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War Policies

A 'strike' with million dollar missles (they cost more than that . . . doesn't make good headlines.

We can't know what he knows. He knows what he doesn't know. It's not just one man making such a decision.

We all know that war time brings on other considerations. This nation was almost a dictatorship during WWII. Survival is a neccessary thing. We can take time, on occasion, to pay respect to those who passed before, and in a situation that didn't augment their families, but did result in gathering. First, they gather the bodies. Then they gather in a place to identify the bodies. And then they have a service, after gathering with a bugle corp to pay respect. They pass a coffin to the family.

Then the family gathers. They need to gather together their sanity, and hopefully not loose it during the ceremonies.

Mr. Kennedy allowed the Bay of Pigs fiasco. After that it was always hung around his neck as a great failure. Many have said . . . let me not repeat that of which I am not an expert. In any case, that event is worth reviewing in light of what has happened, in the Syrian War, this day just past; and the expenditure of armanance, unleashed and clearly not borne by any individual. From the manufacturers, who funded the engineers; from the engineers, who designed it; and the technicians and mechinists, who crafted it; from the ones who fueled it; to the ones who carried it off to the naval vessal, all the way into the cargo hold; and then the procedures were crafted (actually it's part of the process) to 'deploy' this instrument of warfare. Who is at fault in any of it? One person? All of them?Just the head person? Not the ones who say 'here is our loaded pistol, and now we sugget you point it at this air base and pull the trigger'? The loaded pistol was 51 missles. Using 51 missles to destroy and air base is a very serious use of force, and a clear escalation of the situation. No appologies? Nothing to say now? There is plenty to say. And instead of words sometimes people use other methods to express and communicate their feelings. In this case the message in Syria was conveyed by cratering an air base.

So many are sure that this event, that made some delude to necessitate an ordinance event of world wide significance; they would not say 'delude', but 'conclude; the event of the poison gas attack, so many are sure; like Rand Paul, or Scott Adams, have expressed; that they do not believe that the head of Syria would use gas, saying it doesn’t make sense. They say that Assad did not . . . do what the others are 'sure' he did. They call this poison gas attack an eff-eff event. (but I abreviate to less obviated, but why?)

If Mr. Trump was fooled by an eff-eff, and that gas attack was originated in other quarters (some say it was . . . but why spread even more rumors, so I won't repeat it, I'm sure anyone reading this already knows the story); if Mr. Trump was fooled . . . so now a Syrian Air base is out of commission for a while . . . (upon morning edit, because this didn’t get posted yesterday when I wrote this, it’s reported that the base was not rendered useless). And a bunch of people are dead. (reports are of five casulties). And a blood fued escalates. How do we fix these procedural methodologies when it seems that so many have a vested interest to keep the methodologies of limited-controlled-response diplomacy broken? May the reader please note that by ‘limited-controlled-response diplomacy’ I mean the type of activity where a measured use of force conveys a military and diplomatic message.

This strike must be owned by the team that initiated it. If they made a mistake . . . they own it.

The arguement has often been made that any use of terror weapons, and unmanned instruments of war, such as bombing from a bomber, or missles, or kill-bot drones, many have made the argument that any use of such is a . . . and needs to be prosecuted. But in the real world . . . people know that nations often go to war, that some groups, or moieties, are always discontented and always on the march to go and plunder and pillage. Millitant societies tend to often overturn the settled order. And that envy and jealosy, and lust for power, compell some to craft narratives of 'privledge' and 'blame', as a way to scare up support for their elections as a legislators. We have a lot of people who want more more more, and they don't stop at the borders.

Yes, this sucks. If the gas attack originated elsewhere, we made a grevious mistake by destroying an air-base.

We are, and have been, at a world-war stance in very many parts of the world for the last 16 years. The real combatents, and who the real commanders are, has never been clear. What is clear is that the level of funding necessary to maintain a private army means that it isn't just a bunch of rag-tags who are this 'army' called by a name that falsely associates them with a religious persuasion. They must have some means of support, some infrastructure. There must be well-funded entities, and capitulators to that cause who fund them and support them.

And in this world of double dealing back-stab, there never seems to be any reform. And anyone who ever gets in and says that they are going to reform gets duped; acts like a . . . and stands down, letting the old-world facists go on a rampage and do horrible things in their nations, meanwhile the usual suspects profiteer off of it, driving nations into insolvency in the process. Go to a beach and see all the pepole who live there for free and roast in the sun. Some of them are profiteers off of wars and guns too. Can't you see that it's most of the fricky world? And anyone who is 'safe' is 'safe' because the bastards, of the old-world moieties, who delude to 'rule' their 'people' or 'the brotherhood' alledgedly of some group or religion, and want everyone else in the world to follow along or die as an apostate or a heritic, or a pagan, we are faced with execution and death if we don't at least pretend that at some point there has to be consequences for misbehaving, raping and pillaging in the name of anything. Without consequences it just gets worse. But are cruise missles ever a good idea?

I want to say never. That's why I could never be on the National Security Council. It might be a job illsuited for a publisher, who wants everyone to get along, and who believes that ideas save people, not bombs. Unfortunately sometimes the correct thing to do is act boldly. Or is that not unfortunate. The acccusation of 'eff eff' for the gas attack is a serious one, and ought not be just poo-poo'd, as the last adminstration would have done.

In years past, before some in The United States thought that we were the police men of the world, there would be horrible horrible things that would happen to populations in the Old World, and we wouldn't ever hear of most of it. How is it that the United States became the policeman of the world? Why should we continue doing this, with all of bad karma associated with it, and all the ill that comes from dropping bombs? The old administration seemed to revell in the idea of all that power, but still used the rethoric of antiwar to smeer and malaign this country. It seemed that they were hoping to cede power to the UN and then run that too, but saddling this nation with all the dept to pay to prop it all up. (is a theory as conjecture, just how it seems).

If there is a sheriff, and everyone expects that sheriff to do what is necessary to maintain order, and if that sheriff negates the obligations of the office, then situations devolve.

Walking away from Iraq after we became the only-sheriff-in-town was a very bad idea. Even if we should never have gone in there in the first place, once we were there the obligation of being the law enforcers lay upon the office of the President (of the USA). It was either malicious, or naive, of the last administration to walk away from Iraq and leave it all to rot. But we can't blame the last administration for what happened in Syria this week. Sorry. It's not their fault about that.

April 8, 2017




I'm not doing this because I would 
have chosen this trail throught these bryars,
but here we are and we need to proceed
to a more fortunate location.

But sheriff, he's a dangerous man . . .

if you can does not mean that you do.

A friend passed away,
he knew a famous rockstar.
It was a long time ago
before any of them were famous.
and now, upon the death of the friend,
who was truly a friend to all,
one of the most magnaminous of all
there is to be a concert and some kind
of fund raising tribute and . . . 
famous rock star guy isn't sure that he
can attend.
name dropped. I won't repeat it here.

I told my other friend that
if famous rock star guy were to show
up at a music festival and
with his guitar stuff
to play his famous songs,
then don't you think that they 
gotta keep it on the down-low?

But I thought about it a little more.
Someone we all love died. So now
why do we expect that anyone
even famous rockstar,
would be in any mood
for an outdoor show
on a windy day
by the water 
for a 'cause' that we
already gave to anyway
in so very very many ways.

We all mourn in different ways.
Expectations get placed upon the way,
the yellow rose means something that you have to do
as well . . . 
the desk in the hallway
that old green vase
and pictures of old friends 
who you will never see again
with writing on the back of them.

It's just a lot more that phrases and sounds
and the clanging of thrashing metal
guitars like a mosh pit
at he prime-eval moment of conception
into that . . . place of emergence
if you go in you
never come out the same
but that's life all around.

Some moments seem longer than others
the expecation of doing somethign great
for other people
and always being didactic
about the joy of living.
that dream you had was
never more than just a story
for you to use as a guide.
You could not perscribe 
how the love would flow
in your river of love
but the expectation
that water flows like it does
and forms as it does
so in Rock songs love
is often coveyed as water, 
or the rain,
as it's said in a famous ballad
by a famous guitarist (not the one who knew my friend).

So if famous rockstar
guitar gawd guy
with the giant poster
posing with his ear ring
larger than life
at the guitar store up the highway
can't make it to the outdoor show in the cold rain . . . 
becuase he's too involved
with what he's involved with . . . 
why should anyone say anything
either way,
up down,
the chords to his song are very complex
he has a very beautiful voice
they were all equally as talented,
one group of brothers
got the better brake.
They were all friends,
and brothers
and brothers of friends.
Your sister, your mother, your elderly aunt. (ant)
some times people do 
even when they'd said that they can't. (cawn't?)

 
 Why worry about things that you can't control?
 Maybe just to get out of the way and 
 live through it?
 sounds right.
 I'm so decisive.
 

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Oh tiny font nonsense,
just because your letters are smaller
doesn't mean you have some alternative importance.

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Suns gone
don't follow me
Spring falls 
like rain.

If you don't wait for me
I'll never wait for you again.
I'll never wait for you again.
I'll never wait for you again.

All of those dreams I had last Summer
they fade fade fade
with the rain
All of those times I tried to reach out to you
you always act like i'm insane
I'll never wait for you again.

Again
and again
I wait for you 
in the morning
I dream you'll come
to see me
buy you never ever ever
come again.

Again and again
you never ever ever come again.

All of those dreams I had in Summer
they did
fade fade fade
with the rain
All of those times I tried to talk to you
you always acted like I'm insane
I'll never wait for you again
I'll never wait for you again

Again 
and again
I dream
you come
to see me
I dream that
we are walking
down the long and storied lane
and you'll always come again

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Political and Media Inanity

Kafka wrote comedy. Orwell was a pessimist. Depends who you ask.

Imagine if they both could have lived and made it to Los Angeles, post war, and been collaborators on writing romantic screwball comedies for Hollywood. If we search IMDB for movies written by Kafka, or by Orwell, will we find one? I kind of doubt it.

Truck-u-later

in this column Truck-u-later steps in deeper . . .

We all know you've been watching me. I saw how you looked at me . . .

So let's review: the people calling in the hate-stuff to the . . . .were . . . themselves.

I was sure that 'technically' they thought that they had our president, when he did his furious accusatory 3 AM tweet. honestly, I said 'wiretap'? Doesn't he know that they are using IPV6 and no actual wire needs to be tapped. But I understood that he meant it in the general way of a 'wiretap' as a thing, not as a description of the actual activity. Ie: there is no wire so how is it ever a 'wiretap' anymore?

That's all just a technicallity and we all know that. All in all Donald is being Donald and I'm glad for him but I worry that it's a little bit overwhelming for him. He needs to remember that Republican's are only some of the people who voted for him. And I'm sure that he does.

It's been my contention that he mirrors back-at-chas to people. And so if they are nasty he seems nasty.

It was insightful to me to see a roast of Mr. Trump from many years ago and to see a certain wellknown, if not photogenic, shock jock personality (I won't name him) leaning over in a loving glazed up love lock on our beloved president and Donald just soaking it all up. Yes, Donald is well-loved by the people who love him.

It's too bad that Paul Ryan is still in charge at the House. It would be better for all involved if they choose a better person. A consensus person, maybe not from either major party? Mr. Paul? Mr. Sanders? How about a coillition speakership?

Or rotating speakers. Wait, Bernie isn't a congressman so it can't be him. Pence should do the Senate, let Rand do the house.

As far as Nancy and Chuck go, Well, Chuck, we need you to cluck. A spirited opposition, and aauthentic outrage, give credance to the idea that we actually debate and choose the best path instead of it being group think, lemmings over the edge. Look at all the beached whales of the democrat party.

Paul Ryan, I think you should gather together your spirit of self sacriface and move on. Let someone more of the mind of swamp draining be the leader now.

Trump-zilla

The kaiju (strange creature) who the protestors imagine.

He's just not that guy!

The mirror is in your face? What do you see? Do you get what you give?

Feb 21, 2017

from The Japanese
kaiju : strange creature
kaijin : strange creatures

Both Mothra and Godzilla were kaijin.

Give us back our egg.

The demcracy twins say:


"the accusation of racism is often the most racest tripe of all!"

the usurpers say:
"we are just in your imagination!"

some one shouts:
"Careful your description of these people you hate so much, you starting to sound like you are describing."

The giant statue starts lumbering, like
a huge Olmec Head chess piece, 
or giant Gallapagous sculpture, 
animated,
across the scene.
Is Says:
Make the date,
don't be late.




the protest kwel-aide
is all gone.
It's was dranken up
in the last verse of this song.
Expect the staggering to stagger through
they'll have very mean things
to say about you.


"but it tastes so good!" they cry.

Gathering together is holy effort.

I say I don't know,
but I do know what I don't say.
And I try to say what I might know,
but as a form of entertainment,
and a way for me to channel out my urges.
In that sense a blog, a speculative
writing project, like this one,
is a conjecture factory of snark and
possiblity hopefully 
to open up the gates that
block the water from getting to
the thirsty minds,
starving for acceptance and
affection
within the scrum.

Protestor megaphone Jones.
He's got his ap
on your phones.
He knows all your triggers.
He's got voomp and hair stand jiggers
filled with the kewlest of kewl.
Filled with taboo drewl.

That's some pretty colored drink.
Drink up.
Twenty years ago this week.
Drink up.
Drink up.
Comet Hale Bop
Dring up.

The poet hopes that no one drinks
that fowl brew.

My recomendation is to not
take the drug taffy
from the tripping guy
you jest met who is
already explaining to you
about Kabballah.


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delete
delight in the delete.


There is nothing heroic
in chanting along
with an idiot.

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   Lord       Lord       Lord
  for his    for his    for his
 unfailing  unfailing  unfailing
   love!      love!      love!


the poet won the prize for literature!

  well, nothing more here today.