Aborting Abortion from Politics

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I never thought I'd write a blog about abortion, but here we are.

I was born in 1974, and abortion has been a hot topic my entire life. I’m not here to change anyone’s mind; I’m here to say what’s on mine.

What we’re seeing today is the manifestation of a 1973 ruling that became one of the most politically divisive traps in modern history: Abortion.

Abortion has no place in politics.

There are reasons that reproductive rights are under scrutiny (“strict scrutiny” to be exact) and states like Alabama, Georgia and Missouri are passing off-the-rails legislation.

The U.S. Supreme Court didn’t rule Roe vs. Wade far enough in 1973.

What Alabama is trying to do is usurp control over something the U.S. Supreme Court decided 46 years ago, and it’s time to put this baby to bed twice and for all.

Roe vs. Wade in a Nutshell

Roe vs. Wade is less about abortion than it’s about a woman’s right to privacy and access to legal and safe reproductive control.

It takes us nine months to breathe on our own, but our time on Earth is the real womb. No one makes it out of here alive.

In 1973, Roe vs. Wade set guidelines for state abortion laws. The U.S. Supreme Court segmented their ruling by trimesters, then kicked the entire package back to the states.

In Roe vs. Wade, SCOTUS ruled that states cannot ban abortion during the first trimester of pregnancy. Other than that, they left room for states to customize legislation during the second and third trimesters.

That’s the problem with Roe vs. Wade.

Under Roe vs. Wade, states can ban third trimester abortions unless a woman’s life is at risk, but that’s not what Alabama did. Alabama’s special brand of lawmakers didn’t stop there.

The new Alabama law makes abortions entirely illegal, all trimesters, including instances of incest and rape.

It’s a shitty law, but that’s only a reflection of Alabama.

Roe vs. Wade gave states an inch, and Alabama is coming for the yard.

What Alabama did is in direct conflict with the 1973 SCOTUS ruling in Roe vs. Wade, and any direct challenge to Roe vs. Wade must undergo “strict scrutiny”.

Strict scrutiny is the highest and most stringent standard of judicial review in the United States.

It was bound to happen; this was eventually going to come to a head in the U.S. Supreme Court.

To me, it would make more sense if this happened sooner. Like I said, abortion has been a politicized issue my entire life, but Alabama finally put a stake in the ground in resounding fashion.

Why Do I Care?

It’s a scary time in the United States. We are learning more and more about the problems in this country that are deeply rooted in – and manipulated by – politics.

I’m 44, male, white, and gay. Abortion isn’t an issue that affects me directly because I don’t have a vagina.

What Alabama has brought forth and thrown in our collective face, is a flagrant attack on the health and safety of Americans.

Therefore, I care.

Frankly, whether or not anyone has an abortion is none of my business, but I’ll be damned if I sit quietly in a society whose leadership imposes parameters on anyone’s inalienable rights and their pursuit of happiness.

Let's be honest, nobody gives a crap about unwanted kids after they're born, least of all the parents who don't want to or cannot support them.

Separating Abortion & Politics

Imagine not having to consider abortion when casting a vote!

So long as there are single issue politicians, there will be single issue voters. Certain single issues should be settled at the federal level, and abortion is one of those issues.

A modern day SCOTUS needs to rule whether or not Roe vs. Wade stands. I believe it will, but that’s because people are finally coming out of the woodwork, and speaking up.

Timing is everything and Alabama represents anti-abortion's final strike to overturn Roe vs. Wade.

Naturally, it’s worrisome that the U.S. Supreme Court leans conservative, but I feel like I see where this is going.

This is just another issue amplified by endless data and fast technology. Unfortunately, that's how we learn these days. One must weed through the bullshit.

There’s only one way the Supreme Court can go, and that’s to honor a woman’s right to privacy and her access to safe and healthy reproductive services.

They did it once, and they’ll do it again.

And what better way to challenge Roe vs. Wade than with a conservative majority on the Supreme Court that strikes down the state challenging Roe vs. Wade?

Alabama Surprise!

I can’t believe the elderly female governor of Alabama signed a total abortion ban to begin with, much less one that includes instances of rape or incest.

At the highest level, Alabama’s governor is merely a tool.

When Pat Robertson comes out saying your anti-abortion laws are too extreme, you've bitten off more than you can chew.

That’s a whole other issue for Alabama to figure out.

Hey Alabama! Your governor just signed a law obligating a woman to give birth to her sibling in the event her father impregnates her. What the hell Alabama?

That’s literally mom-daughter sisters or mom-son brother/sister relatives. Boy or girl, it’s a weird relative to have.

And you thought gender fluidity was confusing.

Are you going to welcome the new arrival into your family with open arms? Forget Roe vs. Wade, let’s talk about the life of the child. What if they’re gay? I don’t think Alabama thought this through.

Oh yeah, they only care about clumps of molecules and incarcerations.

My Prediction

As if the U.S. Supreme Court will overturn Roe vs. Wade for whatever Alabama’s bringing to the table. It doesn’t make sense, and I don’t see it happening.

Alabama’s trying to make a mockery of the U.S. Supreme Court and SCOTUS needs to come down hard.

If they don't, God help us all.

Roe vs. Wade will not be overturned.

The U.S. supreme court will not overturn a woman’s right to privacy. That’s unconstitutional.

There will be a dissenting opinion from one of the conservatives, but Alabama will be struck down by the conservative leaning SCOTUS, and it won’t be a 5-4 vote.

Then what?

Inalienable rights should not be up for debate in Washington (or any state capital for that matter).

Perhaps politicians can focus on things that belong in politics, items such as foreign relations, fiscal policy, national security, defense, education, veteran services, and healthcare. You know, things that contribute to the overall betterment of society.

Maybe figure out how to be pro-life for the living.

When People Play God

I want politicians who are pro-humanity, not against it, and ones who don’t use religion as a tool to legislate.

The more negatively (and aggressively) anyone infringes on the inalienable rights of others, the worse off they will be, eventually.

You take the good, you take the bad, you take them both, and there you have...

Each of us make decisions on how we handle ourselves when faced with adversity. That’s how we learn where we stand and which battles to hold dear.

Abortion is a deeply personal, inward decision for a woman to make for herself. Nobody, especially lawmakers, has the right to prevent her from making her own decision, I don’t care what church you go to.

To legislate otherwise is unconstitutional, and that’s why abortion has no place in politics.

Abortion has nothing to do with anyone else besides the woman in charge of her own body, health and life.

It’s ok to fundamentally disagree with the concept of abortion. There’s nothing wrong with that. If you don’t want an abortion, don’t have one. It’s that simple.

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The Great American Experiment

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Welcome to the Great Experiment!

People got too comfortable playing the game. Picking up where The "Conversation" Game left off...

A lot of what I’ve learned about my life and the world around it makes me uncomfortable.

It makes me happy, sad, elated and doomed – truly doomed – all at once.

It takes us nine months to breathe on our own, but our time on earth is the real womb.

Everyday I learn to adapt, a little more, than the day before. Honestly, that’s all that matters to me.

Life beat the hell out of me before my attempt at beating the hell out of life. Living a life out of hell is worth fighting for.

Hell has no place in my life – inside and out. Real hell.

So here we are, beating the hell out of each other because life and I have a common goal.

My emotions don’t come one by one, they arrive in bundles. Like high speed internet, cable TV, and phone service, the price is too high to start separating my feelings.

If I’ve learned anything on my writing journey it’s that.

The demons are doing jumping jacks now. 

Be the Real Deal

Embrace emotions as they happen no matter what they are.

Feel your moments. Every last one of them.

Live like you were born in an arena. For all intents and purposes, you were. If you were born in America, that’s what this is.

You’ll be shocked how far long ago this was set in motion. More time ago than you can imagine.

For now, let's call them years.

Thunderstruck!

Today, I realize how responsible I actually was as a kid. I’ve managed to justify my earlier existence. That’s the “C” student in me.

It's about damn time! I took that believing children are the future shit seriously.

I discovered a voice and, as a kid, I considered a typewriter a toy.

The Creative Guide

I attribute my evolution to having an open mind and heart.

I remind myself of this simple fact at every turn in this crazy reality.

That’s the only way I successfully began understanding the strange world in which I exist.

There’s only so much time before the thoughts behind this smirk are buried in forever.

Luckily, that's not the direction this is going.
Travis Garrod, Devilish Smirk

The stars aligned. Or not. The planets did. Or didn’t. Whatever it is, it feels like fireworks. Some days. Maybe.

I don’t know.

Moving on.

I feel like I’m crawling out of a steaming pile of extraordinarily colorful crap ashes.

Is it coincidence the Trump conclusion coincides with the final episodes of Game of Thrones which wraps on May 19, 2019 just ahead of the June 7, 2019 Dark Phoenix rise release?

And Sansa Stark stars in both?

Come on!

I’m merely a goose among geese, in a world searching for unicorns.

Don’t get me wrong, unicorns are great! They’re like a horse in permanent drag. However, unicorns shoot rainbows out of their butthole, and they don’t lay golden eggs.

A goose lays the golden eggs.

Where's that goose?

Will Ready Player win? Does Mario finally find his princess? Or prince?

Plot twist!

And all this time I thought I was an owl...
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The “Conversation” Game

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It finally happened; another word made the list of my personal, verbal equivalents to nails on a chalkboard.

It’s a lurking word I’ve noticed inching its way into the everyday Jargonitis of election politics: Conversation.

"Conversation" is the buzzword to be wary of for crafty answer dodging for 2020 campaigns.

The good news is, that’s already obvious.

Don’t get me wrong, communication is key component to building a civilized society, especially a connected one.

I take issue with politicians who refuse to take a stance - for whatever reason. I would never vote for someone waiting for polls to tell them how to think.

When it comes to elections, it no longer matters what candidates say. They’ve had decades to figure out where they stand.

What matters is what they have done and continue to do.

Actions matter more than anything.

Want a conversation? Start a book club.

“Conversations” don’t need to be brought to Washington.

If a politician hasn’t developed an opinion beyond dinner table discussions, they have no business running for president.

That's not to say they have no business in public service. It's just they're not ready for the highest office of the land.

Birds of a Feather

Everyday on my dog walk, I see all kinds of waterfowl. Of course they were going to make it into my stories at some point.

Today’s political scenario – this level of synchronicity between the media, our government’s behavior, and public reactions – appears categorically unnatural.

Unnervingly.

Turn up the volume and wait for the end.
As if...

Motives can yank anything natural from everything. Let’s see where you stand.

The Cautious Goose Lacks Backbone

Nobody needs a new job title to take a stance.

Today, the same, (and more dangerous), tools are used to uproot political discourse amongst all of us since we were born: Political platforms. Both would have us believe we’re all fucked up.

20 years ago, Columbine happened and we’re still talking about guns. Somehow, sexuality is an issue and the Supreme Court is close to weighing in on whether or not I can be terminated for being me.

Abortion, religion, marriage, love, war, and Jesus are still arguments, and women still only make $0.70 to every man’s dollar, another statistic that appears unchanged from 20 years ago.

In the past 20 years, the Electoral College flipped the popular choice for POTUS results – twice!

What are the odds?

Naturally? Zero. Unnaturally? 100%

The only thing that hasn’t happened, God forbid, is another 9/11. September 11, 2001 will be 18 this year. It’s almost 20.

20 years ago, the Berlin Wall stood in history.

Today, we live in a country declared national emergency over funding of a wall.

Wait…what? Still?

Still.

The Careless Goose Lacks Heart

The presidential field is filled with fodder. I’m trying not to be too critical as there are other ongoing things from which we’re being distracted, so I’ll stick to the main careless goose: Donald Trump.

Trump was elected when Obama was president.

We can’t blame Trump on Trump. Trump happened as a result of something. A lot of somethings. Ever since the 2016 election, it’s been a turmoil spill.

The man who is responsible for “grab ’em by the pussy” in our vernacular is POTUS.

"Never in a million years..."

Welcome to year 1,000,001.

We've got a clean up on all aisles. All staff report for duty.

Pick a poison: Impeachment, resignation, wait, or Civil War? We know where Trump stands.

Our president reminded us how much of a fan he is of General Lee with his most recent defense of his “very fine people on both sides” Charlottesville, VA blunder.

Bill Clinton was impeached 20 years ago. By the same standards, Donald Trump would already be gone.

Before that, though, President Trump must face the music or we’re doomed to repeat something even more unsavory.

If only the Mueller Report would change it's name to either the Benghazi Report or the Starr Report. What would republicans do then? Wait, that already happened.

The Criminal Goose Goes to Jail

Hanging somewhere over us is the truth. It’s been captured. Rest assured things never end well for the criminal.

The challenge about truth is finding it. Once it’s found, it’s better to be on the right side of it, or figure out a way there.

Someone already nailed someone to that cross.

There is such a thing as too little too late.

Karma’s planning her own party. It’s no sweat off her back if she’s late. The last thing she wants to do is disappoint her guests.

The Courageous Goose Doesn’t Give a Duck

The only way out of this mess is to let the mess out of my mind.

The Ill Eagles

America doesn’t soar without Americans soaring.

Would you fly under Trump’s wing in a V formation? Do you trust the lift of the upwash from the wingtip vortices of that HBIC (head bird in charge)?

If anything he's making it harder to fly in this country.

Donald Trump never intended to win the presidency. His entire transition debacle made that evident. That, and his complete inability to keep his most senior positions filled.

It’s been a cascading turmoil slick ever since.

The President is too divisive of a figure at present time.

Plus, I can't imagine there isn't other shit he'd rather be doing. 

I wouldn’t be surprised if he ends up resigning. Any advisor to him who’s worth the dirt they walk on would encourage resignation this point.

I’ll be more surprised when this charade ends.

The shark tank smelled fishy before, but now it includes the added downgrade aroma of "carcass rotting in a swamp", which is ultimately what grabbed my pattention.

If it were up to me, this would have been over years ago. But, it’s not. Oh well.

The sooner we rid him from our marred democracy, the better off the country will be.

Mark my words.

What a day that will be.

Until then, brace yourselves for a bumpy ride.

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Midlife Career Crisis

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It Takes a Village

“Let them see you bleed.”

I will never forget the words, or the magnificent woman who took the time to say them to me in late 2015, after I read an article she wrote about entrepreneurship.

Thank you, Tammy Bleck, for planting early seeds for my botanical growth.

To everyone else, blame her.

My Journey Becoming a Writer

Life isn’t meant to be simple, but I don’t believe it’s meant to be repetitively difficult.

That’s what happens when we all (willingly or not) have one foot stuck in our country’s sphincter, which is worse than quicksand. It’s the political equivalent of being stuck, waist deep, in the mudflats of an inlet, just hours from high tide.

All you can do is watch – and hope – that some kind soul will risk life and limb to cut off your legs in order to save your life.

A writer’s words stem from their own close encounters with painful times. Even the joyful ones.

I was “laid off” on April 13, 2015. I was 40. For the first time in my life, I was unemployed. It felt like my life was crumbling – because it was.

In reality, it was crumbling well ahead of my consciousness of the crisis, and one I haven’t successfully resolved…yet.

At first, I looked for a job, but my heart wasn’t in it. I was freshly flung from my front row seat watching the rapid evaporation of the company I co-founded in 1999.

We sold in 2014 and I relocated to Arizona after accepting a position with the new company. Within 11 months, I was laid off retaliated against.

I never imagined the escalation of HR accusations reported to me, against the CEO, by employees I managed, would result in my ousting. Except, it did. That's another story currently under construction.

Time wouldn’t allow me to “move on” until I understood aspects of my past that were either hidden from me, or otherwise done to me while I wasn’t paying attention.

Letting your guard down is sometimes confused for weakness and that's what predators look for in their next meal.

Want to talk about privilege? Privilege is when you’re comfortable enough to let your guard down regardless of the circumstance.

What’s an Unemployed 40-year-old to do?

Reflect.

I asked myself this question nearly four years ago, but it seems like yesterday. To be fair, I’ve asked myself this question every day since I stopped receiving a paycheck.

Take a step back.

On March 7, 2015, I attended a spring training game with the CEO. On March 9, 2015, I received the official complaint about the CEO. By April 14, I had no job. Regardless of the fact that, within those 11 months, I was promoted twice.

The skills I developed up until the day I was fired, grew from necessity, not love.

A fish out of water, I had no idea what to do. I was a jack of some trades and the master of none. I spent almost 16 years working in an industry that chewed and swallowed me like a piece of gum that didn't end up on the sole of a cheap shoe someone lost at a festival.

For a while, it felt like failure. Until time equipped me with a new perspective.

Turns out, it was the best, worst thing that ever happened to me.

Move On

That’s the worst (most simple) advice. It’s convenient and lazy and indicates the lack of interest to understand someone’s situation.

Misunderstanding your past doesn’t fix anything. In my experience, dismissing a situation so quickly is peculiar behavior. It usually indicates something’s not right.

In order for me to reconcile my past, I have to make peace with it and I can’t make peace with things I don’t understand.

One Foot in Front of the Other

Here in an instant, gone in a flash. What have I done to deserve this?

Life was no longer paycheck-to-paycheck. It became early retirement withdrawal after early retirement withdrawal until there was nothing more to take.

Life took a hard swipe and knocked me off my feet and left me leaving a six foot dent in the ground.

For the record, I never filed for unemployment. I still haven't, yet it's been almost four years since I received a paycheck. I'm not complaining. Just facts.

National Emergency vs. Career Crisis

Today, I find myself clawing my way out of a pile of ashes with no financial stability within reach. I’m a living, breathing Phoenix cliché. (Technically, I live in Scottsdale.) As hard as it’s been, I keep my head up. I will get there or die trying.

That’s what it took for me to realize that my life was meant for more than a supporting role. Making something out of nothing is my only option.

At the end of the day, I want a roof over my head and my dog. All roads lead to there. That’s how it has to be. I didn’t make the rules.

If you want a life of candy, you have to crush it.

Silence speaks volumes, but so do I

I was raised understanding if I want something, I have to work for it.

Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, Off to Work I Went

My first job was a paper route for the Anchorage Daily News. I was 11 and my parents were fine with my new responsibility. After all, I was the one getting up at 5:00 a.m.

At age 14, I had options. I was ready for the wonderful world of fast food! After assuring my parents that Arby’s wouldn’t interfere with my homework, they allowed me to enter the workforce. Arby’s led to TCBY, and TCBY was next door to Blockbuster, but they couldn’t hire me until I was 16.

Wow! What a difference! Blockbuster Video!

I finished my high school years at Blockbuster and I only quit that job because I left the state to attend the University of Wisconsin – Milwaukee (UWM).

Off to School I Went

I took a break from work my freshman year of college as I was busy keeping my head barely above academic probation. I received my one (and only) “F” that year. Math wasn’t my strong suit.

By the end of my freshman year, I hadn’t declared a major. All that mattered to me was that I had friends, I had fun, and I liked this new life.

Heigh-Ho, Heigh-Ho, Back to Work I Went

I spent the summer of 1993 commercial fishing near Kodiak island off the coast of Alaska. It was the longest, short stint of my life, but it paid well. It was rough work and I appreciate what that experience did for me.

Hopefully that's the last time I go 28 days between hot showers. The option was freezing Pacific salt water with a bar of Lava.

1993 wasn’t a great time to deal with being gay, much less in a place as isolated as Anchorage, Alaska.

Feeling like an outcast in Wisconsin was enough, and that flame was burning hot and fast. What Wisconsin had over Alaska was that none of my family lived there.

There’s a lot to be said for confidence that stems from a fresh start; one from which you cannot be shamed into submission.

I came out to my mom in September 1996. I remember it well. It was one of those "pivot events" in my life that changed my life's trajectory. I plan to write the story. Mom, you've been warned! It's actually really fucking funny but, right now, I need to bring this back to my career crisis.

I can’t remember exactly when I declared myself a Journalism major, but there was a deadline and I didn’t want any more math classes.

Back to School

My sophomore year, I worked at a campus night club. Also that year, I became a Housefellow (Resident Advisor) for UWM’s Department of Residence Life (DRL).

I spent two more years living (and working) in the dorms. But unlike the previous two, I was responsible for the behavior of 70-80 others.

The Journalist in Me

Newspapers are a recurring theme in my life, although I never wrote for one like Clark Kent. I landed a position in the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel’s marketing department through a temp agency.

I graduated in 1997 with a Bachelor’s degree in Journalism supported with a bouquet of public relations classes.

After graduation, I was offered a job at a small marketing firm. For two years – I wrote and edited for corporate publications. After a very brief stint at Manpower, I resigned to start et alia, llc. with Brad Nicolaisen.

The et alia Years 1999-2014

Entrepreneurship.

Right By Writing

Passion is rooted in love, and I love writing. I love everything there is about storytelling and the emotions they trigger.

I started my journey by starting Devilish Smirk, and this summer marks its fourth year anniversary.

That's just, ok, wow...yea, no comment.

If anything it’s been one hell of a way for me to organize my thoughts. My notebooks look like a toddler got a hold of them.

Some hit a little too close to home, but life is messy like that. Nobody’s perfect and anyone who claims otherwise is full of shit.

A Devilish Perspective

When I was 24, the decision to start a company was easy. It was a no-brainer! Why? It’s simple. I was naïve as fuck.

When I was 40, it took me becoming unemployed to consider writing. I finally hit the “now or never moment”, and I chose now.

Regardless, what’s done is done. I feel like I understand strife in life. At least, I think I do.

I only know how I feel.

Sometimes I feel like the only person in my head, and that scares me. I doubt myself a lot and when I do, I always return to the same place:

I didn’t come to exist and settle for anything less than the best.

America, I'm just sayin' we could have a better president tomorrow. Let's grow the fuck up for a minute. My world is part of this galaxy too.

Shit or get off the pot!

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Distraction is Still the Main Attraction

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Distraction is the Main Attraction…Still…

His name is Mueller. He’s the elephant in every room, everywhere, sitting in the corner, staring in a mirror. Everything else is distraction.

Mirror, Mirror on Trump’s Wall

Mueller is watching the past unfold, beyond his reflection.

New sets of chips fall one right after another. A new picture is forming when it comes to U.S. history. It’s not as clear as it could be, but it’s markedly different than it was, albeit, more recognizable than I remember.

Good Lord, America, what have you gotten yourselves into?

Ladies and gentlemen, what you’re seeing is the difference between fuzzy recollections and completely false retellings of stories that were never rooted by facts in the first place.

According to the past I remember, the present is far more messed up than my ability to imagine messed up things. Today’s reality doesn’t seem realistic to me, but it’s the only reality that binds us all together.

Technology has enabled us to get at least a few things right. On the flipside, it’s also allowed us to get a lot more wrong.

Technology is useless at the expense of human decency resulting from the breakdown of interpersonal communication. As beneficial as it can be, it can dangerously reinforce the disdain we have for one another.

The Elephant In Every Room

I won’t continue to ignore the elephant in the room. Mueller is a modern day puzzle master – unlike U.S. leadership in Washington D.C., who are nothing more than modern day puzzle makers.

They don't solve anything; unless the solution is creating distrust and strife! And if that's the case, I'm on the wrong ship.

I can’t remember the last thing our government actually solved. Instead they are masters of flipping the narrative, pivot messaging, and mud slinging.

They do this long enough for people to forget they were arguing in the first place – until it happens again, whatever it is. That’s politics, kids. Politicians will say (or not say) anything for the vote.

Suddenly, you’re 44 and nothing has changed since the day you were born.

Give 'em the old razzle dazzle.

That’s what happens after decades of misinformation and manipulation pile on top of one another.

How can they see hear the truth above the roar?

Emotional Manipulation is Predatory Business, Similar to Human Trafficking

It’s time the U.S. Government quit playing games with its citizens and their emotions. The past is always repeating itself.

Whether or not the democrats can pull off a 1992 Clinton-era upset of a one-term president remains to be seen. The 2000 and 2016 elections prove one thing: republicans don’t need popularity to win.

What happens after democrats (Presidents Bill Clinton and Barack Obama) serve eight years, that they can’t close the gap between the popular vote and the electoral college?

The 2020 Election is for the democrats to lose. Maybe try focusing less in more populated areas and connect with the vast area within our borders, between the coasts, without losing sight of Alaska and Hawaii.

The Media is Full of Whores

Give 'em  the old razzle dazzle.

I think the media in the United States – coupled with our government – shares one grand manual surrounding one, simple directive: Distraction. Both have excelled in a way only possible in America.

How can they see with sequins in their eyes?

Hindsight is 20/20, but 2020 is right in front of us.

We communicate in ways you haven't imagined.

It’s absolutely ridiculous that anyone announce anything related to running for the presidency of this country.

This country is still waiting for signs of life from the campaign promises that led to democrat wins last year!

What? All of the sudden, they get a pass to do nothing, simply because they aren't Trump? Sorry, no.

The barrage of 2020 presidential candidates feels like a curtain call of Oscar contenders. Similar to this year’s Oscars, there’s no host to be had.

Who is running this country?

Much of our government is mired in controversy. Yet candidates still have their hat in the ring, while nobody does their current job. They’re too busy either running for president or talking about those who are.

There have been 17 total (so far) on the democrat side; the same number of candidates the republicans had going into the 2016 primaries.

While it’s hard to keep track (and who knows what to believe and when), there are 10 major democrat declarations, six other democrat declarations and one has already suspended his candidacy.

Don't forget what happened to the GOP in 2016. The greatest impact you can make, at this point, is the destruction of each other.

I pay close enough attention to know that almost all of major democrat contenders have called for the resignation of Virgina Governor Northam over a blackface controversy. Some have even gone so far as to call for the resignation of his lieutenant governor over alleged sex crimes.

But they aren’t talking about that anymore. They’ve moved on. Far be it anyone have conviction these days.

I’m pulling for you. You all sound like great leaders!

Collusion is the New Illusion

What does Russia have to do with any of this?

I'll say this, Russia is merely the name by which this investigation is known and extends far beyond Russia.

When I lay it all out, take a step back, and absorb it for what it appears to be, a revised scenario becomes visible.

Just below the surface is a scenario that’s widely more expansive and, as ridiculous as it sounds, begins to make sense.

Controversially Convenient

The only controversy that matters in the USA, right now, is the distraction itself. Nothing we see in the media is by accident. There’s no such thing as “by accident” anymore. Things don’t happen by accident, especially anything you haven’t seen with your own eyes.

The truth is well on its way to the surface but, like Karma, she’s on her own schedule. We’re simply blessed to see highlights of things she discovered along the way.

Paul Manafort, Roger Stone, Jeffrey Epstein, Jussie Smollet, Robert Kraft, Colin Kaepernick…is it possible these aren’t entirely separate stories? Can any of them be taken at face value, or do they represent something bigger? Something classified?

What happened to our country after Justice Scalia died? What investigations are ongoing that aren’t front and center?

The Trump Card is The Joker

It will be interesting to learn whether or not Mueller’s investigation yields unsavory outcomes for the president and his family.

It’s no wonder they prefer trophy hunting abroad, rather than deal with the elephants lining the walls of their ivory tower.

Source: The Guardian; November 16, 2017

The entire charade is on the shoulders of one man. His name is Mueller, and he is the elephant in every room.

The past two years feel illegitimate enough. Part of me thinks the 115th congress couldn’t do anything with the results of Mueller’s investigation. But now that the 116th congress is in full swing (national emergency and all), it’s time to act like we have one. Because we do. It’s just not about a wall along our damn border.

It’s theoretically impossible for us to progress as a country until Mueller is done. Let’s wrap it up, people.

To our do nothing government:

I’d like to introduce you to your new best friend, the heavy weight of the world.

Don't lose sight of the fact that every single one of is a product of our own environment.

That’s not to say we haven’t wound up in situations of others’ making. We have a word for those in life: Curveballs.

One can only hope that the today’s headlines and the public discourse (the better part of the last 40 years), results in something meaningful.

At least meaningful enough that we don’t have to repeat whatever the hell is going on currently. Time will tell. It’s clear nobody in Washington can do anything about it.

Carry on.

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