Phonomenon

This has turned out to be quite a phonomenon. We've come a long way since 1876, when Alexander Graham Bell made the first call to Mr. Watson. Alexander said: "Mr. Watson, come here. I want to see you." We've come a long way since phone calls were connected by operators.

We've come a long way since the old telephone booth days. 

We've come a long way since Martin Cooper invented the first cell phone. 

We've made great strides since then. 

It's really something to do when you're in between episodes of real life.

Quite the phonomenon, these days, these cell phones. . . everywhere we go, no matter what the crowd flow, or the show, we're always on the go. Even so, these are the good ole days, dont'cha'know. Turkey day's just around the corner. We're all turkeys on this bus. In a month, we'll have Santy Clause climbing down the chimney, with his cell phone, keeping in track with his routers at the North Pole. Happy holidays! Don't forget to give us a call! that's all, y'all. Glass Chimera

Not in Kansas Any More, Toto!

Wikipedia defines an epic film as one having large scale, sweeping scope and spectacle. Universal Pictures' new movie, Wicked qualifies as an epic because it has all three elements, especially large scale, and especially, in this writer's opinion, the scale of large Time, or, to put it a better way: That movie has been blowing around in my mind for most of my lifetime! A new kid on the block, you see, Wicked . . . a 2025 blockbuster movie completes the cycle that was set in motion when I first saw The Wizard of Oz, back in the day. . . in the early 1950's when I was a baby boomer, and . . . 

Where's Scarecrow?for whatever reason, my memory of Dorothy, Lion, and Scarecrow was blown like a Kansas tornado into my young brain, year after year, as Warner Brothers' 1939 motion picture was subsequently broadcast by CBS, year after year, for as long as this 74-year-old time-traveler can remember. . . watching TV back in the day, before the '60's rolled in, when assassinations, Vietnam and Kent State tragedies blew in like a Kansas tornado and whirled our boomer dreams away. But now, now, we discover, as Paul Harvey used to say. . . the rest of the story. Now we pull back the curtain to see what was going on behind that behind-the-scenes rivalry between the wicked witch and and good witch. Now we see! Now we understand! And this widening of our vision, this telescopic sighting on a multiplex scale as wide as a Kansas cornfield expands our awareness into the epic realm. The windswept adventure of Dorothy, Tin man, Lion and Scarecrow launches our baby-booming American imagination into the epic realm of ancient past epics, Gilgamesh, Beowulf and George Washington chopping down the cherry tree. . . . here to tell y'bout: We ain't in Kansas any more, Toto! Now we're caught up in that new , blockbustin' Wicked Hollywood Universal twister! Now we know the rest of the story! Glass Chimera

Insurrection/Emissions Rant

Stephen Miller, the donald's white house henchman, says Demmie "lawmakers are now calling for insurrection", as if that were some kind of problem. . . when all the dems are trying to do is get the donald to govern according to the Constitution, maybe even call off the Guards that he's been sending illegally, lately. . . In California and Oregon and Chicago. Now I say illegally, because our Rule of Law, established over 369 years and carefully nourished by our Supreme Courts, our other courts, state courts, courts of Law, criminal courts, small claim courts. . . all of 'em . . . yeah, those laws, in the grand tradition of which a district Judge has already ruled trump acted illegally when he called the National Guard to attack demonstrators. trump should have known better; he tried to pull the same trick, back in the day, in that same state, Oregon, when Oregonians were lamenting the Illegal murder of George Floyd. I mean, Stephen is talking trash: calling the thousands of anti-trump protestors across the nation. . . calling it "insurrection". What it is is: American citizens making use of the their Constitutional rights, most obviously that very 1st Amendment: freedom of speech, of the press, or the right of the people to peaceably assemble and petition the government for a redress of grievances. I mean, I'm like . . . What do you think the proud toys and the 2-percenters and oath-knockers were doing when they stormed our Capitol at trump's trump's dog-whistling instigation?!

whistlin' dixie? well, come to think of it, maybe some of them were, but hey, I'm a southerner myself and I'm damn glad that President Lincoln sent the US Army to get those southern enslavers in line, and not only that, Honest Abe promulgated the Emancipation Proclamation, a document that far out weighs, in American history, trump's blubbery magamush. And whilw I'm at it . . .Where't the party of Lincoln, Eisenhower and Reagan when you need it?! One more thing: Now donald's gonna knock all our emissions regulations to high hell, sky high, up into the atmosphere. . . when all that carbon particulates and emissions get pumped out of a thousand holes: drill, baby, drill! in that sandy bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, Drill, baby, drill! and after he gets done with it, like, while he's at it, maybe he'll be dumping all the classified docs in around those oil rigs so Jack Smith can't use them as evidence.  I mean, this rant started what I learned from Shawn while perusing the Times, times and half a time. Meanwhile, don't forget the writing on the wall: many, many turkeys falling, when Sheriff Jack comes to town. And I told 'em that! (as Amos had said to Andy back in the day.) Glass half-Full

The Wizard of What Was

The wizard behind the insurrection, the operator who was calling the shots from his oval perch, the "go to the capitol. . . be strong" instigator has had the curtain pulled back now.

as another curtain is now pulled back and is confronted by a tin man congress and as scarecrow house speaker, unexpectedly. . . when you least expect it. . . candid camera of history focuses on epstein tea pot now known, blowing steam on a carribbean island where the ghislene queen was conducting dances with wolves in sheep's clothing, or rather elephants who were stomping the grand ole party to death with their antics but now the sh** story has hit the fans as survivors of ghislene's dream and jeffrey's scheme and donald's debauchery squirm as they now see the writing on the wall: many, many, turkeys caught in the tangled web they wove when first they purposed to unload on young girls. Meanwhile back at the ranch, the oval occupant was hobnobbing with Saudi Salman, living the dream, while it still lasts, but the projector stopping now, and "The End" is near, as fear and loathing in Congress amps up and the oval occupant goes down the elevator, only to go the way of the buffalo, as "dirty tricks" white house memories flow and the prosecutors go and go, remembering classy documents stuffed in boxes at MarLago. Glass half-Full

From Fort Sumter to tort trumpster

In our United States of America, we have a long-standing principle that keeps US together as a nation: the Rule of Law. What Rule of Law of Means is: we are held together as a nation, as a democratic republic by laws that have been set into place by our founders, beginning in 1776, when our founders signed the Declaration of Independence. That document severed our ties with an English King, and replaced his authority with Rule of Law. In America, we have Rule of Law, not rule by kings. After George Washington had served his term as President, he stepped aside, clearing the way for the next president, John Adams, who was duly elected, according to the Rule of Law, our Constitution, that the founders had established. In 1861, the rebels attacked Fort Sumter, a fort for the protection of our United States of America. In 2021, the rebels attacked our US Capitol, a dome for the governance of, and peace and safety, of our United States of America.

In the lawful development of our history, laws have been generally separated into four categories: Constitutional Law, Federal Law, State Law and Civil Law, which we depend on to resolve the disputes that happen between citizens, as when some folks perform actions that cause other folks to suffer loss or harm. In Civil Law, there is a thing called "tort", which means a person(s) suffers loss or harm. When the trumpsters attacked our capitol, it was tort against US, the people of the United States. We suffered the loss of our peace and safety because trump chose to send a mob to attack our Congress. So we see that, in the course of American history, our nation's peace and safety has been attacked from within, twice: the first time was at Fort Sumter. . . The second time was tort trumpster. During our first civil war, President Lincoln issued an Executive Order, the Emancipation Proclamation, which freed the slaves. He was a man who had emerged from the backwoods of IIlinois, to emancipate our nation from the tyranny of war and slavery. In this present civil war, the one that was started when the rebels attacked our Congress and our Capitol, we have a federal prosecutor who has called for our citizens to be emancipated from the law-breaking, tort-taunting occupant of the white house, a hallowed home for past presidents, which he wants to destroy, just as he wants to destroy our rule of law. Now is the time for good men and women to come to the aid of our country. Help Jack Smith restore our Rule of Law, which was attacked when trump sent his legions to attack Fort Congress! This citizen, a hapless blogger, appeals to the wisdom of US the people, who may remember the counsel of King Solomon, long ago: "Catch the foxes, the little foxes that are ruining the vineyards." The update is: prosecute (not pardon) the insurrectionists who replayed a Fort Sumter with a tort trumpster insurrection. Glass half-Full

Knave New World

It's the slow news coming, coming 'round the Net. How do we know who to believe, what to believe? Where's Cronkite when you need him? Where's Huntley/Brinkley when the nation's on the brink of a president being haunted by the ghost of Epstein, while social media presents players unlimited by journalistic integrity and mainstreaming media whistles dixie while yankee newspapers are smeared with obsolete paper and ink? Are we on the brink of a nation being driven to drink? How can a commander in chief of insurrectionists be still occupying the oval hovel as east wing heritage goes the way of the buffalo? 1984 done came and went and 2024 brought a rerun event, when the chief insurrectionist pulled out his trump card and took the hand, the hand of Uncle Sam, whose stars and stripes now disappear in the fog of confusion blown out when contusions slice and dice the news and magamaniac ICE pursues and abuses po' folk who have po' ways because they're not to allowed to stay in the land of the free and the home of the brave? Yes, Virginia, we've fallen far, descended from brave to slave. History reverses itself as wise men rave and strong men misbehave. it's a knave new world, I'm tellin' ya. Believe me when I say, what the Founders have given, the maga-men have taken away. And I told him that! We're not in Kansas any more. Where's Bob Dole when you need him? Where's Mitt? The party of Lincoln is stinkin' with the rot of rebel secession; it's an entropy digression, worse than the Great depression.  It's the insurrection raised from the dead,

a zombie elephant, blowing news that irrelevant. I know this is a rant; I've tried to reconcile, but I just can't! Goodbye cruel nation. ""Maybe, if I just change the station?" Once upon nation, bleak and bleary, while I pondered weak and weary, o'er some sad, forgotten Constitution from bygone days of yore. But quoth the raven: "Nevermore." Smoke

Let Justice Roll

The old song lamented: To the queen of hearts is the ace of sorrow. What's here today is gone tomorrow. Judge Cannon kept her aces in her hand Until the scale of justice collapased into the sand. Mr. Smith left Washington, his head hung low. But that was a long long time ago. Now once again the waters of Justice begin to flow Just as they have been flowing since long, long ago. Inasmuch as donald was exalted from the dust, Along came the time when Jack did what he must. But the hot winds of Ahab blew out of the big mouth winds from New York up north and from Florida down south. Behold, Justice will consume trump and his house As the scales of Justice tipped against devil-dealer Faust. The art of the deal with the devil goes only so far only until the arc of the covenant raises its star. The covenant being that ole Constitution doc that was laid aside until Jack Smith wound the clock. Now's the time for all good folk to come the aid of our country, when insurrection made Justice fade.

As Nero had fiddled while Rome blazed and burned So did the donald while Congress was spurned. But in matters of nation and country and State Justice must prevail before its too late. So stand up with Jack as Mr. Smith goes to the Court To at last reign down Justice on the Jan6 tort. Jack must go to the Court to let Justice roll Just as Amos had prophesied in days of old Let Justice roll down like the waters So that America can function like it oughta. Just as Amos had said to Andy back in the day: "And I told him that!" That's all I have to say. Glass half-Full

Time Times and half a Time

"The Lord will pass through to smite the enslavers; and when He sees the blood on the lintel and on the two door posts, the Lord will passover the door and will not allow the destroyer to come into your houses to smite you."

"Give us advice; make a decision. Cast your shadow like high noon: Hide the outcasts; do not betray the fugitive. Let the outcasts stay with you; be a hiding place for them from the destroyer."i "Let the outcasts stay with you; be a hiding place to them from the destroyer." "In the long run. . . A throne will be established in lovingkindness, and a judge will sit on it in faithfulness. He will seek justice. "Let justice roll down like the waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream." "Now in case a countryman of yours becomes poor, and his earnings falter, then you are to sustain him, like a stranger or a sojourner, so that he may live with you." "For I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave me something to drink; I was a stranger, and you invited me in."

" Say what? When did we see you a stranger, and invite you in?" Then King of Kings will answer: 'To whatever extent you did it for one of my people, even the least among them, you did it to me." And by 'n by, along came Emma Lazarus, raising up the huddled masses, affording them deliverance from the destroyer. "Give me your tired, your poor, / Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free" Glass half-Full

Fourth Reich Rerun

3rd Reich: In 1933 hitler was appointed German Chancellor. Four weeks later, the German Reichstag was set on fire.

The Nazi party, driven by hitler youth, led by Hitler, blamed the Reichstag fire on their political rivals, the Communists. Later that year, hitler was granted dictatorial powers. Soon thereafter, hitler’s third reich erected the first concentration camps to imprison political dissidents and other Germans who were judged by the nazi regime to be against the nazi juggernaut. 4th Reich: In November, 2016, trump won the American presidential election. He occupied the White House from 2016 through 2021. In election season of 2020, trump publically told the proud boys to “stand by.” In November, 2020, trump’s re-election bid was denied by the American people. January, 2021, trump spoke to his supporters on the Ellipse; he urged them to go to Capitol on January 6th, the day that all American Electoral votes, having been delivered to Congress according to procedures that had been written into our US Constitution. On January 6th, 2021, trump publicly urged his supporters to “go to the Capitol” while the Electoral votes were being counted by our House of Representatives and Senate. He told his rallying supporters: Having full awareness that the Electoral votes count would determine his defeat, trump spoke to a crowd of supporters at the Ellipse on January 6th, the day that Electoral votes were to be tallied in our Senate and House of Representatives, according to Constitutional procedures. As his fans were marching to the Capitol on that day, trump made a public statement on TV and media, in which he urged them: “We’re never going to take back our country with weakness. You have to show strength and you have to be strong.” As the magamaniac crowd gained momentum in their march on our Capitol, their riotous behavior was amped up into a full insurrection, urged on by the “three percenters”, the “oath-keepers, and the “proud boys” The proud boys had been urged by donald trump, during his debate with President Joe Biden, to “stand by.” The proud boys did, indeed, stand by, until they were mustered into service for their lawless leader on January 6, 2021. trump and his magamaniacs later blamed the insurrection on “antifa”, whatever that is. . . maybe George Wallace Rockwell’s hooded cross-burners from back in the days of the confederacy insurrection?

The insurrectionists were, during the Biden administration, all tried and found guilty of their crimes. But when trump weasled his way back into the oval, he pardoned those convicted insurrectionists, just as hitler had let the hitler youth and the nazi stormtroopers slide by after he had later grabbed the chancellorship. He let ’em off the hook, and put them to work in his third reich. trump will undoubtedly keep his dog whistle handy for the next time he needs his insurrection-troopers. If trump musters enough fourth reich dictatorship, he’ll send his special troops to finish the job of militarizing Los Angeles, Portland and Chicago, unless. . .

Now is the time for Americans to come to the aid of our Country. Our United States of America is founded on our Constitution, not on mob rule. Impeach the dictator wannabee now! Glass half-Full

Musing in Autumn

When the browns, reds and golds of autumn lie in the gutter, dead,

Remember then, sprouts of spring; they had come. . . to witness Spring’s new hope, born of leaves decaying.

“As new life will come with living, Love will come with the living, and giving, without measure, yields, in return, the wondrous yearn for peace, almost seen. . . Walk hand in hand, and together we’ll stand on the the threshold of a dream . . .”

and going even further back in our boomer earlier place and time, Martin Luther King had spoken the words of Hope:

“I have a dream. . .”I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed:”

“We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.”

These memories of an aging baby boomer, gathered in the gutter of remembrance. Remember then, sprouts of spring; they had come. . . “to Witness Spring’s new hope, born of leaves decaying. As new life will come with living, Love will come with the living, and giving, without measure, yields, in return, the wondrous yearn for peace, almost seen. . . Walk hand in hand, and together we’ll stand. . . on the the threshold of a dream.”

Glass half-Full

The Greatest Scene Ever Seen

I remember hearing "Revolution 9" on the Beatles' White Album, back in the day. . . but this is more significant, and, in the long run historically, far more significant:

"I saw in the right hand of Him who sat on the throne a book written, inside and on the back, sealed up with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, "Who is worthy to open the book, and to break its seals?" And no one in heaven or on earth, or under the earth, was able to open the book or to look into it. Then I began to weep greatly, because no one was found worthy to open the book or to look into it. Then one of the elders said to me, "Stop weeping; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has overcome, so as to open the book and its seven seals. And I saw at the throne with the tree living creatures, the Lamb of God,  (Christ Jesus) standing, as if slain, having seven horns and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God, sent out into all the earth. And he came and he took the book out of the right hand of Him who sat on the throne. When he had taken the book, the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb, each one holding a harp and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of saints. And they sang a new song: "Worthy are You to take the book and to break its seals; for You were slain. . . and you purchased for God, with your blood, men from every tribe and nation."

In the last two chapters of Revelation, indeed. . . the last two chapters of the entire Bible, we find a description of the new heaven and earth, the eternal kingdom of God. The eternal city has a great high wall, maybe something like this one in Cambridge, Massachusetts:

. . . which is across the street from Alaetheia Church where, today, we saw 24 people baptized into that eternal Kingdom. Listen: Revelation 5:9 King of Soul

Dialectics

Back in the day, nigh unto 200 years ago, along came a fella, a thinking man, a philosopher as it were . . . but he had a streak of common sense that stretches clear into the here and now. . . Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel. Common sense, yes, because his contemplations and theories focused on the real world, what is really going on in the affairs of men. His Dialectic ultimately became a standard for thinking people to analyze historical developments, the web and flow of ideas that slosh back and forth in the ideas and philosophies of men. In the 19th century, a famous (or infamous, depending on your politics) economist named Karl Marx applied some Hegelian principles to his analysis of history, economics and industry. Long story short, he came up with some new ideas pertaining to capitalism, which during his time was a juggernaut of developing modernity that was rearranging the ways that men work to make a living. During that era, mid-1800's, industrial progress was growing in leaps and bounds. There were conditions in industrial plants that were hard on the workers, even to the point of endangering them and/or even killing them. Karl Marx developed his theories about the workers' alienation and their tribulations in trying to make a living in the industrial establishment that was so dang profit-driven. Marx's theories later spread far and wide and were ultimately summed up in a modern idea call communism. You may have heard of it; it was quite a rabid topic back in the day, when I was a young man. At that time, in the 1950's, the Russians were hard at it, trying to work out their communist plan that had begun back in 1917 when the Bolsheviks kicked the Czar out of his centuries-long dynastic power over the Russian workers. But what I am thinking about now, is this word, Dialectics, which I have seen or heard as applied to history, industrialism and workers' rights. But this morning I encountered, while reading, the word Dialectics applied to Capital investment and making money in the stock market. While reading a random email this morning from some person, or entity, named Porter, who was offering profit possibilities through his investment advice, which happened to center on today's juggernaut of profit, progress and wonder, the mysterious Ai, whatever that is. Therein, I read this sentence: "Let's use dialectic thinking to look beyond the simple narratives." As for me, I didn't bother to click on his money-making link, but I did take note of his use of the infamous "dialectic" word. And I realized that we have come full circle in our thinking since the 1840's, when "dialectic" was appropriated by Hegel and Marx. Now the dialectic is, apparently, considered a useful rationale for making money in the stock market. I can only conclude that, in history, what goes around. . . comes around. But you never know exactly how. So my mind slips back into a memory of an old Dylan song, the one about when God gave names to all the animals, and the man saw an animal producing milk, but the man didn't know how, so he called it a "cow." Go figure.

How's that for some dialecting on a Saturday morn? Glass Chimera

Jack Strikes Back!

Jack Smith jumped over Supreme Immunity tricks After insurrectionists had been tossing Jan6 bricks When the high court cast their Immunity spell as if tossing our Constitution all to hell Jack threw in the prosecutor's towel delaying his conspiracy case re: deeds most foul. But now is the time for all good lawyers to come to the aid of their country that has become so dumb Because magas would rather follow a lying piper. They hang on trump's rear end like a diaper, as the Oval occupant illegally summons soldiers to beat up American citizens who act bolder

just as Paul Revere rode fearlessly After the signal:"One if by land, two if by sea!" Yes, now is the time for lawful citizens to back Jack! As Los Angeles, Portland and Chicago fight back. Just like salvation, laid in a grave for three days Jack's truth-finding prosecution rises out of the haze To cast light on the trump-led Jan6 conspiracy attack when proud boys no longer stood by and stood back Now proud Americans will learn of what really went down When the Jan6 insurrectionists came to Washington town.

As Navalny had warned before he was taken out Now is the time for Americans to make the truth to come out. Listen to Jack Smith's long delayed testimony! Remember the Patriot's "one if by immunity, but two by testimony!" Glass half-Full

The Mystery of History

Now I don't know but I been told this world is very old.

The old Book from which I have gathered most of my information depicts a world - and its inhabitants - that goes way, way back in time. The biblical account that is given in our foundational book has turned out to be, as Providence would have it, the basis for cultural development, knowledge procurement and a very long, foundational story for the entire western world. Middle Eastern, North African, European culture and histories are founded upon ancient glyphs and and manuscripts. We revere some of them as holy writ, canonical Scriptures. . . from Moses to the prophets and apostles and beyond . . . alongside the Greek poets and philosophers, who accompany Moses, Jesus, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, Paul . . . to Constantine, Augustine, even Mohammed … to and through the long papyrus scrolls and papers that document the histories of emperores, kings and queens, philosophers, priests, preachers, scholars, teachers, scientists and politicians who systemized Indo-European governance, and educated literate people. . . calculated engineering that morphed progressively in the myriad forms of cultural development and property descriptions, leaving a cultural and societal legacy several millennia long.

For us in the Judeo/Christian world, that old Bible is the primary source, the heart and soul of it, the fountain of wisdom, literacy, morality and history. . . the source of all we know and believe about our ancestors since Abraham, and Moses, the prophets, the One who conquered our ancient foe, death itself, by His Resurrection. Yes, and Amen. . . especially the One, Yeshua ha Meschiach, whose amazing work, teaching and Conquest of death was reported in the New Testament, which became, or should have become, the greatest event in history.

 As a person who has lived on this planet for 74 years, I can testify that I have probably, statistically, traveled more years along this path that we call Life. . . than my years ahead, which I have yet to experience. That is why I am believing in the One who conquered death, to delivery me into that eternal realm, beyond this world, where He is, and has reigned since the beginning of Time. . . and even before that, all eterntiy!  Furthermore, in my humble opinion, this is why we call everything that preceded Jesus, and every moment since then. . .that greatest story ever told. . . that ancient legacy. . . "history" HIStory. Just sayin. Glass half-Full

Ethnic Dunking

While listening to Democracy Now on WETS, I heard a reporter refer to the trumpy-fascist strategy of immigrant deportations as ethnic cleansing. I understand what she was talking about, as we are currently witnessing an unprecedented attempt by the trumped-up magamaniacs to remove immigrants and dark people from these United States. But I object to the terminology "ethnic cleansing." There is no cleansing taking place in these nazi tactics. What we are witnessing, instead, is fascist smearing, a racist scheme to rub out the past progress of our nation's chosen destiny to become the first nation in world history to welcome the tired people of our world. . . the weary, the huddled masses yearning to be free. But what we get now, with this retrogressive trump regime, is a trumped-up, illegal program to remove people whose economic status, or whose racial and/or ethnic features do not meet all the requirements of the fascizing trump regime. The magamaniac obsession with opposing the "deep state" seems to be taking us down a crooked path to a a new deep sh** bog where people of limited means get stuck in the feces of a nation that once thrived on healthy provisions, but has now decided to sit on the throne of trumpish flushing. Actually, the American word for this is "discrimination"; but we have a tacked-on tactic that the trumpians have misappropriated because discrimination is a democratic word that attained legal ramifications during the 1950's when the American Civil Rights movement really got cranked up with Medgar Evers, Martin Luther King Jr, the Little Rock students in 1954, Jesse Jackson and ultimately, President Barack Obama, who did a constructive job of restoring our nation's confidence and infrastructural stability after the financial disaster of 2008. But in 2016, the Make America Go Away, led by trump, wrangled their way into the halls of power. The historical detritus of zombie confederacy hit the fan. We the People didn't know it at the time, but the worst thing that President Obama ever did was to turn the helm of our ship of state over to donald trump. And now, nine years later - even with a four-year Biden intermezzo - we have a second trump occupation of our Oval office, in which his people are flushing the deep state away and wiping with the backside of America with with wads of fascist issues and trumpian flushing. Make America Go Away is the anthem of the magamaniacs. What happened? We survived a Jan6 storm, only to look around, four years later and there's the media Scarecrow: "We ain't in Kansas any more." Where's Bob Dole when you need him? Or Mitt Romney? But there is a way out of this maga-mess. Follow the Constitutional yellow brick road back to our roots, back to the principles that enabled US the People to become the greatest freedom-loving nation in the history of the world. People of the World, "send us your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free."

This is the message that America should be sending to the world. This is the message that made us great to begin with. Magamaniac ethnic dunking must be opposed in every way possible. No more ethnic dunking! We need to resurrect Emma Lazarus challenge from the dead, even as Jesus raised Lazarus from the dead! Glass half-Full

Train Times Rhymes

This train's bound for glory This train carries a story Time, times, there was a time When travelin 'trains were fine This train don't carry no gamblers This train takes old folk ramblers If we miss the train you're on We'll know that this train's gone We sing disappearin' railroad blues We travel in fading, graying hues Going to Georgia on that midnight train Singing that ole train song refrain People get ready, there's a train a'coming You can hear that ole' number nine a' drumming

Distant moaning of the train seems to play a sad refrain Find me a place in a boxcar So I take my guitar. . .

But keep that long train running keep them big wheels turnin' Where's Casey Jones when you need him? Homeward bound, wish I could go home again Maybe take that Wabash Cannonball We don't need no aereoplane at all We need to stay on track and steady Oh, people. . .People get ready There's a train a'comin' I hear that smokestack drummin'. Where's John Henry, that steel-drivin' man? Must be buried under Hoover dam. Underground Railroad rides again Underground Railroad rides again. Ride me on that good news train Ride me again and again and again. Ole Uncle Tom finally caught that Underground Railroad Ole Jake left his coal mine for that Underground Railroad Ed Clark tossed his necktie off Underground Railroad Underground Railroad Rides Again

Both Clouds Now

Rows and flows of online flair and digital castles in the air and data canyons everywhere I've looked at the Cloud that way But now they distort my worldly view they come and go with everything new So many things we would have done But the Cloud drifts us away. I've seen the Web from both slides now Surfing in and surfing out It's the Cloud's illusions that thrill us now. The real world shifts, but we don't know how Moons and loons and special deals that busy, frizzy way you feel when every online tale seems real I surfed the web that way. But now surfing the net's old hat On phones and screens we may get fat But if we dare, we'll break the trance Maybe venture out and dance I've looked at life from in and out from up and down, from smile and pout It's Cloud illusions I notice now I really don't live life anyhow Virals and spirals now get spun

It's all been seen; it's all been done Illusions and delusions come and go But if you care, don't make a show. Cuz now the world is getting strange maybe even weird, deranged The spin gets spun and all is done at the end of every day. I've looked at life from in and out from up and down, from smile and pout It's Cloud illusions I notice now I don't think I believe it anyhow It's web delusions that show and tell I'll take a break and break the spell. Thanks to Joni who inspired this rhyme Now both sides of Life are wove online. King of Soul

Stop the Steal

Are you sitting comfortably are you watching numbly as fickle History rhymes in these faux-fascist times? 1933, hitler set stage for nazi tyranny: 2025, trump troops foment fascist hegemony to subvert our Constitution with military confusion and pervert our social media with magamaniac illusion US going crazy with panic, as donald trump goes manic rending Posse Comitatis to a passing coma status. For my mind misgives some consequence yet hanging in the stars: It started when VP Pence was challenged with insurrection horrors:

Fascists flinging maga filth on our Capitol and on our stripes and stars And yet, and yet. . . the chief insurrectionist regained his reign Re-smearing now our Constitutional Republic with a fascist stain. I keep thinking we will awaken from this nightmare dream and somehow, some way, we shall organize our anti-fascist team We shall overcome; we shall overcome someday. Deep in my heart, I do believe we shall overcome someday. We shall drive the fascists out from their oval office occupation

when We the People organize to restore our Constitution Declaration! Glass half-Full

Deja Vu for Me and You

Guard soldiers and trump-ICE coming We’re finally on our own. This autumn I hear the drumming Citizens dead in Chicago After ICE in Angeles/ Portland, soldiers are cutting US down Should’ve been left in their homes What if you knew the victims, shot by gestapo? How can you tweet with this going on? Americans watched numbly, dumbfounded by the horror, entranced by social media, dumbfounded by fascist forces, the shedding of blood, our Constitution shredded, citizens assaulted, their rights ripped to shreds. This has happened before, 55 years ago. . .

Meanwhile back at the ranch, American Rule of Law is dying, being replaced by zombie third reich fascist violence. Jefferson’s turning over in his grave at the report of what trumped-up magamania is doing to shred our Rule of Law and Constitutional rights. For the tragic preview Ohio deja vu , listen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l1PrUU2S_iw King of Soul

Drum Major for Justice

When I was a kid growing up in the 1950's, we watched a TV series about "Davy Crockett, king of the wild frontier." Now at. age 74, in 2025, I am watching reports about a new Crockett, Jasmine Crockett,

 who emerges from Texas as the queen of our long American frontier. . . our search for fair and just voting rights for all Americans. In our present scenario, minorities' struggle to prevent the erosion of their voting rights is provoked by current racist and magamaniac attempts to confound accessibility of American voters to their polling places during elections. The code word for what the racists and the magas are currently attempting to impose on American voters is "gerrymandering" of geographical descriptions of local voting districts in various states. My strategy for comprehending the lawyerly tactics of Rep. Crockett's recent successful Supreme Court victory (July,2025) is this: Stream of Consciousness. This is because the entire legal presentation is too complex for general citizens' comprehension of the historical, legal contentions that Jasmine' case, unless you choose to research the course for yourself.  What that means is: I will drop here, for you, a stream of words and phrases that may suggest to you the importance of this recent Supreme Court decision, to whit: (Put on your mental seat belt; this will be a tour do force in American history, Law, jurisprudence and the long, long chain of struggles by formerly enslaved people to continue their march toward Justice.) Dr. Martin Luther King (1968) had been a "drum major for Justice". Jasmine Crockett has effectively taken up Dr. King's mantle, 21st-century style, as a drum major for justice, when she recently presented, in her arguments to the Supreme Court, a chain of historical references: Senator Charles Sumner,(c1870) re: "procedural mechanisms that accomplish indirectly what states are forbidden to do directly." Representative Thaddeus Stevens(c1870), re: revolting ""requirements that impose heavier burdens on free men. Jasmine Cronkite(2025), in response to Justice Barrett's question: "I'm suggesting that this historical evidence shows how the court's current approach has drifted from the 15th amendment original intent." In connecting her argument to original intent, Rep. Crockett put forth a master stroke in her legal argument, by directing this conservative Supreme Court to its pet strategy for interpreting our Constitution: original intent. This is a stroke of genius presented by a Texas congresswoman, for the sake of persisting in our long march toward Justice for all American people. Representative Crockett is a true drum major for Justice. With representatives in Congress persisting in their Constitutional duties to preserve Justice, We the People can be reassured that Justice and Mercy will not be arrested in the trumpian/magamania efforts to arrest us. The magas will not, shall not, deprive us of our voting rights, our representation in Congress, our Right to Vote in free and fair elections and our and ongoing Liberty. Glass half-Full

Threshold of a Life

Sitting comfortably in our Appalachian forest haven, I take an unexpected sip of memories from the time of long ago. . . gleaming in upon the mystical paths of cyberspace. . . uBloob. . . and now to suit, to recruit, from this 74-year-old brain, memories summoned up through the magic our great internet. . .

Oh, but, “it riles them to believe that you perceive the web they weave". . . but going back even further in the American net. . . “Ai, ai,” said Ishmael to captain Ahab.. . yes, going back even further in American story-telling. . . but I digress. Meanwhile, back at the “ranch”, sitting in our edge-of-civilization American easy chair, surfing the web in these 74-year-old dreams, a moody memory floats in on the web, from back in the day. . .

“I think, therefore I am. . . I think!. . .Of course, you are my practical star. . .”

Now you know that you are real”. . . old. This stage of life that you’ve been vaguely aware of for so long, since the 1950’s, when you visited your parents’ parents on holidays and you were thinking that they’re old. . . and yet. . . now it is you. . . “of course, you are, my practical star” . . getting old. You have become the grey-haired one now, sitting across the table, across the Thanksgiving dining room from the young bucks who now run the show. . . and yes, it is a show. . .as Ed Sullivan used to say, a really big “shew”. . . the passing of time. . . the passing of one generation’s torch to the next. . .and the sudden intrusion of memory, via video, with that fab four from the mother country. . . “she was just seventeen; you know what I mean”. . . and the rest is history. . . I mean. . . not the real history, but the memory track that runs through this boomer mind. . . although we’ll leave it all behind, not many years from now, six feet under. . . Not to worry though! Eternal salvation beams through brightly in the gospel revelation of Jesus, and the testimony of brothers and sisters long ago. . . He did, yes, he did, rise up from the tomb on that third day. after the crucifixion. . . . . . but I had not realized that yet, back in those moody, blue days, but we have come a long way in the 74-year odyssey, the apex of which came, back in ‘77, when the light when on in my soul and we realized that it is true, the greatest story every told, Jesus’ conquest of death. and if you believe that, I’ve got real estate we’ll share with you on the other side. . . King of Soul

Declaration of Impeachment

When in the course of American events, it becomes necessary for the American people to dissolve the Constitutional and Electoral bonds which have connected them with a corrupt, incompetent president, and as if that were not enough, to assume among our Constitutional powers, the corrective and appropriate authority of the People and their representatives, senators, judges, poltical leaders and media voices to impeach and reject the abusive authority of a rogue president who attempts to govern by declaring his own covetous demands. . . The separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God. . . and the declarations of good ole American common sense. . . these foundations of American governance demand that We the People should declare the causes which impel us to the impeach an abusive, lawless President: #1: He has attempted, in various American cities, to arbitrarily and illegally, summon the Armed Forces of our United States to attack American citizens who exercise their Constitutional rights of Freedom of Assembly and Freedom of Speech. #2: He summoned a violent mob, January 6, 2021, to attack our Congress for purposes of disrupting and destroying their performance of Congressional duties to count Electoral votes.

#3: (to be continued, or added to by the citizens of our United States, as they activate their resistance in public displays and statements that serve to expose the criminal and self-obsessed actions and declarations of an incompetent, lawless occupant of the Executive office) Glass half-Full

Genesis Engineering

"In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was formless and void, and darkness was over the surface of the deep." Now I don't know, but I been told . . . in school. . . it was somewhere, some time back in my school days, in a science class, that scientific discoveries have uncovered certain details about the ways and means by which the Creator God did all this creating. He set us a system of electrons, protons and neutrons. These would be the building blocks of His creation. He assigned an array of super-small particles - actually spinning arrangements of energy, that like to act like they've really got some weight to throw around. I mean, we might as well call a spade a spade: these little critters paraded around in an unprecedented way and they like to throw their weight around. We'll just call them "matter." I mean, it doesn't matter what we call them, but the point is, they act like matter - these miniscule components which would become the elements with which He would set up the Universe. So, yes, God created a Universe, which also included the earth and the heavens that we earthlings can see in he sky, built upon the building blocks of these "elements. Now then. . . God set up all this creation in an orderly, systematic way. He was creating a vast array of elements that would ultimately become a vast array of earthly material. He assigned names and values to these original building-block elements. The first element he put together with a proton in its center and an electron doing orbits around the proton. He called it 'Hydrogen.' Moving right along, he created a second element, 'Helium', which had two protons and two electrons. So God was on a roll; he wasn't about to stop there. I mean, he had some very big plans in His mind and He knew he was going to need a lot of stuff to work with. . . and stuff with variety, so that his Universe would ultimately become a fascinating creation and a cool place to live, and move, and have our being . . . for us humans who came along later. More about that later. The Lord of the Universe just kept on going. He put together a third element, which we call Lithium, and a fourth, which we call Beryllium. . . and then along came Carbon and Nitrogen and. . . when He got to number 8 he wanted to something special with it. So he got inspired and He named it Oxygen. He got a flash of inspiration and decided to pair the Oxygen with the first element, Hydrogen. So when he got them mated together. . . I mean it was a little like the Man and Women development that came later. . something very different from anything that had come before, water:

and there was water, which is why, later, back in the day, Moses wrote about it: . . . "and the Spirit of God was moving over the surface of the waters." As the Lord was on a roll he kept going. "Then God said, 'Let there be light', and there was light!" It was some pretty amazing stuff, don't you think? I mean, later, when Moses got inspired by God to report these developments to mankind, he wrote: "God saw that the light was good; and God separated the light from the darkness. . ."

I mean, it was all good, y'all. And God got inspired, all along the way, in His whirlwind of creative inspiration. When he got to #14 in his system, He put together what we call silicon, so that we could have transistors and digital circuits in that century that we call "the 20th" . . . and on into the 21st century, as we can see now, as I'm writing in the year 2025, using silicon circuits that make this laptop operate like a real Apple ought to, not like the one Adam and Eve bit into that got them into trouble. But that's another story. Meanwhile back at the heavenly ranch. . .when he got to #24, God created Chromium, so that, back in the day when I first got my driver's license, 1966, I could have shiny bumpers on my old Chevy. But I digress. After He had gotten far, far along in that inspired Elements project, God created Gold for #79, so I could have this ring on my finger, which has never been off of my finger since 1980 when Pat and I got married. Furthermore, just to demonstrate how creative He is, God arranged for us to bring three brand new human beings into the world. Hallelujah! Furthermore, we know from Moses' account in Genesis, when God created Light, He saw that the Light was good! And I agree. It's all good y'all! I mean, he was shedding some serious Light on all this stuff, . . .what we call the earth, and the world, and Life itself (But that's another story, for later.) And if you believe all this, I've got real estate in heaven that I'll tell you about later. Glass half-Full

Purloined Poetics

Inspired by Yeats Turning and turning in the world wide web The tweeter cannot believe the twitterer Things fall apart; the people cannot make sense of it Weird gobbledigook is woven into the web The virus-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of democracy is drowned The Dems get hung on transitude while GOPs are blown with MAGAtude What rough beast, its anger now from slumber torn Slouches toward Fort Sumpter to be reborn? Inspired by M. Arnold: Ah, Americans, let us be true to one another! For our nation, which is spread out historically in principles of Constitution and Rule of Law, so various, so tolerant, so true, abandons hope for huddled masses yearning to be free. Yeah, I say unto thee we are descending in a darkening spree swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight where Libs and MAGAs argue about what's wrong or right. inspired by J. Lennon: I watched the news that day, oh well. . . about a nation that had gone all to hell. They blew our mind out in a mob That crowd of people made me sob.

They'd seen trump's call: confound the count They wouldn't accept the legitimate amount Nobody was really sure what was going on. We need to turn our Constitution back on. I saw the news today oh yeah The Allied armies had just won the war. A crowd of people turned away But I just had to look, having read the book. I read the news today. . .I'll tell: Vlad the Mad was blasting Ukraine to hell inflicting Kiev pain with Russian drones driving Ukraine folk out of their homes The yankee president was playing chess with Vlad his queen arrayed in reichish dress I'd love to make it all get gone. I watched the news today oh well The NATO nations had just evaded hell. A crowd of people turned away. But I just had to look having read the book. I'd love to see Peace turned on, and Justice and Mercy go on and on and on. . . Glass half-Full

Beethoven's Ire

I heard there was an heroic symphony that Beethoven wrote, still heard around the world. It went like this: the third, the fourth, the fifth, as the music from his mind unfurled.

As 17th-century loyalties were transforming 17th-century royalties A new wind of Liberty blew o’er the Continent, a revolutionary discontent. It blew in on the French coast from its faraway American host Franklin caught a glimpse from Lafayette, his host; Napoleon lifted a French toast. Bur Ludwig’s restless angst turned aside, when he caught wind of Bonaparte’s pride. As the times they were a changing, Ludwig began his rearranging. Composing his third symphony to honor Bonaparte, Ludwig was off to a good start. But when he heard that Napoleon had claimed the “Emperor” title Ludwig was upset that the General would make himself an idle. So he rubbed out the “Bonaparte” dedication and left just the the “Eroica” name which is Latin for any person gains heroic fame. For a man who had mastered the military stuff, it was a name good enough.

For a victorious generale, the “Eroica” word was good enough. Cuz we have to be careful, in this world, to not assign too much glory to strong men who like to hype their own story. King of Soul

Divine Synchronicity

The Creator of our Universe is all-powerful, all-knowing, omniscient and eternal. The Lord YWHW Christ has been creating this Universe, this Earth, our Life individually and collectively. . . for a very long time. This morning I caught a glimpse of the synchronicity through which the Lord of the universe demonstrates is creative consistency, his omniscience and his Will for us to have access says to his higher ways. . . what he is up to and what was up to, back in the day, even long, long ago and far, far away. So. . . this morning I was reading the ancient book of Leviticus, whereby YWHW set out some procedures for the spiritual leaders among his people. Consider this. Leviticus 25:35: “Now in case a countryman of yours becomes poor, and his means with regard to you falter, then you are to sustain him, like a stranger or a sojourner, that he may live among you.” Compare that Old Testament Law to the New Covenant of grace that was initiated and fulfilled in Jesus Christ. Jesus attests to, and confirms the Lord YWHW’s will and instruction when he spoke Matthew 25:35: “For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat; I was thirsty, and you gave me something to drink; I was a stranger and you took me in.

Now then: In this day and time we find that the Lord of the Universe revealed, by these verses in His Word, his Will that people who have lots of stuff, which to say food, money, blah blah and so on and so on, are to release some of their wealth for folks who don’t have much. Furthermore, the poor folk are referred to as “strangers” and/or “sojourners.” . . . which is to say: folks who are not directly connected by ownership to property, or resources or assets. Now then. In this day and time, some prosperous religious folk have been misled into erroneous attitudes and practices. They have—many of them—have directed their trust and their reverence to rich folk who are running the show and have lots of assets to prove it. Consequently, they like to pretend that the strangers and sojourners among us are not those to whom the Lord referred in Matthew 25:35 and Leviticus 25:35. So these self-obsessed religious folk refuse to call a spade a spade, or a heart a heart. Instead they make their bids and bets on diamonds and clubs. The diamonds represent precious worldly stuff. The clubs represent clans wherein them who have congregate as hoi-ploi so they don’t have to dish out grace and mercy to the strangers and the sojourners, The wise king, Solomon said, long ago, that the little foxes spoil the vines. So we are to understand that the vines of fruition, the vines that yield grapes for eating, for drinking, even for fermentation so that wine makes glad the heart of man. . . those vines are spoiled, which is to say, raided and stripped of their fruit. Hence, when the poor, the weary, the huddled masses yearning to be free come along to gather fruit or sustenance from the corners of our fields, the edges of our bounty. . . or the highways and byways by which folks enter into the land of the free and the home of the brave. . .these poor folk are unable to gather any grapes at all. Instead they are turned away. Therefore if you are an American feeling well-fed and well-provided-for, be willing to share a little of the good stuff that goes around . . . like food, or even the means to buy food, money. And don’t be so vulnerable to the foxes and the fat cats who want you keep everything for yourselves and for spending on all the stuff that’s dished out to us in our great American land of plenty. Just sayin’: take a look at Matthew 25. Glass half-Full

Old Stuff

Sinatra sang it, back in the day: . . . “and I look at my life as fine vintage, that flows, sweet and clear, from the brim to the dregs.” I mean, he was before my time, of my parents’ generation, the greatest generation. . . who put a stop to hitler and mussolini and hirohito. . . and all of that happened about six years before i was born. Now I’m the old guy, and these young people nowadays, they. . . I see them sitting on the Boston subway with their phones, looking at their phones. It was different, back in the day, when we boomers came along, sitting in the living room, watching Roy Rogers, Howdy Doody, and . . . well, whatever. That’s neither here nor there. But along the way, there were other things that happened. . . Simon and Garfunkel singing about old friends, who “sit on their park bench like bookends” and “a newspaper blown through the grass falls on the round toes, of the high shoes, of the old friends” Newspaper? what’s that? Now I’m the old guy, pecking away on this laptop, casting my fate to the wind. . . or, actually, the web, where the spiders of time will spin our snippets of this, that and the other into a tapestry of remembrance. . . do you remember when?. . . where were you, November 22, 1963? Where were you September 11, 2001? It seems that a tornado has lifted us into. . . “you’re not in Kansas any more, Dorothy!” You’re in 2025. It’s not hitler telling lies about the Sudetanland to Neville Chamberlain. . . it’s putin making up excuses about the Donbas, and trump thought he was a nice guy, and the fox has confiscated the vines of virtual veracity from MSNBC and where’s NBC anyway? Where’s Johnny Carson? He’s in the sweet by ’n by with Milton Berle and Walter Cronkite.

with Spencer Tracy and Kirk Douglas and Dorothy and scarecrow and tinman and Cecil B. Demille and way, way back there. . .at Ford’s theater, President Abraham Lincoln, and even further back than that. . . Abraham, who left Ur of the Chaldees, and even further back than that. . . there’s Eve in the garden. She’s talking to that suspicious character. He’s talking to her on her phone. And the rest is history. One day, some day, I’ll be on the other side of that great divide between life and death.

But I’m not worried; I will have a guide as I enter that new territory. He’s the one, y’all, who survived death after three days. I’m not making this up. It’s a stream of consciousness. It’s just that, at some point, the consciousness morphs into eternity. You believe that? If you do, I’ve got some real estate in heaven we’ll share with you. King of Soul

The Ai Predicament

When the people of the 20th century had mastered the Computer, they expanded its utility, and the span of its reach, into the minds of men and women all around the world, and so, as time passed. . . in this sweet by ‘’n by, time slippin’ by moment by moment, inch by inch, while time keeps on slippin’ into the future . . . we had spun our networks into the world wide web. The trumpet blasts of human progress were strategically positioned to take control of online assets, thereby appropriating resources for optimum use of the world wide web, for the progress of the human project and for civilization itself. But in human history, there are always some shinannigan-shakers or top dogs who confound the algorithms, like back in ’08, concocting MBS’s and CDO’s that dragged us down the path of financial confusion and contusions.

But surveying the horizon now, the omens are that we’re headed for an Ai juggernaut that may—if we don’t keep an eye on it— sideswipe, or contort, our human dignity and freedom. . . unless we can get smart and take some precautions. As with the appropriation of any new frontier for human progress, there’s got to be rules of the game. As long as everyone plays by the rules, all is well and will stay that way and we’ll be happily ever after. But within the human tribes there are inevitably some covetous hooligans who are not playing by rules. The rules: Thou shalt not cover thy neighbors’ stuff, or his/her data. So back in time, way back, ages ago, there was this Achan guy, back in the ancient days of our literary development, who broke the rules. He took some stuff that didn’t belong to him. And his violation negated the good karma that could have been abundant for all parties who are involved in the grand project of human progress. If he had not crossed the lines of misappropriation and downright theft, causing all hell to break loose in the markets and in the world wide web, then everything would have been hunky/dory. But this Achan guy was way out of line. He was weaponizing the Ai, to take advantage of people and to gather their private information and their assets unlawfully, which is to say, taking data and stuff that didn’t belong to him. . . and as if that weren’t enough, spying on people so he could take advantage of them and purloin their assets for his own enrichment and empire-building. Clearly, the Achan case study demonstrates the necessity for homo intellligus to get a hold of ourselves; and in the wider sphere of the world wide web, it is plain to see that Man needs to get a handle on this Ai juggernaut cuz It threatens to, if not put on a human-managed leash, to launch us into the outer limits of techno-confusion, beyond freedom and dignity! I mean, we dare not have Ai telling us what to do, when we are supposed to be telling Ai what to do. We cannot have Ai algorithms running roughshod over our freedom and dignity. When we discern that AGi/Ai is getting too big for his britches, we need to delete him down to a manageable level. So Wake up, people! You ought not to be downloading your decisions to Ai. Get a life! And seek out the better angels of our web, and our world. Take a break from the wobbly web every now and then. Go take a walk in the park; smell the roses. Read a book. Get a Life! Don’t get too caught up in the web.

The web was woven for Man, not man for the web. Glass half-Full

Fire or Ice?

Some say fire; some say ice?

I say neither one would be nice. "Tho I know this world's EMPire will vanish into sand, allowing only for the EMPtitude's thunderin' command, still yet, still yet, the people come and go, remembering Michelangelo, or Warhol or Picasso, as art was dismembering So I recalled the ancient book, foreshadowing, or so they say, in the midst of the fray, the Hiroshima cloud and long before the Nagasaki, so damn loud! And there was the near miss, the Fukishima scare foreshadowing, it seems to me, the Chernobyl nukey affair, pouring out upon the earth their seven bowls of nukey wrath! the seven scolds of putin, perched upon his Russian throne? or the seven scolds of ayatollah, aiming from their mullahs' home? or the seven sons of Sceva: "I challenge you" by the demons' call Poe inquired, is there balm in Gilead? But seriously, y'all. . . Maybe a territory for the Pals on West bank? This is serious, y'all; it aint no maga prank! Now some are sayin' fire; some are sayin' ice. But hey y'all, a TangMing EMP would not be nice! We don't want no 'lectric shot ; we don't need no EMP But whatever happens; we'll just wait and see.

Maybe it's time to pray. Maybe it's time to say: God save the homo sapiens dream! Just root, root, root for the Jesus team. Now I can tell you this one thing: What we need's The Everlasting King. I nominate that one who turned water into wine; the One who's been up in heaven the whole time since his death at Calvary's cross; t'was but his three-day loss! Our eternal Life through his bloody sacrifice overcomes the conjectured fire or ice. Just sayin'. Ya'll keep praying'. King of Soul