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Is it really a “Revolution” that’s required to make the changes that we all know we need for “America”, and I might add, for the rest of humanity? I say we DO need revolutionary, fundamental changes to our political system here in the USA as it has morphed to, and exists today. What sparked these thoughts and my reaction to, is Bernie’s recent $15/Hour Minimum Wage Speech on the Senate Floor, with absolutely no other politicians there, an empty Senate Chamber except for maybe a few people and the video camera for the live video feed.

What initially struck me, aggravated me really, was when he was explaining that his proposed “Legislation” would spread the “Raise to $15 per hour” (Federal minimum wage), over a five-year period. I thought, WTF? What’s he doing? Then I immediately understood that THIS, was how he has to sugarcoat the proposed legislation in order for it to be more palatable for those opposed to ANY increase at all. That is insane.

Having to propose something to a bunch of political folks in such a way, that they just MIGHT go along with it without too much haggling and debate? People of America, these are the same politicians that have for decades, consistently voted to give themselves pay-raises.

We, the “PEOPLE”, elect and send them to Congress to SERVE THE PEOPLE, not themselves and all their many industries that give them financial rewards for supporting their agendas. Like the Pharmaceutical Industry, the Oil & Gas Industry, industries that violate our environmental laws, etcetera. Are these politicians really serving us? And these politically “financially-motivated” hacks have the audacity to refuse to increase something so basic to life as the “Minimum Wage”? Absolutely insane!

Is there ANYTHING that “WE THE PEOPLE” can do about it? In reality, a BIG FAT NO! A friend recently mentioned the word “Strike”. The reason that it may OR may not be effective is because the politicians serve “Corporate America”, so YOUR employers already are at an advantage going in. Do you honestly think that a general nationwide “Strike” will solve the minimum wage issue?

Across America, there ARE a small handful of privately-owned businesses varying in size, that already compensate their employees with a decent wage/living standard then the sought-after $15 per hour. Those company owners ALSO give their employees benefits far beyond the normal that we see today in “Corporate America”. Those company owners are still making a profit on their product and/or service by the way. “Google” that.

Guess why the face of the CEO of General Electric (who’s name I won’t mention because like the song, “Everybody knows his name”) was the center of every Dart Board in every bar in Schenectady New York twenty-some years ago. What I’m saying with that question is fact. The management of ALL the major publicly-traded corporations are there to serve THEIR major stock/shareholders, NOT their employees. Busting the unions at the General Electric power-generation turbine factory and moving their production to other states like South Carolina dealt a devastating blow to not just the employees in Schenectady, but devastated the local economy in Schenectady as well. All these years later that asshole’s picture is still on some of the dartboards.

That was twenty-some years ago, maybe thirty, and the share/stockholders were pleased and rewarded by the “Union-Busting” move by GE. The employees that were not in positions to be offered and make the move to South Carolina? They’re tending bar, you know, the bars with the picture of the CEO on the dart-boards.

So, no, “Striking” probably is useless. Besides, since then, and decades before really, many of the major production factories/facilities here in the good-ole-USA have been closed, jobs eliminated, and we are acclimated to having our refrigerator, radio, television, automobile, jelly beans, underwear, toothpaste, and condoms made in China, India, Japan, South Korea, Mexico, and many other places “off-shore”. If we did see major nationwide strikes, who would we be “striking” against, Burger King?

Ultimately, I believe that change will come. How, I don’t know. We need to somehow make changes in how (and who) our political representatives “Represent”. Perhaps a major overhaul is required, like reducing the compensation that “WE THE PEOPLE” give to OUR political representatives. Reduce it to a “Living” wage, whatever that might be, like somewhere around $60K per year? (throw a dart at the dart-board). Another possible change that has been discussed for decades is Congressional term limits, and THAT HAS TO BECOME A REALITY.

Eliminate the profiteering off of legislation by passing laws making it a crime to pass legislation that eases environmental restrictions on certain industries, or passing laws making it impossible for victims to seek justice and compensation from the pharmaceutical industry, and other legislation that does not benefit WE THE PEOPLE (and by the way, all the while these life-long professional politicians are receiving millions of dollars in their campaign war-chests for doing serving their corporate masters). In other words, profiting off of attempts to pass legislation that is not in the interest of WE THE PEOPLE, would/should put you in prison.

Democracy has been dead and buried for a very long time, listen to Eisenhower’s famous last speech. Many say, (and I agree) that “America” has become the largest, war-mongering, killer of innocent people, in our world’s history, thanks to the “Military/Industrial Complex” that Ike talked about. What we have now is a “Corporation” with sole power, managed by the financial and corporate system, FOR THEM, not for “WE THE PEOPLE”. Money is absolutely absolute in that those in power regardless of their particular level in the pyramid are there to do the bidding of, and to insure that those at the higher levels are satisfied. And you think they care about making sure that you are earning a living wage for flipping hamburgers? Give me a break.

Revolution? Or taking part in bringing about revolutionary, fundamental changes to our country, but not just our own country, but world-wide. Global change. Changes that will bring our entire planet together in a new age of peace, prosperity, and happiness for all.

Sounds like a dream. Yeah, go ahead, spread that $15/Hour over five years because it will make it easier for the millionaire politicians to swallow. Wake up America! Let’s at least have conversations about this. Maybe TOGETHER, over time, we can do something positive for a change…..And for a REAL CHANGE.

As a species, we have finally crossed over the approximate 150 to 200 year threshold between the Age of Pisces-“Wars & Religions”, into the Age of Aquarius-“Technology & Peace”. We will still see, and suffer from, all “The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly” that we are known for, as a species. Even my grandson’s grandchildren will still see much turmoil and suffering, but they also will be witness to the greatness that is in our future. I certainly will not be around, but I can still write about, perhaps even sometimes predict, what is in the future for mankind. I forever remain optimistic about the future for all, and our planet.

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

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SIX BULLETS – 2012

This is the BEST “John Klod Van Dingle” movie I’ve ever seen.

Director: Ernie Barbarash

Writers: Chad Law, Evan Law

Stars: Jean-Claude Van Damme, Joe Flanigan, Anna-Louise Plowman

Japanese-made according to the IMDb

I didn’t write about the first half of the movie because it was too depressing and gnarly, plus I had really thought that I was going to watch an entire movie like normal people do this time, plus I was really engrossed in it. I failed on that count, starting writing my typical review at the beginning of the last 45 minutes or so. Enjoy my review and the film (or not).

The scene beginning at 1 hour, 18 minutes and 0 seconds in, where she notices her cell door was left open, at 1 hour, 18 minutes and 33 seconds in, I would have written that slightly different. Instead of continuing to walk away to the opposite side of the kitchen, I would have had her turn around quickly, looking like a light-bulb just went on. Then quickly, but tippy-toe (as if she thought someone might hear her “bare feet” walking?), as she goes quickly to the cell door and closes it? Why you might ask? Because her captors would notice the fuckin’ open cell door if they just happen to walk back in the kitchen, duuuuu. Everything else about her silently exploring would remain the same.

As she continues exploring, I’m saying to myself, “Self, where the fuck did everybody go”? Suspenseful for sure anyway.

Sure enough (see first paragraph), at 1 hour, 22 minutes and 29 seconds in, a bad dude notices the open cell door….had she closed it, it would have bought her a little more time to do some more exploring, especially since another dude had a sudden hunch and opened the weird door looking for whatever. She did a smart thing there I suppose.

Right at 1 hour, 27 minutes and 6 seconds, I said to myself, “Self, why the fuck did the bad dudes NOT have at least one look-out in that fucking guard-tower”?

Really quick, but good “Gunfight at the OK Corral” beginning at 1 hour, 30 minutes and 16 seconds in. Oh, and all those security cameras they showed earlier? Of course, we all knew that the bad dudes were watching every move the parents of the girl had been making, right?

That leads us to…..the “Gunfight at the OK Corral Two” beginning at 1 hour, 34 minutes and 14 seconds in. Awesome shit here folks, and I mean that in a good way. I’d say, the body count is up to maybe 20 now? Awesome. I love how the Van Dingle dude nonchalantly does a single-handed, one-juggle flip of that little rocket, hahaha.

Beginning at 1 hour, 34 minutes and 14 seconds in, NOW the fucking idiot puts people in the guard towers! (see paragraph 4). Had he originally had guards in those towers, the parent’s car would have been spotted a half hour earlier, duuuuuuu. This dude can’t win for losing! Hahaha!

The telephone conversation scene beginning at 1 hour, 35 minutes and 24 seconds, shows the acting talent of the actor that portrays the Russian Oligarch dude “Stelu”, played by Mark Lewis. Great characterization, great acting as far as I’m concerned.

A great scene beginning at 1 hour, 38 minutes and 59 seconds in, really shows just how good the screenwriting is, where the writers tie the Ukrainian girl in to a really dark spot, where the girl describes how her younger sister was used to fake the death of the American girl. There are so many really well-written, dialogued, and acted scenes. I just picked one earlier with the Russian Oligarch scene, now this one. One would think that the tide may be turning in favor of the bad pimp dude.

THE DUDE CUT OFF HER FUCKING FINGER!

Had to get in one last extremely quick, “Gunfight at the OK Corral Three” beginning at 1 hour, 43 minutes and 43 seconds in, with the Calvary to the rescue. Overall, a really bad last half-hour for the bad pimp dude, hahaha. Great end for that asshole, and it IS a well scripted surprise, or at least happening so quick, that you didn’t have time to foresee the Ukrainian girl grabbing the gun before he did. BRAVO, Well written. For her, “Revenge IS Sweet”.

4-1/2 Stars out of 5. I only dropped that half of a star because there were a few scenes that I had mentioned earlier that I would have made a few alterations to. A great movie, full of suspense, several “Gunfights at the OK Corral”, explosions, great screenplay/script, great direction, great overall job by many different disciplines, shot on location at a Ukrainian town near you. Clever in a corny sort of way, the main character is called, The Butcher” in when he’s not butchering up some bad dudes, he works in a “Butcher Shop”.

Many favorite lines in this movie. This is one of my favorites, I”m just glad you finally called the police”

Overall as I previously rated it, I do highly recommend this movie that never got the right kind of promotion here in Hollyweird, because of who owns and runs the film industry, probably went straight to DVD, a fucking shame, how this film was shunned.

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THE COURIER – 2012 – A must see movie!

THE COURIER – 2012

Link to the movie on YouTube is at the end of this review

From Wikipedia:

The Courier is a 2012 American direct-to-video action film directed by Hany Abu-Assad and produced by Michael Arata, starring Jeffrey Dean Morgan as a courier who specializes in delivering high-risk packages.

DIRECT TO VIDEO! WHAT THE FUCK? Something REALLY fucked up here, because this movie was awesome, and Oscar worthy. Oh, I know why. Because it wasn’t made or supported by the powers in control of “Hollywood”, you know, the Zebraists!! Another reason the Zebraists turned their backs on this film back in 2012 is because the Director, Hany Abu-Assad (Arabic: هاني أبو أسعد‎; born 11 October 1961) is a Dutch-Palestinian film director who received two Academy Award nominations: in 2006 for his film Paradise Now, and again in 2013 for his film Omar. HE’S NOT A ZEBRAIST! From Production through Advertising through Film Distribution all the way to the Major Theatre Chains and so-called Professional Movie Critics, ALL controlled by the Zebraists! FUCK THEM! This was an awesome movie!

Cast:

Jeffrey Dean Morgan as “The Courier”/ Sivle
Mickey Rourke as Maxwell
Josie Ho as Anna
Til Schweiger as Agent Lispy
Lili Taylor as Mrs Capo
Miguel Ferrer as Mr Capo
Mark Margolis as Stitch
Alec Rayme as The Kidnapper

Reception:

Robert Kolarik of the San Antonio Express-News wrote that the film start off well but loses its way once it starts to fill in the courier’s back story. Gabe Toro of Indiewire rated it D+ and wrote that the film “almost seems embarrassed by its content”. Tyler Foster of DVD Talk rated it 1.5/5 stars and wrote, “The Courier is a tired thriller, filled with tired actors playing tired characters, wrapped up in a tired story.” Gordon Sullivan of DVD Verdict called it “a thoroughly average B-action-thriller” of interest only to Morgan’s fans.

WHAT FUCKING MORONS! THE PROFESSIONAL MOVIE CRITICS WERE JUST WRONG. EITHER HAD THEIR HEADS UP THEIR ASSHOLES, OR DIDN’T LIKE NOT BEING PAID FOR A REAL MOVIE REVIEW. SHAME ON THEM!

From Arclight Films Website:

A million bucks, just to deliver a briefcase…

The catch is delivering it to a killer as elusive as a nightmare and so feared the entire Underworld trembles at the mention of his name.

But THE COURIER (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) is no ordinary carrier. In a business that asks no questions he’s the best there is, and with the life of his only friend held to ransom there’s no way he’s missing the drop, come hell or high water.

Hounded by hitmen and hustlers, double dealing feds and double crossing accomplices, the Courier embarks on an impossible search for the bogeyman of the underworld, a search that unravels his own murky past.

And if he ever makes the drop, the best in the business at finding people will discover why it’s so tough to find the best at making them disappear.

My own list of credits taken from the film itself:

Director: Hany Abu-Assad

Produced By: Gary Hamilton & Mike Gabrawy

Producer: Conroy Chan

Producers: RC Everbeck, Dale Poniewwaz

Executive Producers: Carsten Lorenz, Andrew Ooi, Jason Hewitt, Avram Butch Kaplan, Victor Syrmis, Jeffrey Kranzdorf, Ryan Gilbert, Wai But Tang, Michael Arata, John Calhoun, Patrick Calhoun, Will French, Stephen Roberts, Todd R. Slack,

Co-Executive Producers: Jon Scanlon, Stuart Sutherland, Michael Leow

Associate Producers: John Kim, Brian Beckmann

Co-Producers: Joel Morrish, Robert Orr

Writers: Pete Dris & Brannon Coombs

REVIEW BY DR. SAXE, DD, RSISHE

First of all, the dude that uploaded this movie, kirov2000, to YouTube deserves some kind if award, like “Best YouTube Movie Upload Ever” award. It was the highest resolution ever so far, and excellent sound. Bravo to the dude that uploaded this!

This scene from 23 minutes and 30 seconds to 25 minutes and 58 seconds, into the movie, is in itself an Oscar winning scene. In fact, it was slightly hard to choose between four or five other scenes. That’s how frickin good this movie is.

This is such an amazing thing written and acted in the movie. We see the transition of “The Courier”, the main character, wonderfully portrayed by Jeffrey Dean Morgan where the “Courier” instantly transitions from this hard-core dude with no outward displays of humor, empathy, love, etcetera, into this new dude, that is suddenly exuding the first sign of emotion, and the audience would be having difficulty trying to figure out what that emotion was. Was it love? Was it because right at that moment, he had an enormous Woodie? That transitions in the “Smell of your perfume” bit from “Love” or “Horniness”, into perhaps the perfume reminded him of a woman that he loved a long time ago, and THAT makes you think that perhaps that love of his life was dead, which turned him into a almost zombie-like unfeeling dude.

That’s it. That’s as far as I’ve gone in the movie so far, 25 minutes. So, excuse me while I go watch some more. I’ll possibly be stopping again somewhere in movie to write some more.

I have not started the movie again yet. I went outside to have a smoke, and I began talking to myself, out loud that is. That’s when I transitioned from slightly stoned, too really stoned. Everything I thought, i.e., every thought was being verbalized. Even my last utterance “Out Loud” was, ” That’s when I transitioned from slightly stoned, too really stoned. Everything I thought, i.e., every thought was being verbalized. FUCK! Now I can watch more of the movie, maybe the entire movie. Except the funny feeling that I’m going to be stopping again to write about another 28 seconds of the movie. I’ll be back. Then I look down on the floor alongside the couch here and see my can of Dos XX that I forgot all about. Josie Ho, the actress in that scene that plays Anna, just 5 seconds of her thoughts/emotions went from a sort of, oh well, to a sudden empathy or compassion as she all of a sudden offered to help him with his wound. That five seconds alone was played so well, she deserves an Oscar, as well as the Director, Hany Abu Assad, for that entire scene (and the movie), as he was able to give direction to the two actors in that scene, as a direct and accurate interpretation of the screenwriter’s (story originator) intention for the characters emotional transitions. Which means that the screenwriters Pete Dris & Brannon Coombs both deserve an Oscar, and if they were just screenwriters interpreting from someone else’s novel, or story, THAT dude deserves a Pulitzer Prize AND an Oscar.

This dude the “Courier” is a fucking MacGyver in the interrogation scene when the fat deputy leaves the room.

44 minutes and 44 seconds in is the next contender for “Best Scene” Oscar. Where Ana (Josie Ho) comes in saying, ” I can’t find Stitch”. In the scene we see the “Courier” (Jeffrey Dean Morgan) tell her that Stitch is dead, just with the tiny changes in his facial expressions. Superb acting! All I have to say about this scene is “a kiss out of compassion, not sexual at all” how well performed and how real that kiss is, .

That dude the “Courier” is a Sherlock Holmes and the original writer/story teller is a frickin William Shakespeare. Oh, and my “Open Face Peanut Butter & Jelly Sandwich” which I just invented is awesome. Like Pancakes or Waffles with PBJ smeared on heavy, only it’s just two slices of un-toasted bread. I need to add this to my book, “Gourmet Recipes for the Toothless”.

Here’s the clincher for the Pulitzer Prize for the writer. Beginning at 1 hour, 18 minutes and 15 seconds into the film, where the “Courier” and the audience receives the revelation at the same time. “Evil Sivle” spelled backwards is “Elvis Live”.

More “Executive Producers, Co-Producers, Producers, and Associate Producers than Campbell’s has “Soups”.

A most bizarre but wonderful experience tonight, taking 3 hours and 45 minutes to watch a movie that’s an hour and a half long. Tomorrow night I’m going to watch it again. This time all the way through without stopping.

THE END

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Strain: ENSENADA SMOOTHIE, Harvested June 2019 (My own strain. Yes. I was slightly stoned when I wrote this review, HAHAHAHAHAHA)

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Ants! The strongest little critters on our planet

Ants. We have ants, teeny-tiny ones. Not a huge infestation, like they are going to carry away your refrigerator, but just enough to be an occasional nuisance, scrambling around hither and thither on the kitchen counter mostly by the sink.

This morning I was taking my meds and I noticed one single solitary ant, in the cupboard, way up high where I keep my multiple bottles of my meds. I guess what you would call this little fellow an expeditionary scout/explorer type.

It started me thinking, now this little bugger is the equivalent of a zillion miles away from home, like from Planet Krypto, so he’s a zillion miles away from the other sixty-ka-zillion of his family, buddies, and all the others. Just how in the fuck does that single solitary ant find his way back from here to tell everyone that he/she has found my Hershey’s Dark Chocolate Bars? And, why the fuck am I still up at 5:52AM writing about this single solitary ant in the first place? Do they somehow communicate by mental telepathy? Or scream at a pitch that humans can’t hear?

Think about it for a minute. If left alone, that single solitary ant will either travel all those zillions of miles back home, or send out a telepathic message, or scream loud enough for all the other ants to hear? Because if that happens (and it always does) you eventually see first ten to twenty more, then thirty more, and then, if left long enough to their incredible ways, your bar of Hershey’s Dark Chocolate disappears, wrapper and all.

How do I know this? I watched them over a period of four weeks slowly move a dead spider on the window sill, a thousand times larger then them, over to the tiniest of cracks in the corner of the window, and over the six-week period, bit by bit, they totally dismantled the spider and carried the now microscopic bits and pieces through the tiny crack and home from there. It all started with one single solitary ant, an expeditionary explorer/scout type ant. Amazing!

The ant, and my brain. Get that first bugger, and any other expeditionary scout/explorers that appear early on (there’s always at least ten more that show up, probably guided by that mental telepathy or high-pitched screaming I mentioned earlier. I need to buy some ant traps I keep telling myself. I also need to go to bed. Just before I woke up this morning, I had this eerie sensation of a hundred kazillion tiny little ants, lifting my body off my bed and hauling me away. Just a dream of course.

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Help!!!! I’m Drownnnnnnning!!!

Brain & Eye, working together

I ripped this Meme off of farcecrap tonight and I’m posting the “Comment” I wrote to the original poster person……..Thought it was funny, the Meme and my comment.

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LMAO because at very first glance, enhanced by some really good cannabis, you are focused on the dude first, to see who the lucky fucker was to get a babe to give him :mouth-to-mouth” resuscitation, and less than a fly-fart later as you are still reading and get to…”the girl on the right”, the “it’s” right before it isn’t even recognized UNTIL you SEE the babe on the right, trying to suck the life out of him while the first babe is trying to blow life saving air IN to him. Hahahahahahahahahaha P. S. Isn’t it interesting how the Brain & the Eye work together? In my case, my eye caught the babe on the left first, nano-second later, the dude, nano-second later as my Brain was analyzing the words, “the girl on the right” and I realized there were TWO babes in the picture.

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Castiac Inn? Never again!

THIS POST STARTED OUT AS CELLPHONE TEXT MESSAGING

From Tom to Michelle:
9:55pm. Decided to stay at the Castaic Inn down the road

From Michelle to Tom:
Oh wow I almost suggested it
The sign says Jacuzzi tubs in the rooms…lol

From Tom to Michelle:
False advertising. Got here at 9pm, lady said pool & spa is open till 9:30. Put on trunks (didn’t take long to put my “stuff” in the room). Pool right across the parking lot from my room. My magnetic key card and the night desk clerk’s card would not unlock the gate. She calls the maintenance dude. He unlocks said gate.

So, here I go. Stick my right foot in. Ice cold. I actually, after a long day, said “FUCKKKKKK!” out loud. Walk over to the Spa. Stick my left foot in. Another LOUD, “FUCKKKKKKKKKKK!” I walked up to this little bullet-proof window, you know, the window with the tray to exchange money for room card late at night.

Now, the night clerk gal seemed pleasant enough and the maintenance dude was nice. With patience, I told this gal, “I don’t blame you, so don’t take this personal. Please tell the owners of this property that it is inexcusable NOT to inform guests that your “Spa” is not working, and the pool is cold enough for Walleyes to spawn”. Additionally, I told her to tell the owners that I expect to get some sort of remuneration for the false advertising.

The funniest part of this whole story is that the desk clerk had two separate opportunities to inform me of the non-working equipment. First, when I called to confirm the room, and second, when I checked in. What she said when I was at the little window was, “Spa is “Under Construction”. I’m sure what she meant was the Spa and Pool hadn’t worked in years. I actually found reviews dating as far back as 2007, complaining of the non-functionality of the Jacuzzi and Pool.

Also just as hilarious was the maintenance dude opening the gate for me and not warning me that the water was only fit for fish out of Icelandic waters, Hahahaha. He had to be thinking to himself, “Look at this crazy old fart, boy is he in for a surprise”………I think I just wrote a new blog post, Hahahaha.

Postscript:

The owner of this fine establishment is a fellow by the name of Paul Patel. He also owns the Travelodge in Canyon Country, California, south of here near Valencia. I’m at this very moment going to see if I can reach him by phone.

661-993-5228 Paul Patel Cell Phone, left message

The Patel surname is most commonly of Indian origin. It comes from the Gujarati language, an Indo-European language spoken in the western Indian state of Gujarat.

The Hindu name originally translated as “headman” or “village chief.” It can also mean “farmer” from the Gujarati word pat or patlikh, for the owner/tenant of a piece of land. Patel can also be a nickname meaning “little head.” It stems from the word “pate” (head) and “-el” (little).

Patel is one of the most common surnames in India. It is also a very popular in Great Britain, the United States, and Canada. The surname has also been modified to “Patil,” which is found more commonly in the Portuguese regions of India.

While we are waiting for the owner dude to return my call, here’s some real bullshit from an article, “A Patel Motel Cartel?

By TUNKU VARADARAJAN July 4, 1999, published in the New York Times magazine

”You must know the ancient Sanskrit phrase, Atithi devo bhava — The guest is God.’ Hospitality is in our culture,” he told me. ”It comes naturally to us. It is inherent in the nature of the Indian. It is natural for us to be in the lodging sector.” If that is so, I asked, how was it that hardly any of these people ran hotels before they came to America? ”It’s all about opportunity and example,” Rama replied sagely, starting into a speech about hard work.

It’s now a few nights later as I finish this post. Mr. Patel returned my call the same day that I called and left him a voicemail. Let me first say, that in spite of the issues I spoke with him about, he was very nice to talk to. He listened, and at the end of our discussion (mostly one-sided, me), he agreed to refund 50% of what I paid for the one night stay. I still will not stay their again, but I do like the fact that Mr. Patel did not interrupt or brow-beat me. He did offer a few lame excuses.

Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

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One lucky sperm equals a 54 year old child

I just turned 70 a short time ago. I’m sharing this short story on FarceCrap in hopes that by doing so, I might be able to locate the person, (not sure if the person is male or female), that I fathered 54 years ago. I was 16 and the girl was 17. I wish I could remember her name.

We met via my foster-brother, Marvin Jenkins. Marvin introduced me to her because she was infatuated with him, and he thought he could pass her off to me. I guess she bothered him whenever he was working at a Piggly Wiggly grocery store in South Minneapolis. Marvin was about 19, and engaged to be married, so I could see how he wanted to introduce me to her.

Let’s call her “Susie”. Well, to make this a short story, Susie and I hit it off, instantly. The next day I was invited over to her house to listen to 45’s, smoke some weed, and mess around. Very quickly, we were naked in her bed and making love. Being my first time, (yes, I was a virgin), I came so fast, I didn’t think I had inserted my penis yet, and it was a huge load.

Well, I guess our bodies were close enough that some of those sperm made it to their target. All it takes is one. I remember Susie was really wet at the time, so I suppose those little tadpoles had a pretty good stream to swim up. Before I forget, Susie”s parents were on a six week vacation in Europe at the time.

We did not continue to pursue a relationship after that day, I guess because I disappointed her? Her parents came home the following week, and when I tried to contact her, her parents refused to even let me talk to her on the phone.

About 6 weeks passed, and I finally went to Susie’s house. Her father answered the door, told me to leave. Two days later, I found out why I was not allowed to see her. I spoke to her best friend (can’t remember her name either). This friend of Susie’s said, “Well, I’m not supposed to tell anybody, especially you, she’s pregnant. Her parents are strict Catholics. They sent Susie to a Catholic Home for Pregnant Girls, somewhere in Canada. The baby will be adopted, at her parent’s request”.

I never spoke to Susie again. Over the past 54 years, I have had so many different thoughts regarding this experience. If it was me, it was close to an immaculate conception, as far as my “Rocket Man with a Very Short Fuse” performance. Or, what if it was some other kid that got lucky? Or, what if it was Marvin, my foster-brother, after all, Susie was like, “Movie Starlet” beautiful. She was a real sexpot, i.e., liked sex. If you knew her, you might agree that I was seduced by an “Older” woman (one year older, hahahaha).

Over the many years, my ego has convinced me that I’m the one. I’m the father of a 54 year old man or woman who has no idea who their (his or her) biological father is. If Susie is still alive, she probably doesn’t know who the adoptive parents are. That’s how those Catholic homes for pregnant girls worked. If you were giving up your baby for adoption, you were not allowed to know anything about the adoptive parents or their arrangment with the Nuns at the Catholic Home for Pregnant Girls.

Susie, if you are still alive, and if I’m really the father of our child, please know that you both have been in my heart and on my mind for 54 years. Had I been allowed to be the “Father”, I would have loved and cared for the both of you.

If by some remote chance you are a 54 year old person that found out you were adopted, and some part of this short story rings a bell, let me know. It’s probably a 1% chance that you and “Susie” found each other somehow. That’s the only way you would know about me, if your mother had told you this story. There’s a 99% chance that I will never know the answer to this short story. I wonder sometimes.

Peace & Abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

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STUDY WAR NO MORE!

“The Lady Marion and the Prince of Sarcootchka”

Definitely for the Big Screen, this story is about “Prince” Andre and the beautiful, exotic “Lady” Marion, who meet at a yacht party, at the Cannes Film Festival. Prince Andre is from a small almost unknown little country that used to be part of the former USSR. The beautiful “Marion” is a definite Southern California girl, with her gorgeous long reddish-blond hair, beautiful long legs, and striking blue eyes.

The first night they meet, the prince gets a BJ in one of the yacht’s VIP cabins. Hot and heavy, the romance begins. The following night, after a romantic dinner, the beautiful “Lady Marion” takes it in her “back door” doggy style, in his penthouse at the “Hôtel Majestic Barri”. Are they falling in love already? Maybe.

Another BJ, this time it’s around two in the afternoon in the privacy of the Prince’s beach cabana. Anyway, we sort of discover why Marion isn’t having vaginal sex with Prince Andre, “Darling, I am still a virgin, and I am saving that for marriage, you know, for whomever my future husband is going to be”. Andre understands, and is OK with her incredible BJ’s, and her tight little butt hole. , anal sex is quite common in many different cultures, ask my Persian friends. We find out the real reason why Marion was “saving herself” for her wedding night much later in the story.

After the film festival, Marion heads back home to her townhome in Brentwood, California, and her job as an assistant for a well-known Hollywood Entertainment Attorney. Prince Andre heads back to Sarcootchka, and the vast estate where he lives in a fairly large house about a quarter of a mile from the enormous almost castle-like home of his parents.

Prince Andre and Marion talk at least two or three times a day/night. With them being a half a world apart, sometimes they are on the phone at two in the morning (California time), and sometimes vice versa. Surprising to his friends and family, AND her friends (her parents are deceased), no close family…..the two of them continue their long-distance relationship and continual communication by telephone, texting, and also growing use of face-to-face on Skype for five months.

The five months since that first meeting in Cannes has gone by quickly. They are finally going to see each other again. This time, in Maui where the Sarcootchka Royal Family own a vacation home on the beach.

The most direct flight for the prince’s private jet is east from Sarcootchka across Russia and China directly to the Pacific, and Maui, but in this instance, he flew to California (LAX) to pick up his Lovely Lady Marion, and then back west to Maui.

What an exciting time for them both during their flight to Maui. What a wonderful vacation trip for an excited Marion……and a long BJ for Prince Andre somewhere about half-way to Maui.

Now in Maui, Prince Andre and Marion have a wonderful time, doing what people do when on vacation. One night, while sitting on the beach in the moonlight, listening to the gentle breaking of the waves, Prince Andre reveals a huge, single solitaire twelve Carat Diamond Engagement ring and proposes to Marion.

Not a surprise, really, but Marion although excited, but reluctant, tells the prince that she DOES want to say yes, but needed a little time, a day, maybe a few days? Prince Andre, although frustrated, understands Marion’s emotional answer. “Back door/Doggy Style” on a moon-lit beach ends the scene, fading to a close-up shot of a huge, beautiful moon with faint sounds of love-groans in the background.

Continued display of femininity mixed with a little fear and a sudden dose of masculine rage the next day. “My Lovely Marion”, as Prince Andre calls her, is alone for a bit in the morning as the prince has left for a meeting with some business types associated with his various activities in Hawaii.

It’s 11 in the morning, Maui time, and Marion is on Skype with her closest “Gal Pal”, “Johnnie” in Los Angeles. In the beginning of the video call, Marion tells her best friend about the prince’s marriage proposal. “Girl, I am so happy, and so proud of you!”, Johnnie says, she continues, “Does he know?”. Marion responds nervously, “Noooo, he doesn’t know or even suspect…..I’ve been too afraid to tell him. Johnnie, slowly, thinking, then says, ” You know, girl…..you HAVE to tell him at some point….What if he wants children?”…Marion, with a few tears forming, “I KNOW I KNOW, that’s part of my dilemma…..he’s talked about wanting children someday….especially a little baby boy…..to be the next “Crown Prince”.

Of course, we ALL are curious now. Just what is going on? OK we are thinking. Marion is unable to bear children, so what? Johnnie says, “If you love him, you HAVE to tell him…..it’s time to fess up lady, you should have told him a long time ago”. “TELL HIM WHAT?!!”, Marion bursts out with frustration and slight sampling of “Her” masculine anger, “that I can’t have his children?”. “I told him in the beginning, that I was “saving” my virginity, hoping that he was the type that didn’t want kids”.

The audience, all of us, are still unaware of the real reason Marion can’t have children. Is it some medical reason, like many women suffer from, like issues with her ovaries? We soon find out.

Prince Andre returns to the house around 6:00 PM, and they drive over to his favorite Sushi place, Morimoto’s . As they are smiling, talking about everything BUT the big question in his mind, that he is expecting her to answer, he patiently does not bring it up at dinner. There are a few children there with their parents, and we see Andre glance over at the two young children, a little boy about six, and a little girl around four. As he glances over at them with a look that says, “Someday”. He is reminded of the times when his parents, King Gustaf and Queen Victorina of Sarcootchka talked about the day when the castle would be filled with the sounds of little princes and princesses running around. Like any parents, they envisioned having grandchildren someday.

After dinner, we find Prince Andre and Lady Marion sitting on the beach again, in the exact same spot where he proposed to her. It’s a beautiful evening, with the same full moon, slight breeze, sounds of the waves splashing on the shore, and a few birds of some kind, singing in the distance.

“Here we go”, Marion says. “I have an answer for you sweetheart, but first I have something I have to tell you. If you still want me after that, I will say yes”.

The prince, is patient, and does NOT say a word, as “His Lovely Marion” begins, with a blunt as blunt can be, “Sweetheart, my darling Andre…..I used to be a man”, (there is no change of expression on the Prince’s face). I have gone through years of gender-change operations and procedures, along with female enhancing hormone drugs to help with the changes.

Although I have been avoiding normal vaginal sex with you, it’s not because I was saving my “virginity” for some high and mighty moral reason. I have no ovaries, never had them. I don’t have a normal female vagina, although I do have a little vagina-like pocket of fleshiness that the wonderful doctors made using a little left-over penis and scrotum flesh. It somewhat feels real, it just doesn’t go anywhere. Small little “pussy” that will accept about three inches. I was afraid to tell you”.

“Stop…stop. You need say no more”, Andre says. “I DON’T CARE! I LOVE YOU! I love the beautiful person that I have come to know. I love YOU, not who or what you were before”…

Marion interrupts, “What about children? I have totally sunken THAT boat for you”. Andre hugs Marion at that point, and whispers in “her” ear, “We can adopt if YOU want….all I know is that I am in love with you, and I want to spend the rest of my life, with you”. Andre reaches into his pocket and pulls out that huge rock of a diamond again, “Will you marry me?”….”Yes, Andre, I will”, as a camera shot of a close-up of the moon ends this short story….For now.

Peace & Abide,

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SICARIO

SICARIO is a Mexican term for hit-man, deriving from the Hebrew word “Siqariqim” a radical splinter group of Jewish Zealots, who operated during the time of Jesus and after to expel Roman rule from the province of Judea (knives/daggers their main weapon by the way). How about we train all the “Gun-Loving” White Supremacists to train capable, volunteer, Palestinians (and others) to professionally handle SNIPER RIFLES.

Train five thousand teams of snipers plus their spotters (10,000 experts) and send them back to Gaza and anywhere else in the world where they are needed. For Palestine you could mix the teams up all along the Gaza border, have them “Shoot & Disappear” countless times, never staying in one place, until the world recognizes that the Zionists need to be scattered to the wind, perhaps bringing real peace and an end to Zionism.

I suppose you could call it a “Revolution” or “Anarchy” if you want to, but it may very well be the catalyst that defeats the NWO, transforming the world into the NEW AGE ORDER.

Just a thought. We could call them the UNITED SICARIO FRONT (USF) as part of the PEACEMAKERS OF PLANET EARTH (POPE). Trained, yet peace-loving, the USF are against war, against killing innocent men women and children, and are only sent out against the war-mongering.

Peace & abide,

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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WE ARE ALL LUCKY TO BE ALIVE

I was doing some shopping the other day at the local Walmart. While shopping, I twice came upon a woman shopping with her 5 kids. Nothing strange about her really, but I couldn’t help seeing the difference in the five kids. Continue reading WE ARE ALL LUCKY TO BE ALIVE

My favorite patio chair versus “Boxer Shorts”

How many of you have a favorite patio chair? When I had the beach house, I had a fairly nice patio chair that I covered, (completely) with an old Sheep-Skin Seat Cover from one of my old Mercedes When the kids were over with five or ten of their friends, they knew to warn their friends NOT to sit in Dad’s Chair. If I happen to be in the house and come back out, like from taking a leak or something, MY chair was supposed to be empty and available at all times. Continue reading My favorite patio chair versus “Boxer Shorts”

US Army General Whistle Blower Reveals Facts of 9/11 World Trade Center/Pentagon Attacks – Interview by Kate Johnston

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Albert “Bert” Newton Stubblebine III (February 6, 1930 – February 6, 2017 (aged 87) was a United States Army major general whose active duty career spanned 32 years. Beginning as an armor officer, he later transferred to intelligence. Continue reading US Army General Whistle Blower Reveals Facts of 9/11 World Trade Center/Pentagon Attacks – Interview by Kate Johnston

ALL LIES MATTER!!

“A decent person apologizing is like a fresh spring breeze, compared to the excuse-filled bullshit that comes from a selfish person’s mouth” – Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD

Selfish person’s mouth? Or how about in Trump’s case, someone with NPD, (Narcissistic Personality Disorder)” Lack of truth without an apology, let alone remorse

Howdy folks, this bit of info from the Mayo Clinic is Trump! 8 months until his Impeachment is my guess. What’s the Vegas Odds right now?

FROM THE MAYO CLINIC: Narcissistic personality disorder is one of several types of personality disorders. Personality disorders are conditions in which people have traits that cause them to feel and behave in socially distressing ways, limiting their ability to function in relationships and other areas of their life, such as work or school.

If you have narcissistic personality disorder, you may come across as conceited, boastful or pretentious. You often monopolize conversations. You may belittle or look down on people you perceive as inferior. You may feel a sense of entitlement — and when you don’t receive special treatment, you may become impatient or angry. You may insist on having “the best” of everything — for instance, the best car, athletic club or medical care.

At the same time, you have trouble handling anything that may be perceived as criticism. You may have secret feelings of insecurity, shame, vulnerability and humiliation. To feel better, you may react with rage or contempt and try to belittle the other person to make yourself appear superior. Or you may feel depressed and moody because you fall short of perfection.

Many experts use the criteria in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-5), published by the American Psychiatric Association, to diagnose mental conditions. This manual is also used by insurance companies to reimburse for treatment.

DSM-5 criteria for narcissistic personality disorder include these features:

1. Having an exaggerated sense of self-importance

2. Expecting to be recognized as superior even without achievements that warrant it

3. Exaggerating your achievements and talents

4. Being preoccupied with fantasies about success, power, brilliance, beauty or the perfect mate

5. Believing that you are superior and can only be understood by or associate with equally special people

6. Requiring constant admiration

7. Having a sense of entitlement

8. Expecting special favors and unquestioning compliance with your expectations

9. Taking advantage of others to get what you want

10. Having an inability or unwillingness to recognize the needs and feelings of others

11. Being envious of others and believing others envy you

12.Behaving in an arrogant or haughty manner

Although some features of narcissistic personality disorder may seem like having confidence, it’s not the same. Narcissistic personality disorder crosses the border of healthy confidence into thinking so highly of yourself that you put yourself on a pedestal and value yourself more than you value others.

April 14, 2017: After reading this again 2 days later, I had a thought that I thought I should add the following thought, so let me add that thought, at the end here to tie that thought to my opening thoughts….”Think about that one for a moment”.

Number 13: For sure you will hardly ever hear of a narcissistic person apologizing in a sincere fashion, i.e., Don’t expect Trump or anyone like him, to apologize for anything.

Conclusions:

Some careers or jobs that are not a good fit for a Narcissistic person:

1. President of the United States
2. Dictators or similar
3. Any other high-ranking government official that is publicly voted into office, or appointed by the POTUS
4. All high-ranking military positions, Generals, etceteras.
5. Any high-ranking CEO’s etceteras, of publicly traded companies
6. Police officers
7. Priests, pastors, nuns, rabbis, televangelists
8. Teachers, including Sunday School
9. Car Salesmen
10. DMV clerks

My suggestion is to have a simple screening done, sorta like a pee test for drug use, to determine if you are plagued by the narcissisticititiupyourasshole bug. If you are a person with NPD, (Narcissistic Personality Disorder)”, sorry, I don’t even want you cooking my cheeseburger for me at McDonald’s, let alone with your finger on the Nuclear Button.

Think about all the people you HAVE come across, politicians, others like police officers who are supposed to “Protect and Serve”, that suffer with this particular mental disorder. Then think about throwing some of our federal budget dollars at helping to find a cure this horrible disorder.

It reminds me of an old poem, “For want of a nail, the shoe was lost”, only in the opposite direction, i.e., from the top down.

Dr. T. C. Saxe, DD, RSISHE

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Horribly censored movie on VICELAND tonight, April 1st, 2017………..”I have to buy this one, let me splain…….”

This is NOT a movie review. It is my description of a phenomenon that has occurred to me many, many times while watching a movie on TV, while stoned. The phenomenon has been resolved tonight, and I am very much encouraged to go out and buy this movie, (or to buy it online).

Continue reading Horribly censored movie on VICELAND tonight, April 1st, 2017………..”I have to buy this one, let me splain…….”

I think it’s time to stop taking PROZAC!

Maybe I need Lithium instead of Prozac. Can you distinguish between a genuine cry for help and a plea for attention. Can anyone relate to any of this? Or does a person also have to be just as crazy to figure this all out. First of all, this is not what we call, a pity party. To sit here and write about my own experiences is not trying to pry pity from uncaring hearts.

Continue reading I think it’s time to stop taking PROZAC!

A writer is…….

A writer is……

What is “Writing” and what is “Creative” writing? Since our species first uttered it’s first “Ugghh” (possibly in exclaiming a pleasure now known as an orgasm), we grunted, uttered, and eventually we were speaking words, and then eventually short sentences. That was the very first form of communication for mankind.

Continue reading A writer is…….

FAUX NEWS – NEWS FLASH NOVEMBER 17, 2016, 8:35 AM (PST)

FAUX NEWS – NEWS FLASH

News flash! Police attack dogs are trampled on by a protester’s three-legged horse at the Dakota Access Pipeline demonstration near the Sitting Stone Indian Reservation. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the five dogs escaped serious injury, but had to be taken to a nearby animal shelter for treatment. Sadly, the employees misunderstood the situation, and quickly euthanized the poor little doggies instead.

Chief Black Bird Shitting On A Fence Post of the Sitting Stone Sioux Tribe, regretted that his horse had gone a few steps too far, in fact, his horse took several hundred stomping steps to save itself from the vicious attack dogs, in spite of having only three legs. The police officers involved watched helplessly. Thank God they didn’t try to shoot the horse, or Chief Black Bird Shitting on a Fence Post.

Lessons learned, don’t sic your fucking attack dogs on a three-legged horse named Lucky, and next time, take your injured dog’s to an animal “hospital”, not an animal “shelter”.

“Reporting from Sitting Stone, North Dakota, this is your dudely news dude Tom, Mary, back to you in the studio”.

We finally have the website for the FUTURIST PARTY up and running

http://www.futuristpartyofamerica.org/

TRUMP WINS!!!!!

IT’S FINALLY OVER, AND A HHUUUGGGGE SURPRISE!

Here’s my first blow-by-blow narration with opinion. This was fun. Keep in mind that it is mostly unedited at this point. I am going to add it as a post and separate page on my website, tcdblog.net

It was as if Trump was the prostitute, and Hillary was the “John”, took the money and ran out of the hotel room without fucking anybody” – Dr. T. C. Saxe

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!

I can’t believe how close it is right now at 7:25pm (Arizona time). Trump and Clinton, neck in neck, like a Turd race. Each turd trying to cross the finish line first, to be proclaimed the biggest turd of all.

Which turd will end up being the larger of the two turds? Let us wait, anxiously, and see. Listening to CNN tonight really makes it sound like a Horse (strike thru) Turd Race.

What is the mood over here? Slight buzz, (2 hits off the bong), check back often. 7:34pm

7:52pm…….They are talking about Florida at the moment. That blow-by-blow presentation by John King with Wolff Blitzer, is the best, really like listening to a 6 hour horse race, whoops, I meant Turd race. Another hit, gotta reload.

What’s amazing to me is how many old fart in Florida are voting for Trump. Obviously, in ALL the Southern states, Trump is getting all the red-neck, still racist as if it was still the 20th century, vote. The reason Trump is getting most of the red-necked women vote, is because Trump acts and talks like their husbands and boyfriends normally do, wither or not that includes taking it up the ass. 8:17pm

Think about how far we have Cum…………..all over ourselves. Two people, with the worst public love poll numbers, i.e., a lot of people hate BOTH of them equally, end up as the major party nominees for the hardest, most powerful job in the world.

Well, I really can’t imagine that it’s hard for an intelligent dude like Obama. But these two? Yes, sorry to disappoint you folks, but I have to say that both Clinton and Trump have a fair amount of intelligence. Intelligence doesn’t always come along with “Common Sense” however, just saying.

Think about it. The person that SHOULD have been the Democratic nominee for POTUS was Bernie Sanders. How sad it is that our system IS rigged. Clinton took it from Bernie. He knows it, she knows it. Bernie would have beat Trump, everybody knows it.

What the power people didn’t realize was just how strong Trump was going to resound with all the fucking rednecks. Really proves my point about just how REAL, “Racism” is, just like a reality TV show like the……….Wait for it………..APPRENTICE. Hahahahaha.

But not really a laughing matter folks. Racism and bigotry, and hypocrisy still exist. Mentally number people still exist. Is it something in the water we’ve been drinking? Or the beer? Sure as shit isn’t caused by Cannabis. 9:14pm

Even when John breaks it down to the gnats ass, i.e., showing on their magnificent touch screen TV, the breakdown by county, place IN the county, down to the fucking street you live on……

In other words, the pattern that I mentioned before, i.e., the southern states versus the “normal” northern states, liberal versus conservative, now it’s so much detail on the CNN’s screen, almost down to what kind of firearm you carry.

Sure shows the Racism, Bigotry, almost black & white nature of the major northern cities. If you can’t see that you are pretty fucking stupid. Example: When John broke down the various parts of Philadelphia, white neighborhoods versus other parts of the city. 9:49pm

BULLSHIT. What this dude is saying right now. He’s saying that people were just hungry for change. Excuse me! The TURD RACE is not over…..

In other words, don’t dilute what really is happening. It’s TOTALLY RACIAL this time around, and the entire opposite compared to both times Obama won.

Which, almost makes me think that the election is not rigged……Only this time “Whitey” won. The white DUDE won. A complete reversal of fortune, and actually NOT what the power brokers really wanted.

The elite hidden rulers we all hear about, and think that they are rigging everything, including who is chosen, not elected, POTUS, are sitting there right now saying, “We’re fucked. Look at that big turd go!”.

They are referring to………….Wait for it………TRUMP. Imagine how the turd that’s SUPPOSED to win the election feels, “How many people do I need to kill, to get elected” Clinton is saying right now, “I told you we should have pulled the trigger on that asshole yesterday, but you insisted on waiting till that fucking asshole got ahead of me tonight? Fuck You Bill, you fucking prick!!!!!!” 10:11pm

10:37pm Trump is ahead in Arizona, only because there are a lot of old people living in this state. Almost like Florida, a bunch of old fart that wish for Nixon or Reagan again, and mistakenly, votes for the dude with the orange hair. Oh, and if they are old AND white, they are obviously racial, bigoted ass wipes.

And you think it’s because Trump is such a good businessman? Fuck no! It was a WHITEWASH tonight, said by an extremely intelligent black dude, I can’t remember his name, ahhh Van Jones. He basically was saying, almost tearful, what I’ve been saying all night, IT’S RACIAL YOU ASSHOLES!!

When they were comparing Latinos with Blacks, a larger percentage of Latino people voted for Trump. What the……? Trump got more Latinos than everyone thought he was going to get. Maybe, if you think of it, because they are brown, not black? Think about it. The Hispanics like Trump better than they liked that Mormon dude, and mucho better than Hillary. I bet Hillary is saying to Bill right now, “See! I told you 20 years ago we should build a fucking wall!” 11:09pm

Understanding that it IS racial and bigoted, and filled with a lot of the hypocritical extreme religious right, as well as your average fucking Redneck, mixed in with a lot of +55 and older white people. Take some polls now everybody! You will see that Clinton got the majority of Blacks, but still not all, and less Hispanics than she thought she would get.

Trump got the larger percentage of white, racial, bigoted, hypocritical, the older (living in Florida and Arizona), and perhaps the majority of college age male rednecks AND geeks.

The rednecks can’t help it, and the educated ones have been swallowing (could it be tainted water all their lives?) the swill of bigotry and racism all their lives, so what the fuck do you expect?

It’s 11:47pm, and I guess I will wait for the final results, so I can post it on FB. STAY TUNED.

Similar to a blow-by-blow radio broadcast of a boxing championship, I notice that they have left the map, and now instead of continuing to work with the touch screen , they are now discussing Trump and their analysis of his winning, even though he hasn’t been declared the WINNER YET, i.e., and certain positive attributes that the Donald supposedly has?

Unfuckingbelievable!!!!!!

Wolff is looking at the map again. Now they are also starting to visit the two party headquarters, the failing optimism of the Democrats, and the hard-on’s all the rednecks are getting right now.

Back at the touch screen, John is desperately trying to figure out where the fucking votes could still come from to allow Clinton to win. It looks pretty desperate at 11:59pm

At Trump Campaign Headquarters, people are yelling, “LOCK HER UP! LOCK HER UP!LOCK HER UP! Almost like they are yelling, “Off with her head! Off with her head!

At Clinton Campaign Headquarters, John Podesta is saying to the gathered Clintonites, “Good night mother fuckers, we ain’t saying shit until morning”.

CLINTON WILL NOT SPEAK TONIGHT that’s the CNN Headline right now.

In her suite of rooms, right now Hillary is saying, “Bill, where’s that fancy sniper rifle at?”. I really think this is like a coup against the establishment. Also against what the rich FLMF and FRMF wanted.

So, there have been three sides all this time. The rich fuckers who are really trying to control the world, the establishment people, like Clinton, and…………Wait for it……….The racial, bigoted, hypocritical, mostly white, and whole lot white, southern people.

Think about it, take a poll. How many Muslims voted for Trump. How many Texas cowboy type dudes voted Clinton? How many cannabis loving people voted for Trump? (Actually quite a few).

Rednecks smoke it as well as the Nerds, Indians, School teachers, Firemen, Police Officers, Gas Station Attendants, Preachers, Priest’s, Bar Tenders, Butchers, Bakers, and Candlestick Makers…….who aren’t gay, black, or gay black, or even gay of every other color I’m sure…….or who are actually people that have the opposite traits, who care for our planet, our climate, our species, and all the various people of ALL colors who love ALL people.

In other words, the hippies lost, and the rednecks won. Go figure. So give me a room filled with a mixture of people from ALL backgrounds, skin colors, religions, sexual orientation, age, I.Q., break it down to the street I live on, and wither I own a gun or not, and I can GUARANTEE you, that the end result of MY Survey/Poll will show everyone that this time, it WAS all about RACE, BIGOTRY AND HYPOCRISY.

Is this supposed to be part of the evolution of our species? I hope not, because it’s as if we are going backwards this time, instead of forward.

One potential outcome, if Trump is elected POTUS today, (now early morning next day), is that there just may be an increase in black on white, and white on black violence in the future, and that tables have been turned with regard to 50 years of what was, continuing healing of racial wounds and racial feelings.

BIG HEADLINE RIGHT NOW at 12:40am, Wednesday morning,

CLINTON HAS CALLED DONALD TRUMP AND CONCEDED AND CONGRATULATIONS HIM ON WINNING

TRUMP WALKING OUT ON STAGE

Time to write this to FB. but, “Pee and a toke, fart and a smoke, brb”

This blow-by-blow account that I have written can be used by anyone. If it’s a big news company, like CNN, perhaps they can donate towards my new teeth. I’m hoping to get or donations from FB friends and relatives.

1:26am Phoenix Time

END OF STORY, GOOD LUCK EVERYONE, FOR ALL THE PEOPLE THAT LOST, BUY A GUN

“The bigger turd won, oh well, shock and dismay” – Dr. T. C. Saxe (put THAT quote in your pipe and smoke it) Hahahahahahaha

3:07am, Wednesday, November 9, 2016

PEACE. ABIDE

Last words of Hillary, as she’s spanking Bill, “I told you we should have poisoned their fucking wedding cake that day”

5:17am, November 9th, 2016, time to go to bed I think

Strain: Who knows, it’s some old “shake” (about an ounce or so) I found last night, in an old pair of Jack Purcell tennis shoes that I’ve had since Woodstock, got the weed sometime between August 15 to August 18, 1969, and it’s been in those tennis shoes all these years. Whoopee! this is good stuff!

Just had to add this to last night’s post and page:
I NOTICE A DIFFERENCE at 6:06 am on Wednesday, 9 November 2016….. I actually washed my new food processor before the food dried on it. I made THE best pureed food tonight. Recipes to come when I start a……….Wait for it……….”Tom’s Recipe Page”.

Also, tonight, for some reason, I notice that I’m doing other stuff better? The ordinary stuff that was lost when I had my stroke a year and a half ago. It’s as if my writing, as therapy, has been repairing those damaged parts of my brain. Personally, I also think that the medical weed has been helping my brain as well. So when I mention writing, I’m primarily talking to all the people who are suffering from PTSD or a traumatic brain injury. WRITE, IT WORKS!

Final, final thought at 7:00 am: Even though publicly, Charles Koch pretended to be disgusted by Trump, it WAS the KOCH (cock?) Brothers money behind Trumps successful run for POTUS. I assume that the KOCH dudes, and others like them, are not part of the elite group, i.e., the families listed below in order of importance and influence are:

Rothschild (Bauer or Bower)
Bruce
Cavendish (Kennedy)
De Medici
Hanover
Hapsburg
Krupp
Plantagenet
Rockefeller
Romanov
Sinclair (St. Clair)
Warburg (del Banco)
Windsor (Saxe-Coburg-Gothe)

Understand, that the combined wealth of the above families, is so fucking beyond what the Koch Brothers have, it is probably going to be a positive thing to have a Trump presidency anyway, because it was backed by the farther right of far right. Think about it.

UNDERSTAND, THAT IT IS HIGHLY PROBABLE THAT THESE FAMILIES HAVE BEEN RUNNING THINGS FOR DECADES AND DECADES, BUT YOU NOTICE THAT THE NAME “KOCH”IS NOT ON THAT LIST, THINK ABOUT IT

Is Trump the second JFK? Anti-Oligarch, Anti-Military/Industrial Complex? Think about it

NEWSFLASH SOMETIME IN THE NEAR FUTURE: NINJAS ATTACK TRUMP TOWER BOARD ROOM WITH KNOCKOUT GAS, AND PLACES EVERYBODY IN SUGGESTIVELY TERRIBLE SEXUAL POSITIONS, AND GUESS WHAT, IT AIN’T KNOCK OUT GAS, THEY ARE ALL DEAD. HIS ENTIRE CABINET, PLUS A HANDFUL OF OTHER LUCKY REPUBLICAN POLITICIANS, LIKE THE SPEAKER OF THE HOUSE AND SO FORTH (TRUMP JUST HAD TO DISPLAY HIS WEALTH AND POWER AT HIS NEW YORK WHITE HOUSE) THE NEWS REPORTS THAT WHEN THE AUTHORITIES OUTSIDE THE BUILDING FINALLY BUST DOWN THE DOORS OF THE BOARDROOM, THEY DISCOVER THAT THEY ALL POTENTIALLY TOOK THE KOOL-AID, LIKE JONESTOWN, EXCEPT IT’S INTERESTING THAT EVERYBODY IN THE BUILDING DIED FROM THE GAS.(AT LEAST THAT’S HOW IT’S REPORTED) PUTTING THE SENATE AND HOUSE DEMOCRATS IN POWER

Famous new quote, by Bernie Sanders, “I told you so, Ass wipes” – Dr. T. C Saxe

Just had to add this to last night’s post and page:
I NOTICE A DIFFERENCE at 5:53am on Wednesday, 9 November 2016….. I actually washed my new food processor before the food dried on it. I made THE best pureed food tonight. Recipes to come when I start a……….Wait for it……….”Recipe Page”.

Also, tonight, for some reason, I notice that I’m doing stuff better? The ordinary stuff that was lost when I had my stroke a year and a half ago. It’s as if my writing, as therapy, has been repairing those damaged parts of my brain. Personally, I also think that the medical weed has been helping my brain as well.

Well, this morning (haven’t gone to bed yet) @ 7:19 am, I noticed that I had boiled away a full pot of water again, time to buy something that whistles…….like a………..Wait for it………”Tea Pot”, The soup pot was so hot, and dry, and so HOT, that when I tried pouring some cold water in the pot, it instantly boiled off. Don’t worry kids, I think I have a fire extinguisher around here somewhere.

So, after noticing that my brain had once again malfunctioned, and totally forgot that I was boiling water to make a new pot of “French Pressed” coffee, for my homemade iced Frappuccino coffee, I stayed in the kitchen all the way from cold water again, to finished carton of one of my best I’ve ever made. Recipe to come soon. Now I’m done writing, @ 8:03 am, and my coffee drink is DElicious.

Written on my Galaxy Tab® A

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