“This device goes in your ear, and this one goes in your rear”

“This device goes in your ear, and this one goes in your rear”, the CIA Medical Dude said. “This is the standard LTS Model 3 earbud that clips on the earlobe of your right or left ear. It can receive transmissions from ten blocks away. Our brand-spanking new RS-3SR mini-mike is capable of recording conversations within a range of 19 feet. It’s slightly uncomfortable, but don’t eat within 24 hours before insertion”.

Note: Back in the old days, you NEVER saw an agent wearing two earbuds. Imagine how confusing that would be, two separate voices giving info, talking at the same time. Never happens.

Except for, the dudes wearing two earbuds in those Faith/Healer Televangelists events.

One earbud was the control area where they counted the money, looked at the highest check amount for the name, and read the prayer requests. The other earbud was the control agent in the auditorium.

All healings are from God” says, Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer. The dude in the $4,500 Armani suit.

Isaiah, who has worked up the crowd of about 2,500 or so “believers” who have come to be miraculously healed after the ten-person Gospel Group has sang and led the audience in veracious songs about Jesus, Or came to watch the spectacle of it. The good shit is towards the end, after a very insightful sermon about how God, CAN’T help/heal those that cheat “God” of HIS money.

People who truly “Believe” that this “Man of God” has the Holier than thou…..Whoops! I meant, “Holy Spirit” coming down from the heavens to speak only to him are victims. ALL of them.

He hears in his right earbud, “Name Sally Wedgeworth. She’s 58, has a terminal brain tumor. Husband died two years ago. No children or other family. She’s worth $683 million dollars”. The left earbud, “I found her. She’s over here in Section 29”.

From the moment the anxious “Christians” we’re entering the auditorium, the back office team were already at work on their laptops researching the main healing for the evening, Sally Wedgeworth. There are always two, maybe three other healings besides the “Main Event “.

Two of those were usually the “Wheelchair Roll-Ups, and the two “Devine Call-Outs from Doctor Isaiah Prayer, Sally, and some Biker dude dressed like a poor farmer with a hearing defect. He was paid $500. Miraculously, his hearung was restored. Pretty good for one night’s work.

Of course, if you’re in the back-office control/money count area, you have been doing the due diligence on the Star of this ungodly show, Sally Wedgeworth on your computer.

Just when you think you’ve seen/filmed it all, (you’re from a documentary film company), Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer, goes into a semi-conscious convulsive state and yells out, “The Holy Spider (whoops, I mean “Spirit”), is seeing you and listening to your prayer dear one”.

“Wait…..(as he pretends he’s listening to some other-worldly voice), SALLY! Is there a SALLY HERE TONIGHT!!??….YOU HAVE SOME KIND OF TERMINAL AFFLICTION and OUR GOD IS WAITING TO HEAL YOU”. These charlatans love that word affliction, It rolls off the tongue so well…..”AF-FLIC-SHUN”,

As Prophet Prayer (as he’s called by many) turns towards his left, he sticks his right arm out as if it was a sword and with his right finger points directly at Sally and screams like a banshee, “Sally! Bring Sally down here! RISE UP SALLY! Jesus our God wants to heal you”.

Now, Sally, who was a devout brainwashed Baptist, really was excited. She had been going to the Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer’s Faith/Healing services for three years. She KNEW that the reason her husband was not healed and died. His company made WMD in the form of biological pharmaceuticals. Go figure.

Sally enjoyed being a part of the “Rich & Famous” community, but she still loved Jesus, and really thought her healing was at hand.

Specifically, the right hand of Doctor Prophet Prayer, i.e., the hand that pushed her so hard she tripped over the foot of a stage hand dressed in the finest Sears fashion, dark grey suit and light blue tie.

After a few minutes of whooping and hollering, singing and dancing by the audience, and the prancing around the stage of the Gospel Band, (they play “Bringing in the Sheep (not sheaves). The final of the two offerings are taken. The exhausted Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer is led off the stage by twelve  “Elders”.

Take that night including Sally’s check for $1 million dollars, is $1,097, 687 and 47 cents. Main Stream Media never covers these thriving/thieving lying asswipes.

Everyone there that evening truly believed that Sally and the other three people were miraculously healed by God.

None of them ever found out that Sally died of her tumor six months later after she had left the bulk of her $683 million estate to…..Wait for it…..”The Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer Evangelistic Association”.

True story? Vote on it. What do YOU think? Remember now, I was a Gospel Singer back in the day, so I may or may not have been inspired today because of the great Vape Pen that Paul had passed to me…..And/or, I have some experience-based knowledge that I wrote about.

As I was holding down the little button, with the end pointing at Paul (for him to indicate if the red light was on as I was sucking on the vape, as I was sucking in hard, the look on his face and his right finger in the air, for sure indicated to me he was about to say, “Nope. Give to me and I’ll get’r started”.

Well, I then put what I call, a “Paul Suck” on this vape,  and actually experienced the biggest “Willy” (named after Willy Nelson) that I had ever taken. I coughed for a few minutes and wrote this story for three hours.

Last word. Why in the hell did the designer put the red light on the end where you, the person taking a the hit, can’t see it?

Postscript: Although I’ve been an Atheist most of my life because of something called Common Sense, there HAVE been miracle healings throughout our history as a species. Most of them, in fact ALL of them have been explainable scientifically and medically.

No one in history has ever been healed of something medically /scientifically impossible, like a severed head. Great strain.

The spy with the RS-3SR mini-microphone placed up his ass about an inch was never discovered by the Russian Mob or, the KGB.

The plans for the Soviets to finally give up and exit Afghanistan were part of a major intel-gathering operation by the CIA.

Doctor Reverend Prophet Bishop Isaiah Prayer (pronounced, I-SAY-A- PRAYER) was eventually caught with his pants down, literally, with a 15-year-old girl.

We may, or may not have to leave this property because someone has turned us in as operating a “Trailer Park” without the proper license and zoning. May not because the county gal that Paul spoke to in person was 100% on the side of HOPE RESCUE. She did everything in her power to try to help Paul figure a way out of this mess we’re in. My optimism tells me that the people responsible for serving Paul hold off as long as they can, after THEY find out what this is all about. A grieving couple with PTSD whose son came home in a black rubber bag from Afghanistan. I’m still trying to figure out how to help Joe and his wife get treatment. So, THIS post, I’m asking al my faithful friends that come to my website on a daily basis to contribute ANYTHING you can to saving HOPE RESCUE, two dudes living on Social Security, our families,  and Ton Ton and his children. My PayPal link is further down this page. Thank you!

This essay was brought to you by those wonderfully visionaries at IRTHKOIN. The Evolutionary Crypto-Currency coming soon to your laptop, computer, and cellphone, stay tuned for news.

 

 

 

 

 

 

See my AI music and art at my YouTube channel here:  https://www.youtube.com/@music-art-theunknownsockpuppet

Visit my Spotify Channel for my AI created music as well, distributed by Distrokid to Amazon as well as 20 other platforms, here: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1ChRyiBPXTVraeCw6lpLKx

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Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

Ramblings122922PDFVersion

If you just happen to be a REAL publisher of “Books”, you know, hard-bound, or, your rich daddy or uncle is, please contact me to get into the fierce bidding war to place your bid to publish my book. Just kidding, I’m really seeking a Literary Agent however, if you are one or your rich dada or uncle is. contact me.

Here’s a few Social Media links for sharing, thanks:

 

This website is not filled with a bunch of “Click-On” ads for the latest in “Toothbrushes” “Fashion” or “Free trips to wherever” generating millions of pesos in income. If you do decide to donate a few Pesos because you enjoy reading my essays, that’s awesome, and I sincerely thank you. IF, you donate the cost of a Starbucks, it will go towards fixing my A/C and my fridge, NOT, my Golden Statuette. 

We give awards out for everything from acting to how many Hot-Dogs they can shove down their gullet. What about and award for people that encourage the weary with optimism for THEIR life’s goals and visions, to inspire another person, and believe in THEIR value as a human being? Wouldn’t THAT be groovy? Yes, this essay was not really about me or an imagined trophy, it’s ALL ABOUT YOU! What do YOU want to accomplish in your life?

 

 

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    The DOCSAXE Award for being the most optimistic dude on the planet, goes to….

    A new statuette created with the AI-Art Generator NightCafé.

    The very first award for being the most optimistic dude on the planet……

    CLOSE IN TO CENTER STAGE where my  brother Paul and the actress Michelle Pfeiffer is on the stage at the microphone at the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville.

    Paul ends his brief eulogy to slight murmurs throughout the audience….JUST KIDDING as Paul would say. Not a goodbye you old fart type of introduction. After all, this IS an Awards Show.

    Actually, Paul’s hilarious stories cracked up the audience so much that even Pierce Brosnan got tears in his eyes. Then Michelle, who had listened and laughed along with the audience, stepped forward slightly up to the microphone.

    Michelle proudly says, “The VERY first DocSaxe award goes to……”DR. THOMAS CHARLES SAXE”! 

    Now, the full-circle on this one is quite hilarious, because throughout my career in Social Media slinging my schtick, AND the fact that I have a LOT of friends via my website that is soon to reach 1.5 million readers from 181 countries, I do have friends that actually believe for example, that I placed a live Armadillo in the trunk of a 1968 Chevy Malibu SS, with a 396 and a 4-speed, with every intention of selling it to a zoo in Florida. For those readers from that part of the country, you know how fucking stupid THAT really is.

    In defense somewhat, I was a country boy from Minnesota and had ABSOLUTELY NO FUCKING CLUE what an Armadillo was.

    When I saw it crossing the road ahead of my headlights at three in the morning, I thought it was a dinosaur. Truth be known.

    We didn’t have those fancy books called encyclopedias and dictionaries in grade school, and I don’t recall having ever seen a picture of an Armadillo all the way through high school.

    Back then, we weren’t in the school library studying and doing our homework (unless we were in detention after school was out).

    We were in the boy’s room (bathroom) not the library, looking at titties in Reader’s Digest magazines mostly, because Playboy magazines were obviously banned under the penalty of exposure, expulsion, and slight embarrassment

    If you were caught with ANY Porno magazines, you was dead meat as far as the school was concerned, to most of us 14-year-olds, one particular buddy DID get expelled, and went to work full-time at his father’s gas station. He was a hero amongst men..

    Plus. those super-pious idiots that ran the school system could not ban or forbid us 14 year old boys that got Woodies from gazing in wonder at the images of topless African women in 1954 that were abundant back in the 50’s in Readers Digest Magazine especially.

    Our family had a subscription, every one I knew received it in the mail at home. You just had to be at the mailbox when the mailman drove up so you could quickly scan for titties. If an issue was void of such, you brought ALL the mail to mom. I could quickly scan through a Readers Digest between the mailbox and the house. If I was lucky enough to be so blessed with these topless women, I stuck the magazine and took it up to my room. Mom would later ask the whereabouts of her magazine because my step-father really could care less about it. I responded more than once with a “I don’t know Mom, I’ll ask the postman about it tomorrow” with Dad winking. Hahahaha!

    No, I had no clue about that animal that is as common as skunks and possum in Georgia. 

    There is my story telling side which are bits and pieces of my life, and then there is my fictional writing. The DOCSAXE Award is a work of fiction, yet I have friends that will believe it’s true, and ask me for the date and time of the upcoming event (which will be produced by Elon Musk. Not! HAHAHA!

    My fictional writing can be a ride in a flying saucer, or that  I have very good news about what I think will happen to our species. Fictional for now, but so was Jules Verne. Much of my writing is on serious topics.

    In other words, I do have some friends like my friend Sally in Australia that actually believes to this day, that I took a six-month vaca on Planet Dork four years ago.

    In other words, a small percentage of my readers DO sometimes confuse the truth with my fiction writing.

    And now, to present the 2nd DOCSAXE award for Optimism, is Dr. Thomas Charles Saxe himself…..(standing ovation entrance, with much applause, cheers and whistling).

    Full circle for this essay. I was forced by Mother Nature to spend an entire day with six dogs, and two humans. When the situation had calmed down a bit, I watched my brother Paul take a can opener and open up a can of raw corn well, maybe semi-cooked. He has Type Two Diabetes and he was hitting a sugar low.

    I looked at him and said, “You know, we may not be wealthy, when it comes to food, you and I both know that our dogs and the other animals come first. We all strive to provide our pets (like our dogs), with the best  possible nourishment and the best physical and mental care possible, why not do the same for humans by caring, and through understanding? It starts with optimism. As I continued, “We are somewhat healthy, our dogs are happy, what more can we want?…..BUT, and it’s a BIG BUTT, with my optimism, I can see us dining on real food someday, cooked in a huge kitchen that serves the hungry folks in this area, and refrigerators? Mine needs work, yours need work, and they ARE RV sized and can’t fit much in, so, when you have the pig roasted, give all the meat to Bobby & Gina. I digress. I see you walking into a huge walk-in Freezer to get yourself a steak. Caviar and Champagne dreams on Food-Stamp budgets, right, hahahahahaha! I’m still alive at 75 is what I’ll be saying in nine more days”.

    Then, as if this essay needed a punch-line I said, “You know, that freezer where we store the road-kill before we give them a decent burial”. Optimism or crazy? You decide. 

    We may, or may not have to leave this property because someone has turned us in as operating a “Trailer Park” without the proper license and zoning. May not because the county gal that Paul spoke to in person was 100% on the side of HOPE RESCUE. She did everything in her power to try to help Paul figure a way out of this mess we’re in. My optimism tells me that the people responsible for serving Paul hold off as long as they can, after THEY find out what this is all about. A grieving couple with PTSD whose son came home in a black rubber bag from Afghanistan. I’m still trying to figure out how to help Joe and his wife get treatment. So, THIS post, I’m asking al my faithful friends that come to my website on a daily basis to contribute ANYTHING you can to saving HOPE RESCUE, two dudes living on Social Security, our families,  and Ton Ton and his children. My PayPal link is further down this page. Thank you!

    This essay was brought to you by those wonderfully visionaries at IRTHKOIN. The Evolutionary Crypto-Currency coming soon to your laptop, computer, and cellphone, stay tuned for news.

     

     

     

     

     

     

    See my AI music and art at my YouTube channel here:  https://www.youtube.com/@music-art-theunknownsockpuppet

    Visit my Spotify Channel for my AI created music as well, distributed by Distrokid to Amazon as well as 20 other platforms, here: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1ChRyiBPXTVraeCw6lpLKx

    Visit my Spotify Channel Poker School here:  https://open.spotify.com/show/2oC0tzuIu6QjkJVhDG3Pfb

    Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

    Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

    Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

    Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

    For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

    Ramblings122922PDFVersion

    If you just happen to be a REAL publisher of “Books”, you know, hard-bound, or, your rich daddy or uncle is, please contact me to get into the fierce bidding war to place your bid to publish my book. Just kidding, I’m really seeking a Literary Agent however, if you are one or your rich dada or uncle is. contact me.

    Here’s a few Social Media links for sharing, thanks:

     

    This website is not filled with a bunch of “Click-On” ads for the latest in “Toothbrushes” “Fashion” or “Free trips to wherever” generating millions of pesos in income. If you do decide to donate a few Pesos because you enjoy reading my essays, that’s awesome, and I sincerely thank you. IF, you donate the cost of a Starbucks, it will go towards fixing my A/C and my fridge, NOT, my Golden Statuette. 

    We give awards out for everything from acting to how many Hot-Dogs they can shove down their gullet. What about and award for people that encourage the weary with optimism for THEIR life’s goals and visions, to inspire another person, and believe in THEIR value as a human being? Wouldn’t THAT be groovy? Yes, this essay was not really about me or an imagined trophy, it’s ALL ABOUT YOU! What do YOU want to accomplish in your life?

     

     

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      The King Of Table Talk

      Typically, when I’m playing Texas No Limit Hold’ Em Poker on pokerstars.net, I sometimes run a table, and when I am running the table and I put somebody out the door and give them directions to the bingo hall down by the Sushi Bar (which is why I know where the Bingo Hall is), I type in the Chat Box, WOOPSIE #1, WOOPSIE #2, WOOPSIE #3 and so on, just to stick a goat-head under anyone’s ass until they respond to my “chat” and all the way through until I’ve won the tournament. 

      So, my first greeting at a table: GOOD MORNING FRIENDS AND DONKS! This chat function on PokerStars provided an awesome way to meet and make new friends on there like any other social media like Facebook…..from all over the world, and have fun table-talkin’ the Donks. 

      As you can see in the image, I felted two Donks and tripled up, in one hand (became the chip leader, 1 of 18, so, as usual. I typed in WHOOPSE #1. On the very next hand, REALLY BAD BEAT,  and I was heading down to the Sushi Bar next in the Food Court near the Bingo Hall. I had a Full-House, Threes over Aces (I hate Pocket Rockets sometimes). ALL-IN TIME FOR WHOOPSIE #2 I thought. The other player had a Full-House, Queens over something. It happened so quickly I only saw the trip Queens before I was unceremoniously kicked off the table, hahahahahaha (no image available due to pure frustration).

      I’m now taking a break from the poker table and writing this thought. When the last table was down to five players, I had typed in four “WHOOPSIE’s”. The tournament just before this one I also won, but I had typed in 8 WHOOPSIE’s. One of the three finalists besides myself had been quite obnoxiously belligerent in his text messaging to me this whole tournament, calling me names, etcetera.

      I took it all in stride cause I’m known as The King Of Table Talk in the cash-game high-stakes poker circuit. So, CJ as we will call him, types in “you are a cock sucking dick-head mother-fucker and I hope you did” after I had just felted player #6. I added a little “Bling” (red arrow) to this AI-Created work of art. Ask me how I did THAT, all of you that don’t accept AI Art as a whole.

      So, this is what I typed back instead of being hurt and personally upset that this normally to be thought of as an evil person could talk to me like that, I wrote instead, “Hey CJ, I hear your grandma calling from the men’s room near the Bingo Hall. She’s asking for more condoms…..and she’s made $75 for you so far”. You can’t talk like that in a live tourney, as you MIGHT end up dead with your cock in you mouth, dead in a dipsy-dumpster. Online, it’s a great way to make friends, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

      Now, right after I typed this, the dude was furious and had it been a live tournament, my security team would have had to restrain him until I could get him to take a hit off my awesome Vape Pen that I designed and have manufactured locally.

      Now we are down to three players. CJ, myself, and Tony who I knew personally from the live-poker circuits we both tour from time to time.

      CJ is typing so much anger and frustration right now, I swear he must be a woman. I then type,”YOU’RE A GREAT PLAYER CJ, OTHERWISE YOU WOULDN’T BE HERE AT THE FINAL TABLE. He responds with a hundred “FU’s” and I type in, “HAHAHA”. Then I typed in my final message to CJ JUST BEFORE I TYPED IN WHOOPSIE #4.

      CJ, YOU’RE A GREAT POKER PLAYER BUT LOW ON THE SCALE FOR TABLE-TALK OR YOU ARE COMPLETELY ILLITERATE AND YOUR ABILITY TO WRITE HAS NEVER GONE BEYOND THE FUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFUFU!!!!!!! stage.

      I’M THE KING OF TABLE-TALK AND A FAIRLY GOOD POKER PLAYER TO BOOT. SHOOT, I just won four tournaments in a row today, and for those of you that read this that also play on PokerStars, and really know me, you KNOW how difficult that is to achieve.

      Anyway, there’s only one bracelet given out for being THE KING OF TABLE-TALK, and I’ve been wearing it for over forty years now. I’ll either give up my bracelet and crown when my peers witness my resignation and concession to my replacement KING OF TABLE TALK, or, I’ll die with it on my right wrist to the grave. No one has ever come close. The Poker Brat will turn around and leave a tournament if he finds out I’m there. Regardless of whether I know he’s going to be entertaining us all (entering a tourney), I always request of the Poker Room Manager to seat the Poker Brat and I at the same table if he registers, which is usually the day before.

      The last time he and I were face-to-face, I put him in his place, not down like everyone else tries to do, and I did it so eloquently polite filled with respect, I received a standing ovation and cheers throughout the first floor of the Casino.

      People a hundred yards away was wondering what all the excitement was about. Someone answered, “That was Poker Brat’s first time playing against Dr. Saxe. The Doc ripped him apart”.

      Then CJ was gone. Tournament was over in four WHOOPSIE’s and I was collecting my winnings. I’ll probably never see CJ again. Oh well, I DID say nice things about him and his game play.

      Image made with the awesome AI-Art Generator NightCafe at https://creator.nightcafe.studio/ Doctor Saxe’s Gold & Diamond Necklace thanks to Photoshop, The KING OF TABLE TALK Bracelet is under his robe on his right wrist.

      We may, or may not have to leave this property because someone has turned us in as operating a “Trailer Park” without the proper license and zoning. May not because the county gal that Paul spoke to in person was 100% on the side of HOPE RESCUE. She did everything in her power to try to help Paul figure a way out of this mess we’re in. My optimism tells me that the people responsible for serving Paul hold off as long as they can, after THEY find out what this is all about. A grieving couple with PTSD whose son came home in a black rubber bag from Afghanistan. I’m still trying to figure out how to help Joe and his wife get treatment. So, THIS post, I’m asking al my faithful friends that come to my website on a daily basis to contribute ANYTHING you can to saving HOPE RESCUE, two dudes living on Social Security, our families,  and Ton Ton and his children. My PayPal link is further down this page. Thank you!

      This essay was brought to you by those wonderfully visionaries at IRTHKOIN. The Evolutionary Crypto-Currency coming soon to your laptop, computer, and cellphone, stay tuned for news.

       

       

       

       

       

       

      See my AI music and art at my YouTube channel here:  https://www.youtube.com/@music-art-theunknownsockpuppet

      Visit my Spotify Channel for my AI created music as well, distributed by Distrokid to Amazon as well as 20 other platforms, here: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1ChRyiBPXTVraeCw6lpLKx

      Visit my Spotify Channel Poker School here:  https://open.spotify.com/show/2oC0tzuIu6QjkJVhDG3Pfb

      Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

      Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

      Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

      Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

      For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

      Ramblings122922PDFVersion

      If you just happen to be a REAL publisher of “Books”, you know, hard-bound, or, your rich daddy or uncle is, please contact me to get into the fierce bidding war to place your bid to publish my book. Just kidding, I’m really seeking a Literary Agent however, if you are one or your rich dada or uncle is. contact me.

      Here’s a few Social Media links for sharing, thanks:

       

      This website is not filled with a bunch of “Click-On” ads for the latest in “Toothbrushes” “Fashion” or “Free trips to wherever” generating millions of pesos in income. If you do decide to donate a few Pesos because you enjoy reading my essays, that’s awesome, and I sincerely thank you.

       

       

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        CHICKEN NUGGETS WITH BARBECUE SAUCE

        “YOU ATE MY BLUE RIBBON CHICKEN?!!!??!!!”(said/mentally screamed in a blood-curdling fashion).

        My brother Paul “adopted” a young man who was homeless (long story, THIS story is about him and not about him).

        I say “adopted” not in the same way as Paul and I do with our own, my buddy Shelton and Paul’s Zoo, mostly dogs (3), 2 baby goats, 1 baby pig, and an elephant here at HOPE RESCUE…..Just kidding about the elephant….

        And four permanent residents, his dogs, Max, Bella and Johnny Boy, and Shelton, and currently, one temporary “dog” guest that Paul has temporarily adopted till Paul finds someone to permanently adopt him.

        I had seen Ton Ton’s desperate plea for help pop up in my Facebook feed about six months ago and at that time, I just tagged Paul. Maybe we spoke about it once. Compassion without the means to help sucks big time for me

        And then about a month or so ago, Paul brings not just a dude home, but also his 19 children, plus his doggie Ginger, his best lady friend in the world.

        “Children” Whoops! I meant 19 chickens? No. I meant “children”. Paul adopted a human, AND, his 19 absolutely beautiful children who happen to be exotic chickens (and Ginger) (see pics). It’s hard living on food stamps, and feeding 19 chickens.

        These are not your typical white chickens everyone is familiar with, these are the kinds of breeds that you still see winning Blue, Red and Gold Ribbons at State Fairs all over the country in August to early September. Well, at least at the State Fairs in all the mid-western farming states. Google 4H Club

        These ARE Ton Ton’s babies. Blue eggs, purple eggs, pink eggs, and occasionally, a “Golden” egg. One that has a slight yellowish-golden tint to the shell.

        I haven’t eaten eggs THIS good since Joe and his wife gave us a dozen and an 18-pack of their chicken’s eggs, and when I was nine when my mother decided to try becoming a chicken rancher/farmer/entrepreneur and purchased 300 still yellow-feathered (white) chickens out of the “Monkey Wards” catalog which was what I first called that fascinating book when I was three.

        I especially liked the women’s lingerie section at three-years-old. I had no gender identification issues going on, and my mommy did not dress me up like a little girl (doll). Yes. I blame the parents, not the child. I digress.

        Montgomery Wards delivered the 300 chickens to our farm and the rest can be found in many other long stories which can be found on my website at www.tcsblog.net

        Back to the chickens. We were city folk renting an old farm for $60 per month. My friend Oscar is a REAL farmer’s kid and they are dairy farmers. One farmer, Oscar’s father as a passionate hobby, raises prize-winning rare breeds that you don’t raise for future children/mick-nuggets Whoops! I meant CHICKEN MCNUGGETS.

        Ton Ton’s chickens are some of the breeds I saw growing up going to the Anoka County Fair and the Minnesota State Fair.

        Full-circle back to 6:00 this morning. Shelton is trying to start a community doggie revolt club the way he’s barking at the neighbor’s seven dogs?

        Shelton is a dog. Dogs have “Dog Language”. I only quiet Shelton, sometimes even by putting him back in the house, if I think Spring and her son T are still sleeping.

        I could give a fling flang flying fuck or an oooo-eee-II-ahah, what ANYONE else thinks about Shelton barking because WE ALL HAVE DOGS, BARKING! Everyone living here in this town has dogs!

        As I sat there contemplating and telling Paul, that I still feel optimistic in SPITE of what appears to be looming iceberg meet Titanic kind of future for all of us here at Hope Rescue. The word “Hope” is a name. It was Paul’s mother’s name. HOPE RESCUE…..I digress.

        So, Paul has gone back to his Casa, Shelton is carrying on a conversation with Joe’s Pit Bull and three or four German Shepherds, and I’m sitting there admiring the “Blue Ribbon” chickens in the two “Time Out” cages. One Austrian Rowdy. His feathers an amazingly beautiful mixture of dark mahogany and reddish-brown colors.

        I said, “YOU ATE MY BLUE RIBBON CHICKEN!!!”. I first had a vision of Ton Ton screaming that at Paul.

        That’s ridiculous even in thought. Ton Ton’s two chickens here in temporary protective isolation inspired me.

        No. Nobody is going to accidentally “eat” these two beautiful children…….and then I uttered the words but mentally screamed, “YOU ATE MY BLUE RIBBON CHICKEN?!!!??!!!?

        I was inspired by my friend Ton Ton’s chickens who were next to the poop-grass for the shade the afternoon before.

        I was transported back to 1957. My friend Oscar was sharing the horrific story about how his Uncle Ivar from the city was babysitting him and his parents farm for a week because they went on their first Caribbean Cruise, Uncle Ivar took a hatchet and cut the head off a $20,000 chicken in current value today.

        Of course he knew how to do the hot water soak and feather pluck routine. He knew how to use the oven. “Uncle Ivar offered me some of his oven-baked, old family recipe, chicken. I threw up my lunch all over the floor and Uncle Ivar’s pants and ran outside”.

        I said, “HOLY FUCK! What happened when your parents got home from vacation?”

        Oscar stated that famous phrase that was heard throughout Anoka County and later mimicked, because EVERYONE knew how famous Lars Gulbransen’s chickens were, let alone the fact that all four of the Gulbransen brothers owned the largest privately owned dairy co-op in  all of Minnesota. Largest supplier of raw milk in the state.

        Lars Gulbransen my friend Oscar’s father, was the oldest of the four, and apparently the idea of raising rare chickens seemed like a better use of his time than golf or tennis like his brothers were in to.

        Now I’m getting anxious as Oscar is telling me the story. “So tell me the punch-line dude. What happened to Uncle Ivar?

        Note: Although Oscar called him Uncle Ivar, he is Oscar’s Great-Uncle ivar. His father’s uncle and sole remaining icon of the Loki Gulbransen Clan from Norway (1823) came to Minnesota.

        Picture Vikings with cows. Imagine that. Those tough dudes drank milk? They could slice you up quick, and savagely so with their swords and leave you on the ground to rot.

        Now, me being Italian and family-connected, what a Viking could do to a person compared to the Mafia dudes? No comparison not even close. Hands down, the Italians and everyone one else like the Russian Mob, are scared shitless of the average Viking today. Gee! great idea for an action-hero screenplay. A Norwegian dude played by my all-time favorite action hero Bruce Snorgledorfer, hahahahaha, no, Jason Statham, saving children from an international, multi-national child-trafficking ring. I’ll work on this idea later. Has to be the best line in my movie when Jason says to the Chairman of the largest agricultural, food growing, and food-processing plants in the world. Think DOLE.

        “Did he bury your Uncle Ivar out behind the barn”? I said.

        Oscar responded “No, I’m getting to it, pass the bong”.

        Uncle Ivar, Great/Uncle Ivar to nine-year-old Oscar, lived in a 12,000 square foot mansion on Lake Minnetonka, the most expensive zip code of all time in Minnesota then, and still today. Ivar Gulbransen enjoys the fruits of his family’s success.

        HA HA! Got you all! You all thought this would be a sickening story of an wealthy old dude satanically sacrificing a $20,000 chicken and scaring the shit out of my friend Oscar! Even the truly successful farmers wealthy enough to have their own private airport are born, live, and die in the same 125-year-old farmhouse they gre up in. Ivar IS based on a real person, and the Gulbransen Clan is real. I just used that last name because instead of “Saxe” my last name is Gulbransen. Long story, search for it on my website. Oscar is based on a real friend who was a month younger than me. “Uncle Ivar DID watch me while mom and dad went on that cruise” Oscar said. “He did NOT, chop the head off a $25,000 rooster.

        Oscar continued, “Uncle Ivar and I concocted a practical joke on my parents. As soon as they walked through the kitchen entrance, dad screamed, “What the fuck went on here” when he saw the floor covered in what one chicken would leave behind as a trail if it was flying around the kitchen loose avoiding it’s capture”. Uncle Ivar calmly explained in true Viking spirit , “There’s a time for peace, a time for war, and a time to make some fucking fried chicken”.

        I kept up the charade and said as I was pretending to rub the tears away, “Uncle Ivar just started acting all weird and shit like he’s off his meds (don’t use that kind of language young man) weird and STUFF, and he chopped off Odin’s head. He offered me some oven-roasted chicken with garlic, and herbs and I upchucked my lunch all over him”.

        Here it comes! My father said those famously funny words that everyone now repeats if they are comically upset at someone, “YOU ATE MY BLUE RIBBON CHICKEN!!!”

        Exotic chicken feathers on kitchen floor courtesy of years of raising, breeding, and loving your hobby.

        Full circle back to Ton Ton’s children. I have a much deeper appreciation for him and his hobby than the average person, “I’ve had purple eggs before Ton Ton” as I remind him that I grew up on a farm, yet I still want him to extol about his hobby, which is, exotic chickens. After all, how many people do YOU know that raise exotic chickens? Okay, I do have a concern that Ton Ton has told me the he’s a Vegan, two weeks after he used my microwave to heat up his barbecue-flavored chicken wings. Hahahahahahhahaha! I’m trying to help Ton Ton like he was my grandson. We’re ALL crazy in some way or another. 100% of the human race has SOME kind of abnormal psychosis going on. I’m no different. I’m just od enough to have studied human nature enough, to recognize it, and have a compassionate understanding of it. And they call ME, a crazy old man.

        We may, or may not have to leave this property because someone has turned us in as operating a “Trailer Park” without the proper license and zoning. May not because the county gal that Paul spoke to in person was 100% on the side of HOPE RESCUE. She did everything in her power to try to help Paul figure a way out of this mess we’re in. My optimism tells me that the people responsible for serving Paul hold off as long as they can, after THEY find out what this is all about. A grieving couple with PTSD whose son came home in a black rubber bag from Afghanistan. I’m still trying to figure out how to help Joe and his wife get treatment. So, THIS post, I’m asking al my faithful friends that come to my website on a daily basis to contribute ANYTHING you can to saving HOPE RESCUE, two dudes living on Social Security, our families,  and Ton Ton and his children. My PayPal link is further down this page. Thank you!

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          Be careful dude, my Chihuahua Rosie will tear you apart, limb from limb

          Assuming that Shelton thinks he will never see me again every time I leave and see his reaction of overjoyed laughter and happiness from Shelton, not because I’m almost 75-years-young, and he’s thinking, “Oh no!! I’m going to outlive this old fart! Where will I live! Who will I live with?”

          That’s not what he’s thinking every time I have to go somewhere without him, like to Bobby’s house for a smoke sesh.

          I just told Shelton that I’m not going to perish and/or die outside the Casa, because EVERYTIME for the past four years that I have had to leave him in my air conditioned Casa, wither it’s 30 minutes or five hours, he always acts like I had left him, was gone, forever.

          So, right after his treat, he jumped with his front paws on the sofa cushion, and I lifted him up….

          I said……Actually sang, these words, as I was petting him….

          “You’ll be with me when I die, snuggled up close, against my face, licking me behind my ear, as I take my final breath“. (or substitute, ” or another hit upon the bong”…..).

          Going to turn this into a Country/Western song in the style of George Jones, I’ve included a “Link” to the song that has the PERFECT melody for my song about Shelton and I. See below.

          Full circle back to Shelton. Isn’t it amazing the love our dogs have for us, and that special relationship that we share with our dogs that makes us say, he or she is our best friend.

          Shelton is not a “Guard Dog” like many people have to protect their property. He’s a West Highland White Terrier. Your buddy Gomer, a Weiner Dog, is not considered to be a “Guard Dog” breed either, etcetera.

          Like four Dobermans that WILL kill even its owner if he suddenly modifies his habitual/automatic schedule with his dogs.

          True story from the 70’s? 80’s? In that case, they were not “pets” in the same sense that we use the word.

          I’m sure they all had names, and I’m sure the gas station/car repair shop owner had his favorite that received most of his attention.  His favorite, a female Doberman named Bessie, joined in with the other three dogs and ripped his throat out as soon as he opened the door to get his wallet.

          That’s not to say that every junkyard dog, or the four Pit Bulls that someone might have on their two/acre ranch that are outside dogs that spend as much time inside as they do outside, and are individually loved and pampered (loved), and are sweet to me and compete with each other to lick my face every time I visit for a smoke sesh, would STILL rip my heart out if I climbed the fence at two o’clock in the morning. Their best buddy in the whole world has them for that dual purpose, to love them as I love Shelton, and, to guard his property when he’s gone.     

          Anyway, anyone that has suggestions for more lyrics add them in the comments section on Facebook or in a website message here. Thanks.

          Postscript: George Jones is one of my all-time favorite Country- Western artists/songwriters.

          Postscript Too: This AI created image of mine of a dude with his best friend, is a small file on purpose, and IS available in very high resolution suitable for printing on anything from a coffee cup to a giant billboard in Hollywood. 

           

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          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

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            Caught between an Outhouse Door and a Rabid Raccoon

            So, I’ve been watching the 4th of series of shoot-em’-up drug lord series produced in Columbia. This one is titled, THE SNITCH CARTEL: ORIGINS. Has far less beheadings with a chainsaw, than the first three.
            I’m in the middle of episode 18. Beginning at at 22 minutes and 47 seconds, when Leonardo is accidentally confronted in the hospital by his wife, who was there and found out that she is pregnant. He’s standing there with his new lover who was there and found out that SHE ALSO was pregnant. Talk about being caught between an outhouse door and a rabid raccoon!
            Ya gotta know the backstory to understand how hilarious this is, and how genius the screen writers are. Did I mention DIALOGUE yet?
            At approximately 23 minutes into this episode, Leonardo’s wife explains why SHE’S there….She’s PREGNANT !…..And you could almost see Leonardo’s balls retract into his stomach, from the look on his face at that moment.
            Sad for a super-testosterone dude with millions of Sperm gnashing their teeth waiting to be loosed upon society. What do you call a dude with tons of really healthy sperm? Extraordinarily fertile? Super-Virile Dude?
            Hmmmm…. I think I just created my next cartoon character, THE SUPER-VIRILE DUDE! Happier than a Hog in shit….Able to defend himself in a bar room brawl…..But cums way to fast. Maybe a characteristic version/cross between Arnold Schwarzenegger and Paul Newman? Columbian version?
            I digress, things were finally smoothing out between the two women, and Leonardo was content with his lover. It was what, a few weeks before when Leonardo’s wife had accidentally fallen in love again with him after drinking and watching a Soccer game on TV at his mom’s house? They fucked. She got pregnant. No biggie, right?
            THAT’S, what is going through his lover’s mind at that precise moment at approximately 22 minutes and 48 seconds.
            I stopped right there two hours ago to write this, as I often do when I’m stoned, so I can’t tell you what happened next. Watch the series yourself.
            As I have said in my previous reviews, this ongoing series of series is sooo good, it’s so well produced, directed, and acted, it has been a pleasure watching these four series. The acting, the screenplay/scripts, the music, the sets, the cinematography, the editing, the scenery, the DIALOGUE! And, the subtitling.
            Once in a while I DO admit that I’m stoned wilts watching. The Columbian company responsible for these great series is Caracol Internacional. I’m optimistic that you will enjoy this series or a least the genre, and share this review/post on Social Media.

            My last word? DIALOGUE!

            Postscript: I haven’t done the research yet, but I’m going to find out if any of the films produced by Caracol Internacional has ever won any American awards, Emmys, etceteras? The reason I’m curious is because everting that I’ve seen so far is equal if not better than the vest ever cewated for an American audience.

            Thanks for reading my little review. Stay tuned on my YouTube channel WANDERINGS OF AN OLD FART for a video of that chapter from my book.

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            Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

            Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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              Coffee Freak

              Are you a Coffee Freak?

              If you’re not a Coffee-Holic, going through four pots a day, when someone comes over and the pot is empty, do you make a full pot knowing that the neither of you are coffee freaks? Or you’re just not sure so you make a full pot.

              So, what do you do? You purchase one of those fancy coffee makers that drip, spit and sputter your single 8-Ounce cup of the finest coffee ever made.

              We were discussing/discovering the cost difference between a traditional brewed cup of coffee, and the finest most expensive pod coffees out there.

              Do the math. I don’t care that my $200 Coffee Machine (not maker) has the Pod device to accommodate those $9.00 per pod/cup of coffee imported from Italy. Compared to the average commercial pod like Starbucks, or? Let’s investigate.

              The world’s most expensive coffee pod comes from Singapore as exported by Medano Gold Coffee. This coffee company holds the official Guinness world record for the world’s most expensive coffee pod because it’s infused with 22kt gold dust to be precise. Coffee drinkers of this special brew describe its taste and texture to be rich thanks to the infusion of the gold dust. This pod is also available without the infused gold. You can buy these limited-edition coffee pods in packs of 5 packs and they sell upwards of approximately $77.60 Singapore dollars per pod. That’s . Talk about an expensive coffee pod! See image.

              Here’s a rather inexpensive pod, maybe not the cheapest. You would be surprised how great some of the lesser expensive coffees DO taste. Amongst some of the shittiest that is. This one is from Nescafe. It’s $.50 per pod/cup. See image.

              This Nescafe offering is $.37 per pod on Amazon. If you are a coffee fanatic, you’ll pay for whatever your budget allows to have a great cup of coffee if you have a coffee machine *not maker) in your kitchen. If you have one, you’re not necessarily wealthy enough to afford expensive coffees.

              If you are a traditionalist/serious aficionado, and you frequently have friends over to get high, you’ll be using a French Pot like I do, using my coffee grinder to grind for a 20-ounce pot using mid-range-priced whole coffee beans. I like a particular bean from Hawaii, see image.

              I also enjoy this next one from Italy which is not too bad a price.

              I still prefer my French Press over ANY other method. They’re not that expensive if you want to experiment and have the best cup of coffee in your life regardless of what your favorite bean is.

              No, this is not a paid advertisement for the various companies depicted/cited in the images. It’s just me. Stoned, and writing an essay about coffee…..Titled, COFFEE FREAK

               

              My second choice would be to try a Coffee Machine from another planet. The ending image is one that I created  using 100% AI.

              Thanks for reading my little essay on coffee. Stay tuned on my YouTube channel WANDERINGS OF AN OLD FART for the video of that chapter from my book.

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              Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

              Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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              For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

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                The “Lickin” kind of Love

                Typically, when I’m stoned, and going to bed at whatever time it is in the evening….or early morning if I’ve pulled an all-nighter, I can generally get into a sleeping position that’s comfortable right away.

                Many times, my brain will still be writing when I attempt to call it a night, and occasionally, I end up getting up, and writing whatever I was thinking for fear of forgetting by the time I wake up.

                The other night I must have tried 87 different positions before I finally found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

                Right side, left side, on my back, on my stomach, left leg crooked up, or right leg up, both legs up in a fetal position, both legs stretched out, 87 different positions. Last night was different.

                As I crawled into bed, which seemed somewhat impossible because I was stoned and a bit unstable, groping my way to my bed.

                My dog Shelton had already assumed a certain position, and I plopped down in a uncomfortably temporary position that became permanent because of where Max had peed in the center of my bed.

                I was lying about 3/4 on my right side with my right knee in the air and my left leg and knee right below my right knee and leg. I hadn’t yet tried the other 86 positions of frustrations.

                Now, here’s an interesting observation. Dogs like licking things like your hand, face, or another part of your body. Many people will assume and say that a dog will lick their owner because they love the salty taste.

                Shelton is a foot licker, but he only likes to lick my feet at night just as we are trying to go to sleep. Not a day time licker. I usually let Shelton lick until he gets tired of it.

                Because of the awkward position I was in, with both feet under the blanket, avoiding the large wet spot, (thanks to Max), Shelton began licking the only thing he could, my blanket-covered right knee positioned about eight inches above the bed in an awkward position.

                As he was licking the portion of the blanket covering my right knee, I thought to myself, “He’s not licking my right knee for the salt because it’s covered by my blanket. He’s licking the blanket, and as far as I knew, there wasn’t any salt or cum stains on the blanket.

                Note: they say that spermicide is salty. I really don’t know having not ever tasted it. Women have told me to eat lots of Pineapple before they come over.

                He licked that spot on the blanket where my uplifted knee was until it was wet, then he proceeded to lick my left knee, which was under the blanket as well.

                Again, no salt or cum stains on the blanket. What did this tell me? Proof positive that Shelton was not licking me for the salty taste.

                I firmly believe that his licking was his way of showing his unconditional respect, his unconditional love, his total unconditional faith in me.

                After he finally finished his licking, he came up to the head of the bed, licked my face once, and fell asleep alongside my head. It wasn’t for the salty taste.

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                Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                  Caesar’s Salad?

                  Paul was asking if I had any bleach. I said no why. He says he needs to bleach my sink after he washes Max’s butt hole. Why? Because Toy Poodles have a LOT of curly hair around their butts, and poop “Turds” sometimes will stick AND dry, and in Max’s case, it was getting out of hand.

                  The only way to prevent the poop-stickage thing is when you wipe his butt the first sign of poop/turd stickage and/or going to the groomer on a frequent basis.

                  So, Paul was just being considerate and conscientious asking me if I had any bleach, because it was my sink, he was planning on using, and the distinct possibility that he may have been wondering if I would ever prepare a meal in a kitchen sink. WTF? Spaghetti and Meatballs?

                  I said, “No big deal brother Paul. It’s not like I’m going to be washing my feet in that sink anytime soon”.

                  To which Paul immediately responded, “We were just going to toss you a salad in that sink”. I laughed so hard because of the spontaneity of the moment.

                  We ARE stoned because as Manfred was leaving my Casa an hour ago, he noticed that Paul had forgotten to plug the electric-cooking device back in again. Manfred plugged it in…..AGAIN.

                  I say again because two hours ago, Paul had filled a large pot with water to heat up, (which he STILL needs) to gently lower Max’s rear end into the sink of heated water to soften up those now petrified dog turds.

                  Yes, plural “Turds”, because each time Max takes a shit, the turd comes out and is blocked by an earlier turd, buildings visibly recognizable hunk of dog shit.

                  So, full circle, with the first pot of heated water that Paul poured into the filthy/nasty sink (neither of us have turned on our water heaters), an hour after he poured that hot water into the sink, I got up from my chair and noticed that the water was really nasty, I had told Paul that if I were him, I’d start over again because that sink was nasty filthy dirty because I had not used it as a sink since I moved in here, and personally, I would not stick MY dogs ass in that nasty water.

                  Of course, Paul agreed. He emptied the sink of the heated, now nasty water, and cleaned it spotless, preparing it for the next pot of water.

                  Then he fills up the pot again, and goes back to his Casa. Before leaving, he set a timer with Alexa for 15 minutes, and I told him it would take two hours with that amount of water (full pot).

                  About an hour later, Manfred discovered that the hot/plate cooking device was not plugged in. He plugged it in and I said , “See you in two more hours”. I laughed. It was spontaneity at its best. Third pot heating up now as I write this.

                  Let’s face it. It takes skill to shave curly hair around a Toy Poodle’s butt hole. Paul bought a dog grooming electric clipper and tried. Couldn’t do it. Time to see Janet the Groomer again.

                  Postscript at 11:02 PM: Paul finally called me and asked me to turn off the hot plate.

                  While on our Walkie-Talkies, I walked into the kitchen and noticed that when Manfred had plugged in the plug that Paul forgot to plug in an hour ago, I noticed that the hot-plate was off all that time because the plug was loose. I first plugged it in all the way, then unplugged it after Paul said to turn it off.

                  I guess he’ll try for the other 50% of what’s left of Max’s turds stuck to his curly-haired butt hole tomorrow.

                  Postscript 2: Don’t attempt any of this when stoned. If you own a Toy Poodle and you’re a Stoner, you’ll understand.

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                  Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                  Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                  Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                    HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO doesn’t work either

                    There is one reason why we don’t say “Holy Christmas” instead of “Merry” Christmas like we all are used to saying as a happy, merry, greeting amongst friends and strangers.

                    Hundreds of years ago, the short two words celebrating the birth of Jesus WAS “Holy Christmas” as a greeting/salutation.

                    It was during a time in our history, that anywhere the Christian Religion l was dominant (which WAS Catholicism ONLY at that time), there was year round misery for those that although they still believed in Jesus Christ, they did NOT believe in Catholicism. They were scorned, tortured, and in many cases, crucified for not adhering to the Catholic religion.

                    The Inquisition was a powerful office set up within the Catholic Church to root out and punish heresy throughout Europe and the Americas. It’s unbelievably disgusting what the Roman Catholic Church did to humanity.

                    Beginning in the 12th century and continuing for hundreds of years, the Inquisition is infamous for the severity of its tortures and its persecution of Jews and Muslims, and non-Catholic Christians.

                    If you were a native of South America, and many other third-world countries, you were put to death if you didn’t convert from paganism or whatever, to Catholicism.

                    In Europe, that persecution continued up until the time when larger and larger groups of people,  who were followers of Martin Luther, truly began to achieve religious freedom. The Reformation. The beginnings of all the various Protestant denominations, key word, “Protest”.

                    Prior to the advent of the Protestant movement, Persecution, and death mostly, for those true “Christians” that could not be converted to Catholicism.

                    So, Merry? No, but Holy Christmas. Then later, Christmas became a holiday that was filled with joy and laughter, and……wait for it…..SINGING!

                    Imagine singing “Holy Christmas, maybe repeating it over and over again, “Holy Christmas “Holy Christmas “Holy Christmas “Holy Christmas “Holy Christmas. People hadn’t yet started writing what we now know as Christian Christmas Carols, limited language.

                    So, if you can imagine a small family of the persecuted Christians trying real hard to feel “Merry” celebrating the birth of Jesus while being chased by the Catholic Church’s death squads.

                    After a bit, one would think, the persecuted Christians are saying, “Holy Christmas! Nothing Holy about how those asshole catlicks treat us”.

                    Then, someone suggested “Happy” as in “Happy Christmas”. No, that didn’t quite work either.

                    Then someone came along and suggested “Heiter” which is German for “Merry”. It would have been different if the German people were saying “Heil Heiter” instead of “Heil Hitler”…..Heil as a verb meaning “to greet_, so, “Hello Merry, or joyful (happiness)”.

                    Singing “Merry Christmas” worked. Sounded silly repeated many times like “Holy Christmas”, so that’s why we say Merry Christmas once, followed by a  “HO-HO-HO” three times. The H0-HO-HO came along after Saint Nicholas (Santa Claus) came along. What a scary thing for a small child. A fat guy dressed weird, loudly saying, “Merry Christmas, HO-HO-HO” as your mother is forcing you to sit on this strange fat dude’s lap. Never mind that he smelled weird (whiskey) and his beard scratched your face.

                    Doesn’t work saying “HO-HO-HO-HO” (well, for some people, yes, it works).

                    Not two, “HO-HO”s, as in “Merry Christmas HO-HO”, and Definitely not one “HO”, as in “Merry Christmas, Ho”.

                    I prefer saying “Merry Christmas” with four “HO’s”. Works for me anyway.

                    Postscript: For myself, Atheism didn’t drop in on me all of a sudden. It took a few decades of study.

                    Postscript 2: As a species, we have been crossing over the 150 year threshold between the “Age of Pisces”, referring to the Age of Religions and Wars, into the “Age of Aquarius” known as the Age of Technology and PEACE. Times they are a’changing folks.

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                    Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                    Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                    Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                      Fruit Punch

                      Fruit Punch.
                      That’s the flavor I’m drinking right now, you know, those little packets of colored-flavored crystalline additives for the cheapest bottled water you can buy at the Dollar General store.
                      I also grabbed a Little Debbie snack cake which I’m about to open after sitting on my desk for a half an hour because I’m stoned. I have now somewhat relieved the “Gotta have a munchie” feeling
                      A second after I described how great “Fruit Punch” tastes, I made up this fictitious conversation between two ten year old boys on the school playground….
                      Bully: “Why’d your parents name you FRUIT! HAHA! Are you gay, hahahaha”….
                      Fruit Punch: “BECAUSE MY LAST NAME IS PUNCH”, as he punches the bully in the nose, breaking it.
                      This was Fruit’s first day at this school and apparently the bully hadn’t heard when the teacher called out the name, “Fruit Punch” during roll call.
                      Now, think about this. Who/what parents would name their little boy “Fruit”?
                      Think of that Johnny Cash song, “A boy named Sue”. Smart parents. Actually brilliant parents.
                      They could have named their little boy, John, or Robert, or whatever, and the last name Punch would not have had the same effect.
                      I’ll just betcha that Fruit had to defend himself and his honor/name countless times beginning in Kindergarten.
                      The smart one was his father, knowing that his son was not going to be a wimp growing up.
                      Fruit by the way, had those early years of scrapping with other kids, getting bloodied up sometimes, but by time he was 14, he already had a black-belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu.
                      Makes me wonder how many people have the last name “Punch”. Any Punches in the audience tonight?

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                      Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                      Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                      Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                        Saulk Caulker

                        “Saulk-Caulker”

                        Paul and I were sitting at his 6-foot-wide Gaming Console, “Play Station” as I call it, getting stoned, drinking Apple Cider, when somehow, the discussion turned to Denzel Washington in the opening scene of “The Equalizer”.

                        He is facing odds that he’s either going to get killed in the shortest film in history, 2 minutes and 28 seconds…..Or, he kills all seven badass dudes in just over two minutes and goes on to killing a lot more bad ass dudes for the next two hours. Take your pick. Either way it’s a great movie.

                        Paul had asked me if I was going to stick around for a while. So, I told him that I didn’t set a timer on how long I was going to hang with him before I made my escape back to my own den of irrefutable spontaneity when I am writing wilts stoned.

                        That was what reminded me of that first scene.  Camera close-up shot of Denzel setting the timer on his digital watch. I need to watch that scene again to get the actual time. I think it was 2:17, (2 minutes and 17 seconds). At the end of the scene, he was off by a few seconds.

                        What an absolute genius the screen writer was, or someone else like one of the actors, producers, whoever, coming up with the idea of Denzel setting the timer on his digital watch. Genius!

                        I explained all that just to say, when Paul was wasting his time looking for that movie, and then ultimately finding it exactly where I told him to look in the first place, (YouTube), in between he suggested “Hey! Let’s watch bla-bla-bla”, I said, “Forget it Cocksucker”, to which Paul bounced back, something that sounded like, “Sault-Caulker”, which I find to be hilarious!

                        From now on, I shall never ever use the word, COCKSUCKER ever again. Everyone one who knows me knows that I use colorful language all the time, and that there is no intent of malice aforethought in it. Not exactly a term of endearment for some.

                        Which full-circle’s me to the fact that for a long time, I have utilized the full rights to that “Freedom of Speech” thing. Nixon would be proud.

                        My two adult children have been telling me forever, to manage my “Filter” better in public, especially with their friends.

                        Like, going into a restaurant, “Dad, please have your filter on so Tommy and I can enjoy our meal with you”.

                        Now, THAT was for language that was far less worse than it is today. Words like SHIT, DAM, or an occasional slip of FUCK.

                        At my age now I have discovered that my mouth really is worthy of getting washed out with Perchloric Acid. My closest friends understand that. My two adult children? No.

                        So, Paul was teasing me about watching some silly movie (and I knew it). I said, “Cocksucker”, which for me, thanks to my brother Paul and a wonderful Vape Pen, is eternally replaced with SAULK-CAULKER, hahahaha!

                        Postscript: Then as I finished writing this short story, a close friend/buddy stopped by for a while with some great bud and a wonderful Vape Pen.

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                        Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                        Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                        Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                          Eve of Destruction

                          History tells us, and a majority of people believe, that the beginning of the end for Communist USSR, was when the Berlin wall came down.

                          The Berlin Wall, as you may recall, was a wall that divided Berlin, with the USSR controlling the eastern half, and the United States (and it’s Allie’s) owning the western half. The city of Berlin was in Eastern Germany, which was controlled by the Soviet Union (USSR), and this was how Germany was split up after World War II.

                          It was unfortunate for those Germans living in East Berlin because they WERE oppressed. Many with family in West Berlin. Some of us are old enough to remember when Ronald Reagan said, “Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall”, as a statement in his famous Berlin Wall Speech, in West Berlin on June 12, 1987.

                          Something Diane Sare said in her daily podcast/update today triggered this thought/inspiration today.

                          Just as the destruction of the Berlin Wall signaled the eventual fall of communism in what is now known as Russia, I think that there has been a slow crumbling of an invisible wall surrounding the USA and it’s primary partner in crime, Great Britain (Wall Street and the City of London) for years.

                          This “crumbling” of the wall surrounding the western powers is evident in the fact that people, whole societies really, have been slowly waking up, thanks to social media, and the rise of the “Truth” as it’s shared on numerous platforms outside the “Main Stream Media”.

                          In the USA, the legal system has been weaponized for several years, as you can see that in spite of Congress proving that scumbags like Fauci had lied, that Hunter’s Laptop is the real deal, that the DNC elites had suppressed the truth on Social Media platforms like Twitter and Facebook, AND our Demo-Rat controlled justice system will not prosecute cases BECAUSE, they have weaponized the justice system.

                          Many folks agree that the origins of the shit-show began prior to World War I, and by time WW2 was over, the military/industrial complex, run by the elite/cabal was well entrenched. Eisenhower warned us in his final speech. JFK talked about it. Look where that got him.

                          So, right now I speak of the evolved process that has been occurring over at least the last two decades…..since 9-11, and as more and more people discover that they have been held hostage by a system that has served only the most wealthy, we ALL are saying, “The gig is up assholes, it’s OUR time now”.

                          Although this “Crumbling of the invisible wall” has been a slow process that may continue for another decade, I believe the final death blow is in maybe six years.

                          What changes are coming for the western powers, nobody knows for certain. At the same time that this breaking down of the West’s invisible wall seems apparent, the other “side” which includes dozens of countries all over the world are getting together in ways never thought possible before, when the USA had more control.

                          Look at BRICS. From Wikipedia: BRICS is an acronym for five leading emerging economies: Brazil, Russia, India, China, and South Africa. The first four were initially grouped as “BRIC” (or “the BRICs”) in 2001 by Goldman Sachs economist Jim O’Neill, who coined the term to describe fast-growing economies that would collectively dominate the global economy by 2050; South Africa was added in 2010.

                          Another signal that the USA and their partners in crime are slowly losing their superiority is the movement away from the U.S. Dollar as the reserve currency. Earlier this year Russia left the U. S. Dollar crying in the road like a poor Coyote about to be turned into road/kill when he put the Russian Ruble on Gold as a standard. One could say that the invisible wall surrounding the western powers has been a financial one.

                          Look at China. They practically own the USA. The elite/cabal wasn’t thinking too clearly thirty years ago, when they first began shifting their labor/intensive assembly-line work and critical industries like the Steel Industries to China.  It was good for the shareholders and bad for the American economy and citizens.

                          The elites knew that they would become billionaires, but they also made China very wealthy as well. Now China is in a position of world-wide significance, (go research BRICS). China and Russia are the key shareholders.

                          Of course, there are several other key indicators that the west is collapsing, (that invisible wall). Look at the trillions of tax-payer dollars going into the elite’s pocketbooks for a senseless involvement in Ukraine.

                          Share your own thoughts and research. Add to mine. Is a real “Revolution” slowly taking place already, or, will the USA/System fall, and change, due to a real bullets flying kind of revolution?

                          “But you tell meOver and over and over again, my friendHow you don’t believeWe’re on the eve of destruction”

                          Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                          Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                          The “Business” of politics

                          I believe that in the future, like maybe 100 years or so from now, when children are reading their history books, learning about the past, the word “politician” will be synonymous with “crook, racketeer, or swindler”.

                          For the past sixty years or so, the business of “Politics” has been making a LOT of politicians’ wealthy beyond their annual salaries primarily due to the nature of the “business”. I’m sure the corruption goes way back, perhaps 100 years.

                          Lobbyists of businesses and some foreign countries like zebrael, pay money for influence, and sometimes the purchase of influence, or reason to pay a politician massive sums of money, is not about serving our best interests as a people, and nation.

                          The idea of “Government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth” as stated in Lincoln’s famous Gettysburg Address on November 19, 1863 has unfortunately, perished in deed. Lincoln gave a great speech, but he would be sad to see what our political system of influence peddling has become.

                          America’s political and legal systems are “Rotten to the Core”, an idiom that originally described a “Bad Apple”, and in it’s usage in the English language refers to a person being very bad or dishonest.

                          If America (its citizens), were considered to be the good “apples” in a basket, you would normally remove the “Bad” apples” from the basket, right?

                          It is time now for dramatic changes in how we govern ourselves, and how the rest of the world does as well. Democracy was okay for a few hundred years, but the future of our own country and the rest of the world begs for something new.

                          I’m not a socialist, but I believe that this new system of governance will incorporate all the positive attributes of what our species has experienced before.

                          I call this new system INCLUSIONISM. Root word: INCLUDE, i.e., we ALL will have an active role in governing our country and our world.

                          I’m sure that the end result of re-inventing our system of governance will have a positive impact on how we function as a nation, and how our global community will function together as well.

                          I’m not prepared to get into details in this essay on what we as a people can and cannot do to make the changes we need, but I do have my own thoughts on the steps/processes to achieve the goal. The goal being a better world, with no more wars, no more famines, no more homelessness, no more poverty.

                          Let’s talk. Please share your own thoughts and visions.

                          Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                          Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

                          Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

                          For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

                          Ramblings122922PDFVersion

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                          “Give me two Cheeseburgers, Fries, and a Coooooke”

                          Fast Food Restaurants.  There was a time, many galaxies away, when the majority and typical employee in ALL of the “Fast Food” restaurants like McDonald’s, Burger King, and a dozen others, was white teenagers over 17, and little old ladies over 65. They ALL spoke English.

                          Now in the galaxy we are in, if your galaxy happens to be Las Vegas, 99% of the staff are, let’s face it, mostly Mexican, with some Central American thrown in there. 100% of them DO NOT speak English. Why am I writing about this?

                          In this essay I am talking about the cultural/societal changes over the past twenty years or so. This analysis only applies to areas that have a large percentage of Spanish-speaking people, as opposed to the opposite. Like comparing Las Vegas today versus Ham Lake; Minnesota.

                          Fast Food restaurants? This isn’t about just your average Burger King in Las Vegas or East LA. This societal metamorphosis applies to Donut Shops, and any other service type work/job where if you’re a Mexican or from Nicaragua; chances are that you cannot speak a lick of English. If you could, you wouldn’t be working in a Fast-Food joint. You won’t find ANY white people picking Strawberries in Oxnard either.

                          If you are a white dude in the ages between 18 and 21, you MIGHT still work in a burger joint to help with college expenses, but the stores you prefer to work at are in the predominately white neighborhoods. If you’re a younger white person you might even take public transit to the nicer parts of the city if you’re a average middle-class dude or dudette. In other words, at least there would be more than one employee that speaks English.

                          Now let’s put’r in Warp Drive and cruise on back to the Ham Lake Galaxy, which is 1963. Take the same/similar areas, and you will see that the majority of the populations are English speaking. Even in Las Vegas. In that galaxy, housekeeping staff at all the hotels were whites and blacks. Now it’s mostly Hispanics.

                          Over the three stages of transformation/evolution, the shift went from the all-white staffing to more and more staffing of women of color, then eventually shifting to a vast majority of Hispanics. Even in cities like Minneapolis you’ll find a high percentage of “Foreigners” from somewhere working at the burger joints.

                          I’m not talking about prejudiced hiring practices. Just the change in who’s willing to work in a burger joint now, compared to the past, and the shrinking of the middle-income class, and the growth of the lower income class. Over the past twenty years, the Federal Minimum Wage has gone from $5.15 an hour to $7.25 an hour. Not a big difference over twenty years.

                          Compare the changes in the demographics since 1963 and today. Compare the three different galaxies or stages. Myself? I’m 74-years-young and I can tell you all about what it was like growing up in the 1950’s, and the societal changes that I have seen in every area of our lives, both pre-integration and post.

                          So, that’s the warm-up to the meat of this story. On Planet Las Vegas in Galaxy 2022; if you are retired, on disability benefits, and you aren’t necessarily looking for a job, and you happen to feel inclined to work part-time because a local (famous) upscale Fast-Food restaurant that is being built near you is paying $15 per hour, you jump on it, and get hired. Oh, and you’re a white dude. Note: The Hispanic management doesn’t make that much, so I wonder what they pay a Hispanic dude versus yourself.

                          Now, there is an extensive training period, from learning how to program the French-Fry Machine, to how to properly sweep the floor. Because the store near you where your job will be is still under construction, the training takes place in Las Vegas. The corporation that owns yours, (which is in a predominately white area), owns 300 more stores spread over Nevada, Southeastern California, and the northern part of Arizona.

                          Since your yet to be opened store is 45 minutes from Las Vegas, it makes sense that your training would be accomplished in the Las Vegas/Henderson/ Boulder City area. It’s great! Until your first shift for training at a store in Las Vegas.

                          I’m guessing that a shift is comprised of about ten employees. You, the happy retired white dude from Minnesota who only speaks English, and the other nine on your shift who only speak Spanish and not a lick of English. Maybe that’s why they had to invent the numbering system on the menu. The person who DOES speak and understand English is the Hispanic woman who is glued to her headset her entire shift except for a pee break, and she certainly doesn’t know how to set the automatic timer on the French Fry Machine, The Hispanic shift manager is amongst the nine others who “No entiendo ingles”.

                          Imagine the nightmare if you will, and we all know it’s not rocket science flipping burgers; but if it were I…..I certainly would want to receive my instructions in English whilst training. When I was told this actual story, I admit it was hilarious to me. Like it could be a SNL skit with John Belushi and Dan Aykroyd.

                          Visualize it yourself in your mind, if you’re creative like myself, your Shift Manager trying to explain how to clean the toilets, in Spanish, or setting the automatic timers for the French Fry Machines. To most of the jabbering, all you can do is nod your head up and down and pray that it’s something Juan is saying which requires a shake-head-back-and-forth motion, signifying that you understand. Like learning how to sweep the floor, “empuje el cepillo hacia adelante, levántelo y tire hacia atrás, luego empuje el cepillo hacia adelante nuevamente. Repita el proceso”.

                          Like, in Spanish, Juan is saying, “You’re not the type that love to give employees and customers blow-jobs are you?” to which your response…..had you known Spanish, would’ve been something like, “No Senor, yo amor mujer”. Instead, you nod your head up and down in agreement.

                          Postscript: I once served the greatest poet/songwriter of all time, (the only song writer to be awarded the Nobel Prize for his category)……Two Cheeseburgers, Fries, and a Coooooke! I was working at Robby’s hamburger joint in Dinkytown, which was on the University of Minnesota Campus in Minneapolis. I had no idea who or what he was at the time, until I heard him later at the local “Coffeehouse”, which in those days, was a venue for up and coming Folk Music Artists. Guess who he was.

                          Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                          Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

                          Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

                          For those who have been keeping up with my progress with my new book, “Ramblings of an Old Fart” here’s my latest in PDF format:

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                          “Must be God’s Will”

                          Having been around Christianity/Religion all my life, (my mother taught Sunday School in a small “Little House on the Prairie” type of church in Glen Cary, Minnesota where she is buried along with my sister)….and then as a young adult, still in that mental state of mind of  fearing the Hell, Fire and Brimstone as opposed to the hope and promise of a mansion in heaven someday….in addition, those early years of raising two kids, dutifully going to church, involving myself in this “Practice” of religion, I heard a phrase that was quite common then and is still widely uttered today, “It was God’s will”.

                          A sad but still remembered tragedy that took place in 1982 still comes to mind when I think of that short phrase, those words that were spoken by many of the Christian folks when this particular tragedy took place.

                          A friend of mine John Smalley, his wife, and six children had been driving cross country to the East Coast to start a church. They stopped at a Christian Commune “Last Days Ministry” in Texas to visit on their road trip. Here’s a link: https://www.upi.com/…/Investigator-says…/1711396849600/

                          The leader of the commune, Keith Green took my friend John and his family for a ride in the commune’s twin-engine Cessna Chancellor airplane. Upon takeoff, the plane was too heavy to make it above the tree tops at the end of the runway. They all died in this tragic, fiery crash as the plane hit the trees. When news of this tragedy was announced, ALL the members of our church were saying the same thing, “It was God’s will”. Bullshit! It was the pilot Don Burmeister’s error not to estimate the load/weight of his passengers. NOT a “God’s Will” kind of thing. At our church in Simi Valley which the Smalley family attended, there was some gnashing of teeth and anger towards God”, but mostly you would hear, “Well, I guess it was God’s Will”. Sad.

                          Another absurd use of this phrase, as an example of how ludicrous it really is, is when a well known televangelist, (who owns six airplanes at last count and claims to be the first Billionaire televangelist), tells his Sheeple followers that it’s “God’s Will” that they must send him more money in order for him to buy another private jet from Tyler Perry.

                          Of course all his faithful followers send him the dinero, and he buys that jet, with everyone believing it was “God’s Will. BULLSHIT AGAIN!

                          Shit happens, and wonderful things happen as well. As an Atheist, I see the Good, the Bad, and the downright Ugly happening around the world and I confidently assert that “God’s Will” has NOTHING to do with the outcome whatever the outcome.

                          Prayer? I’m certain that my friend, his wife, their teenage son, their other two children, and their commune friend and pilot prayed before they took off in that overweight airplane.

                          The pilot’s lack of common sense in not calculating the load killed them, NOT “God’s Will”.

                          In everything that we do and are a witness to in this godless world we live in, there will always be the human involvement, wither it’s some celebrity poet known for his Anti-Muslim writings getting stabbed in the neck, or bombs hitting a hospital in Gaza and killing a hundred and fifty men, women and children, God, had absolutely nothing to do with it. He may as well of walked in to a bar full of Hells Angels ad announced that they all were a bunch of fat faggots.

                          The blame or praise is solely upon the human element and involvement. Period.

                          If your child survives or dies from cancer, knowing that their survival or their death is all about what our medical advances could or could not do, had/has absolutely nothing to do with your religious beliefs and prayers, i.e., God had/has nothing to do with the outcome. That’s the reality of it. Put the blame or praise where it belongs.

                          Whatever happens, good or bad, like your child getting shot by a stray bullet in Chicago leaving you with resentment and anger towards God, understand that God had nothing to do with your child’s death. It will help ease the pain and remove that bitterness towards a make-believe “God” when you understand that there is nobody to blame but the shooter. Be angry, if you will, towards the people or person that killed your child, but also try to replace your anger and suffering with forgiveness instead. I did. Ask my deceased step-father. I forgave him for beating my mother to death in 1963.

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                          Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                          Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                            Poker is like Sex?

                            So I’m playing online Texas No Limit Hold-‘Em’ poker at a nine-player table. I was especially inspired tonight because of the wonderful Banana-Flavored edibles thanks to my friend Buddy.

                            In other words, for those who know me, when I’m “Inspired”, I write a LOT, stoned or not.

                            Now, at this site, the only one I’ll play at, (clubwpt.com), the communication via texting between players, if any, is NH (means Nice Hand, I always say NICE FOOT), LOL! That one seems to be popular. I type out, HAHAHAHA!

                            https://www.clubwpt.com/

                            Now, the less advanced of the “Short Talkers” as I call them, usually type out the words “Nice Hand” or whatever.

                            Then there’s this dude tonight that I have been directing most of my chat room essays to, including one that was directed towards three players including the dude, about sex versus poker and other interesting stories.

                            And then the dude mysteriously went from plain English to indecipherable gibberish, like G@&c blfg5, that for all I know, is possibly a stab at rudeness-like “Table Talk” that he automatically thinks the whole world will understand what the fuck he’s saying, meant to disturb your psyche, but me? It just makes this idiot of a player seem even funnier to me.

                            But guess what folks? I’m the King of Table Talk in real life face to face poker tournaments (I’ve won two old-farts Sunday tournaments in Laughlin), and I challenge ANYONE to put up the $10,000 for me to table talk with all those people at the next WSOP Tournament (I’ll win it all, we split 60/40, the 60% for you). This online poker chat room? Piece of Pie!

                            Some players like myself will actually carry on a conversation with other players because they are friends, i.e., like the friends I have made in the game over the course of three years playing on the same website, which IS FREE, I say again. I digressed.

                            I’m usually half-way between George Carlin and myself when I’m stoned, so tonight, here was my “suggestion” to a few really bad poker players. “You know, there are two totally unrelated things that are very similar in a way. Poker and Sex”.

                            With Poker, the more patient you are, (called being tight), the more satisfying and rewarding the game is, if your “Skill-Set is above average.

                            In other words, dudes & dudettes, don’t blow your whole Wad (chips) in five hands. Same as sex.

                            If you’re a dude, especially, don’t blow your wad and roll over and go to sleep. Your “Lady” will certainly enjoy you much more if you are……Wait for it…..PATIENT! PLAY YOUR CARDS RIGHT, YOU MIGHT STAY MARRIED UNTIL DEATH DO YOU PART (OLD AGE)!

                            Postscript: We’ll, it DOES take “Two” to Tango”. My ex? She was the one that quickly rolled over and went to sleep. I would’ve loved to have typed, “rolled off of me two hours later”, but she was a one position only kind of a gal, if you know what I mean.

                            Postscript Two: Dudes, if your Lady knows how to dance, dance with her! Kind of a poetic ending to my essay?

                            Postscript Three: If you are already on the “Club, or you are just joining, my “Handle” is DOCTCS.

                            Postscript Four: I’m thinkin’ that Men with Men and Women with Women MAY just be a lot more fun and satisfying, although I’m straight as an arrow myself, and there has been two different women in my life that have truly exhausted me after three hours.

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                            Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                            Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                              Bravery/Fearlessness in the face of whatever YOUR enemy is

                              Tonight, Paul and his close friend Loon, are playing/live streaming this game called EVIL DEAD, and in the game Paul’s character “Has found the Light”, something I didn’t quite understand at first (lots of symbolism in video games for you religious types to muse over). Something he failed to do in 3 or 4 other previous attempts in the past when he was dual-role (2 playing) in the same game with Loon.

                              Now, as a non-gamer “audience participant”, I must say that the video “Game” EVIL DEAD is as violent and bloody as it can be, but for myself and most normal people, it is pure fantasy, something that is purely entertaining and believe it or not, stress-relieving for many gamers who just want to chill out and absorb themselves in a “Game” as a relief from a really rough day at work.

                              It’s NOT going to drive me or ANY other “Normal” person to all of a sudden in some bizarre insane moment, run out and by a fully-automatic AR-15 and murder 63 people at Walmart and/or at the Baptist Church down the street.

                              In almost every case, regardless of who the shooters are/were, they ALREADY had “Mental” issues going on way before the mass-murder took place. Issues that in many cases for the younger killers, their parents knew about it, but gave up on trying to heal/restore “Jimmy” back to something close to normal, mentally.

                              So for all you denouncers, non/gamer / non-educated- in-gaming folks like I am, use a little common sense, do the research like I’ve been doing for a year now, and discover the hidden treasures in video “games” like Loon inspiring me tonight by saying, “The light reduces fear”. I digress.

                              So, as it played out tonight, I sometimes have what I call a “Technical Question” during their game play. I asked the question, “Is that “Light“ source some sort of rejuvenating force/entity in the game?” And Loon responded, “Yes, each dose of the light reduces your fear”.

                              Now, I thought to myself, “That same thing as an analogy applies in real life.

                              For soldiers, they are conditioned/trained to lose or reduce fear in order to survive against an enemy. I’m thinking that reducing fear, for the soldier, increases optimism, and vice versa. “Bravery/Courage” on the battlefield is a result of that soldier being optimistic that he/she will route the enemy and be victorious, just saying.

                              For a homeless single mother and her two children living in their 1991 Chevy Sedan in East Bumfart, New Jersey….(or wherever),……That mother eventually crawls out of that gutter of despair, because she grew from fearful to unafraid, I.e., she consistently over time, reduced her fear, eventually found work at a child-care facility/home , (taking along her four-year-old daughter and three-year-old son to “Work” every  day, giving THEM a better environment to grow up in.

                              Now, living in a one-bedroom apartment, that Fearless = Optimistic, Optimistically Fearless mother one day gets her law degree via two years of online courses and night school. She graduates, passes the “Bar”, and is hired by a law firm that specializes in human needs, helping their state legislature write and pass bills to make all our lives better in some way or another. Plus now her and her children are living in a $500,000 Townhome.

                              That once fearful, homeless mother with her children, became FEARLESSLY OPTIMISTIC AND OPTIMISTICALLY FEARLESS…….AND, SUCCESSFUL.  How wonderful is that!

                              I don’t think it’s so much about having “Courage” against an “enemy” in your life, regardless of what that enemy is, but having optimism which does reduce the fear, in general, i.e., BEING optimistic brings on the courage to be less fearful making you ultimately, a winner. Inspired by a video “game”.

                              Postscript: It’s not about “Hope”, “I hope to get a job soon and straighten my life out”. To me, “Hope” is baseless/fruitless, because you have to actually DO something, like that mother first did. She was optimistic that she would find work, that she would put in a day’s work, and eventually study law which was her strong goal and desire, to better her life and her children’s lives.

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                              Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                              Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                Weeping mothers in Ukraine, and thirteen other countries around the world

                                All mothers weep when one of their children dies, whatever the cause of death. I would imagine that even Jeffery Dahmer’s mother cried at least one tear for him, right? But most of the weeping and gnashing of teeth on her part were for his victims, and for her tormenting regret that she ever brought him into this world.

                                Today I saw a MSM article on Facebook about a Ukrainian woman who was weeping over the loss of her second son within a week in the “Conflict” in Ukraine right now.

                                Yes, “War is Hell”. Why doesn’t the MSM post articles about the horror of that war from the Eastern part of Ukraine? You know, images of the Russian speaking mothers in the Donets Basin (Donbas), weeping over THEIR dead children that have been killed by the Ukrainian soldiers.

                                The native language of 74.9% of the population of the Donetsk region is Russian, compared with 24.1% Ukrainian.

                                Hey, MSM, how about all those mothers in Yemen holding their dead child in their arms?

                                I think I smell a capitalistic rat here folks. Research the spread south and east of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO) over many decades which originally was set up for the countries IN and around the “North Atlantic” at the end of World War 2. 

                                Then research how many USA Military Bases are in the NATO countries. Then research the companies that produce weapons of war and who benefits financially from the military/industrial complex that Eisenhower warned us about in his final speech as POTUS.

                                I have always agreed with that first person that coined the phrase, “Follow the Money”. What political leaders are personally benefiting from what’s going on right now in Ukraine?

                                It’s become obvious over the past fifty or sixty years that Main Stream Media (MSM) has become a propaganda weapon/tool, more and more, increasingly obvious to the majority of people around the planet with real knowledge and “Common Sense”.

                                What can we do? As much as we despise attributes of certain social media platforms, we DO use it to express our own beliefs about a given subject. We see two sides of the coin regarding the current situation in Ukraine for example.

                                People are casting shit at Putin, and people shoveling shit on Biden and the rest of the Western Block that pretty much drinks from the teat of the USA.

                                Check again the ownership of the top forty companies that are part of the military/industrial complex. Mostly USA companies, some British, some French, etcetera. How about a major campaign to talk some sense into those who own stock in these companies, to provide them with the financial reason and the moral reason, to divest themselves of ALL their stocks related to war, weapons of war, even the fucking underwear *Skivvies” that the soldiers wear.

                                Whomever coined the phrase “War is Hell” is my Soul Brother. No one has the power to predict the future, but millions of us know that what’s happening right now has no predictive end. Some say all-out Nuclear War & Devastation. There are many groups/organizations that you can join and become a part of that are strictly focused on the total elimination of nuclear weapons if that floats your boat.

                                There are many groups that are strictly focused on Environmental causes. Join them. There are a ton of Pro-Palestinian Groups/organizations all over the world, yet one would think with that massive world-wide support, the Palestinians would have received the thumbs-up from the United Nations (we all know who runs that circus), and the Palestinian people would be restored to their homes and dignity….AND, wither it be some joint-state agreement, or whatever other satisfactory arrangement, zionism would be extinct. Obviously, that IS one cause that I’m passionate about and take part in.

                                Regarding the current President of Ukraine. Some people have been complaining that he is a Nazi. Then others point out that he’s Jewish. WTF? I would say if he is a zionist (purposely not capitalized), that tells the whole story. This purely political system called zionism is a scourge upon our planet. If he is like millions of others who follow the Judaic religion AND support the Palestinian cause, then THAT’S a whole other story.

                                Unfortunately, until someone comes up with factual knowledge, I have to believe that he’s a zionist, AND, that “Child Sniffing Biden” and ALL of the leading political power-brokers are merely puppets to the zionist puppet masters.

                                Along the way Biden and his family and a whole slew of others are making tons of dinero off of the sales of weaponry as well as kick-backs on the natural resources such as Natural Gas. So, he’s a comedian? SFF? (Or, so fucking what?).

                                Bottom line? ALL like-mined Groups/Organizations/People need to ORGANIZE! Through ORGANIZATION comes SYNERGY and COLLABORATION. Revolution always comes when and with people “Organizing”. Pick ANY Revolution throughout history and you will see that the “People” organized before they revolted.

                                Revolution wasn’t always centered around good causes, people, or philosophies, but it WAS always organized. Wither it was organization by word-of-mouth, leaflets, posters on walls of buildings, secret meetings in thousands of homes and offices, or via “Social Media” like it is today, eventually, when people have had enough and desperately want massive changes, they/we WILL organize, and we WILL REVOLT.

                                Today it’s easier to spread the truth, and with the current social media platforms, we see a haphazard attempt at “Organizing”. I say haphazard because as I’ve said thousands of times, we ALL are like a “Single Fly, Farting in the Wind” BECAUSE we are not organized.

                                Soon, we shall see true organization take place, wherein we WILL get to that tipping point when we become world-wide, organized, anarchists, and REVOLT against the puppet masters. They will lose, and lose in a mostly non-violent way. I say mostly because like in all revolutions, someone gets their head chopped off.

                                The primary tools we will use to finally organize on a world-wide basis WILL be via a “Social Media” platform that hasn’t been created yet. I believe it will have some of the bells and whistles of platforms like DISCORD. For more on this subject browse through my library for past essays/articles.

                                Finally, I used the image of President John F. Kennedy’s funeral shot of “Lying in State” because his mother Rose was certainly weeping for her son that had been murdered by the “Deep State”/CIA/MOSSAD/whoever, but the big difference between that Ukrainian woman and Rose Kennedy, WE ALL WEEPED for JFK, for our loss.

                                Point is, if WE ALL can feel that level of compassion and empathy for a President, but feel that way for that mother in Palestine/West Bank (live prison) that just lost ALL her children AND her husband, her sister and her family, and a few uncles and aunts in a IDF Airforce bombing exercise, perhaps we will see peace.

                                GOLDEN RULE!

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                                Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                  Prince Andrew to his Mommy the Queen, “Mommy, can I borrow $50 Million?”

                                  A few days ago, I read a two-day-old bit of news about Prince Andrew settling out of court with his child-rape victim for an undisclosed amount. It prompted me to write the following essay, and add to it from what originally was a “Comment” that I posted on several Facebook news/media groups. More to this at the end of my website version of the essay.

                                  My Facebook comment: I think it’s important for the rest of us (billions of us), share these kinds of stories virally. I’m sharing this to my own 40+ groups and pages as well as 60+ other groups that I am a member of.

                                  Although the target has been on the chest of this scum-sucking asswipe for years, he dodged the bullet only because he’s super-rich and a part of the elite-cabal, saving THEM for a while from prosecution for much worse crimes against individuals and humanity.

                                  As far as Virginia is concerned, I’m overjoyed for her….and “How would you like an Old Fart for a life-long intimate companion”? (always confusing to many, with the placement of the ? and the “ marks). If you Google it, it is correct either way). I’m house-trained, but ever since my third stroke, I have had a slight problem with using a “Filter” when I’m speaking with people, especially small dinner parties. I promise I will try to keep my big mouth shut. Let’s you and I buy a 3,749 foot Mega-Yacht and buy an average size Villa overlooking the Monaco Bay (the home of VIRGINIA II, our little boat). It’s beautiful there at night, especially when you’re stoned and looking down on all the lights from the yachts.

                                  I digress, back to the huge importance of this “Out of Court” settlement. Personally, I think in the long-run, this will be a “Win” for us, the people (serfs), in that many of the border-line Sheeple will FINALLY, understand that those of us that have been screaming for years about these evil CSMF will finally take their blinders off and see the TRUTH about EVERYTHING ELSE!

                                  Postscript: This is interesting. In my attempt to post the above “Comment” to the various Main Stream Media Facebook “Groups” I discovered a pattern. There were several major newspapers that DID have a posting about this Prince Andrew bullshit, like the New York Times, dailies like Buzzfeed, major network news outlets like BBC, NBC, Fox etcetera, but no mention, not a single word on what would be considered as Left-Leaning news outlets. I thought, well perhaps the San Francisco Chronicle perhaps DID have something “In Print” but decided NOT to post THEIR article on Facebook (knowing that there is some dude or dudette who is responsible for managing the newspaper’s “Online” content being told by upper management NOT to share their story on Facebook or other social media, OR, (BIG OR), they did NOT have a story in print to begin with. Interesting. I found several other “Liberal Left-Leaning MAJOR newspapers who chose not to print this Prince Andrew story.

                                  So, there it is friends, my website essay on this. I’m optimistic that you enjoyed my essay and was educated by it as well.

                                  Friends, I think it’s important to understand the much deeper implications of this “Out of Court Settlement”. It’s plain as the cum stains on Monica’s dress. People like the Clinton’s are merely puppets as well, several bricks down the pyramid from those at the very top of what many of us refer to as the “Elite/Cabal”.

                                  Asswipes who are at Clinton/Weinstein/Epstein/Maxwell/Wexner level are now relieved that they will continue to have their names and reputations protected, and those at the top of the “Pyramid of Power” are once again feeling that nothing can ever touch them. Think about the MOSSAD connection and who’s at the top of the pyramid, who controls the money, and the world, who are bound and determined to turn our species into SERFS “Who will own nothing, and be happy” according to another major dude close to the top of the pyramid, Klaus Schwab. I have news for those asswipes, JUSTICE IS COMING! This Prince Andrew shit HAS opened and WILL open the eyes of many Sheeple, perhaps sparking that common sense flame, eventually turning them from Sheeple back into People. That certainly is my intent of this essay. For sure, the asswipes at the very top of the pyramid have to be a little worried what’s been going on, thanks to the use of social media (technology) to spread the truth. I’m still scratching my head on that “Liberal Media” thing that I mentioned. 

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                                  Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                  Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                  Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                    “Beam me up Scotty”

                                    Most of the time, when I post an essay to Facebook, it’s either 100% serious or 100% Satirical/Comedic. Never in between. (unless it’s about my Westie, Shelton). This time I have written about a serious subject matter, phenomena but added a satirical/comedic portion/routine as in “Stand-Up” routine as the preamble or “Forward” to the serious subject matter and still relating the satire to the subject matter. Whew! That was a long paragraph.

                                    Let’s just say it’s an experiment on Facebook to see how many friends and others will read this post in its entirety. Some folks can’t get past the first few paragraphs if they detect comedy, and vice versa, some folks can’t get/read beyond the first few paragraphs if they detect that I’m posting something serious.

                                    For myself, I consider this essay to be MY “Mother of all Essays” in that I believe that with a ton of research and years of study, I have discovered something that WILL help lead our species into an age of peace, with no more wars, with no more apartheid treatment of people, with no more starvation, etcetera. Take a full read when you have time, then, if your curiosity or commitment is peaked, Private Message me for more information. We intend to use Technology, this particular technology, to benefit our species. “Beam me up Scotty”.

                                    Back in the “Little House on the Prairie” days, you saw your neighbors when you went grocery shopping in town, at “Joe’s we sell everything here” store where YOU could buy a bag of flour and Smith & Wesson at the same time. Probably the only other time you had “Face Time” with anyone is when you saw/met your neighbors at church, EVERY Sunday.

                                    Thanks to Technology, we don’t have to see your faces at all. And, I mean anybody. Your neighbors, your relatives, or your enemies. One hundred plus years ago and up until the invention of the telephone, if you saw an enemy, more than likely you had to be faster on the old draw better than your enemy, to survive the conversation. Today we are lucky if we even run into a neighbor, relative or enemy at Walmart or the tons of other stores available to us.

                                    Of course we all have had the experience mostly regretful, that every Thanksgiving we have to put up with 42 cousins, aunts & uncles (all on the wife’s side) not counting the children, and I can guarantee you that SOMEONE there, continually, year after fucking year, commands the audience with….wait for it…..POLITICAL BULLSHIT! Wanna see a battle between Trumpers and Liberals? Come to my wife’s Family Thanksgiving that I’m obviously obligated to attend.

                                    Here’s a free ticket! YES! We all had to purchase a ticket to eat some turkey and see all those Sheeple we hadn’t seen nor heard from in a year, and the fact that I paid $100 for my wife and two kids tickets ($25 each) had absolutely nothing to do with preventing my escape from that awful day from Noon on (most families have the dinner time set at 3:00 PM in order to have a few hours of watching Football Games)…..

                                    Thanksgiving at Uncle George’s began at 12:00 Noon. Now, there was a room about the size of, oh let’s say, Uncle George’s and Aunt Alice’s master-bedroom suite that had one of those new projection type television/movie projectors projecting on the wall, about ten feet wide, plus that projector was split-screening four of the major college football games on Thanksgiving Day….

                                    BUT, and it’s a BIG BUT, you had to purchase a $5 ticket to get in “THE ROOM” as many of us called it, PLUS, get this! Uncle George was THE Grand Poohbah, he only let ten other dudes in “THE ROOM” at one time. That means if you were not there by 11:00 AM Thanksgiving morning to run to “THE ROOM” to grab a folding metal chair, bringing your KFC bucket and a six-pack, you had to wait in the line outside the bedroom door in the hallway with the other dudes to get in, if and when some other dude left “THE ROOM”.

                                    Like when some dude not wearing a diaper finally just had to go pee in the hallway bathroom which many times had women waiting in line as well….when the master-bathroom was occupied (I really think some dudes DID wear diapers). That’s how us other dudes got into “THE ROOM”.

                                    I would normally say “In conclusion “ but this is the beginning of this essay. Although technology is freeing to some extent, not so on Thanksgiving Day. While personal contact is good depending on whether you’re meeting a friend, a relative, or an enemy, with today’s technology like the cellphone and personal computer, I say that it’s a good thing most of the time as we can cut off/close the “Personal Conversation/Encounter” simply by…..Wait for it….HANGING UP! Later blame it on a dead cellphone battery.

                                    Not so, on Thanksgiving Day. No escape for me, we drove 350 miles to be there every year. My wife is having a great time. My kids are having a great time. Just one time, what would turn out to be our last Thanksgiving at Uncle George and Aunt Alice’s house, I shut down the Trumpers, the Liberals, and the religious folks. I did so in a manner that Mark Twain, Abe Lincoln and Einstein would be proud of.

                                    I didn’t buy a ticket to “THE ROOM” that last year. I stuck around the dude that was the loudest, he was the first dude I shut down in the political “category”. I digress no further. Wither it’s a friend or relative that steers the conversation in a direction that you didn’t want the conversation to go, this time I stuck around for the comedy-relief of listening to the Sheeple because I knew I would eventually take part in the conversation and expose the Sheeple for who they are. Oh! But I may have angered a few dudes enough to place them in the “Enemy“ category as far as THEY were concerned.

                                    Back in the Wild West, I would have been prompted to kill them as I’m the fastest on the draw when it comes to sharing facts and proving that they are facts, oh, and I’m good at table-talk in Poker. That one last time, giving many enough food for thought to perhaps turn some from a Sheeple into a people.

                                    Here’s another example of “communication and the art of hanging up”. How about arguing with someone over the phone, someone that owes you a lot of money for that great tip on the Super Bowl this morning? That Matthew Stanford, the Ram’s Quarterback was juiced up today, I.e., with medically-correct amounts of two different Schedule One drugs.

                                    Congratulations to the Rams. Buddy, you owe me $350,000”. And the conversation heats up to the degree that one of you mentions a baseball bat, just saying, and his threat turns out to be fruitless as your close friend Dale is a member of the Hells Angels. Dale and five other HA’s appeared at the dude’s nightclub and after a warning to never touch a hair on my head, the dude handed Dale a large satchel. “It’s all there, right? I really don’t think you need me to come back”, Dale said. The dude pulled out a stash of $100 dollar bills from both best pockets of his suit, from his underwear, and from his shoes. End of story.

                                    Moral of that story? If you’re the dude refusing to pay up, and you are on the other end of the line, you should have known to hang up the moment you heard my voice. Then, immediately after hanging up, you should have grabbed the money from your nightclub’s safe, jumped in your car, and drove away, screeching tires kind of driving away, never looking back.

                                    Yes, all he had to do is hang up his cellphone. In the Wild West, there would have been at least a shooting or two. So, what I’m saying is that with today’s technology, You can just hang up and later say, “My battery went dead”.

                                    Me, the dude with the great tip on today’s Super Bowl? I was in the Doctors/Clinic/Emergency Room this morning when the Ram’s Team Doctor, Doctor Neal ElAttrache administered the Schedule One dope through a vein in Stanford’s anus (perfect place, hard to detect). I’m “The Bodyguard”. My little bet was placed at Noon in Las Vegas today along with my buddy/client’s-client’s bets in the hundreds of millions of dollars.

                                    Stanford is still running around his house, nonstop, leaping over couches, sometimes diving to the floor covering himself up in the Fetal Position, then a second later, jumping up and running around the house again. What a great honor for Wide Receiver Cooper Krupp to receive the MVP Award, which means that for the passes from Stanford that really mattered/counted, Cooper caught them all, so this is also a great accomplishment for Stanford. He was just too juiced to be the MVP because of all the after-game interviews required. “This Bodyguard work is fun”. I made a ton of money today!

                                    Postscript: Most of the preceding is fiction, for entertainment purposes. The rest is serious. All of what I just said is a preamble to the following. After moving back to the states from Mexico and living with a “Gamer”, I have discovered a whole new method of communicating using just the computer. You can almost say that except for emergencies and communication with close friends and relatives, the cellphone is useless to the gaming community, especially with a platform named DISCORD. Similarly, for as many negative aspects about Facebook, it does build real friendships via Facebook.

                                    In fact, I can say that I’ve made real friendships/relationships all over the world using FaceTime. What I have discovered in the gaming community is that DISCORD goes much farther beyond Facebook in that certain multi-player games like STAR-WARS and MORTAL ONLINE 2 have tons of individual channels and sub-channels on DISCORD. In One game when you listen or take part in the audio conversation amongst players, you are discussing how to get more goodies to build up your character and in the other game, if you are in a “Guild” all that’s discussed is how to KILL another player that is not in your particular guild, in other words, survival of the strongest.

                                    One guild in MORTAL ONLINE 2 is the largest and IS the guild that my buddy/roommate and another mutual “Gamer” friend joined. They both had to “Interview” for acceptance into LEGION, the largest guild on DISCORD for the video game MORTAL ONLINE 2.

                                    As a non-gamer audience sometime conversational participant, and Co-Host of THE DUDE SHOW, I began analyzing this whole scenario, the conjuncture between these two completely different on-line programs, one a video game platform and the other a communication platform.

                                    Now, when you look at DISCORD as a separate entity, it’s a wonderful platform for COMMUNITY BUILDING and building real relationships/friendships. Wither you are a member of a DISCORD Channel for people that like to raise ducks, or your channel is for all those weirdos that like to spin their brush-hair into human-hair “wool” for sweaters, or…..wait for it……you are a member of the largest guild on DISCORD (LEGION) for MORTAL ONLINE 2, you are making friends, in many cases, real friends.

                                    The vast majority of folks are there on DISCORD because of the friendships they develop along with advice on how to train your pet alligator, how to circumnavigate the globe on a Skate-Board, or learn to play a video “game”, DISCORD is the place for you. For the players of MORTAL ONLINE 2, you are on DISCORD in a PRIVATE channel only because the guild you are in accepted your application.

                                    Many of these game-related guilds accept anyone as a member as long as you’re not a robot. They are small guilds compared with LEGION, and they’re desperate to grow their membership. I have listened to the discussions in the LEGION GUILD and each time I listened (because my buddy/roommate is a member), all I have heard is discussions on the various strategies and methods pertained to KILLING anyone and everything else that is not a member of the guild. Want to learn how to kill a non-member’s horse and pull the underwear over the enemies’ head before you kill him/her? Become a member of LEGION.

                                    Now, I suspect that the hundreds of smaller guilds are ALSO discussing THEIR battle plans as well. I predict that some of the largest of the guilds will also be negotiating MERGERS with the strongest in order to combat LEGION. But guess what? LEGION will continue to grow as well and will never lose their position as the number one, killing-est union.

                                    As a student of the evolution of our species, not Ape to Man (Darwinian), but the evolution of cultures/society and the evolution of political ideologies, which I always refer to as the “Sticks and Stones (as weapons), all the way to modern technology nukes, etcetera”, I view this type of evolving communication trend to be a key in our species evolutionary experience.

                                    Think about this. As I mentioned earlier about the “Game” being all about killing, the KEY phenomenon on DISCORD that beats Facebook and all other platforms, is the way the players are….wait for it…..ORGANIZING! Most of these players have no clue what’s happening other than the joy of killing the enemy. They are in a video game where they are required to join a guild on DISCORD, they’re not going to run amuck killing people in real life or anything like that!

                                    “Gamers” as I have come to discover, are mostly very intelligent, above average IQ people. One of my “Gamer” friends is studying Physics to one day become a Physicist. Wither they know it or not, they ARE in the beginning of an era where TECHNOLOGY WILL eventually defeat the global puppet-masters as our species finally crosses over the estimated 150-year threshold between the Age of Pisces (age of religions and wars) into the Age of Aquarius (the age of Technology & Peace).

                                    I believe and predict that the types of community/friendship building platforms will continue to evolve and eventually will be the one critical achievement that allows humanity to ORGANIZE COLLABORATE and create the SYNERGY to change our world for the better. Sure, we as a species and planet will still have to endure and survive some really terrible shit.

                                    We are at the tail end of the Age of Pisces so that “Wars & Rumors of Wars” kind of thing is still with us, give or take a huge Asteroid hit or two. I believe, as a species, we are coming to a fork in the road. One path leads to the extinction of our species, and the other path leads us fully into the Age of Aquarius.

                                    Technology will be a huge part of creating a long couple thousand years of Peace, exploring the Universe, meeting other intelligent life-forms/beings (although they are already here). Think Star Trek for potential future technical advances, “Beam me up, Scotty”.

                                    Another complete essay written (typed with fat finger) on my cellphone. For those of you that like reading my essays on my website for all the images I usually include, this essay will be published on Facebook as a “Link” to my blog at www.tcsblog.net as usual, usually an hour or so after my initial Facebook posting.

                                    Also, can’t forget, tune into THE DUDE SHOW on Twitch, at https://twitch.tv/thedudeshow, a show with a Stoner Pro-Gamer giving instructions (educational), myself, a 73-year-young non-gamer dude as audience participatory cannabis-infused banter (if you’re an old fart like me, you will be entertained if you are a stoner), and our gamer/stoner friends that join us for every show for the educational part and the entertainment part as well.

                                    Thanks so much for reading. I’m optimistic that many of you will “get it”, and join in the conversation on how we are going to ORGANIZE COLLABORATE and create the SYNERGY in order to save our species, like George Carlin once said, (paraphrasing), “Guess what folks, when we are gone, if we DO extinct ourselves, our planet will still survive, as it has for billions of years and billions more years to come”. I’m an optimist. I believe we WILL survive. “Beam me up Scotty”.

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                                    Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                    Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                    Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                      The Book of Boba Fett

                                      THE BOOK OF BOBA FETT on Disney WILL BLOW YOU AND OWEN AWAY! I just finished watching Episode 3, and it’s amazing to me how from the 1st episode, to the end of the 3rd, the episodes did a Crescendos thing, getting better (2nd episode), to an INCREDIBLE third episode. THIS, is what I texted to my son and my eight-year-old grandson today.

                                      Using the Star Wars theme, Lucas Films has created a series that is BETTER than all the Star Wars movies combined in my humble opinion. What is incredibly interesting to me is that the genius’s behind this wonderful movie-quality production is that it has absolutely no storyline connections to ANY of the Star Wars family of films. It’s completely different yet still maintaining the Star Wars look with familiar creatures like the HUTTS.

                                      The other amazing feature of this series so far is how we, as an audience, are able to see the clever use of “Flash-Back” as we see the dreams of Boba Fett and the present-day experience. The dreams as we see him in suspended whatever, seem obvious that it was past experiences that we were viewing/enjoying. After all, it wouldn’t make sense if it was dreams of his future.

                                      This series is on the Disney Channel and if you have it, I highly recommend that you AND your children watch it. If you don’t have the channel, THIS series is reason enough to buy it.

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                                      Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                      Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                      Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                        What? Me crazy?

                                        Who amongst us can say that they are 100% “Normal” with respect to our overall state of mind? Based upon my own experience in the distant past with Bi-Polar Type II Disorder and what I have found to be a positive solution for me is the fact that I recognize and accept that positive change comes from within.

                                        For some, it also takes prescription drugs, and/or “Hopes & Prayers”, which I have no opposition to. I always say, “Whatever floats your boat”. I just believe that relief can be accomplished in other ways besides taking mood-altering drugs (Cannabis excluded), and believing that some imaginary dude in the sky is going to solve all your problems in your life in my opinion, is a benign “Passing of the Buck”. If you think your “God” miraculously “Healed” you or solved your problem, that’s okay, but I believe the positive change came from within. I wrote a similar essay recently that you can read at: https://tcsblog.net/2022/01/before-after-and-way-after/

                                        I haven’t had any real issues with BP Type II in a very long time. It’s been several years since I had to deal with it, and at that time, only infrequently. I have been sharing my solution for years now, and it works great for me and I know for a fact that it has worked for others, because they told me so.

                                        When I find myself in a low “Down in the Dumps” state of mind, I write. No, it wasn’t prayers, and no, I didn’t say to myself, “I HOPE I get over this slump “. For me, the positive change takes place from within, when I just decide that enough is enough and I start doing something positive, which for me means, something creative, something that stimulates/exercises my brain.

                                        My writing AND my art projects release those “Feel Good” chemicals in my brain (Google the chemistry). Like I said, change comes from within ourselves. Sometimes all it takes is doing something like playing a little online poker (and winning….or not), starting a beautifully marbled roast in the crockpot, which leads to playing with the two doggies out on my veranda overlooking the Monaco Bay, which leads to…..Wait for it…..WRITING this little essay of “Optimism”.

                                        Ask ANY qualified therapist and they will confirm everything I just wrote, only you’re not laying on my sofa and I’m not charging you a fee. It’s simple facts. Pass them on by sharing this post. Thanks!

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                                        Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                        Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                        Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                          Before, After, and WAY After

                                          I reckon one could say that “Speaking” one’s way to a positive outcome, “I AM healthy, I’m going to beat this Cancer” or “I’m going to excel at my new job”, or “the Highway Patrol is NOT going to ask me to pop open my trunk because I have six pounds of really great grass in there”, or whatever the situation is, we certainly CAN “Speak” words of OPTIMISM and “Speak” that positive outcome into existence in our lives as well as in the lives of others.

                                          Sort of sounds like praying doesn’t it. Only you’re not beseeching some “supreme being/entity”, you’re talking to yourself, really, and you’re not even crazy, right? I talk to myself in THIS manner all the time, and I don’t care if you think I’m crazy. Hahahahaha!

                                          For me, a wonderful example is a few years ago when my dog Shelton and I became permanent buddies after a tragic accident took my next-door neighbor Annie’s life. I cried. This was two days after Annie had returned and I no longer was babysitting Shelton as I had been doing for four months while she was in Rehab in San Diego.

                                          Shelton did not sleep for a week after the accident. At night he would lay close to me with his head next to mine, shaking and shivering constantly from the trauma while I would caress/pet him, and whisper words of LOVE and assurance, telling him that things were going to be alright, until I fell asleep…..HELLO!….OPTIMISM!….

                                          I whispered those words in his ear every night for that first week after the accident (he was in the front passenger seat of the vehicle depicted). He finally slept that eighth night.

                                          Check out a book from 1952, “The Power of Positive Thinking“ written by Norman Vincent Peale. Although I’ve never read it, I HAVE lived it. I was 4-years-old when the book was first published. I don’t hang a plaque on my virtual door as a professional, seeking to counsel people for a fee. I DO share the wonderful positive feelings that OPTIMISM can bring into our lives with my true friends and with strangers, and have done so for many years with the only compensation being the satisfaction and joy I dwell in because a few words of OPTIMISM that I shared, really did help someone else in a positive way.

                                          You see, not just optimism for and about my own life and goals, but positive words of optimism as it relates to another person’s state of mind and their desires and future goals, their obstacles/problems, their whatever.

                                          Those of you that read my comment can contact me for a simple daily exercise/routine of “Speaking” something optimistic into reality in their life. It works, and it’s not “Hopes & Prayers”.

                                          Optimism requires real action on YOUR part whereas hopes and prayers from others are benign. If world-wide collective praying worked, we would have no need for hospitals, there would be no wars, famines, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera, and your priests/pastors/televangelists would be out of a job.

                                          Your OWN prayers for yourself, about yourself, regardless of what faith/religion you practice, are powerful as well, I just believe the power comes from within. Think about it. They’re YOUR words…..FROM WITHIN YOU!

                                          As I’ve stated, optimism comes from within, not from some outside source. Speaking optimism to another person or to yourself DOES trigger that part of your brain/psyche that’s responsible for and/or triggers that flow of optimism from inside you, as it was there all along since birth, and it didn’t take some religious hocus-pocus magical incantation “Hopes & Prayers”, or “Laying on of hands”, or anointing with vegetable oil to get the job done.

                                          If sharing moments with your pets and our babies can release certain “Feel Good” chemicals in our brain, so too can OPTIMISM trigger things that begin in your brain and end up with real action and conclusion. Think about it.

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                                          Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                          Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                          Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                            “Rise and be healed” the Preacher said to the woman getting off her knees as he zipped up his pants

                                            Watching my friend/roommate Paul “play” Grand Theft Auto V, in the beginning he had a lot of character dimensions to choose from when building his Avatar/character, making him “Bad” or more “Badass Bad”, and regardless of how you try to select all the various characteristics of your character, it’s 50/50 that in the beginning that you will know that your character is want you wanted even though the game forces you to accept some things you didn’t really like.
                                            While we were in a Taxicab, Paul (the gamer) was scanning through the radio stations which I thought was pretty cool, and I thought to myself, what if they were so real to life in their radio programming that they had in addition to the news, infomercials and music, several minutes, like ten, of some preacher asking for money because it’s always at the end of their schtick.
                                            So, jokingly, I asked Paul if there was a Televangelist Tab, Sub-Tab, KENNETH COPELAND. I thought wouldn’t that be fun for all our viewers to see our reactions and experience their own “Kenneth Copeland” moment during the live-streaming of The Dude Show? Shoot, players all over the world and their audience, (like myself as a non-gamer audience) would want to keep changing destinations in the game just to hear that hilarious pirated-in segment of Copeland blowing the virus away.
                                            And you don’t even have to pay for that experience other than maybe spend a little more game money to ride around in the taxicab an extra seven minutes. Perhaps the game COULD charge just a little bit per month to upgrade to the ten-minute, full version of the Taxi Radio Televangelist Radio Station. Hahahahaha!
                                            Now, some people would think that it would not be the “Christian” thing to do, you know, GRAND THEFT AUTO V is violent, depicts all the shit ANY religious belief abhors. BUT WAIT! We’re talking about THE Kenneth Copeland, the first self-proclaimed Billionaire Televangelist in all of history! He’s going to leap at this phenomenal opportunity to further spread his face all over the world for……Pick a number…..another $500 Million to add to his offshore bank account.
                                            Except Copeland forgets one thing. His “Audience” in the game (a lot of Stoners) are already aware of what a scammer/scumbag he really is, so it eventually works against him to the point of shutting him and his whole operation down. Which by the way, is a fitting conclusion for all those scammers.
                                            Grand Theft Auto V could feature dudes like Benny Hinn, Joel Osteen, Jimmy Swaggart, Jim Bakker, Peter Popoff, Robert Tilton, and a whole lot more of them. What a great idea! Most if not all of them WOULD take the money to “Appear” on Grand Theft Auto V if it was offered to them.
                                            If anyone associated with Rockstar North and/or Rockstar Games would like to entertain this idea, or you know somebody there, please let me know, as I have ideas on the development and presentation of the “Televangelist’s Tab” for the taxicab’s radio.
                                            Postscript: The image of Copeland is unaltered, just sayin’.

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                                            Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                            Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                            Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                              What is TRUE Love?

                                              I’m a “Drug Addict”. Let me “splain” it to you. I have a five-year-old Westie named Shelton, a West Highland White Terrier, and my close friend and roommate Paul has a Miniature Poodle named Max that’s six months old.

                                              Not all the time, but once in a while, Shelton and Max will be in my bed chilling with me as I’m napping. Normally I sleep on my right side and Shelton will be snuggled up against the small of my back and I’ll reach over with my left hand and pet him while he’s lying there. Max, will quite often be laying there on my left hip or leg and just be chillin’ out like Shelton, (after he’s finished licking my face and any other part of my body that’s not under my blanket like my arms and hands).

                                              Tonight, as I was lying there awake and just about ready to get up, I turned over onto my back. Shelton was in his favorite position on his side, still along my left side, and Max was on my right side in his favorite sleeping position on his back with his legs in the air. I laid on my back for 45 minutes, petting Max and Shelton the whole time, gently rubbing Max’s belly, and petting/rubbing Shelton in a similar manner.

                                              What happened next, gradually over those 45 minutes we ALL have experienced and most if not all of us understand what happens in our brain when this experience occurs. Certain chemicals are released in our brain that give us that “Happy” feeling we all have experienced (Google it).

                                              You know, that warm fuzzy feeling that only happens with our furry friends and with our human babies….Our toddlers like when I used to sit in my recliner watching TV with my one year old son sleeping on my chest, and years later with my daughter, asleep in the same comfort of my unconditional love.

                                              Tonight, was special in that I laid there on my back for 45 minutes experiencing a gradual rise of “Happy” culminating in a brief moment when I was taken back to 1953 when I five, and my dog Trixi. Tears, just a few, welled up in my eyes as I laid there on my back, giving Shelton and Max love, and for that moment remembering her, and the shared unconditional love that we had between us. Those tears were tears of an almost euphoric happiness as I experienced that part of the 45 minutes with Shelton and Max. Now THAT, is why we love our furry friends.

                                              I also have to say that we ALL have from the moment of birth, that natural ability to love in that special, unconditional kind of way that is different than sexual attraction and other types of love, like love for our muscle-bound body, or bag of golf clubs kind of love.

                                              We ALL have within us the natural ability to love each other UNCONDITIONALLY instead of what we see and experience all around us, in our world filled with hate and aggression towards one another in one form or another.

                                              I’ve included separate photos of Max and Shelton as a Meme only (for FB) because I obviously could not capture the real moment of them asleep next to me on my cellphone camera tonight.

                                              Yes, I’m a Drug Addict, I’m addicted to UNCONDITIONAL LOVE and all the good chemicals released in my brain that makes me feel the way I do, happy.

                                              That kind of love has no boundaries. Not religious, nor social, racial or political. I truly believe that as a species, we already have the natural capacity to love one another with that innocent unconditional kind of love. Our species will eventually evolve to that kind of love for ALL our fellow citizens of this wonderful planet we call Earth.

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                                              Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                              Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                              Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

                                              Here’s a new website: https://swordsintoplowshares.net/

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                                                “Fairytale”

                                                Of all the religions, it appears that Christianity is the most outspoken and quantitative “In your Face” religion of them all as it appears on social media sites like farcecrap. It’s okay though, they believe what they believe and insist on sharing what they call the “Good News” whenever and however they can, posting what they believe is their answer to all of mankind’s woes.

                                                They are not very good students of history however. They don’t have to go down any Rabbit Hole to discover and understand that “Religion” has had an influence, along with ethnic, social, political, and economic issues, and have been at the root of most wars, misery and death for thousands of years.

                                                They (the Christians) also think that “Free Speech” is only applicable to them because as soon as a person of another religious belief or a non-believer speaks up, they immediately pounce on, and rebuke that alternative belief.

                                                An example would be, sharing a post that contains information that scientifically proves as an example, that our world is billions of years old instead of only 4,000 years old as most Christians believe. Sarcastically and/or scientifically proving that belief is ridiculous? Don’t confuse ordinary sarcasm with intellectual sarcasm with added scientific proof that fairytales are, just fairytales.

                                                I have always believed that everyone has the right to express their religiosity in whatever manner they choose, but, and it’s a BIG BUT, at the same time they are ranting/raving/preaching on behalf of THEIR “Savior” who they think is the ONLY path to “Heaven” (which in my opinion is part of their Fairytale), they need to allow someone who doesn’t believe the way they profess to believe, that same “Right” of freedom of speech to respond back, especially on social media platforms which seems to gather all types of people and beliefs together.

                                                If a Christian is offended by another friend’s sarcastic comments like, “Hail Satan”, or the “Image/Appearance” of Jesus on a dog’s butt…..offended to the point of ending their friendship, then sadly, perhaps that Christian was not that much of a friend to begin with, or he just has no tolerance for sarcasm. Maybe that religious person was ego-driven or bound by their religious indoctrination to try to save that other person’s “Soul”?

                                                If a person is going to constantly post their “In Your Face” religious posts, which they have every right to do, they should also be willing to accept and expect some sarcastic comments along with their “Hallelujah, Amen and God Bless You” comments from their like-minded Christian friends and family.

                                                Sure, the sarcasm runs deep sometimes, like the image of Jesus bungee-jumping off the cross, which I think is really ridiculously, sarcastically funny. But so is that religious person’s entire “Religion”, so get over it.

                                                I’ve never really had someone whom I considered to be a close friend, tell me that we could no longer be friends because I’m an atheist. If they did, I would simply say, “I DON’T CARE”, and continue on with my life without their friendship. I can accept that we were “Unequally Yoked” in the first place in spite of the fact that I loved them and cared for them as a real friend. Their loss, not mine in other words.

                                                A close friend of mine likes to comment on another friend’s religious constant posts with the words, “Hail Satan” as purely sarcasm. He doesn’t believe in Satan and he doesn’t believe in the other friend’s God/Jesus/Heaven/Hell dogma/religion either. His “Hail Satan” comments are satirical in nature because he believes as I do, that ALL “Man-Made Religions” are and have been, like a Fairytale for thousands of years.

                                                People do NOT have to believe in the same “Religion” to be REAL friends. Throughout history, individuals with differing religious beliefs HAVE been real friends. In the Middle East for an example, Muslims have had Jewish friends and continue to do so, Jewish people have had Muslim friends and continue to do so, and they both have had Christian friends, and friends of other faiths as well, and continue to do so.

                                                In Western cultures, it has been the Christians who have had more difficulty in having real friendships with people of a different faith, although you occasionally do see it.

                                                The bottom line for me really is the simple truth found in the “Golden Rule”. When people of different religions and folks like me that don’t believe in anything at all can follow that simple truth, we can realize a higher level of awareness of who we are as a species, showing real compassion, love for ALL of mankind, and finally change our world for the better.

                                                Last thing. I’m not into Astrology at all, but I want the readers of this post to Google two things and what they are defined as, the “Age of Pisces” and the “Age of Aquarius”, as the two definitions will give you a little more insight if you have and Common Sense at all.

                                                There is a song that pretty much wraps up this essay, and it’s absolutely the best rendition of it that I have ever heard (besides Lennon’s original recording):

                                                Imagine by John Lennon

                                                Imagine there’s no heaven
                                                It’s easy if you try
                                                No hell below us
                                                Above us, only sky
                                                Imagine all the people
                                                Livin’ for today
                                                Ah
                                                Imagine there’s no countries
                                                It isn’t hard to do
                                                Nothing to kill or die for
                                                And no religion, too
                                                Imagine all the people
                                                Livin’ life in peace
                                                You
                                                You may say I’m a dreamer
                                                But I’m not the only one
                                                I hope someday you’ll join us
                                                And the world will be as one
                                                Imagine no possessions
                                                I wonder if you can
                                                No need for greed or hunger
                                                A brotherhood of man
                                                Imagine all the people
                                                Sharing all the world
                                                You
                                                You may say I’m a dreamer
                                                But I’m not the only one
                                                I hope someday you’ll join us
                                                And the world will live as one

                                                 

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                                                Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                                Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                                Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                                  Guberment: “Give me your guns” Citizen: “Pry it from my cold, dead hands”

                                                  Why is it that there’s been this huge anti-gun movement in the United States all these years? Could it just be that the deep state/elite/cabal (DSEC) truly wants to eliminate ALL guns because they KNOW that it will be a huge “Fly in their Soup” if they can’t take away all of our guns? If they eliminated all the “Guns” they would not be so fucking worried about it that they have to “Program” the Left and Far Left to protest/demonstrate/pass laws to restrict guns so much.

                                                  Idyllic plan of theirs (the DSEC), not working out so well. Add to that, out of all the major shootings, some are serious candidates for False Flag Operations, and again it’s the deep state elite/cabal which have benefited by further stoking the flames of the anti-gun movement. One can only conclude that the elite/cabal is ultimately behind all the gun control bullshit, AND at least a few of the mass shootings that have a “False Flag” smell to them, and ALL the anti-gun folks are unaware that they are being used for decades (think Puppets on a string).

                                                  Prior to the decades of mass shootings we have seen, we never had these horrific incidents. If you grew up in the 50’s like I did, you know what I mean. I had several guns growing up on a farm in the mid-west, and there were only a few times that a “shooting” was considered a “mass” shooting. The one that comes to mind is Charles Whitman mass shooting that took place in 1966.

                                                  From Wikipedia: On August 1, 1966, after stabbing his mother and his wife to death the night before, Charles Whitman, a former Marine, took rifles and other weapons to the observation deck atop the Main Building tower at the University of Texas at Austin, and then opened fire indiscriminately on people on the surrounding campus and streets. Over the next 96 minutes he shot and killed 15 people, including an unborn child and one final victim who died from his injuries in 2001. Whitman also injured 31 others. The incident ended when a policeman and a civilian reached Whitman and shot him dead. At the time, the attack was the deadliest mass shooting by a lone gunman in U.S. history, being surpassed 18 years later by the San Ysidro McDonald’s massacre. It has been suggested that Whitman’s violent impulses, with which he had been struggling for several years, were caused by a tumor found in the white matter above his amygdala upon autopsy.

                                                  My thoughts: Maybe besides the possibility that he had a brain tumor, how about PTSD? Point of the Whitman story, nobody was running around back then organizing the anti-gun bullshit as it’s known today. Interesting that the Whitman shooting took place three years after the deep state/elite cabal murdered JFK. The anti-gun BS wasn’t born out of that either. The image used in this post is of Charles Whitman’s arsenal.

                                                   

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                                                  Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                                  Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                                  Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                                    Come On-a My House sung by Rosemary Clooney

                                                    I’m buying a “Special” Tropical Island just for them and their families, oh, and about 567 other people/puppets manipulated by the elite/cabal/zebraists. Anyone want to guess the total number of asswipes that will be “placed” on that lovely tropical island for their own protection? (Well, they will just wake up one day on that island from an administered mandatory “Sleepy Time”).

                                                    “THEY WILL OWN” their mansions, swimming pools, vehicles (EV only), their Bagel Factories, movie theaters, porno stores (200 of them), their delicatessens, and 7-11’s…..and, everything else to satisfy their sick/twisted needs…AND…..Wait for it…..THEY WILL BE HAPPY!

                                                    Only one fantastic problem (for them). They will never ever escape, they will live out their lives until they are dead and cremated (no in ground burials or toss their ashes in the sea bullshit allowed, we don’t want them contaminating the island or the ocean around them).

                                                    37 Citizens Militia Patrol Boats with SHOOT TO MAKE SHARK FOOD Orders will assure that the elite/cabal and their puppets will be safe from harm. Carnival “Weight Guessing Time” again. How many CITIZEN’S MILITIA PATROL BOATS DO YOU THINK WILL BE REQUIRED?

                                                     

                                                    HELLO, WE ARE BUILDING OURSELVES A NEW SYSTEM CALLED INCLUSIONISM and you’re not invited to participate. If you happen to feel the Anarchy Fly buzzing within you, it’s no longer a “Single Fly, Farting in the Wind” WE, those who are not amongst the ASLEEPLES, are finally ORGANIZING! Contact us for how to join and become a part of history for our grandchildren. Inspired by a post by Ed Plute on farcecrap.

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                                                    Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                                    Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                                    Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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                                                      OFF WITH HIS HEAD!

                                                      I saw this post on farcecrap tonight which was a photo of Mick Jagger and his name, Sir Michael Philip Jagger. Formally dressed in a Business Suit, probably a $15,000 suit looking spiffy. Either real short hair or pulled back into a Manbun. A very distinctive and professional look for the “Knighting Ceremony”. Nice photo.

                                                      There was a pathetically and pathologically warped “comment” that caught my attention…..fbDude 1: “He’s just a singer in a rock and roll band”. ……For me, when I read that, it smelled a little like sarcasm.

                                                      Many people here on farcecrap seem to get their jollies off writing something sarcastic or blatantly inaccurate, just to see the responses to their comments….”Just for the Halibut” in other words. Any other type of person who would seriously write something like that is just an Asshole. The sarcastic dude is just having fun with it, you know, “Pulling your leg”.

                                                      So, a fan (obviously) responded to the sarcastic comment thinking that fbDude1 was an illiterate hillbilly from Arkansas. Here’s his response:

                                                      fbDude2: “I know what’s the big deal he just happens to be the best rhythm and blues singer this that side of the pond”.

                                                      Now in all sincerity, if you ARE a Stones fan, you can understand the deep-felt love & admiration that we “Stoners” have for the greatest band of all time, (when defending their honor.

                                                      Yes, the first dude was using sarcasm just to throw a monkey wrench into the post for the reasons I mentioned. I mean, WTF, Mick’s wearing a suit because that was the day he was “Knighted” by the Queen of England, you know, the tapping of the ceremonial sword on Mick’s shoulders. Which by the way, if people knew the history of that ritual, they wouldn’t be so excited about the whole thing.

                                                      In medieval times, sure, the town squares had the old blood-stained “Chopping Block” which you leaned over from a kneeling position and placed/laid your head (with neck) “On the Chopping Block”. But, and it’s a BIG BUT, what about the dudes that got executed out of town, like, let’s say, in the woods somewhere? Look around for a tree trunk to use as a CB? NAAAAA…..

                                                      The unfortunate dude that is getting his head cut off is on his knees, hands tied (if he had hands), and the Queen’s Agent for Goodness & Mercy just takes a swing at it, wait for it…….HORIZONTALLY, NOT VERTICALLY! Now, here comes the historical ritual-ness of “Knighting” as we know it today. Someone already famous and filthy rich gets honored by the Queen of a country that is responsible for the deaths of hundreds of millions of people.

                                                      Back to the woods in 1387. No tree stumps in this “neck” of the woods. The dude doing the “Chopping Off of the Head” says to the soon to be headless man, “Okay, just to help you prepare for what I’m going to be doing next, I’m going to be tapping on your shoulders six times, and there will be no seventh tap for you. Then, tap, tap, tap, swooooosh goes the sword, off goes the head right after the third tap. It soon became well known as the “Knighting”. “Yeh, my buddy got Knighted” the other day and he got as far as number four”.

                                                      I digress, the point of the story? I responded with the following comment fully expecting to get a response:

                                                      Me: “and the fact that they just might hold the record for longevity, oh, and Mick paid for my surgery 26 years ago”.

                                                      Did Mick pay for my surgery? Of course not! What am I doing? I’m commenting in such a way to illicit responses. Why? For the Halibut and to generate further discussion. I AM a writer, so the entire essay was really to say, okay, for me, the Rolling Stones have been my all-time favorite group, the Medieval “Knighting” part of the story I made up along the way.

                                                      Can you imagine Queen Elizabeth in the glory of senility, doing a 1..2…Swoooosh on somebody? Anyway, I love the Stones and would like my essay to reach them, and for them to instruct their primary Public Relations people to hire me as an “Official Correspondent” on their next tour.

                                                      Peace & Abide, La paz y la morada, السلام والالتزام , שלום ושמירה, Paix et Demeure, Խաղաղությունը եւ մնալը, Мир и пребывание,, 平和と遵守, 和平與恪守, Aştî û Abad, صلح و عبید, Fred och Abide, Kapayapaan at Patuloy, Frieden und Bleiben, Mir i Ostanite, शांति और निवास, Hòa bình và ở lại, Мир и Абиде, שלום און בלייַבן, สันติภาพและการปฏิบัติ, Mir in bivanje,

                                                      Yadhum oore yaavarum kelir, “The World Is One Family”

                                                      Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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