Thank Goddess Ireland saw fit to only murder 7 people during the Burning Times. In addition, there was actual proof. The rest of Europe had a field day killing women, the mentally ill, the disfigured, the unliked or anyone else that got in some church dogma's way. Remember the true origins of hysteria today when you see a black cat or a cone-shaped hat on a girl with green makeup. Then, get the snickers out for the kiddies.
Pardon The Witches
And it's NOT pronounced SAM HAYNE, it's SOW (as in pig) INN. It's the Ogham (Oh Hamm) alphabet. Look it up!
No trolls, I will write what I want, when I want, how I want. Please check to see if you can handle any of this before continuing here. Random thoughts, music videos, mentions of friends, enemies, cats, dreams and some strangeness. Sometimes I'm here, sometimes not. Meow. Namaste. Sashay. Shante. Merci Bien.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Remember the Truth
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Why Not Level the Playing Field?

Socialism: The Giant Awakens by Mary Scott O'Connor, courtesy of My Left Wing
"Whenever I hear the old joke, "He was born on third base but thinks he hit a triple," I cringe a little, because I immediately think of the inverse -- of the millions of people who are born with two strikes against them.
Lately I cringe when I hear the ludicrous charge being leveled against Barack Obama: that he intends to apply socialist policies in the United States. The charge is ludicrous because he does not intend such a thing -- not because socialism is ludicrous. To the contrary.
Here is another thing that makes me cringe:
"In America, if you have the brains and the talent and are willing to work as hard as it takes, you can make it to the top."
Well, yes; the operative word in that oft-repeated maxim is "can." But you can have a top-class brain and a top-class talent and work yourself to the bone and still go to the grave with nothing in this country... if you happen to have been born with two strikes against you.
That is to say: You can have the brains and the talent and all the drive imaginable, and end up at a dead end because you got pregnant at 16 when abortion was illegal or unavailable... and find yourself in your mid-thirties a cashier at Sears, bone-tired with three kids at night, answering all the "Jeopardy" questions, wondering how the hell you ended up single and miserable and resenting these kids you love.
You can be brilliant and gifted and work yourself silly to save money to transfer from community college to the Ivy League school that accepted you -- but because you were unlucky enough to be born into a bad neighbourhood you will never get to that hallowed school and instead be shot dead, collateral damage in a turf war drive-by shooting, itself the product of the sociological result of the grinding poverty produced by decades of racial and societal design.
Worse: Born with two strikes, you wind up before the pitch, you take a huge swing -- you miss, and you end up, at 17, in prison. And you spend the rest of your life going through a societally designed revolving door in that prison. You may have made that "first strike," but the odds were against you from the beginning. You never had a chance. And you're not alone. Watch MSNBC's "Lock Up: Raw" sometimes. Look at the faces on that show. Ever notice anything? Check out American prison statistics against American census numbers. The ratio of the American population as a whole to African-Americans in prison is grotesque. This is not accidental. Nor are African-Americans hard-wired to commit crimes. And people who dismiss slavery as having happened "200 years ago" and African-Americans and "liberal guilt" as "blaming everything on something that happened 200 years ago" had better check up on their MUCH more recent history.
See, brains and talent and hard work don't mean a thing when you aren't to the manour born in America; not unless you step into at least a tiny little bit of luck to go with it. And that shouldn't have to be the American Way.
And that's why the reflexively negative response to socialism angers me so much. Just what is so wrong with a level playing field? For that, after all, is what socialism is. A recent interviewer actually quoted Karl Marx's maxim derisively to Joe Biden: "From each according to his ability, to each according to his needs" (as if it were the sum total of Marx's philosophy). It is, however, a good beginning -- and that is, actually, what America desperately needs.
A level playing field, indeed. Imagine an America in which everyone begins life on home base, with no balls and no strikes. Or, to use a clearer analogy -- on a level field, rather than some on a mountaintop and some in a ditch. Simple, really: Healthcare for all, food and shelter, education and basic employment -- all basic necessities guaranteed for all. For every other element one might wish, one would simply have to... work hard. To compete in a truly free market, unemcumbered by hunger, by the disabilities of race, family circumstances, "who you know." One's merits would truly be the yardstick by which accomplishments, achievements and advancements would be measured. THAT... is socialism.
Now, WHO could feel threatened by THAT?
I'll tell you who: The TRUE elitists in this VERY unlevel playing field on which we all stumble and on which we've been playing, blindfolded, listening to propaganda over their corporate-funded loudspeakers for generations. Propaganda that's told us that "Socialism equals Communism equals Russia equals Stalin equals BAD!
When Americans hear the phrase "socialised Medicine," for instance, for decades we've picture Russian breadlines, as surely as Pavlov's dogs (a Russian scientist -- isn't THAT an irony) drooled when they heard bells ringing. Oh, yes, the moneyed elitist classes of America for generations have done spent their brainwashing dollars well: We, the People, have been cutting off our collective nose to spite our face and cheering jubilantly as we did it.
But a funny thing happened on the way to pay the health insurance bills: We bought computers. Little by little, the proletariat began to learn, picking up bits of information along with "barley legal porn." (It didn't hurt that the older folk began to die off. Sorry, grandpa.) The spectre of Stalin's Communist Russia, truly hideous as it was, began to fade; Communism isn't as easy to use as a completely dishonest conflationary scare tactic with the utterly, totally different Socialism when it's more of a paragraph in a history book than an actual memory.
And lately, we have several decades' worth of examples of wildly successful Socialist nations to refute arguments against Socialist philosophy and economics. Not hideous beasts of governments run amok; rather, governments providing basic necessities and services with fabulous efficiency, NOT meddling in their citizens' private lives... and then getting out of the way. And the citizens' approval ratings of their governments? Through the roof. Their Happiness index? Quality of life? Life expectancy? Through the roof. And ours? Let's just say we're competing with the likes of Bolivia.
So... Maybe Americans are getting... less stupid. Because for one thing, they're not buying the "Barack is a Socialist" garbage. And for another, they seem to recognise Socialism when they see it (See: $700 billion bailout for the financial system and using taxpayer money to do it)... and they seem, by all known polling systems, to think it would be a REALLY good idea to start doing some MORE of it -- where it counts: say, healthcare, education, green infrastructure...
SO WAKE THE FUCK UP, Washington and Corporate Elites. The Sleeping Giant is stirring. "
(is it really so bad? for the uber-privileged, maybe.)
Monday, October 27, 2008
One Week and One Day!
Normally, I wouldn't go so far out there to endorse a candidate, but after checking McCain's voting record on actual soldiers? I can tell you it sucks to be a returning vet in Arizona. For someone who prides himself on the military record he hawks with so-called humility? What he's done is the exact opposite.
We are in dangerous times. Do I think Obama has every single answer? No. But I do think he will surround himself with positive people of intelligence, critical thought, and purpose. Competence, and not loyalty, will be the hallmark of his presidency if he gets in. Shrub (bush) believes just the opposite. Look where that's gotten us.
And as for Governor Avon Lady? She's a female bush: right-wing, fundienut, exclusive, chases the party line every time to the detriment of the greater good.
McCain's camp is getting desperate. The Smirking Chimp, one of my favorite left-wing websites, posted a four minute video of what has happened recently at McCain rallies. The ignorance, racism and selfishness is just so hard to watch. Haven't we had enough divisiveness? Eight years is ENOUGH.
In other news, I'm so far behind in my bills, I'm considering bankruptcy. It's not easy, but I am talking to someone so that I know my rights. It's huge, but I am afraid it's all I have. Scary indeed.
Where are the jobs? Where is my country? What is my future? I hope to God November 4 will lead me to answers, if not new choices.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
A Nice Thought for the Week of October 16th-21st
In medieval Europe, more resources and human ingenuity were lavished upon cathedrals and churches than on any other buildings. In the last hundred years, the emphasis has been different, having switched to the towering structures that house institutions dedicated to commerce. By that measure, Money is a far more important God than God. During the next few weeks, Pisces, I invite you to buck the modern trend. As an experiment, see if you can devote at least one more percent of your energy and intelligence to matters of the spirit and soul than to the demands of the material realm. I suspect you'll find, ironically, that this will lead to an increase of your mastery over the material realm.
Ponder that. I love Rob Breszny.
Friday, October 10, 2008
73

I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'
II
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.
III
'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?'Said the Piggy,'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Edward Lear, 1871
One of dad's favorite poems. He loved owls and I loved cats. I realized that a few years back so this poem has a different significance. Funny what you remember.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Spending Like Drunken Sailors
Well, well...how's this for good ole fashioned American values? SPEND, SPEND, SPEND and screw responsibility. The National Debt clock located on 44th Street near 6th Avenue has had to remove the dollar sign to put in another number! And isn't this sweet? The Durst family, who own the clock, are putting in two more digits to accomodate the possibilty...NO...the EVENTUALITY (if that's even a word) of QUADRILLIONS OF DOLLARS OF DEBT.
And people say this is the greatest country in the world? You've GOT TO BE FUCKING JOKING.
My blogs have been short and shorter lately because I barely contain my rage at how far this country has fallen. The corporate culture makes me sick, and I know they won't pay anyone but themselves, which has put a chip on the shoulder of my job hunt. I can barely hold myself still at having to answer, "Tell me about yourself" at job interviews.
I should have become a bartender because it seems all the bars I pass are packed to the gills lately. Why? People either hate the jobs they're in, just got fired from their jobs, or they're trying to figure out how they're going to pay for gas, milk, rent, cars, and tuition on the crappy salaries they get from these jobs.
Since NYC always turns around last, we could be sitting in our own poisoned diaper until fall 2009. And if I hear about one more corporate CEO asshole who hid millions while trying to cover his company's ass, I might just commit murder. My oh-so-famous temper is on red alert lately. I like to tell people I have road rage without actually having a car. Some laugh, some nod, some...and this scares the hell outta me...actually AGREE. Now that's pretty frightening, kiddies.
3 1/2 weeks to go until this election....God/Goddess help us all!
Saturday, October 4, 2008
VP? This Is What They Want You to Think...
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