Month: March 2018

Couldn’t help myself. Didn’t want to so it just came and I posted this to FB tonight and so I’ll enter it here.

Musings. A drama. Off off off off off off Broadway. So far off it’s awful offal like the man. The setting. The Rose Garden. All the roses are dead. The plot: Comes a tsunami in November. Both houses. Impeachment looms. The imbecile resigns. Dialogue; a soliloquy: “Got everything done I said I would, you can go back, check the list, check it all off. Mike’ll do a great job with the rest, knows how to put women in their place; back in the 14th Century. But he’s a great guy, loyal guy, bent over every time I told him to, really good guy. He’ll get the rest done but, you know, he prays a lot; for bad things to happen to people we don’t like. Says it’s Christian. I wouldn’t know. Me? I could care less. Only shmucks pray. I don’t pray. Don’t have too. I’m big, really big, bigger than God. I’m great, absolutely great. Going back to what I’m really good at. Business. I’m a great businessman. Just ask all the people I left behind as roadkill. I got more to kill on the road. What? What? What? What’s dementia. What, what, what dementia? Who’s fat. I’m not fat. I weigh 239, naked like I was with Stormy, a trim, fighting 239. Oh, right,faburlous, amazing, the best, my all time favorite — ‘lock’er up’. Lock up who? I dunno know, never did. Lock’er up. Oh Flynn ? What? They already locked him up. They didn’t lock him up? He made a deal? Whats’ the deal. Remember, I’m the deal-maker, I’m the great business man, the greatest ever. Just ask Sarah, she tells any lie I tell her to tell. Every day she loves to lie for me; eats another box of cookies and goes out and tells more lies for me. Love liars. Roger, Jared, Ivanka, oh, I v’ant Ivanka. Yah, I know it’s sick but God couldn’t have made Ivanka. Only I could, so only I should have her. My daughter, she’s my kind of woman, that’s why mine always look like her. Jared? My kind of people, just don’t turn your back to him. Write him a check, he likes checks, loves the Saudis. Talk about check books, whoa, they got big check books! And camels. They got camels.
Great people the Saudis, spend a lot of money at my hotel. The best, the best, the best..” (Stage Direction: Exit off the far edge of the world, fall into space, revolve forever, shouting “Lock me up, lock me up, lock…”

Here is something to munch on the weekend that Russia votes and, speaking of Russia, a weekend on which Trump stayed in Washington to brood and fulminate in the White House about, among other things, well, Russia of course

Russians will reelect Vladimir Putin as president March 18, 2020, which as this is written is tomorrow.

Why is it a foregone conclusion?

Because, given the chance to choose free, open, decent democratic government, Russians have failed history and themselves at every opportunity and will gladly and willingly do it again in the farce of their 2018 presidential election.

Continue reading “Coming Soon to a Theater Near You: The Vote in Russia”

Three men, we know (if only from the lyrics of “Hamilton”) wrote the 85 Federalist Papers, Alexander Hamilton wrote 51, James Madison wrote 29 and John Jay wrote 5 to explain and urge ratification of the U.S. Constitution, which was written in 1787 and ratified in 1787 and 1788, bringing into being in 1789 the form of the government of our American federal republic.

One of the leading objections  during the campaign for ratification was that the Constitution did not plainly declare and assure certain essential rights that the minority of free white men, who alone were politically empowered, believed they had as citizens of the new republic. It cannot be gainsaid that when the founders wrote “We the People …” as the opening words of the Constitution’s preamble, they absolutely meant “We the Free White Men…” Women had no legal, much less political rights and slaves were — well they were slaves with no rights whatsoever.

Continue reading “The 2nd Amendment in 1791 and 2018”