Opinions, poetry, Writing

Tolerance, a double edged sword

I love the words “to tolerate”

Ever Sardonic to the end

Yet so peevishly human

For our existence demands it presence

Thou Valor refuses its aim

As history shows its futility

We endure those who preach it

For tolerance is thought a virtue

And to be intolerant, considered a sin

yet a Tyrant counts on tolerance

For intolerance can do him in

Irony warns against it

As the tolerant rarely win

 

History, Opinions

Now, I’m worried…and you should be too.

 

1. There are Nine Supreme Court Justices

2. 4 are considered “Conservative”

3. 4 are considered “Liberal”

4. Justice Kennedy is in the middle and he is retiring.

5. That leaves the Court at 4-4

6. President Trump will appoint a Conservative to replace Kennedy. Then the Court will be 5-4

7. Justice Ginsburg is 85, and is known as a champion of the liberal cause.

8. President Trump has two more years left.

9. In 2020, If a Republican is elected, it will most likely be Trump.

10.  Justice Breyer is near 80 years old. He is also considered to be a liberal Justice.

11. In 2020, Justices’ Ginsberg and Breyer will be 87 and 82, respectively. If a Republican wins in 2020, then Ginsburg and Souter will be 91 and 86 before the next election. 

12. The odds are that Justice Ginsburg will  leave before the 2024 election. The odds are that Justice Breyer will leave before the 2024 election.

13. If the first happens, and the Democrats don’t win the Presidency or the Senate, the Court will be at 6-3, Conservative/Liberal.

14. If the second happens and the Democrats don’t win the Presidency or the Senate, the Court will be 7-2 Conservative/Liberal.

15. The results of 5-4 could be unfortunate. The results of 6-3 could be devastating. The results of 7-2…The Spanish Inquisition. 

Checks and balances is what keeps us, well, Balanced. 

I am a Conservative and this terrifies me. This has the potential to be a game-ender and it’s time to get off your ass. 

Opinions, Writing

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Where Have I Been? Finishing the 2nd Book! A Year of the Sunflowermuse! It’s available from Amazon in Paperback or eBook.

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Opinions, Writing

Have You Ever Just Wanted to Let Loose on The World With Your Pen? I Did…

Have you ever been stuck behind “that guy” holding up traffic, usually because he can’t seem to talk on his phone and drive at the same time? How about being in line at the store while the person ahead of you tells their life’s story to an uninterested clerk? The inconsiderate guy in the crowded parking lot, his car in reverse, just sitting there getting his seat “just so”. The one in the drive thru ordering for twelve instead of just going in? And on and on… I used to think they were the exception but I’m learning that they are actually “the rule”. People live in a bubble and seem to care less who they inconvenience or offend. To a driver, the car is his whole world and everyone outside, they just don’t exist. Even more amazing is how brave these people are, while they’re locked in their car. You’re expected to yield and be patient. I don’t feel like yielding and my patience is gone. You don’t live in a bubble, this is the real world where the weak get eaten. Tempers are flaring and it’s time for a change. What you do and what you say can have an unpleasant result if, for example, you are “that guy” and decide to ignore the frustrated drivers or worse, run your mouth about how it’s your “right” to be any way that you want and they “just have to live with it”. Usually before that sentence leaves your misguided mouth, someone has had enough and the last thing you remember is being dragged out of the car window by your balls. So much for your opinion. Humans are a violent species and those that foolishly think otherwise, will find their “entitled” behavior less tolerated. Welcome to the party.

We are SURROUNDED by people of ALL shapes and sizes and most have an OPINION, demanding to be heard. By my MATH, 40% have the IQ of a turnip and just smile a lot, the next 20% are ABLE to tie their own shoes AND give an opinion, but really shouldn’t. The next 20% Just CAN’T help themselves and PUSH their opinions on everyone and the last 20% say very little and just WATCH the rest blather on, AMAZED that we are all of the same species. Between politics, the news and just LOOKING around a mall, I’ve arrived at ONE conclusion; we desperately need a plague; it’s time to THIN the herd. Think of it as MOTHER Nature’s forest fire, as we are up to our ass in dead WOOD.

People, YOU are NOT taking care of YOUR business. However, you seem VERY interested in taking care of mine. We ALL know the difference between right and WRONG. Either you choose a path and move forward or don’t and just leech off family and friends. The former is rare, the latter is today’s NORMAL and benefits only you, that’s OK though, as you don’t seem to MIND. But wow, do you cry FOUL when you are described as a freeloading mooch. You feel YOUR opinion actually matters and that the WORLD owes you an audience. You have chosen the path of least resistance EXPECTING great results. YOU are an idiot. Garbage in-garbage out. The WORLD owes you nothing.

You do VOLUNTEER for whatever. But you  make sure EVERYONE knows that you did. A newspaper interview? Why yes, please! You seek RECOGNITION while you search for your identity; now you can say you “belong”, you’re NOW a “winner” and you managed to do it with your usual “minimal effort”. Good for you! No, NOT really, now you’re just a RECOGNIZED failure and I also recognize, that you are a sheep on the “let’s feel-good about ourself” band wagon. REAL volunteers are rarely known for their efforts and usually have no financial incentive. They also know what the WORD “altruistic” means. You, most likely, are reaching for your phone to look it up.

I OWE you absolutely NOTHING and I don’t even feel bad about it. The WORLD owes you absolutely nothing either. YOUR mere presence and your words OFFEND me. You are insignificant. You are UNIMPORTANT. You are a PAIN in the ass. That IS life. You feel entitled. You are WRONG.

YOU also feel disrespected. You FEEL that you should be RESPECTED. Yet you’ve EARNED nothing. You’ve DONE nothing. Neither a gun nor MONEY has gained you respect. NOW, you are an armed, well-funded AND disrespected MORON. Instead of RESPECT, I guess you have fear. Congratulations, you’re a thug.

The world’s Population is GROWING exponentially and you, unbelievably, keep reproducing; creating more traffic clogging, waste generating, entitled, little ENVIRONMENTAL disasters.  Now you say you FEEL marginalized. That one is true; you’re actually NOT special. You are but a grain of sand on the great beach of life. Again, NO ONE cares; You have NOTHING to say that I even remotely want to hear. Just play on your phone and sit quietly. Maybe read the National ENQUIRER.

Unless YOU have something IMPORTANT to discuss, DON’T. Be Anonymous, Be quiet. Be invisible. Use that hole below your nose for a BURGER and a diet Coke. If this BOTHERS you, that’s tough and that’s LIFE. Do me a favor and please use that 15 minutes of FAME that you feel so entitled to and SPEND it on a short read from the HEMLOCK Society. It is UNLIKELY anyone will notice the loss and since you will now finally be GONE, you won’t be “that guy” dragging YOUR ass, holding up traffic in front of me. Without you and your ilk, I’ll bet there will be traffic lanes OPENING up all over the place . This is YOUR big chance to do something that ACTUALLY makes a difference . But you won’t because you are a COWARD. Quit STANDING there with your HAND out, you are not a child, you are an ADULT. If you must carry a sign, it needs to say “I SUPPORT Roe v. Wade”. After all, an OUNCE of prevention can go a long way.

I have TWO words for you today: Soylent Green and Euthanasia. (yes, you may grab your phone).

Also, Food for thought:

Great minds discuss ideas.
Average minds discuss things.
Simple minds talk about other people.

Where do you fit in? Not that I really care…It just feels good to take a pen and vent; it’s quite therapeutic actually. I feel better already and I recommend it highly. Let’s keep the venting ACADEMIC though. Too many PEOPLE seek their 15 minutes of fame through VIOLENCE and that is NOT venting, that is being sadly, Human. But that’s just MY opinion.

poetry, Writing

Silence

The sound of Silence, to breathe, to exhale; finally

Lost today, feared by those, who in silence, must reflect and
listen to their inner voice and flee it’s true reflection of their existence.

Silence, lost to the world as a virtue, now considered a sign of deceit or ambivalence.

Our inner voice, desperate to be heard, screams through the fog of constant noise only to be ignored; finding its only path to the human mind during restful sleep or through the silence offered by the mute button.
Silence brings peace to the soul,
the mind, the ears; to life

Glorious Silence

poetry, Writing

It’s “Time” to fit in

America was once a Melting Pot
A stew of many lands
The contents many, but individual
The world reflected in a pan

This Pot contained the customs
Of each culture and it’s beliefs
But no matter how hard you stirred it
The Pots’ ingredients refused to mix

Each person seemed a foreigner
Yet together in this American land
Afraid to accept the culture
Of the person, living right next to them

Even I felt like a foreigner
Though here I was born and raised
So many different cultures
All struggling to find a place

The Melting Pot began boiling
As Time had lost all patience, at Humanities refusal to bend
So Time stepped in with a blender
And then poured the Pots’ contents in

What was once a Pot of colors
Of stubborn people who won’t mix in
Is now a stirred up mixture, of
One beautiful color, living harmoniously, in a pan.
Now no one seems a foreigner, no excuse to not fit in, for we all can exist equally, in this Melting Pot of this land.