“I believe your people are inherently evil.”

“As I believe you said before we think differently. I believe your people are inherently evil. Nothing will change that. Especially that scumbag Obama and the hideous Hillary. I wouldn’t bother wasting your time in that regard but if you’d like to share something about your life that’s positive I would love to hear about you personally. If you are having [a] challenge I would love to pray for you and always wish you only the best.” (received via FB messenger today)

I’ve been making fool-hearted attempts to assist a couple of my former high school compadres to look into the light and seek the truth. One is a staunch supporter of the GOP and this disaster in the WH who thumbs up and high fives every statement in support of him. It makes me sad every time I see it and I thought I would try a hail mary pass by sending a video showing snippets from the 8 years Obama endured the right wingnuts on Fox slam him for any type of connection he discussed regarding our adversaries juxtaposed to days ago when DJT “scored a big win” in his meeting with the despot of the DPRK. The current  President of the United States of America declared it was “an honor” to meet one of the most cold-blooded, ruthless murderers on the planet. He shunned our friendly neighbor to the north one minute and in the next, touched the arm and back of a dictator numerous times, gently ushering KJU into a meeting as a lover would to his boudoir en route to their play date. As if the optics of seeing our flags intertwined with those of DPRK before either foul human took the stage wasn’t enough to curdle my soul.

Growing up in idyllic San Diego, one would think that everyone blessed enough to live and grow in such a place would see humans, animals, plants, oceans, lakes, and rivers in the same way. I understand (a little) how the mindset of poor citizens in the coal-mining country might be easily conned by our new dictator in the making, but someone who grew up in San Diego, California? This is the stranglehold of Fox News, the leviathan that gobbles up the minds of its viewers like Jabba the Hut swallows his subordinates. Speaking of, it seems we are living on the doomed Tatooine, no? Well, if Pruitt stays on as EPA chief, perhaps.

Further sharing with someone who is oblivious to the hell being brought upon the good people of the world from our wanna-be dictator in chief lead me to see her picturesque profile. She and her family look happy. The kids go to Christian school and from the picture postings, it looks like they travel and have fun. It was sweet of her to offer to pray for me if I’m having some sort of challenge in life. Those are kind words from a Christian. Somehow they don’t correlate with a previous sentence, “I believe your people are inherently evil.”  Confounding, n’est-ce pas? After all, my people are the ones who spread love and peace. When did that become evil? I guess love and peace is the Newspeak of hate and sin. It’s a sad day when we know that those 30-ish percent of 45-loving Americans actually believe that the rest of us who wish for peace and progress hold evil in our hearts and minds.

C’est bizarre.

 

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The Base Bezonian

I think it’s time to bring back a few words from the chest of archaic verbiage. Why? For me, it helps to find more ways to free myself from the daily onslaught of the mad king. His pervasive lying and bloated edicts leave the global masses indignant and filled with loathing. I am one of them and one with them.

I listen to Tim Robbins narrate Fahrenheit 451. From the Wiki:

“Fahrenheit 451 is a dystopian novel by American writer Ray Bradbury, published in 1953. It is regarded as one of his best works. The novel presents a future American society where books are outlawed and “firemen” burn any that are found. The book’s tagline explains the title: “Fahrenheit 451 – the temperature at which book paper catches fire, and burns…” The lead character is a fireman named Montag who becomes disillusioned with the role of censoring works and destroying knowledge, eventually quitting his job and joining a resistance group who memorize and share the world’s greatest literary and cultural works.

The novel has been the subject of interpretations focusing on the historical role of book burning in suppressing dissenting ideas. In a 1956 radio interview, Bradbury said that he wrote Fahrenheit 451 because of his concerns at the time (during the McCarthy era) about the threat of book burning in the United States. In later years, he described the book as a commentary on how mass media reduces interest in reading literature.”

HBO has produced a film based on the book to be released in 2018. (Check out the linked trailer.)

Are we inching closer to this realm presided over by the mad king?

Bezonian is a word that popped up in my Dictionary.com feed today. It’s perfect.

nounArchaic.
1. an indigent rascal; scoundrel.
In this case, I apply the word base in its adjective form: vulgar, low
Enough said.
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Ephemeral Living

Last night I attended an outstanding premiere of a documentary that has been over 10-years in creation. Remember the wonderful music of cool, alternative hip-hop group from Atlanta called Arrested Development? (Yes, way before the show of the same name.) Speech (born Todd Thomas), the founder, lead vocalist and producer of the band’s tracks has been busy on a project to record four talented, incarcerated men at the Richmond City Justice Center in Virginia. The poignant documentary demonstrates the healing power of music alongside the terrifying reality of drug addiction and the difficulty of restraint once hooked. Their inner battles pour out of their souls in their lyrics. It’s certainly a program that every city in America should undertake in order to do our best to rehabilitate the incarcerated. I teared up throughout the entire film as it moved my heart to witness the power of human kindness. The plan is to release an album that Speech has just completed for the project.

People who grow up in a wealthy society with the constant push to achieve when one has nothing to begin with is a central tenet of the American Dream. Make something of yourself.

  • “It’s a she thing and it’s all in me I could be anything that I want to be.”                    ~Salt-N-Pepa, Ain’t Nuthin’ But A She Thing
  • “I know I can, be what I wanna be / If I work hard at it, I’ll be where I wanna be,”  ~Nas, I Can

An ephemeral moment in the 1990’s – songs about female empowerment and another for children of all colors to proudly sing about the American Dream (“work hard to be where I wanna be”) and that it’s there for the taking to conquer life and live free.  If only. Fast-forward to the past couple of years and it feels like we have been pushed back in time to the hate-filled history of retreading a birth of a nation. The intense backlash from 8-years of our first black President (and in my opinion, the best we have had in decades) reverberates around every city and county in America. The ephemeral joy of singing that we can be anything we want to be if only we try works for but a handful of Americans lucky enough to seize the moment in a synchronicity of the universe. Many African Americans live with the horrific notion that driving to the store might get them shot if they have a tail light out and our Latino/a populations dread they might get picked up in an I.C.E. raid on their way to or at work.  What kind of nation treats humans in this manner? The claim that this is a Christian nation is a sick joke. Real Christians don’t behave this way. People who believe in the values and work of Jesus Christ do not think this way. We have a minority of soulless individuals in power for a short time raping and pillaging the treasury and sinking this nation into a hellish abyss filled with fear and enmity.

The four men in the documentary titled 16 Bars (the film) each have a unique story of a life in a drug-addled repeat a la Groundhog Day–committing the same crimes after each release = recidivism. Their journey through music can help them change course. Be sure to watch this when you have the chance. Stay tuned.

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The Man Who Stole America’s Soul

How do we endure this nightmare any longer? How do we accomplish the immediate task to remove the metastisizing cancer-mouth from the WH? We suffer in a stew of his venomous finger-tapping. Can someone PLEASE stop his Twitter account by any means necessary?

Today as he walks into church on Easter Sunday, Don the Con decides to rain hellfire and damnation on our nation’s Dreamers (AGAIN). Another piece of my soul drips out onto the rug. We “NEED WALL” 3-feet-wide and 420-feet-high built around this inhumane snake oil talisman. His hourly execrable tweets ramp up the nation’s ire. Be gone, demon!

DonTheCon   LOCK HIM UP!  LOCK HIM UP!

Here are a few biblical passages on “deceiving” which I find apropos to this Easter Sunday day of Redemption:

  • 2 Timothy 3:13  While evil people and impostors will go on from bad to worse, deceiving and being deceived.
  • Leviticus 19:11  You shall not steal; you shall not deal falsely; you shall not lie to one another.
  • Revelation 12:9  And the great dragon was thrown down, that ancient serpent, who is called the devil and Satan, the deceiver of the whole world—he was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him.

The soul of America has been lost many times over and redeemed on few occasions, but this time I feel that America enters the possessed state of eternal damnation.

Let us forget not the memory of the dark deeds of white evangelicals on an Easter Sunday in our past…

Let us forget not the horrible deeds of the 45th sitting illegally-elected President of the UnTied States.

Oh, please Chinese space station plummeting back to earth: can you land on Mar-A-Lago later today?

For me, today is not a day for cute bunnies, colored eggs, and sugary peeps. Today is the day to stand tall in the resistance.

 

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Easy To Be Hard(ened)

The opposers to Don the Con endure the entertainment provided by his nuclear meltdown presidency. In these past few weeks, I can’t help but think that Putin, Jinping, and Jong-un are making plans to crush the U.S. in the coming months due to the complete chaos of an unstable mind in the Oval Office, an empty State Department, firings via Twitter, Advisors exiting left and right for new ones 10x worse than their predecessor, while regulatory agencies are mutilated limb by limb by their “leadership.”

Hardened   [hahr-dnd]

adjective
1. made or become hard or harder.
2. pitiless; unfeeling.
3. firmly established or unlikely to change; inveterate: a hardened criminal.
4. inured; toughened: a hardened trooper.
5. rigid; unyielding: a hardened attitude.
6. (of a missile base) equipped to launch missiles from underground silos.
7. (of a missile) capable of being launched from an underground silo.

As a citizen of the U.S. for 55-years, I have become hardened to the deliberated crime of greed and avarice bestowed upon me and my fellow citizens by our elected representatives. #FakeChristians and the propaganda machine has been in full swing with a power grab by the GOP infused by the cash of their puppetmasters. Do not forget:

Imagine yourself an elected official who gives up every tenet of our American ideals to hold hostage our citizens only to keep your tribe, your clique, your party in power. Abject treasonous behavior as noted should land the entire Republican party in prison! Dim yes-men linked to the worst commander in chief in the entire 242-year history since the signing of the U.S. Constitution and the Declaration of Independence. He uses Twitter to narcotize the masses. He tweets to anesthetize the media. He’s a twit and an anathema to all humans with souls.

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For further listening and viewing:

Easy To Be Hard (written by Galt MacDermot, James Rado, Gerome Ragni / performed by Michelle Lauto in “Hair”)

Easy To Be Hard (visuals of beautiful time-lapse/speed edit photography showing our gorgeous planet playing to the Three Dog Night-recorded version of the song)

Be careful with this next one. There are many chilling images from our nation’s history mixed in with others. They work with the song Question written by Justin Hayward, recorded by The Moody Blues. We are in serious trouble with a new trio in the WH who salivate at the prospect of going to war: Bolton, Pompeo, 45. Chill

Stevie Wonder Pastime Paradise

Coolio updated the song’s lyrics and filled out the melody in his version Gangsta’s Paradise also used in the movie Dangerous Minds.

Another cool rendition of the song by this amazing  Argentinian Choir.

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It Ain’t Easy

It’s been a long period of woe. I’ve been keeping myself busy in some projects (plug here for Sensation Guitars) and getting caught up in another school semester. But I just can’t shake the feeling of being overwhelmed, angered, and perplexed by the precarious place that my country projects to its citizens and the world.

I’ve been thinking of David Bowie quite a bit in the past couple of months. It started up again on a drive a few weeks ago as I passed by a cemetery returning a 4-channel wireless microphone system to a friend who rented it to me for a workshop. I started thinking about Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars as I watched the sky roll across my window as I drove to my destination watching headstones pass by with the blue sky beyond. The lyrics for “It Ain’t Easy” came to mind as did “Life On Mars.” The Ziggy Stardust album was recorded during the time of November 8, 1971 through February 4, 1972 (says the Wiki linked in the title). It was released June 16, 1972. It’s particularly important to me for many reasons but most currently important: we own a Trident 88 console in our studios in the Broadcast Electronic Media Arts department at City College of San Francisco. I specked this board because of my love of all things Trident for many years in my 31-years audio career. I once partnered with a local recording studio to form a new company together. He brought a Trident 65 to the partnership in his studio. I fell in love then when I had an opportunity to work on one besides knowing of favorite albums recorded at Trident Studios in England from where the console (and its design) hails from.  Years later, I have a Trident 88 (since last summer when it was installed by our awesome technical crew in the BEMA department at the college) to teach on, record on, mix on. It’s a bit of heaven in a life-long career in audio.  Interesting side about recording back then:  “Life On Mars” is a recording on both Hunky Dory (the album preceding Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars and also ON the album ZS&TSFM). Why? One might wonder as this is quite unusual. Well, it turns out that the band for touring was found to have not a lot of “touring rock n roll material” in the Hunky Dory songs which are far more singer-songwriter, so the Ziggy album put them in a more rockin’ vein for Bowie to hit the road with an amazing entourage of Mick Ronson on guitars, Mick “Woody” Woodmansey on drums, Trevor Bolder on bass, and a series of fellows on keyboard for the tour, but none other than Rick Wakeman on harpsicord for “It Ain’t Easy” on the record.

Why am I name-dropping various musicians on these recordings? Because it is WHAT we did to pass the time as kids/teens listening to new music. This research is utterly LOST on the new generations of music listeners who only see/hear the name of the lead artist. There are OTHER amazing HUMANS who help to make the songs whole and those humans need to be given proper credit. There seems to be no easy way to give credit to the people who contributed to a great recording in this age of streaming. SO sad. SO wrong. Today’s rant over.  And now for some lyrics.

David Bowie – “It Ain’t Easy” (lyrics by Ron Davies)

When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea
Think about the places perhaps, where a young man could be
Then you jump back down to the rooftops
Look out over the town
Think about all of the strange things circulating round

It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down

Well all the people have got their problems
That ain’t nothing new
With the help of the good Lord
We can all pull on through
We can all pull on through
Get there in the end
Sometimes it’ll take you right up and sometimes down again

It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down

Satisfaction, satisfaction
Keep me satisfied
I’ve got the love of a hoochie koochie woman
She calling from inside
She’s a-calling from inside
Trying to get to you
All the woman really wants you can give her something too

It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy
It ain’t easy to get to heaven when you’re going down

Life On Mars – lyrics

“Life On Mars?”

It’s a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling, “No!”
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she’s hooked to the silver screenBut the film is a saddening bore
For she’s lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on

[Chorus:]
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man!
Look at those cavemen go
It’s the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he’ll ever know
He’s in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It’s on America’s tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
‘Cause Lennon’s on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore
‘Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It’s about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

[Chorus]
Dring-dring-dring.
(Mind the phone)

David Bowie ” Five Years” – lyrics
Pushing thru the market Square
So many mothers sighing
News had just come over,
We had five years left to cry inNews guy wept and told us
Earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
Then I knew he was not lying

I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T. V. ‘s
My brain hurt like a warehouse
It had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
To store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I’d need so many people

A girl my age went off her head
Hit some tiny children
If the black hadn’t a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them

A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheel of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
And a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour
Drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
Don’t think you knew you were in this song

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you’re beautiful, I want you to walk

We’ve got five years, stuck on my eyes
We’ve got five years, what a surprise
We’ve got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We’ve got five years, that’s all we’ve got

Songwriters: DAVID BOWIE
Five Years lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, TINTORETTO MUSIC
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NRA Disease

She was gushing from the open wound. Screams amidst more *Pop! Pop! Pop!*

America: land of the money, by the money, for the money

Government officials gush blood money donated to them by what should be called a terrorist organization: The National Rifle Association. Here are the people who really run the NRA. Read the link. Understand. Know the heathens who keep gun-reform legislators from being elected as they pour money into the single-cell organism mindset to elect members of Congress who vote against any gun regulations and a President who not only revokes the Obama-era gun checks for people with mental illness, but also a  President who consoles gun owners the day after a massacre and not the victims. 

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Members of Congress and a White House filled with people who take money from the NRA terrorist organization while pretending to be Christians who uphold family values is the most sick dilemma facing the nation today, tomorrow, and forever if they are not removed this year. This group props up politicians to bear their flag of death upon the citizens of the UnTIED States. This must stop. This must stop. The citizens must band together and remove these people from their positions of power. They have raped and pillaged the land for long enough.

 

Rant over and to be continued another day…

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