell.

All we can say is: God save the King!


Smoke

Saturday, October 29, 2022

A Statesman Stumps Against trumpism

 A  former President went down to Georgia and he was looking for some voters to heal.



He talked common sense and faith to them folks down in the deep south, ( where I grew up . . . three states over, in Louisiana)

Watch and listen:  Statesman Obama

Here are few of the words he spoke to them:

“My favorite President was a guy named Abe Lincoln. He helped found the Republican party.

It used to be that there were GOP members who championed progress and civil rights and rule of law, even when some Democrats, especially down here in the South, did not.

That’s part of our history.

So it has not always been one party or another. But these days, right now, just about every Republican politician seems obsessed with two things: owning the libs, and getting Donald Trump’s approval.

. . . But that’s their agenda. It’s not long; it’s not complicated, and, at least, to me, its not very inspiring.

They’re not interested in actually solving problems. They’re interested in making you angry and finding somebody to blame, because that way, you may not notice that they’ve got no answers of their own.

I can tell you what Stacey Abrams is obsessed with. As a small business owner, and the daughter of two ministers, she’s focused on making sure every Georgian has an opportunity to get ahead. That’s why she wants to invest Georgia’s surplus in the fundamentals: good schools, a higher standard of living, more affordable health care and housing. That’s her agenda.

I can tell you whatRaphaelWarnock cares about. As your senator, he hasn’t been off chasing wacky conspiracy theories. He hasn’t been drumming up fear and division. He’s been working to lower prescription drug costs, and boost manufacturing jobs and expand health care for veterans, who got sick fighting for the United States of America. That’s who Rev. Warnock is; that’s his agenda.

. . . They are both hard-working, God-fearing, community-serving people, who tell the truth and stick to their word. . . treat everybody with decency and respect.

Hearing Barack Obama reminds me of the good old days when leaders actually worked to get things done in the halls of government, before our politics went all to trumpian hell.

On January 6, 2021, those hallowed halls,  where governance takes place, were, under the influence of the trumpian tyranny, trashed and thrashed. 

But now it is time to, as Christ instructed John the Revelator in Rev. 3:2, "strengthen the things that remain." If you're not familiar with that biblical reference, go find the Senator from Georgia,  Rev. Raphael Warnock, and ask him about it.

Glass half-Full

Saturday, October 22, 2022

A Day in the Strife

 I have been struggling with this new song. Borrowing the Lennon tune from Sgt. Pepper's Day in the Life, I composed a message to our nation, to our people and to the world, describing and lamenting what happened to our Capitol, our Representatives and Senators, and to our very Nation on January 6, 2021. 

Here's the written message: 

I heard the news about Old Glory

Fifty stars dragged down into the mire

A crowd of rebels in our Capitol

They cast our Congress to oblivion

I saw the video.

 

They blew their mind out in a riot

They wouldn’t notice that the nation changed.

A crowd of people watched online.

They’d seen that dread spirit long before, in 1864.

Nobody was really sure of what was happening.

 

Our nation’s  soul was up for grabs.

The joker brandishing his tyranny

Casting spells of spoken alchemy

Tossing tales of woken enmity.

 

He’d spouted words stand back stand by

They stormed the Dome with rebel cry.

They trashed and dashed our hallowed hall

They wouldn’t read the writing on the wall

 

He blew their minds out with a lie

They raised the zombie rebel cry

A freaked-out nation sat and stared

They’d seen that face before, back in 1864.

Nobody was really sure what the hell was happening.

His curse was marching on.

Capitol

You can listen to my current version here: 

A Day in the Strife

Glass half-Full

Sunday, October 16, 2022

Window Gazing

Raising your vision

to survey the ascent of man,

the blocked-up struct

of human accomplishment,

would you look to the Left ?

WindowObs

Notice that bird of paradise

perching, gazing expectantly

into some ancient 

Tree of Knowledge?

. . . Searching for the answer,

maybe some 

Edenic narrative

to inspire and instruct mankind . . .

or conversely, 

some Hegelian dialect

to direct us toward 

proletariat  paradise?

 

Or would you shift your attention

to the other side, the Right side

of that shuttered-up bay . . .

we notice human endeavor,

 catching sight of that

catty predator who lurks

to pounce upon us

to take control of us

by catnip pharmakia, or

aphrodesiac spell, or

if push comes to shove,

brutal raw violent power?!

. . . 

Either way you look at it 

will you descend into the darkness of 

merely human wishful thinking?

toward indeterminable destiny,

the luck of the draw or,

To recall an old song:

Clowns to the left of me,

Jokers to the right, here  I am

stuck in the middle with you.

But but but. . .  is that all there is?!

in the nether regions of the deep

in the dark boarded-up thanatos of

human endeavor we

find, ‘zounds!, the worst fate of all:

to be shuttered,

boarded up, abandoned

in the lower regions of the world

never again to be noticed

by the citizens of this world,

passersby. Damn!

Wait a minute. I remember someth . .

might be a time to

look up!

ScrapingSky

Selah!

Behold! 

I show you a mystery.

We shall not all sleep,

but we shall all be changed, 

in a moment, in the twinkling

of an eye. . . 

It could happen: a better world

up there somewhere.

Believe or Not!

Glass half-Full 

Thursday, October 13, 2022

History in the Making!

 Who you gonna call?

Jan6 Committee

Treason Busters! United States House of Representatives special committee to uncover the truth about  what happened in our Capitol during the Jan6 insurrection! 

They discovered:

Bannon boy spurted the game plan, before the main event. Before the election, he let the batshit crazy cat burglar out of the bag:

“If Biden is winning, there’s gonna be some crazy sh*t.”

'T'was Pre-planned treason against the American people and against our duly-elected Congress. . . is what it was, truth be told.

And Bannon’s pre-planned sh*t did indeed hit the fan! serious bullcrap, even a dead American Capitol-defender or two, as a consequence of trump's treasonous fun and games . . . and boldly deposited defecation on the floors of the US House and US Senate!. . .

just as bannon boy had said: there’s gonna be some crazy sh*t!

Stop the Steal!: Famous Lost Words shouted by world-class losers.

The Winners? The American people, thanks to our Congress,  . . . who withstood the attack, and then appointed House members to get to the bottom of what happened. . .

Raskin, Schiff, Thompson, Cheney, Kinzinger, Luria, Lofgren, Aguilar, Murphy. God bless America! and a few brave legislators.

Raskin and Schiff, God bless ‘em . . . smelled the rat long before it crawled into the Rotunda on Jan6 ’21. Your persistence has borne fruit. Never give up, advocating for truth and accountability.

Meanwhile back at the ranch. . .

Liz took the ballot-box beating in Wyoming so that she could do the right thing to deliver our Republic safely, back into the Rule of Law . . .

battling in our House to prevent  our Executive branch falling under a renewed occupancy  by Rebumlican gangleader trump, whose harpy minions, called now to accountability. . . quickly proclaim: Fifth!

“Fifth.” Roger Stone, John Eastman and a throng of lawless shroud boys and oath-leapers, leaping over the Rule of Law to defecate in the legislative chambers, fulfilling bannon boy’s prophetic gutterance: . . . “some crazy shit!”

This just in: US Supreme Court declines to rule on trump’s Special Master bellyaching.

Meanwhile the urgent call goes out: Is there a Statesman in the house? Not for long . . .

Adam Kinzinger will be bowing out of Congress after a stellar job of defending the Government of the People of the United States of America.. Maybe he's fed up with politics. Job well done, Adam. Your mission is accomplished in Congress. But hey!

Who’s gonna clean up the Rebumlican party after this mess?

Who we gonna call?!

Treason busters! Cheney, Kinzinger . . . Collins?  any volunteers?

Glass half-Full

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

Magnolia Dignity (Replay)

 Here's a re-run of the ode-to-Georgia poem I wrote and published in 2021:

Hark!  

I think I saw a flash in the pan!

I think I can; I think I can

Yes, I can see a flash in Atlan-

-ta!

Georgia!

Yep! Georgia’s on my mind

Cuz now in Georgia we do find

A glint of hope!

Maybe now our USA can cope.

Cuz trump’s senator Perdue got thrashed

By Governor Kemp in a Republican flash

And yeah, I say unto thee

There’s triumph in honesty.

Cuz Raffenberger’s quest for truth

has borne some precious Georgian fruit.

Yay! I say unto thee

There’s honor in integrity!

Cuz Brad, on trump’s sneaky phone call declined

When donald begged him for some votes to “find”!

I think I see a flash in the pan!

I think I can; I think I can

Yes, I can see a flash in Atlan-

-ta!

Georgia!

Yeah!Georgia’s on my mind

Yeah! now in Georgia we do find

A glint of hope!

There’s hope again for America

shining up from Atlanta.

Selah.

Yee-ha!

Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

o’er our land of honesty, the home of the brave!

Cuz the devil went down to Georgia

lookin’ for some votes to steal.

But he got way-laid by an honest politician,

a Republican with a truthful rendition.

The South shall not lie again.

Yep, I have seen a flash in the pan

It’s shining up from At-lan

ta!

Georgia.

Magnolia2

This bodes well for magnolia dignity

not maga-iniquity.

Glass half-Full

Monday, October 10, 2022

Indigenous Peoples in America

 Recalling the long, historical struggle of native Americans to find their place in American life, I commemorate their struggle in a song I composed and sang, many years ago, about the battle at Little Big Horn, Montana : 

As the stars began to fall,  the sun began to rise, bringing light to a newer day, and bringing light to their eyes. Hovering like a spectre, the Little Big Horn sat, and little did Custer know . . .

      Sitting Bull's Eyes

 

Sitting Bull

Glass half-Full 

Thursday, October 6, 2022

Tree Agreement

Did you ever see a tree

with which you agree?

Today I did see a tree

with which I agree.

TreeAgree

You may think me to be

a little daffy

because I did see this tree

and to think I could agree

with a tree is a little wacky

But I’m not the only one.

You may say that I’m a dreamer

but I’m not only one.

Leo Tolstoy once saw a tree

with which he did agree.

Actually it wasn’t Leo who did see

the agreeable tree.

It was Prince Andrei Bolkonsky.

And yes, with Prince Andrei I do agree

that a tree can agree with me. 

He saw a tree that was old and gnarly

and with it he did agree

But the next day it was green and bloomy.

So he convinced himself to agree

that an old tree,  that was, like life itself, gnarly

could indeed be bloomy, not just all the time gloomy.

Prince Bolkonsky and the tree and me do agree!

Do you see now how I could agree 

with a speechless tree?

After all, poems were made by fools like me

but only God can make a tree

and who wants to disagree

with the Deity?

Not me.

The tree with which I agree

is growing on a rock!

Imagine that!

Although you don’t have to imagine it.

Here is another tree for you to see:

AgreeTree

I didn’t make it up. 

So maybe you can agree with me and Prince Bolkonsky,

and of course, Emily. . .

Poems were made by fools like me, but only God can make

a tree grow on a rock!

Selah.

(Glass half-Full) 

Wednesday, October 5, 2022

A Day in the Strife

Listen to the song: A Day in the Strife



     Read the message here:

I heard the news about Old Glory

Fifty stars dragged down into the mire

A crowd of rebels in our Capitol

They cast our Congress to oblivion

They blew their mind out in a riot

They wouldn’t notice that the nation changed.

A crowd of people watched online.

They’d seen that dread spirit long before, in 1864.

Our nation’s splitting soul was up for grabs,

The joker brandishing his tyranny

Casting spells of spoken alchemy

Tossing tales of woken enmity.

He’d spouted words stand back stand by

They stormed the Dome with rebel cry.

They trashed and gashed the hallowed hall

They wouldn’t read the writing on the wall 

He blew their minds out with a lie

They raised the zombie rebel cry

A freaked-out nation sat and stared

They’d seen that face before, back in 1864.

The’d heard that rant before.

Nobody was really sure what the hell was happening.

His spell was marching on.

Glass Chimera 

Monday, October 3, 2022

Deja Vu, Literary Version

 Just as history does not repeat itself, but does “rhyme,” so are a few other elements of life in this world; for instance, literature.

This morning I had the strange experience of historical deja vu, the literary version.

I write novels; I have published four of them since 2009.

How I got into this activity can be simply stated: it was something meaningful to do in response to my own, personal mid-life crisis. 

I was reflecting on these events after encountering a book review in the New York Times this morning. 

     https://www.nytimes.com/2022/10/03/books/review/lion-feuchtwanger-oppermanns.html?

As I was reading there about a 1930’s German author, Lion FeuchtwangerI had a feeling of deja vu.

If you don’t know what deja vu is, you can get a notion of it by viewing the cover of the vinyl LP record album, Deja Vu, recorded by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, in 1972. That album jacket features a photo of the quartet as they had re-imagined their group would have existed in the American West, a century earlier. 

    https://vinyl-records.nl/folk-rock/crosby-stills-nash-and-young-deja-vu-germany-release-vinyl-lp-album.html

But I digress. I was about to tell you about the German writer, Lion Feuchtwanger, whose historical fiction work preceded, by 73 years, my own novel, Smoke. Both books tell a story  about events  in Nazi Germany, 1930’s.

Lion wrote his novel, in “real time”, which is to say, his story was built arounds events that were actually happening in real time, while he was living, where he was living, in Germany, in the early 1930’s. 

In contrast, I wrote my novel, Smoke, as part of a wider European odyssey set in 1937, based on historical research.

Smokecover1

Admittedly, Lion was far more qualified to write about Nazi Germany than I am. He was living there, and saw first-hand, the terrible events that were being inflicted on Germans—especially Jews—at that time.

In my case, however, because I had discovered some terrible truth about Europe, specifically Germany, by research, I decided that there was an historical fiction tale that needed to be told. . . hence, Smoke, which I published in 2011.

In Joshua Cohen’s NYTimes review yesterday, Oct 3, he writes this basic description of Lion’s novel about a persecuted family in 1933: 

“The Oppermanns” is a novel about the decline and fall of a bourgeois German Jewish furniture dynasty whose members are unable to countenance the rising threat of National Socialism.”

This brief description got my attention, because the historical fiction story that I composed in Smoke includes events in which a Jewish family, the Eschens (altough they are not the main characters) make the very difficult, but necessary, decision to leave their native Munich home. The Nazi Nuremberg Laws of 1934 were making life so difficult and dangerous for them. These people had a thriving cattle/meat/deli business that the third reich basically stole from them. This persecution was happening all over Germany during the third reich, 1930's.

 That theft also included the Nazis' imprisonment of the Eschens' son, Heinrich, in a prison called Dachau in 1937. I chose their fictional family name to be “Eschen” because my research revealed that the first prisoner who was killed at Dachau had that name. In my story, however, Heinrich manages to get out of that first concentration camp.  

So this morning while reading Joshua Cohen’s review of Lion Feuchtwanger’s “The Oppermanns” I had the deja vumoment. 

These two fictionalized families had similar backgrounds. One had a furniture dynasty; the a other a prosperous deli. But both families suffered the oppression of anti-semitic Third Reich Nazi persecution, and ultimately. . . Holocaust.

All that to say: May it never happen again! Let history be a lesson, a warning, for us here and now.

 I was not able to comment in the NYT on Joshua Cohen’s review of Lion Feuchtwanger’s “The Oppermanns.” So I wrote this blog instead. I had to do something to get the deja vu out of my system!

Smoke

Saturday, October 1, 2022

Why Being a Centrist is So Hard

If you’ve spent a significant part of your life trying to be a moderately conservative republican, then you are probably in the same leaky boat that I am in.

In 2016, when trump was kidnapping the Republican party, any faith that I had in the GOP started to evaporate. I remember vividly, the night we were visiting relatives in Raleigh, my wife went to a family gathering—a mourning event—and I chose to stay in a motel and watch the prospective GOP nominees debate.

It was a terrible night. Not only was their death in the atmosphere, but that was the night that trump bullied his way into the party nomination by so rudely and crudely ignoring all the rules of standard debate. Then later, as it all unfolded in 2020, he crudely broke all the long-standing principles of good governance and statesmanship, even instigating treasonous insurrection. 

For this centrist republican, these last four and a half years have been all downhill, with the very bottom of Republican integrity being dragged into the mud to be slung upon our Republic (if we can keep it, as Ole Ben had said.) 

Now, a few brave Republicans, most notably Liz Cheney and Adam Kinzinger, with help from the bench regularly provided by Susan Collins, Mitt Romney and (what-the-heck-happened to Paul Ryan?) a few other brave souls. . . remind me that there may be some salvation yet to be found for the party of Abe Lincoln. 

Anyway, now here it is . . . autumn of midterm election year, and the bully trump crowd may be being slowly driven back into their holes.

But hey, life if funny, y’know? 

Suddenly, up pops the anomaly (to use one of JordanP’s favorite words) and I am reminded why I forsook the democrat party back in the early days of my maturing phase.

The unexpected development was a proposed bill in Congress that I discovered while reading email, on this gloomy post-storm Saturday morning. This proposed legislation is House bill 1209.

Here is the paragraph that I found in the inbox, which—upon reading it— renewed my political identity crisis:

H.Res. 1209 is designed to elevate the LGBTQ agenda above freedom of religion and will make abortion a federal right. In addition, it will use our federal government to punish anyone who will not promote the LGBTQ agenda or abortion. I’ll explain more below and share how this resolution is intended to harm both parents and children. —Mat

This is a perfect example of why being a centrist nowadays is such a conundrum. 

I am okay with assuring Constitutional provisions that allow other citizens to define their own identities, sexuality and personal lifestyle, even their friggin’ marriage. I get it.

But when these disruptive doctrines about sexuality are dragged into our public schools to be used as propaganda fodder, lesson plans, for grade-schoolers . . . I just don’t get it. 

And so once again I find myself agonizing over my trump-instigated exit from the Republican party. 

Because sometimes Republicans do make better sense.

But other times, Democrats are much better attuned to protect the rights of minorities.

But sometimes their zeal for defending alternative lifestyles crosses a boundary called religion, which is a Right that is protected by our First Amendment.

So I am not suggesting that everybody needs to be religious. I am only saying that parents are allowed to teach their children religion-based morality, if they so choose.

And they should not be required by politically-obsessed schoolmasters to have their children’s faith undermined by progressive doctrines of sexual identity.

Sorry Dems; read ‘em and weep. This House Resolution 1209 is not a good idea.

And maybe you can discern, through this complaint, the conundrum I have—along with many other centrists—who find ourselves caught between a rock and a hard place. 

My only hope for returning to the GOP would be found in their nomination of a true statesman to be our next President. Apart from that development, Joe is okay with me. I voted for him last time. We’ll see what the elephants in the gloom come up with in ’24.

God forbid a replay of the trumpian disaster.

Glass half-Full