Just Another Day At The Sh!t-Show
Most presidents have had a hand-picked team of advisors, different people with different life experiences, varied ideas, a library of knowledge considered the cornerstone, a group that most presidents have valued and chosen to draw wisdom from. Of course, there is no place at the 45ths table for anything that may fashion itself as ‘wisdom’. No chair reserved for a point of view at odds … Continue reading Just Another Day At The Sh!t-Show
The Evil Of Standing By And Doing Nothing
My sister and I were sitting in the living room, I would have been maybe in my early teens, she would have been maybe 9, she was in a little rocking chair, rocking back and forth. Back and forth, back and forth she rocked, saying as loud as she could Paula said shit, Paula said damn, over and over again, taunting me. I of course … Continue reading The Evil Of Standing By And Doing Nothing
are they u s
for the cacophony a travesty of winning delusional greatness to distractfrom their molotov cocktailscatastrophe entangling them u s you in his derived lies he tells them to u s too we you pawned for putins puppet just to prop uphis profit are we u s you laughing at them as they at u s in this perverse universe led down Pennsylvania Avenue by a broke … Continue reading are they u s
endings at the lake
late Summer passes bywith Monarchs on the Erie breezewatching geese and gullssailboats wanderon the horizononly blue skywaves lapping at the shorethe umbrella tumbles byas we soak up the raysburned bellies be damnedwe saysplashing in the warm watersin these last days *** Photos taken September 5th, 2019 – Port Stanley, Ontario, Canada – on the Lake Erie Shore *** Continue reading endings at the lake
How The Mighty Have Fallen
So, watching American politics is by far more entertaining than it ever was, and that is saying quite a bit, eh? I mean, Donny boy is so great he almost makes the whole Clinton Impeachment look like a Hallmark movie, and Nixon, heck, after school special. Pft. Nope, ol’Trumpo has hisself a downright epic multi-season drama, maybe even an Academy Award-winning Film, or at least … Continue reading How The Mighty Have Fallen
These Things We Now Know To Be True
We believed certain things had been sorted, we knew what the good hats looked like, we thought we knew who the bad hats were. Many believed that only those with no moral fibre would disagree with those values, we thought only people with selfish reasons would object. Before and after defines today’s political landscape. That day in November 2016 some things changed. This new order, … Continue reading These Things We Now Know To Be True
And So I Return To The River, Down To My River To Celebrate New Truths
I turned around and she said“Why do you always end up down at Nick’s Cafe?”I said “I don’t know, the wind just kind of pushed me this way.”She said “Hang the rich.” Robbie Roberston, Somewhere Down The Crazy River Last weekend, after spending the night up kvetching over those dark nights of the raging soul with a new friend, I related my own suppressed rage … Continue reading And So I Return To The River, Down To My River To Celebrate New Truths
And The Roar Of The Crowd Is His License To Be The Mad King
Watching him the other day standing at the podium, clutching the lectern out there on the White House lawn, slowly and carefully reading from the teleprompter the prepared words, it almost seemed like he was just trying to keep himself upright, to say the words. He is coming undone, unravelling before our eyes. The job is hard, far easier to stand in the safety of … Continue reading And The Roar Of The Crowd Is His License To Be The Mad King
what am i?
secretspacesrechargebetweenbreezesevadetime Continue reading what am i?
and there i was down that crazy river
preaching my gospelthe ragehis betrayaloh, that ragethis new friend knew all to wellthough her skepticism dripped, she didn’t believe that it would ever let her gojust one year onburied understillfresh in its certaintywhere mine had burned awaylong agobrought forthfor her to seehow i used to bethe vows we brokealong with my heartyet it was no longer the boss of meand turning to leave,i had to … Continue reading and there i was down that crazy river
How I Lost My Smile To Find Myself
Behind those lies we tell, the hair dye we buy, the makeup we wear, the clothes that hide our flabby bits, the shoes that define us, the cars that please our hierarchical lizard brains, still remains the real us, the actual naked self we truly are, inside, outside or upside down who we are self. That essence of real has been something I’ve sought almost … Continue reading How I Lost My Smile To Find Myself
How To Inoculate The Infection Of The Authoritarian Right-Wing Movement In America; Or At least A Good Start
Ok, so, in the next instalment of uppity quasi-Canadian with an opinion, let me say first that American politics is soOOooo different from Canadian, at many levels. Not the least of which is the epic drama of American elections, of the rise and fall of candidates, over months and months and months, of speeches, debates, out on the campaign trail, the back and forth, the … Continue reading How To Inoculate The Infection Of The Authoritarian Right-Wing Movement In America; Or At least A Good Start
The Rise And Fall Of The Chosen One
Spent a week away. Away from news, or views, or reviews of his faux news. Away to the beach for the day, another exploring my own cities historical stuff, a few in contemplation of light dancing through my garden, a night of beer and visiting with friends, and one dancing till dawn to some 80s and 90s songs. Away from the bat sh..a… crazy stuff … Continue reading The Rise And Fall Of The Chosen One
by PaulaB 