Omar gets it. Between the eyes. The honesty of grief confronts the cowardice of a heart swollen with hate. You do not trivialize, weaponize or politicize the death of three thousand innocents.
Omar gets it. Between the eyes. The honesty of grief confronts the cowardice of a heart swollen with hate. You do not trivialize, weaponize or politicize the death of three thousand innocents.
Things in France feel a bit unsettled. There are areas that pose a threat to the police, ambulances and other first responders who are growing more and more wary of conflicts with Muslim expats when they are called into service in migrant enclaves. Rather than adapting to the cultural imperatives expected of French citizens, migrants are coalescing into defensive ghettos that carry a chip on their shoulders, ready and eagerly waiting for ‘infidel’ French involvement to trigger another conflict.
We don’t worry about dragons under our bed. We don’t fret that we will spin down the drain when the bath tub empties. We don’t lose sleep worrying about ball bearings penetrating our bedroom walls. We are in the civilized west. We don’t worry. We are in “Fortress America” and our moat (the Atlantic Ocean) is a couple thousand miles wide.
We should feel safe. But the sense of safety is a fragile thing. A snap of a twig in the shadows is enough to shatter our serenity. The flash of eyes in the darkness can terrify a whole boy scout troop in a second.
18 years ago yesterday terrorists of the Muslim variety went to work one morning. Just one morning on American soil. The action of suicide crashing three planes into the World Trade Towers and Pentagon in just a couple of hours, precipitated two wars, one of which we are still fighting, and a general mobilization of our military throughout the world. Thousands beyond the three thousand lost on that first morning have fallen fighting the Taliban creatures, and Al-Qaida, the Fedayeen and their cute Toyota technicals and ultimately, ISIS.
Our world has been changed. The changes have been forced upon us. When I walked across the street to Longfellow Public Grade School as a young miscreant, having to pass through a metal detector was beyond my experience. But our world has been changed,………forever. Keep an eye on Europe….get educated.
Just a sound bite. Acosta getting smacked down by Steve Mnuchin at a news conference by asking what Mnuchin asserted was the “THATS THE MOST REDICULESS QUESTION I’VE EVER HEARS OF.”
I just love these precious moments. .
THE SURPRISE RETURN OF WASSERMAN SCHULTZ!!!!
SCHULTZ PUT ON A LITTLE MAKEUP BEFORE THE HEARING
I HAVE BEEN IN COURT A FEW TIMES AND THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I EVER HEARD A INTERRAGATOR QUESTION SOMEONE JUST SO SHE COULD HAVE IT WRITTEN INTO THE RECORD THAT EVERYTHING SHE ASKED FOR IN HER EXAMINATION WAS CONTRIVED AND THAT THE WITNESS SHOULD NOT BE BELIEVED.!
SO MUCH FOR WEIGHING THE EVIDENSE! HER STATEMENTS REVEAL HER PREJUDICE, THEY ALSO ILLUSTRATE THAT SHE IS ASKING THE QUESTIONS TO MAKE A POLITICAL POINT
“The gun took aim and killed the sheriff.” A high school newspaper would have pimply faced little editors who would catch such a obvious error. The line above is stating the gun took action and of it’s own volition, killed somebody. The New York Times should have editors that can do better than…..”Eighteen years have passed since airplanes took aim and brought down the world trade center.” Big event. An anniversary of that event. Thousands of people died. Many more were in attendance on the site to pay homage to the fallen innocents. So the NYT trivializes the whole affair by kneeling before the god of political correctness. Are there no grown-ups on the editorial staff of the times. KLIKDAPIK for more on the abandonment of critical thinking as the ‘Grey Lady’ dutifully puts on her aluminum hat.
Ashura. It’s just like Christmas but with out the lights, Santa Clause, presents, mistletoe, a message of peace on earth and good will toward men. Hell it’s not even burdened by Jesus hanging around in the shadows. Now Ashura does celebrate the martyrdom of Husain, Grandson of Big Mo. Ashura is great entertainment as a spectator sport in that there is a lot of action as men and male children flay, lacerate, fillet, scalp, gouge, cut by knife, shards of glass, all forms of cat ‘o’ nine tails which can be made with items ranging broken glass or sharp metal shards. Loads of family fun, deep bonding as you slice open you’re grandbaby’s scalp to get that measure of blood that qualifies him as a true believer.

You don’t want to get your cat ‘o’ nine tails tangled in your hair. It’s just a little embarrassing.
Character building!
My home, Colorado Springs, Colorado is nestled in a crowd of military installations. To the north, the Air force academy stands against the front range of the Rockies, to the south Fort Carson spreads across a huge area, and in the middle NORAD occupies the interior of Cheyenne mountain. So it felt pretty serious when the normal transmissions on my car radio were interrupted by a announcements of gates that were being closed as all of the military establishments went into lock-down in response to the planes that were crashing into the Twin Towers. I learned a hard little lesson about military realities in such circumstances. YOu may be surrounded by military bases, but you are on your own if there is an attack. No one called for citizens to find sanctuary within the wire of the military establishments. You get attacked…..your screwed. Not that I resent this in any way. It would have been nice to know at the time. But we were somewhat lucky to have a basement. And I do pack heat for the up close and personal moments outside the wire. TEEHEE!

THE HEART OF THE POEM FOUND BELOW IS THE FEELING OF HELPLESSNESS I HAD. THERE WAS NOTHING THAT I COULD DO. AND FOR A FATHER OF FIVE DAUGHTERS SUCH FEELINGS SIGNAL, “MY CHILDREN ARE IN DANGER !……….. THERE IS SOMETHING I MUST DO TO STAND IN HARMS WAY!” BUT ALL WE COULD DO, INDIVIDUALY AND AS A NATION, IS WATCH WHILE AMERICANS DIED.
In the Perfect Blue American Sky
We stood
The Family
About the dream once perfect.
Now buckling to its knees.
First the fire blossom.
Then death thunder breaking.
Down the canyons of New Jerusalem.
I looked down at my useless hands,
Dappled in rose petals?
Then the rain of glass is falling.
In each a broken reflection.
The perfect, blue,
American sky.
Then the children of the dream
Came tunmbeling
.And we the family stood below.
Where stone rain and blood of angels mixed.
And I looked at my useless hands;
At the bloody mortar that gloved them.
And nailed them to the ground.
My child fell and I could not catch her,
.She lies broken at my feet.
We stood, the family,
In the mourning sun, About a broken American Dream
And saw our angels rise again,
Through the smoke and dust and pain’
To fly, To play above again
In the blue American sky.
In the perfect, blue, American sky.
My child fell, and I could not catch her.
CNN……These letters, so long venerated as the last word in news journalism and ethical standards has been taking more shots lately. The CIA has most recently slapped the News channel down for what it described as “Fake News” concerning an”asset” forced to be extracted from Russia because of Trumps careless handling of Top Secrete information. For the first time in the history of organization, since its days as the OSS (Office of Strategic Services), in world war two, the intelligence service has found it necessary to nail a News outlets hide to the barn door.
What was meant to be a simple hit peace on Trump, bent at describing him as a loose cannon who couldn’t be trusted with confidential information,. expanded to an interdepartmental conflict with American lives in jeopardy.
Wrong move. According to CIA sources, the information in the CNN report was false. FALSE! Ethics? Professionalism, Duty, Honor and personal/professional responsibility could crop up in a more expanded discussion of the press and the lives that are in jeopardy because of ginned-up tripe to bushwhack a sitting president.
The cherry on top is that when the shit hit the proverbial fan, a bunch of the press boys/girls rushed over to the spies house to get more information on all things Russian!
THEY WENT TO HIS HOME! The lead dog in Russia, a shirtless Demigod named Putin, kills those who betray or otherwise displease him. SO THE PRESS DRIVES OVER TO THE SPIES HOUSE! Who knows who was taking up the rear position in following them to their quarry! It could be Boris and Natasha ………….KLIKDAPIK for more……
Actress Kirsty Allie reflects upon TDS, (Trump Derangement Syndrome) in a tweet apparently aimed at her Hollywood compatriots. It stands, regardless of your political loyalties, as a fresh breeze wafting through the billows of anti-Trump vitriol spewed by the llimo-libs as well as the army of groupies that follow their lead. KLIKDAPIK for more
The nature of Americas relationship with the world has been illuminated by the people of Hong Kong. Returned to the possession of China in 1997, Hong Kong has enjoyed a rather strange position of independence from mainland China for about a century. Leased from China by Great Britain, the island has developed an identity separate from the Chinese mainland. The problem lies in the fact that you cannot put the baby back once it’s born. Nor can you peacefully take freedom away after a people have experienced it.
American flags and Trump posters stud the crowds as they call to America for help, warming the heart to see the reflexive call for help when the chips are definitely down. Americas reputation as the strong arm in on the international stage is clearly on the mend since Professor Obama made certain the world knew that we were guilty. Guilty of what I do not know. I guess guilty of everything for want of any other superpower in the area. Then, with the passing of the Apologizer -In -Chief, the “Ugly American” has come to power. The American military is on the mend from it’s evisoration under Barak and those who do not like us step lightly and keep an eye out.
Always the liberator. Never the conqueror. America holds the standard for the holding the high moral ground in the world. In all things cultural, America is emulated and her power is respected by all freedom loving people of the world. SO THERE!
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