Just Let Me -- G -- Indoctrinate You!

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

It's a Morning Noon and Night Thing

Dear America,

Let conformity come to meet me 
Only to find room for one.
Tee Hee

Leading the top stories on Fox right now: "Donald Ducks   Campaign says he won't participate in Fox Debate..."  genius, isn't it?

Trump Cries Foul should have come next, but maybe that's just me. 

Of course, let's be honest -- Fox News kinda likes the attention, too; like when they bring out the bird-call with things like this:

Fox responded on Tuesday afternoon with a tongue-in-cheek statement: “We learned from a secret back channel that the Ayatollah and Putin both intend to treat Donald Trump unfairly when they meet with him if he becomes president — a nefarious source tells us that Trump has his own secret plan to replace the Cabinet with his Twitter followers to see if he should even go to those meetings.” 

BTW...Plucked this from Hot Air, just to keep the theme alive...quaaaack quaaack

Needless to say, we can all look forward to a change in the dynamics on Thursday night's debate; moreover, his absence might just make the debate great again....Or not, there is that.

The entire rest of the flock might just fall out of the sky with feathers flying everywhere.  Which reminds me to pick up more Wild Turkey.

Moving on, most likely in the direction of south --

The mini prose in pink up top is all G.

It happens to be the first thing that came to my mind at the completion of Walden on Monday, late afternoon, just as the sun was beginning to set into the magnificent Pacific with aplomb; the sun smiled across the horizon in crimson and tangerine, pink and aquamarine, merrily mouthing an affirmation going something like this:  'wellllll done, day, welllll done."

Of "things," -- and strangely triangulating back to Trump, perhaps -- Thoreau says things like this:

"Shall we always study to obtain more of these things, and not sometimes be content with less?...I would rather sit in the open air, for no dust gathers on the grass, unless where man has broken ground."

and this:

"I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself than be crowded on a velvet cushion."

to this:

"The very simplicity and nakedness of man's life in the primitive ages imply this advantage, at least, that they left him still a sojourner in nature...But lo! men have become the tools of their tools.  The man who independently plucked the fruits when he was hungry is become the farmer; and he who stood under a tree for shelter, a housekeeper.  We now no longer camp as for a night, but have settled down on earth and forgotten heaven."

It just seems, looking at the universe of all things created by man,  the greatest of these is government.  And when I say "the greatest," it doesn't mean good.  The caretakers of the Republic have grown to partake in a great fraud; and it's a crime against something so divine.  The foundation laid by our founders -- the very simplicity of our collective life, in liberty and justice for all, and in celebration of the Pursuit of Happiness and not it's guarantee -- is NOT ONLY nearly non-existent to the naked eye, it is now mocked wholeheartedly. 

And now, simply thinking about this size thing....Little g now shudders to think of a President Trump re-organizing government (again), only this time from a pedestal permeating in pompous pretension while grounded in a well-earned, street worthy, condescension reminding us that he made it, and made it great, perchance all by himself -- albeit masking the glaring reality of the gold-plated over tin core.  And if that were not enough, we come to find out, later, much later, that it was actually stolen from somewhere in the Bronx.  oh the shock, the horror.

It doesn't matter what the consensus may say -- especially if that consensus is now some hybrid blending of true blue conservatives alongside many of the GOP Establishment, including the RNC; this girl has turned a corner, blinded by the light that meets up with the truth.

It was just a debate and Trump goes nuclear?  Huh?  Are you for real, playa?

Sideshow Alert, Sideshow Alert...

Trump knows himself.  And more important, he knows how to use his assets to the fullest and has profited greatly.  Can't we all applaud that?!  Go self-reliance!  Hail the capitalist in all of us!  Hip hip hooray for the freedom to say just about anything you want and get away with it...see here.

He's the bright and shiny thing on the horizon, and continues to do his best thing: distract.  

The thing is -- does he really have what it takes to reveal a brand new day for America?  

Is he the best, and the greatest, for the job -- the whole job, and nothing but the job? He may be good at raising Cain but is he really able to step into the Oval Office and not throw out the Resolute Desk in the redecoration phase?

If he's so big and brawn, then why is little ole Megyn Kelly getting underneath his skin? 

Sure Trump probably IS being genuine -- but what is that really saying? 

What happens once Cruz gets buried with the fishes by Trump and his establishment minions, only to have the Establishment subsequently go after HIM?  [...and they will, which begs the question of just who is playing who...]

I just don't like games people play against the Republic -- and Fox News is perfectly liable to fall prey, just as any candidate, just as about every politician, and certainly, as the GOP Establishment; it's as simple as that.

Right is Right 
even when nobody is doing it; 
Wrong is Wrong 
even when everybody's doing it.

The content of our character is revealed morning, noon and night, and carries the great capacity to cover decades, maybe even a century.  Which brings me to a last thought from Thoreau:

"Why concern ourselves 
so much about our beans for seed, 
and not be concerned at all 
about a new generation of men?"

Make it a Good Day, G

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