ONE
All that is in Heaven and on Earth
combine together to form one
integral harmonious whole = 1x1=1.
Your paths are many and varied,
as they wander through the 10 spheres and 4 worlds;
and, many other divine mysteries, to deep for humanities understanding.
However, they all add up to the same miraculous one,
all that is, every creature of Heaven and Earth,
united as one infinite being, from the beginning of time – God.
Hearts discover what our minds observe,
every
true
they all bear witness in conveying God is one.
From the limits of infinity,
through the torus expanding and
extending N, S, E, & W, and up and down, the splendor of your eternal existence.
Flowing from before the start, one ubiquitous being,
one Father for every being who was, is and will be born,
one benevolent being who loves each and every pulsating one times one equals one!
THE SCULPTURES WALK
Today, the rose garden is waiting,
you know the park – it overlooks the city
complete with contoured reservoirs and rows on rows of roses,
and the magnificent sculptured stone steps that look medieval;
anyway, today its waiting for its verdigris bronze sculptures,
to step down and walk away.
Yesterday, it waited, too, thinking that
perhaps it was the appointed day – for the great event.
But, today it’s a sure thing.
Today is the day when the sculptures walk!
MILKY WAY
Once, while camping way up North in the
I stepped outside and gazed up at the resplendent night sky; it was a revelation.
Peopled by such luminaries as Don Quixote, whose steed Rozinante is pointed to eternity
stirring cosmic dust diffuse with dawn.
They wander together with their accoutrement, a bottle in their pocket and a pipe in hand.
Each ethereal creation living in harmony with its own unique nature.
Milky Way, what are you doing diminished in the suburban skies,
with your tenement condos generations owned that the years come to peer inquisitively at
so remote from enlightenment; and, nebulous clouds eclipsing cores
littered with black holes of oppression, and the ignorant ask if those are really creatures
walking around real roads; and, if those are really balls of burning gas and planets?
And, in general they talked spacious nonsense into the silence.
Near the river a labor with a blower clears the pedestrian path, sending dead leaves scudding and making a bank on a bank of the hubris remains, and a verge carpeted with Autumn colored leaves, besides dull buildings whose immense rectangular shapes loom
dark against the expansive sky. His sweeping gestures accentuated by a din embedded
in the huge towering silence, a distinctive clamor other lost souls secretly would love to emulate. The dog who warily crosses the road on a leash is out walking its human.
Its healthy well fed fur sparks with lightening stolen from the soft billowing clouds,
its innocent expression remains ingenuous.
Light oscillates between extremes, the boulevard spreads spacious as the crab nebula who
scurries over the ocean floor after Cygnus and Betelgeuse; I refuse to feel anxious about my individuality, as tilting my head I pause to listen, as horrible hurtling worlds collide;
I see a star seed caught in the web of its own deceit driven violence
unseizable and insubstantial as air falling away in a raging cataract,
on each side, each side exactly the same.
Hidden down dark dusky corridors of night,
observing the clamorous activity characteristic of the hive,
I’m enjoying transforming aversive spite and malicious vice into opportunities,
to prove myself and reaffirming my voluntary exile,
its precisely here that I’ve come
putting on a face to meet the
Around me I see an obviously degenerative age, in an advanced state of decrepitude;
and yet, it seems to be the first day of the universe, and the dawn of time for mankind.
So many worn and weary things stare transfixed within themselves,
surrounded by such exuberant varied tongues, all speaking at once with no one listening.
The heavy clump of my cane makes a resounding thump on the floor, with a start, I instantly recognize it as mine; it leaves receding into the distance, separated from me assuming an existence of its own. Do I exist anymore?
It wanders off alone to explore the depths of the primordial pellucid sea.
If I cry out no one hears, for it becomes lost in the earth’s anguished cry.
Intently scrutinizing the varied sphere man’s greed daily reduces to a dull homogeneity,
time measured distances, based on a miraculous infinite sphere;
where massive mountains rest, arresting, with their heads in the cloud obscured eternity;
and rivers wash their broad backed ridges dressed in shimmering green forests,
where the past merges with the present and the future finishes its gestation;
and, we wait our turn, while clinging tenaciously to Titian’s wheel.
I stood alone, in my pillbox skull;
perched, besieged between two infinities, on a third infinite point – now:
the weight of the night’s infinite darkness crushing me,
the whiteness of my bones luminous as the moon,
my mind magically transports me from my portal eyes anywhere in an instant;
merging in a tumultuous torrent are endless ideas and countless lyrical images,
they crowd together jostling one another clamoring enthusiastically for attention
one scarcely finishes and we’re off racing exhilarant with the next -
look at me searching for patterns, islands of stability in seas of ....
Returning home I see my wife’s form forming into the shape of our house.
My father’s picture and my two sons step out of their frames and wander around
the otherwise quiet, comfortable room filled with books, art and congenial furniture.
Outside, I look up at the ancient clock, consisting of a flock of faint trembling stars,
and guided by a pale, beautiful, pock faced moon;
carefully carved into the night’s infinite black abyss,
the sky, a script that some sage will someday translate.
In a moment of mental singularity, they will understand
the meaning of everything; but, the great erudition required for its comprehension
makes its communication, even for the most sagacious, utterly impossible.
And so, my hand weaves to and fro and up and down undulating through time adding
to my friends efforts, from previous ages and eras yet to come, littering the aching
bone white parchment with pure indigo ink, as I make my modest contribution
to the travail and trust of civilization. Beneath the sorrowful sky, my Autumn sonata
echoes it’s melodic refrains of joy, love and pain, as they mount high from the earth.
POPLAR MEMORIES
The poplars, which had pointed the way to heaven
and resided beside the freeways serving the ornithological population
as safe sky-rises have been felled; and, a void remains,
trembling in the shape of the fallen trees.
While they’re still soughing with gentle sibilant sounds
search for the displaced choruses of songbirds
search where their homes happily nestled unseen in the foliage
for their high-rise homes that still lives in your-their sorrowful memories.
And so it all came to nothing –
all that had been eternal
fell from me,
once so fine to see, went to an empty place
without people noticing the vacuity.
I solace myself with a phrase,
its the fine one pays for living in a decaying ancient nation
during a degenerative age and keeping a notebook.
Time is a parabola, my actions, usually so efficient
and contained, become mechanical;
the city crumbles around me, no stone steps, no shambles,
no appointments, no meaningless rituals, no income, no incense,
no wine, no happy recondite clouds, no staff of life, no taxes.
What is lost? How much are we loosing?
Look at the sycophant people going by,
like so many mechanical action figures,
their interminable aimless conversations bore me
so much is beyond their limited comprehension.
Even if all the translucence were removed
I’m cursed with the ability to perceive things
clear to the bottom. I don’t wish to be
some inert person sitting around for 50 years contemplating their navel,
I require stimulation and scope for the imagination.
Their shame and empty social rituals bore me.
Let them fail, they’ve already riddled my life with holes
I dwindle like a dried leaf.
As I drop asleep from this waking dream,
it strikes me how much of life I’ll never see:
how much of life is already dead.
IMPOVERISHED
I’ve been up to the mountains
there to visit the public lands,
it’s a barren and bleak place, a place of utter desolation;
because of our greed driven father’s transgressions,
gone are the natural temples with their accompanying
indigenous shaman priests; in their place is found a new-old order
complete with their pounds of flesh and needless human sacrifices.
The place where on high we would freely roam
is a ruin, in stead of God’s glory
man’s failed stewardship has resulted in
a clear cut case of greed driven exploitation – a wasteland.
How curious it changes one,
even at a distance, the long familiar alter, no longer there.
How painful to be mitigated,
to have oneself adulterated,
to have nothing left but the presence of my prayer:
but, I refuse to bear their wickedness and shame,
as I wear this neo-fascist age’s star of David
that naturally adorns my scapegoat’s skull,
patiently bearing up under their mixed up composite,
and, become a part of another of their unnatural creations.
Please, provide us with your compassion
to serve as a balm for my pain and sorrow.
Let the lost people, troubled with dry rot souls
who are spiritually impoverished
and blinded by the gleam of hard cold gold
‘till they fail to perceive how foul they’ve become,
see the good of your forgiving grace.
And, let their anguished cries carry
and contain the seeds of solace,
let their be just retribution based on temperance and prudence
for each of their impure transgression
that they think they’ve hidden,
so their sins will soon be forgiven
and they’ll know the unbearable lightness of redemption,
as the wild beast once thrashing from its wounds a fallen prey.
Answer as soon as you can,
if its part of your plan;
don’t abhor their calumny,
and avoid any longer their impoverished souls.
DAY DAWNED
rattled a great big truck.
The truck driver was making the morning
angrily complain with grinding gears and stop plosive brakes.
An archipelago of silent shadow
floated swirling on the empty day.
The walls woke when the dust did, too,
that sleep inside discretely out of view.
My soul set sail sliding on a sunbeam
against the shivering pale blue sky.
And , another piece of news paper pirouetted
across the street, destined never to be read again;
but, stumbling on the curb, it kept its stark lies,
while a pebble with integrity maintained its pristine fervor.
The day kept careful count of butterflies and songbirds
but, it really was on the look out for rainbows.
The scent of jasmine fragrance
laced through the turbulent air.
In
where the air is so bracing
that the blue of the sky and the blue of the sea
blend seamlessly together at the horizon
which peers in the tourist town’s windows,
I was being born deep in the towering sacred grottoes;
fragrant grooves of cedars, firs, redwoods and madronas,
where giant emerald fern fronds drip with huge mist generated diamonds
and rhododendrons bloom exquisite orchid like flowers;
the immense silence is embedded with the thunder from the surf,
where tidal pools teem with life beneath the wind sculpted trees,
and giant monolithic rocks resolutely stand in the surf and stare at eternity.
It sweeps the white sand smooth, as the Earth rolls eternally on
refreshing her atmosphere for each new generation of children.
As on and on comes the tickling of each racing wave, who play tag
with the laughing wind, before breaking on the beach, and are swept inexorably away.
A
VACUOUS VACATION IN LA –
Red hard pomegranates split skinned
by the bursting excesses of the linear impacted seeds.
You make me see, I too, am part of the procession
of people pouring profusely down the highways.
Attired with the slacks and dress shirt that brand me to my class,
here I visit under the achingly empty perennial blue skies of perpetual radiance.
They wont let even the earth lie wormy and warm buried beneath disintegrating gray
seas of concrete, there are bandages behind glass cases and expensive silk garments and
the ubiquitous countless cars.
Crimson, green, gold, blue, purple, silver they’re painted every color.
Think how their organized rolling endlessly out sleek and smooth,
their hard, shiny, shallow, surfaces mirror one another, as they drive over and under
the thick writhing thoroughfares of endless roads that rise and fall; cars stop, cars start
regular as waves of wheat.
How could I scurry for cover, when other would be thoughtful friends, kind and gentle,
the kind that are always in the minority and are afflicted, by those who find brutal
pleasure and obscene profits, in aggressively assaulting us with wanton rudeness
and calumny, and who wake us from our sweet, legendary, complacent dreams.
Thus learning a lesson repeated throughout history,
that fantastic delights must be united with reason,
which show why hardening is required
to bear, or counter act, the inevitable evils of the worn and weary world.
I rise to the surface, standing against the raging hostile tide,
I, too, will drive in rows of cars like rotisserie chickens basting beneath the sun.
My wife will fill the expensive antique vases with luxurious, with lavish, with profusions
of extravagant flowers, while I scatter stacks of gravity defying books all about the place.
Let others arrange wine and women fumbling for keys while making bogus scenes of late
hour revelry soliciting adultery: what a deal, you, too, can wallow with their phony filth!
Go ahead couple with right wing perverts and prostitutes, watch while their greed, and twisted ambition competes with envy, intrigue, and padded deficit egos.
The inferiority complexes run rampant, the operations of perverse predation that long ago
went out of control, continue to peseverate in LA on a large scale, that festers with staged
immoral criminal acts, providing contemporary bigots with pretences to hate and destroy
people and a city, too. Here, more blatantly than anywhere else, one can see why we’ve
lost our nation’s greatness.
Islands of extreme wealth, surrounded by vast sprawling seas of poverty, oppressed and
dominated by deceit generated hate driven subordinate bigots, isolated in a car culture;
and who are insulated from what they do and discouraged from thinking by a consumer
culture always on the go, where constantly diverted well being is equated with material
possessions.
The city is driven by fear that exists like a palpable presence, the arrogant subordinate bigots dominate everywhere, somehow they even manage to strut arrogantly in their cars.
Then, it dawns that these people are aggressive, abusive and that their arrogance is based
on vice and corruption. They’ve a hypocritical double standard that viciously attacks
in others the very behaviors that they arrogantly display themselves and which serves
as the basis of their utility for their prejudicial and corrupt masters, the very bigoted biases that they emulate in attempts to further benefit themselves at everyone else’s expense. But, enough of this predominating digression.
I’ve picked my own harvest.
I look compassionately on the subordinate tyrants,
the pimps, prostitutes, perverts, and child abusers, and their abused children
and a city lead around by the balls by them.
After all they’re not the ones responsible. They’re judges, juries, sadistic torturing jailors
with thumbscrews, subliminal racks and chains;
we’re not required to speak sermons and listen to lectures on anemic Sundays.
I prefer pondering roses, or reading
Here’s a fool, there’s a villain, all in simplistic black and white,
and here comes
Here are figures of the damned habituated so long they no longer understand
like nose-less men in the police docket mirror images standing bound feet in fires -
wailing!
Before they begin I know what cliches they’ll say,
and what acts they’ll pretend in what performances of the sordid contrived absurd.
This pestilent luminous eruption, lost in LA:
sets a soul to dreaming – about its secret, vice ridden, and corrupt architecture.
I’m luckier than most,
I’ve come on vacation, to visit a view of their fine museums.
And, like my vacation where we didn’t see it all, we saw enough to be thankful
to be able to go home.
The ideas expressed in the essays and exposes found in the Rumor Mill are the opinion of Mockingbird’s editors.
RUMOR MILL
If
Republican President Ronald Reagan could have been prevailed on to subordinate
the myopic rapacious demands of discontents compounded by the complication of
their distempered passions to the substantive long term, broad based interests
of the nation; then, that happy event would’ve provided him with ample returns
in future benefits and positive political developments, and given the country a
secure and prosperous future free from all the present economic disorders and
terrorist dangers real and contrived. But,
rather than sound statesmanship and solid economic policy, he daily confirmed
that he was lead and would lead the country down the path of faction, which
generated profound negative consequences beyond his limited comprehension. The superficial packaging of American
political products enabled his faction’s monetary advantages to prevail in the
nation’s political processes, which victimized a society that was over
dependant on the electronic media. The
election of an old retired hack actor, who had not responsibly developed one
necessary skill to run the nation effectively left him totally unprepared for
the measure of greatness required for the job.
The opposition Democratic Party responded inappropriately by
disregarding the consequences that the electronic media played in American
politics and relied on an antiquated political power base built on organized
labor that ineffectually failed to reach the crumbling middle class and the
diverse conglomerate of groups that constitute the lower classes of America’
society and that is the Democratic Party’s historical constituency. The radical right faction driven Republican
Party’s photogenic figurehead uncomprehendingly read from a monitor his lines
to previously submitted questions on TV, which served to raise his visibility;
and, his rising popularity resulted in his weathering the second largest
depression in the 20th century, a depression that was caused by the
Republican President’s failed factional policies. This time was one when the Federal
Legislature was becoming increasingly dominated by one occupation, lawyers, who
in the case of the Republican Party were
ideological echoes of the right wing, as a result of their policy to displace
the admissions boards of law schools all across the country; and, so
individuals were elected who were not conditioned to respect themselves; and,
they had no previous career based on an honorable, virtuous reputation at
stake; who couldn’t be expected to deal moderately or prudently with a power
which they themselves, more than the public, must have been surprised to find
in their hands. These affluent
individuals from
In the beginning, worthy individuals in both parties who were advanced in established careers complained about the symptoms contemporary avaricious faction was
generating, of the corrupt private
interests and factional intrigues which were prevailing; but, they were purged
from Republican Party ranks and the Democrats didn’t initially understand the
complete transformation of government that the radical right faction’s private
agenda entailed. The power of the purse
for the
Over the
last five essays on the contemporary effects of faction, I’ve easily recorded
the multiple adverse proofs of this kind; but, I think its self evident that
faction rose to the ascendancy of the Republican Party at this time; nor, to
refute what is so blatantly obvious on the network news and their coverage of
the Republican Party national convention.
I’ll only point out that those elements who
were derisively pointed to in disparaging terms by the late
I’ve not
specifically addressed the paranoia and extremism entertained by the radical
right populist movement, other than briefly touch on how it evolved into
organized crime and sadistic norms of behavior based on lies and deceit, and,
the so called Christian right coalition, because though they worked even at the
beginning of his first term, when America witnessed Republican Ronald Reagan’s
speech which adopted the metaphor a thousand points of light, where he stated
his knowledge of their extreme illegal clandestine actions and his approval of
the same, which later grew into a synchronized operation with the radical right
populist movement as it transformed into organized crime and functioned as
subordinate tyrants that occasioned the apprehension and expectations of
immoral and criminal behavior being generalized and institutionalized; as they
secretly plunged into brutal acts of violence and became the butchers of the
radical right wing faction, functioning not unlike the Nazi’s brown shirts,
attracting every misanthropic individual with a criminal predisposition, who
otherwise would have landed in prison, and subjecting to an effective process
of deliberate corruption that transformed even moderate law abiding citizens
into corrupt hate filled bigots clamoring for behavior that unfortunately has
to be characterized as unjustifiably excessive if we’re to remain Truthful;
established their fanatical orientation attacking the US Constitution, and
increased their enthusiasm even for rape, murder, prostitution and perversion,
extortion and child abuse – witness the LA chapter’s ongoing operations against
entertainer Michael Jackson, as they deliberately systematically engage in
child abuse, using children in order to bankrupt that person and aggressively
intimidate an important region of our nation, because of the large role it
plays in the entertainment industry. O.
As our two
parties have evolved, so their parties are erroneously perceived, because of
the radical right faction’s extensive control of all aspects of the media,
communications and entertainment industries; which serve to further the
factional interests of the radical right, while the public remains relatively
unaware of the transformation of political institutions transpiring in
America. The Republican Party is displaced, it is now the party of right wing extremism. They view government as a means of making
money, and running for office is the business of packaging and marketing a
product for popular consumption; and, the political office is nothing but an
investment, which they use to seek means to optimize their rates of return;
which causes exploitive policies to be pursued, and between alternative
available choices they will pick the most exploitive, which means worst
available choice will be taken in terms of the negative impact on the public,
whose interests inherently run contrary to that of faction. The Democratic Party has expanded from its
previous political base exclusively associated with labor,
it now is the pro-business party in
When our
nation had been transformed in this manner, the political processes predictably
came to reflect this state of affairs, with packaged candidates over
representing the legal profession and electing a majority of malleable
Republicans who were not only without experience and ability but were held
hostage and controlled by special interest’s money that was mugging the
political process. New transgressions
were daily occurring; new crimes committed and offenses made. Public policy by avarice and corruption
brought about a bipolarized political environment. The Republican Party majority where they
voted with homogeneity and forced their private agenda through that reduced the
land to poverty and oppression created rancor and obstinacy between members of
the two parties who no longer associated socially amidst Republican arrogance
and Democratic aggravation. The opposite
principles of government advanced by the respective two parties elevated the
dispute higher and higher, as they grew more impassioned as Democrats came to
realize what they were witnessing was a fundamental transformation of
government, and the measures Republicans pursued were striping the country
naked of Separation of Power and subjecting it to violations and abuse of power
that exploited, impoverished and corrupted.
The meetings of committees and Congress became hostile in appearance and
acrimonious in tone. The abuses, insults
and injuries the nation reeled under seemed sudden and resulted in indecent
disruption and almost complete dissolution as things grew so bad during an
ensuing Democratic Administration that the Republican Party tried to extort its
policies by shutting down government and extorting the public by means of
controlling the purse strings of government.
The Democratic Party looking for ways to get government unstuck cast
about for ways to secure themselves and the nation against these insidious
advancements of greed and corruption, temporarily reduced the onslaught by
working within the system; such was the extreme, necessity had reduced the US too,
and it was at this point against these real dangers that the country, motivated
by extreme generated necessity, united around Democratic President Bill
Clinton. The return to historically
proven methods of Democratic government, as opposed to faction driven tyranny,
generated happy effects and attended an unprecedented eight years of peace and
prosperity ; and, by a contrary positive example justified all the negative
comment made against the radical right faction’s political pawn the Republican
Party’s tyrannical government; when 12 years of abuse and incompetence had made
the country ripe for a positive change and they supported the great enterprise
of trying to resurrect a freedom loving, prosperous Democracy. The Democratic Administration suffered by the
irresponsible attacks from the radical right faction driven Republican Party,
first utilizing their whore in an unscrupulous effort to impeach the President,
then tried to extort their private plans profitable only to themselves and at
everyone else’s expense by refusing to fund and shutting down government, and
finally through a contrived war in the Balkans when they through covert
surrogate operatives financed a war with Albanians (the poorest people on the
face of the earth) who otherwise never could have afforded the expense of a
modern army let alone the cost of running a war for over a year; and, proved
that a jealous ever-awake vigilance to guard the treasure of Liberty is a
process to be earned, rather than a product to be given and carelessly
consumed, in order to keep it intact.
The contrast between the conduct of the US under the Democratic
Administration fighting and winning in the mountainous and forest covered
Balkans, and utilizing the UN in the subsequent period of peace thus minimizing
the duration and extent of US involvement containing costs to less than the $ 5
billion figure that the big spending Republicans squandered on it in Congress;
and, foolishly included funds for other pet projects like strip mining public
lands. The current Republican
administration has spent tens of billions with over 2,000 fatalities to date
and is spending more in the subsequent so called post period of peace than the
Democrats did to fight and win without a single fatality. The Republican Party extravagantly paid for
brand new oil equipment which the corrupt oil industry (remember Enron) then
used to extract oil and sell it for the radical right faction’s private benefit
without the US and Iraq seeing a penny in Iraq oil and natural gas revenues. We then, being the World’s poorest country
because the US owes the greatest national debt, proceeded to rebuild unstable
Iraq, who‘re still fighting to regain independence and regain control of its
nation’s oil and natural gas reserves, providing them with universal health
care while Republicans claim we couldn’t afford public run Medicare and a
program for prescription relief for Sr. Citizens, while over 10 million more
Americans can’t afford any form of health care in the last four years under
Republican leadership. And, finally the
As these events seriously crippled the competitive nature of our two party winner take all political system, it impaired and disheartened the Democratic Party and simultaneously strengthened and invigorated the homogenized Republican Party. The Democrats who looked on the dangers from the corrupt abuse of power to Civil Rights and good models of government that were being perpetrated from the Republicans who displaced the Judicial branch, in a blatant effort to dominate government regardless of political outcomes in the years to come, with scandalous nominees to the highest court in the land whose judicial voting record was so bad as to not be able to bear the light of day, and the public was denied the right to know the public record of judges up for appointment to the Supreme Court, from the radical right faction dominated Republicans, who were now confirmed in their prejudices and proceeding out of control, like a run away locomotive. They publicly claimed “Whatever it takes” continued down an ill advised course, and they claimed the people who their abuse of technology had made commit heinous criminal acts would be back on the streets if they were not allowed to continue; but, in fact they conveniently failed to realize that the monsters were already there, because those who made the monsters were continuing with their habituated profitable behaviors which had made the criminals in the first place, and so society faced a scenario of ever increasing numbers of monsters made to fill private prisons for profit for the benefit of the radical right faction’s subordinate tyrants; meanwhile, society becomes less safe, with artificially increased crime rates in actions that satisfy the perverse appetites of the subordinate tyrants, more immoral, by being conditioned to lie and cheat in adulterous operations, and sadistic, in immoral-criminal operations which if not successful in prostituting and perverting individuals that regularly include using children for sexually abusive purposes, are supposed to be so morally degenerate and depraved as to be perceived as torture, as Civil Rights, Equality and Egalitarian Safeguards were summarily disregarded. The fact that individuals from all economic classes, ethnic, racial, religious, sub-cultural groups, and ages and gender were targeted and victimized by the subliminal technologies and techniques developed and employed by the radical right subordinate tyrant’s criminal organization serves to prove that the fault doesn’t reside with any particular targeted group; but rather, any member of society can be victimized with equal ease if subjected to the devastating subliminal technology and coupled to the immoral and viciously sadistic ploys of the radical right faction’s organized crime: THUS THE FAULT IS WITH THE WIELDERS OF THE OF THE TECHNOLOGY AND TECHNIQUES, and not the unwilling members of society being victimized and targeted for extinction.
Under this persuasion they ran head
long into actions increasing the exploitation and thus impoverishment of the
In fact the black and white Guelphs
of Dante fame were not more animated against
one another than the Republicans and Democrats; and in such a condition
of national illness, considerable steps were taken by the Republican Party, as
was unfortunately predictable, towards the destruction of our
Constitution. One example is made
without smile where the radical right faction increased the use of black
perverts, whores and children in operations to set up and entrap that were both
immoral and criminal, to compensate for the incompetent lack of response to the
needs of the poor people, most of who were people of color, in New Orleans, in
the wake of Hurricane Katrina’s devastation.
And, ironically, after that failed to generate devastation of another
unfortunate type, the immoral responses solicited, the radical right, without
skipping a beat, began to try and sadistically taunt targeted individuals, in
an effort to generate racist responses exactly like when they tried to increase
the radical right influence in the local black community, by organizing and
staging a skin head gang, which was a white supreme racist group that rioted
and attacked black citizens. It’s
interesting that these racist efforts are conducted once again,
it seems, by people with precious little brains, and even less hair, as a
number of participants happen to look like either
Another step, which was taken by
the radical right faction was certainly of the greatest consequence, and laid
the axe to the root of our country’s Liberties immediately, by giving the
radical right faction political puppet the Republican Party such an influence
over elections of the President and members of Congress, as could not fail to
destroy the independence of members to the Legislature and Executive branches
of government, by which alone the freedom of our government has been and can be
maintained. I refer to the new non
ballot computerized electronic vote casting techniques, by defrauding several
elections where numerous examples occurred in the last election, where
thousands of votes were transferred in and out of critical electoral districts
and even across state lines that almost without exception favored the
Republican Party, which means that these errors were in all probability not
random events and without a paper trail to prevent these gross improprieties
from transpiring; and, the other methods taken to guarantee the huge sums of
money being invested in politics would generate a favorable outcome for the
radical right faction utilizing the electronic media unfairly for the
Republican Party’s benefit, and generating such large funding ratios over their
political opponents in the Democratic Party, as to make the election outcomes
deterministic, and packaging campaigns like products, in the last election
during the hours of debate the Republican candidate George Bush Jr. only said
one true statement, the rest of the time he lied! This may seem shocking, but if the Republican
Party record was defendable and Truth and reason were on the radical right
faction driven Republican Party side the massive funds that the radical right
faction felt required protecting by fraud wouldn’t have been necessary – the
nation’s elections were mugged by money.
The proceedings were fraudulent, the judgments upon these outcomes were
arbitrary and the methods employed scandalous.
But, it was the results that these means generated which were so
alarming that they frightened all who were aware and had not sold themselves to
the radical right faction, or who from vice and corruption, or who from
fanatical zeal for party lost all regard for country, much more than the
imprudent and intemperate means that were utilized on this occasion. If the radical right faction driven
Republican Party had restricted itself to the practice of buying the elections,
one can hope that the previous sure and silent methods of using government as a
means to make money through methods established since WWII with the
industrial-military’s inefficient economic patterns. But, would the alarm have been less for all
friends of
We’ve now developed the two primary
political parties through a critical period in