Sunday, November 11, 2018

'The War to End War' Comes to an End

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

The "Armistice," or the initial agreement to end the Great War (later known as the First World War or World War I) was signed one century ago today in a fancy railroad car in the forests of France.  The document was signed at 11:00 a.m. local time - the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month - a date which was later appropriated by the United States government to serve as its "Veterans' Day."

The "war to end war" actually began gearing up for action in 1914, with many seeing the assassination of Archduke Franz Ferdinand, the heir apparent to the throne of Austria-Hungary, as the match that finally lit the fumes of nationalist rage which were seeping across Europe.  The United States managed to avoid entry into the Great War until the spring of 1917, and although U.S. casualties were nowhere near the levels sustained by the actual European combatants, they were substantial anyway.

All told, somewhere near 20 million people lost their lives in the First World War and even more than that were wounded, many grievously.  The United States suffered just over 117 thousand war deaths and had 200,000 troops who returned home bearing physical wounds.

The war was ghastly on a scale the world had never seen before.  Poison gases were in widespread use on the battlefields, and airplanes were dropping bombs on the combatants.  Airplane pilots were having deadly "dogfights" in the air above the battlefields.  Military and commercial ships were being sunk at sea by the new technology of submarine warfare, and soldiers on land were digging trenches from which to fire on the enemy soldiers who were, in turn,  firing back from their own trenches.

It was a bloody awful mess, and the war was a breeding ground for death, disease, and despair.

But it finally came to a merciful end one hundred years ago today.  The Allied Powers of Great Britain, France, Russia, Italy, Romania, Japan, and the United States were victorious over the Central Powers of Germany, Austria-Hungary, Bulgaria, and the Ottoman Empire.  The Great War had ended - but sadly the concept of "wars" lived on.

Some personal notes:

Neither of my parents were born at the time for the First World War and none of my grandparents served in that world conflict.  There were, however, many veterans of World War I still around while I was growing up.   One whom I remember quite well was Mr. A. Dean Scott, a retired school teacher in my hometown who had, at one time been principal of the school.  Mr. Scott would occasionally show up at school as a substitute teacher when I was in high school.  He was a favorite of our class because he could be so easily distracted.  As soon as we entered a room where he was teaching, one particular student would raise his hand and ask "Mr. Scott, what do you remember about trench warfare in World War I?"  And we would all close our books as Mr. Scott engaged in a topic that took him back to his youth on the battlefields of France.  He could talk through the whole hour with ease.

The other veteran whom I remember quite well was M. Waldo Hatler who lived in Neosho, Missouri, and was a Medal of Honor recipient from World War I.  Our high school principal, a retired Army lieutenant colonel by the name of Patrick W. Laurie brought Mr. Hatler to our school to address a student assembly.  It was memorable just seeing an individual who had exhibited such a high level of bravery in the war, but sadly our guest was too old and frail to engage well with a bunch of rambunctious high school students.

A few years later as a high school history teacher I gave some of my students an assignment to go out and interview people in the community regarding their encounters with history.  Several managed to do interviews related to World War II, and a lucky few found World War I veterans who agreed to share their remembrances.

But now all of those veterans of the Great War are gone, and most of those who saw service in the Second World War have also faded from view - and now stand lonely vigils as headstones.  Today, Veterans' Day, is a time to remember and honor their service to our nation and indeed to the world.

To all of America's veterans, those still living and those who have gone on, thank you for your service to the cause of freedom.  Let us pray for a day when civilization can move beyond the barbarism of war.

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Rain Keeps Trump from Honoring America's War Dead

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

The Battle of Belleau Wood took place in the French countryside over a couple of weeks during June of 1918.  It was some of the bloodiest fighting of World War I, but in the end Allied Forces were victorious.  The United States suffered almost ten thousand casualties in the prolonged encounter with German forces, including the deaths of 1,811 American fighting men - many of whom were Marines.  Over the ensuing century, the Battle of Belleau Wood has gone on to become an important component of the lore of the U.S. Marine Corps.

A century ago there were no large cargo planes to bring bodies home for burial, and a common practice was to establish cemeteries at the sites of the battles.   A cemetery was created at Belleau, France, which contains the remains of many who died in that famous battle - and lots of young Americans are now at rest there, far from their loved ones back in the United States.

Yesterday Donald Trump, who is on a visit to France, was scheduled to visit the cemetery at Belleau and to lay a wreath honoring America's war dead - but he cancelled that trip at the last minute.  What, one might wonder, could come between a country's leader and the opportunity to pay homage to hundreds of his fellow countrymen who fought and died to maintain our basic freedoms?  In this case, it was rain.

The lives and heroism of all of those brave young soldiers and marines who witnessed the dawn of modern warfare through the horrors of poison gases, bombs dropping from planes, and living and fighting in trenches  dug into the mud of France - all had to be officially ignored so that Donald John Trump could keep his trophy hair dry.

Trump Chief of Staff (Marine) General John Kelly and Secretary of State Mike Pompeo braved the rain in his place to lay the wreath.

It's a sad day for America when our leader can't even walk through a bit of rain to say a heartfelt "thank you" to those who gave everything to maintain our freedoms.  Donald Trump may not have the good sense to be ashamed of his neglect of our war dead, but I, for one, am damned sure ashamed for him!

(For anyone who would like to explore the awfulness of World War I, may I recommend the novel "Johnny Got His Gun" by Dalton Trumbo.  It is a reading adventure that you will be unlikely to ever forget.)

Friday, November 9, 2018

America Is Looking Younger and More Diverse

by Pa Rock
Serial Contributor

As I have mentioned in this space several times, I made small contributions of $7.77 each to seventeen political campaigns this season.  All but one went to either first-time candidates for office or to candidates who were trying to move up to a higher office - and all were Democrats.  I did support one incumbent whom I felt was struggling to hold onto her office against a strong Republican challenger.  Now, three days after the election, five of those races are still in doubt - and of the other twelve, eight have been declared winners and four have lost.

The list of $7.77 club members who lost include North Dakota Senator Heidi Heitkamp - the lone incumbent that I supported, as well as Paul Davis who ran for Congress in KS-02, Ammar Campa-Najjar who tried to unseat Congressman Duncan Hunter in California, and Beto O'Rourke who gave Texas Senator Ted Cruz the political race of his life.

The winners from the group included Senator-elect Jacky Rosen of Nevada, Governor-elect Laura Kelly of Kansas, and incoming Democratic Members of Congress including Sharice Davids of Kansas, Xochitl Torres Small of New Mexico, Angie Craig of Minnesota, Cindy Axne of Iowa, Lucy McBath of Georgia, and Antonio Delgado of New York (and the only male in that group of winners.)

The undecideds include Stacey Abrams who was running for governor of Georgia (although her opponent is claiming victory), Andrew Gillum (candidate for governor of Florida), Kyrsten Sinema (who has a slim lead in the race for Jeff Flake's Senate seat in Arizona), Gina Ortiz Jones (a candidate for a congressional seat in Texas), and Jared Golden (who is running against an incumbent Republican congressman in Maine.). Hopefully those will sort out quickly - and most, if not all, will slide into the Democratic column.

The profiles of Democrats who ran this week were amazing.  Many were taking their first tentative steps into the political arena - and many of those were successful.  Suddenly America is beginning to look younger and more diverse - and that is a very good look for us as a nation.


Thursday, November 8, 2018

Mr. Romney Goes to Washington

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Mitt Romney, a former villain in the private equity industry and a bishop ("stake president") in the Mormon Church, tried and failed to become President of the United States back in 2012 when he faced off against incumbent President Barack Obama - and lost decisively.   But now, six years later, the seventy-one -year-old Romney is finally headed to the show.

Romney, a former one-term governor of Massachusetts and who famously owns a beach home with a car elevator in southern California, was easily elected this past Tuesday to fill the Senate seat of Utah's Orin Hatch, a man who has served in the U.S. Senate longer than most of that institution's furniture.

And Romney, the son of a former Republican governor of Michigan, appears to not totally be in the thrall of Donald John Trump, an independent position that many other Republicans in Congress are unable or unwilling to assume.

Yesterday, just as the dust began settling from Tuesday's election, Donald Trump did two things of note.  First, he got into a yelling match with two national journalists at a rare Trump press conference and suffered what appeared to be a near-total meltdown - and second, he fired his attorney general, Jefferson Beauregard Sessions, III, and ordered him to vacate his office that day.

(One of the best internet memes of the day said that Trump had finally found a Confederate monument that he did not mind pulling down!)

Well, Trump actually took one other very critical action yesterday.  He replaced Sessions - not with his assistant, Rod Rosenstein, the man who got the ball rolling on the Mueller investigation (which Trump constantly refers to as a "witch hunt") - but with the chief of staff to the attorney general, Matthew Whitaker, a former U.S. Attorney from Iowa who has a bit of a shady business past and has previously spoken out against the Mueller investigation.

Some fear that Trump is moving quickly to set up his own Saturday Night Massacre and rid himself of the Mueller probe.

But then here comes Senator-elect Romney, and he is saying "not so fast!"

Yesterday in a statement that undoubtedly sent White House staffers scurrying to find the emperor's anti-acid tablets, Mitt Romney threw this gem into the national discourse:

"It is imperative that the important work of the Justice Department continues, and that the Mueller investigation proceeds to its conclusion unimpeded." 

And by now somebody has probably explained the big words in that statement to Trump, and he is busy banging out some fifth-grade-level tweets to put that uppity Mormon in his place.  "Vengeance is mine!"  roareth The Donald.

Good luck with the rage and bluster, Donald.  Mitt Romney is not your typical Republican sycophant. He is independently wealthy and has enough backbone to withstand a Force-Five Windbag!  You can huff and puff all you want, but don't expect an intelligent senator who is at the front end of a six-year term to be easily blown away!

The downfall of Donald John Trump may have started from within his own political party.  Wouldn't that be delicious!





Wednesday, November 7, 2018

A Few "Highs" from Yesterday's Elections

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

While America's White Nationalists somehow managed to increase their stranglehold on the United States Senate yesterday,  the other chamber in Congress, the House of Representatives, fell into the hands of Democratic Party.  The Democratic House majority is historic in that it offers up the first real opportunity for any government oversight of the excesses of the Trump administration.  But it will also, many fear, offer up the ideal boogeyman for Trump to run against in 2020.

One of the best bits of news came early in the evening when it was announced that Kim Davis, the Republican County Clerk in Rowan County, Kentucky was defeated in her re-election bid.  Davis had made international news back in 2015 when she went to jail for five days for refusing to sign the marriage certificates of gay couples who were married in her county.   After the novelty of her bigotry waned and Republican politicians quit dropping by to get their pictures taken with her, Davis wrote a book which claimed that she had been working under "God's authority."  Well, last night God apparently abandoned the thrice-divorced Rowan County Clerk.

From that point on, however, the news was more of a mixed bag.

Rising Democratic star Beto O'Rourke lost his effort to unseat Republican Senator Ted Cruz of Texas, although it has yet to be determined just how many other Texas Democrats O'Rourke pulled across the finish line to victory in his amazingly strong race.

(Another very eloquent candidate lost a Senate race in Illinois to an incumbent in 1858 - and went on to be elected President of the United States two years later.  That candidate who inspired a nation through his performance in a series of backwoods debates was Abraham Lincoln.  Just sayin . . .)

Democrats moved a couple of major Republican sleaze balls to the unemployment lines including Scott Walker, the two-term governor of Wisconsin, and Kris Kobach, the Secretary of State in Kansas who lost his bid to become the state's governor.  The defeat of Kobach, an architect of voter suppression legislation in Arizona and the person who chaired Trump's ill-fated effort to make the movement flourish at the national level, was particularly sweet for progressives.

As of this writing at least two very important races have yet to be determined.  Stacey Abrams is apparently trailing Georgia's Secretary of State (and chief vote suppressor) Brian Kemp in a race for governor of Georgia that is still too close to call, and votes are still being tallied in Arizona's Senate contest between two members of Congress:  Democrat Kyrsten Sinema and Republican Martha McSally.

My Kansas grandchildren will soon have a Republican governor and a Republican to represent them in Congress.  Kansas, you rock!

And, of course, the big headline of the evening is that Democrats have retaken the House of Representatives.  They needed twenty-three new seats for control, and the latest figures indicate that they will have at least thirty.  Now, if they could just figure out a way to scoot Nancy Pelosi out of the way, better days would be at hand!

One more "high" note of interest is that Missouri has officially joined with the majority of the nation (thirty-one other states and the District of Columbia) in approving the use of marijuana for medical purposes.  There were three provisions to that effect on the Missouri ballot with two failing and one passing with over 65% of the vote.  The one that passed is an amendment to the state constitution which puts control of who can legally use pot for medicinal purposes with physicians.  A tax of four-percent is included that will be used to benefit veteran's groups.  Individuals with a valid prescription will be allowed to grow up to six flowering marijuana plants for their personal use.

A rise in home gardening is predicted!

Staying high might be one way to handle all of the political theatre that is sure to ensue as subpoenas and indictments begin flying over the course of the next two years.  Smoke 'em if you got 'em, because it's sure as hell going to be a bumpy ride!

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Beto

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

One of the races that I have truly enjoyed following this election is the exciting Senate race out of Texas.  By rights, there should be no excitement in that race because the incumbent is a nationally known Republican running for re-election in a predominantly red state.  But Ted Cruz, the Republican, is not your average GOP candidate, and his Democratic challenger, Congressman Beto O'Rourke, has proven himself to be a hard-hitting, persistent, and relentless opponent.

Cruz ought to be leading by twenty points, but instead most reliable polls give him a very minor lead of just a few points.  And Beto is not slacking off!

Ted Cruz has one primary obstacle that is proving difficult to overcome:  he is Ted Cruz, and many people, including some of his GOP colleagues in the Senate, do not like him.   He is loud and brash and obviously more focused on another run for the White House than he is in addressing the needs and concerns of ordinary Texans.

Beto O'Rourke, on the other hand, is a dynamo in rolled-up shirt sleeves who draws huge, boisterous crowds and is not afraid to speak on the issues, even with views that are not generally seen as conservative enough for Texas.  O'Rourke, who has visited all 254 counties in Texas, often driving himself in his own car, is comfortable rubbing shoulders with real people - real Texans, while his opponent, Cruz, comes across as more of an imperious creature of Washington, DC.

Beto O'Rourke should lose tonight, but he has run such a great race that an upset is definitely within reach - and if that happens my prediction is that it will signal that tomorrow morning will look very blue indeed!

Beto's positive and energetic campaign has added Democratic strength to every other race in Texas, and it has inspired Democratic candidates - and voters - from coast to coast.  He is everything that Ted Cruz isn't - and that's a huge plus for Texas.

Give 'em hell, Beto!

Let People Vote!

by Pa Rock
Regular Voter

One of the many encouraging items on Twitter this week was a tweet which stated that singers Willie Nelson and Melissa Etheridge were both sending their tour buses to Dodge City, Kansas, to help get voters to the new polling place - the only one for the city's 13,000 voters - which was relocated to a facility outside of town.  The new voting place has no sidewalk access, nor is there any public transportation to the site.

The rest of Ford County has an additional 1,300 voters who are served by three additional polling stations.

Dodge City is about 60% Hispanic, and some felt that Ford County Clerk Debbie Cox moved the polling place to negatively impact those particular voters.   In fact, the whole thing went to court this week, but the ruling favored the clerk saying that opening another polling station at this late date would only serve to add confusion to the situation.

The ACLU had sent Cox a letter asking that her website include a link to the ACLU's voter helpline, something which might help to quell voting confusion - particularly among the Hispanic voters.  In ignoring that request, Clerk Cox scribbled "LOL" on it and forwarded the letter on to Kansas Secretary of State Kris Kobach.  She obviously had a greater interest in serving the political needs of Kobach than she did in serving her constituents in Dodge City.

This morning I scanned the internet news sources to see if the tour buses were on duty and ferrying people to the polls.  After digging around for quite awhile and finding no stories about the effort, I came to the sad conclusion that the tweet about Willie Nelson and Melissa Etheridge had most likely been false - perhaps a dirty trick to keep others from rushing out to Dodge City to help in the voting effort.

But the United States is a country of good people, and I am confident that many true Americans are in Dodge City this morning providing rides to the polls.  The people there will struggle to exercise their voting franchise, and, if for no other reason than to honor their valiant efforts to cast ballots, the rest of us also need to get to the polls.

Democracy is best served when everybody has the opportunity to participate.

Vote, dammit, vote!

Monday, November 5, 2018

Monday's Poetry: "We Will Not Vote for You!" (A Poem to Donald Trump)

by Pa Rock
Poetry Appreciator

Today's poem is a political piece by Elizabeth Coreas.  It first ran on the website HuffPost on October 27, 2015.  One year later, on October 27, 2016, a week before Americans embarrassed themselves at the polls, HuffPost ran an updated version of the poem.  The updated version follows.

Donald Trump is not on the ballot tomorrow, a fact he readily admits.  But he claims that regardless of his name not being on the ballot, this election is still all about him.  And while Trump is probably best known for lying about nearly everything, even when he has no apparent need to, many Americans would agree that he is right about the primary issue tomorrow - it's him!  Of course, in the true spirit of Trumpism, all Republican victories tomorrow will be a direct result of his positions on the issues and personal charm, and all Democratic victories will either be dishonest or the result of "dark" forces like the media or Republicans failing to follow his majestic guidance in their campaigns and adequately tout all of his inspired positions.

Credit goes to Trump, blame resides elsewhere - always!

But the actual election is still one day away, and while record numbers of Americans have already voted, many more will do so tomorrow.

Today is a good day to spend some time reflecting on the person who sees himself as the center of everything and the focus of everyone:  Donald John Trump.   Elizabeth Coreas is obviously not as enamored of Donald Trump as he is of himself, but whether Trump believes it or not, every voice matters - and this is hers - with simple words and phrasing - and rage profound.


We Will Not Vote for You!
(A Poem to Donald Trump)

by Elizabeth Coreas


Who is this man before us?
This man so full of hate?
This man who if turned President
Thinks to seal our fate?

Who is this man before us?
His voice so arrogant and loud
His nostrils flaring when he speaks
His heart so cold and proud.

"Build a wall!"  We hear him shout
"Let's keep illegals out!"
"Those born here are all the same
They all entered the same route!"

Oh how your ignorance consumes you
Oh what a fool you are
Men like you have come and gone
Yet you're the worst by far.

YOU are the rapist, Mr. Trump
You raped us with your words
You tried to strip our dignity
And make us lose our worth.

Open your eyes and see our fathers
who work until they bleed
Until their feet are filled with calluses
Just to meet our needs.

Open your eyes and look at us
to through your eyes of anger
We are the future of America
And not what you call "Anchor."

We crush not your economy
We do not steal your jobs
We do the work that others won't
Because they're lazy snobs.

You underestimate our votes
And your failure is foreseen
Polls will open soon
And more will turn 18.

This is the message we are sending
A message strong and true
Our voices rise together:
WE WILL NOT VOTE FOR YOU!

Sunday, November 4, 2018

Win or Lose, McSally Is Headed to the Senate

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Martha McSally may be struggling in one of the toughest U.S. Senate races in the country, but the Arizona Republican has the comfort of knowing that whether she wins or loses this Tuesday's contest with Democrat Kyrsten Sinema, she will likely get to the Senate anyway.  And, if she does lose to Sinema this week, chances are excellent that McSally will already be seated and serving in that august body by the time Sinema arrives to take the oath of office in January.

McSally and Sinema, both currently serving in the U.S. House of Representatives from Arizona, are vying to replace U.S. Senator Jeff Flake who was bullied into retiring by Donald Trump.

But Arizona also has another rapidly approaching Senate opening.   The state's senior senator, John McCain, died late last August a few weeks after McSally had won a tough Republican primary for Flake's seat.  Governor Doug Ducey appointed former Republican Senator Jon Kyl to replace McCain, but Kyl stipulated that he was only willing to serve until the end of the year.  That means next month Ducey will get to make another appointment to the Senate - and in case McSally is fresh off of a loss to Sinema - well, do the math.

If McSally gets to the U.S. Senate through a Ducey appointment rather than through an election process, Kyl would be very likely to step down before the end of the year and allow her to be sworn in in December - thus gaining important seniority over all of the newly elected Senators who will arrive in January.

Of course, there is a chance that McSally could enter the Senate in the more traditional manner of getting elected.  If that happens, Doug Ducey would still get to appoint a replacement for Jon Kyl - and God knows who that would be!

Senator Arpaio, anyone?

Saturday, November 3, 2018

The $7.77 Club Update

by Pa Rock
Campaigner

In addition to the letters to voters for Vote Forward that I wrote and discussed in this post yesterday, I have done two other things to promote a good outcome in next Tuesday's election.

First, when visiting my doctor for a routine exam last week, I complained to his nurse regarding Fox News which is always playing in the clinic waiting room.  I told her that it was distracting and annoying, and that I felt it was impacting my blood pressure.  (And sure enough, my blood pressure was elevated that morning.)  I suggested the clinic might be better served with some good children's programming - and then she even offered up her own suggestion that music might be a nice addition. I haven't been back yet to see if my recommendation was followed, but I would be surprised if my redneck neighbors let them get away with replacing Fox and Friends with Sesame Street.

The other effort that I made was to send small donations of $7.77 to political candidates whose personal stories caught my attention.  That proved to be a hard project to abandon, and I eventually wound up donating to seventeen candidates.

For the record, the $7.77 Club includes three Democratic candidates for governor:

Laura Kelly of Kansas, Stacey Abrams of Georgia, and Andrew Gillum of Florida;
Three Democratic candidates for U.S. Senator:

Beto O'Rourke of Texas, Kyrsten Sinema of Arizona, and Jacky Rosen of Nevada;
One incumbent Democratic Senator:

Heidi Heitkamp of North Dakota; 

And ten Democratic congressional candidates:

Paul Davis (KS 02),  Sharice Davids.(KS 03),  Xochitl Torres Small (NM 02), Angie Craig (MN 02),  Cindy Axne (IA 03),  Gina Ortiz Jones (TX 23),  Jared Golden (ME 02),  Lucy McBath (GA 06),  Antonio Delgado (NY 19), and Ammar Campa-Najjar (CA 50).
That's the seventeen.  Together they represent a diversity that has been lacking for far too long on the American political scene.  The seventeen encompass eleven females and six males, four from the LGBTQ community, four blacks, one Native American, one Latina, one Palestinian/Mexican/American, one mother of a youth who was a murder victim of Florida's bloody stand-your-ground law - shot for playing his music too loudly, one professional Rapper, one kick boxer, and at least two veterans of the Bush Wars in the Middle East.

The amount of fresh perspective those seventeen would bring to government would be astounding.  I wish them all much success next Tuesday!

Friday, November 2, 2018

One Million Letters!

by Pa Rock
Relentless Campaigner

'Tis the season for receiving political junk mail, and Pa Rock has been getting more than his share.  A few Democratic flyers slipped through the heavy GOP cultural curtain that drapes most small communities in the Midwest, but the big majority of political mail that makes it to my mailbox comes GOP PACs in the form of glossy adverts that blast all Democrats as being tools of Nancy Pelosi, Hillary Clinton, George Soros, and Maxine Waters.  I generally rip those up on the walk back to the house.

What I didn't receive were any personal letters asking me to get out and vote - but I did write a few.

I have mentioned the efforts of Vote Forward in this space previously.  The group developed a form letter that left lots of room for personalization by the people who actually filled out and mailed the letters - including a space for the letter-writers to pen why they always vote.  The letters encouraged the voters to whom they were ultimately addressed to get out and vote on November 6th.  There were no political appeals for specific candidates or parties - just encouragement to go vote.

(The recipient lists provided by Vote Forward were geared toward people in flippable districts who were infrequent voters, but, based on previous voting patterns, thought to be likely to vote Democratic.  By the time I joined the effort a couple of weeks ago, Vote Forward was soliciting letter-writers for twenty-nine congressional districts nationwide, many of which also had close governor and/or senate races in play.)

Letter-writers received addresses in groups of twenty-five and could do up to one hundred letters - and then ask for special permission if they wished to go beyond a hundred.  I wound up doing fifty:   twenty-five for Kansas 02 and twenty-five for Kansas 03 (where a couple of my grandchildren live).  Many of the writers worked in groups at letter-writing parties, but I plodded along on my own - with background music from Alexa and moral support from Rosie!

All letters were to be mailed - with the sender's own postage - on Tuesday, October 30th.

The stats began coming out yesterday.  24,681 people wrote and mailed a total of 1,009,383 letters to infrequent voters in districts that could conceivably flip to Democratic control.  A lot of those letters won't be deliverable for one reason or another, but the ones that do get through are likely to be opened because they are arriving in hand-addressed envelopes with first class postage attached.  They appear much more personal in nature that the generic campaign materials that routinely clog mailboxes at this point in the election season.  And of the letters that are opened, a few are likely to accomplish their mission of nudging people to vote.

Vote Forward has instituted a  great project.  It is likely to increase voter turnout (and research says that of the people who receive the letters, three percent will be more likely to vote because of the letter effort), it engages people like me - getting us fired up and actually doing something productive in the election in addition to voting, and it pumps a nice wad of cash into the struggling U.S. Postal Service - slightly over half-a-million dollars for this year's effort.  Win, win, and win!

And Pa Rock feels really good about himself knowing that he may have stirred a handful of votes for three exceptional Democratic candidates:  Paul Davis for Congress in KS 02, Sharice Davids for Congress in KS 03, and Laura Kelly for Governor of Kansas!

Go get 'em, Kansas!

And go get 'em, America.  Vote, dammit, vote!

Thursday, November 1, 2018

The Tea Towel Lady is Gone

by Pa Rock
Rider of the Rails

Our trip to Van Buren, Arkansas, on the Missouri-Arkansas Railway has come and gone without incident, and now I find myself safely back in West Plains.  I say "without incident," although a most inconvenient rain fell while we were on the ground in Van Buren.  We had lunch at a 50's themed hamburger and breakfast joint in what appeared to be an old soda shop straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting.  Later we nosed through a few overpriced flea markets posing as "antique" shops as well as a store that specialized in used books, muffins, and fancy coffee drinks.  Everything was tourist priced, and there were no discounts for the cold and steady rain.

The last time I had been on that particular train, more than twenty years ago, one of the main attractions was the tea towel lady, a woman who lived in a remote area around Chester, Arkansas, who would run out into her yard and joyously wave a tea towel every time a train would pass.  The conductors would blast the horn as they approached so she would be ready to welcome the passing train.  We learned on this trip that she has passed away.

Thanks for the smiles, tea towel lady.  You are remembered fondly by thousands!

Rosie was happy to see me today - you betcha she was!

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Halloween on the Rails

by Pa Rock
Ramblin' Tourist

Merriam Websters'  "Word of the Day" today is "lycantrophy" - a delusion that one has become a wolf.  Happy Halloween!

This morning I am in the northwest Arkansas community of Rogers, a once-quiet berg that now is home to more than 50,000 people and stretches across wide expanses of land that were hundreds of cow pastures in my youth.  This corner of Arkansas has grown like crazy over the past few decades thanks to the success of companies like Walmart (boo, hiss), Tyson Foods, and J.B. Hunt Trucking.

This morning Patti and I are joining my sister, Gail, at the train station for the Missouri-Arkansas Railway in Springdale, Arkansas, where we will board a restored old steam train for a two-hour ride through the exceptionally beautiful fall foliage to visit the little flea market town of Van Buren, Arkansas.  We will be on the ground in Van Buren for a couple of hours and then take the train back to Springdale.

It's been twenty years since I have taken this particular trip, and I am anxious to revisit the adventure.

Most little towns in rural Missouri and Arkansas now have flea markets in the buildings that used to house to thriving small businesses.  Thank you, Walmart, for destroying the America of my childhood.

And again, Happy Halloween!

Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Trump Using U.S. Troops as Political Props

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

For the past couple of weeks Donald Trump has been braying about a “caravan” of 7,000 Central Americans that was heading for the U.S. southern border.  Now better estimates are that this bedraggled parade of impoverished refugees numbers no more than 3,500, and the Mexican government is offering them sanctuary in Mexico.  The number ultimately arriving at our border and seeking refuge in a nation where almost everyone is an immigrant or a descendant of immigrants looks as though it will be diminished to a mere trickle.

But Donald Trump has his heart set on having the United States posed in a combative stance for purely political reasons, and to insure that the news coverage reflects his personal toughness, he is ordering even more U.S. troops to the border.  Last week it appeared as though 800 uniformed men and women would deploy along the border with Mexico – but now that number has suddenly increased to fifty-two-hundred.

Fewer immigrants and many more troops.  Those professors at Wharton Business School apparently didn’t do such a bang-up job in teaching math – or logic.

But whether it’s one soldier being sent to the U.S.-Mexico border or one million, is that a proper role for our military to be playing?    Do we really need that many highly trained individuals heading south to serve as little more than political props in Donald Trump's culture wars?  

Donald Trump has been in office nearly two years now, and during that time he has played a LOT of golf. During that time he has also stayed well away from our military troops who are on the front lines fighting to defend democracy.  Trump has never visited a war zone.  Does he have any real knowledge of why we have a military, or are our service men and women just there for him to manage and manipulate – like so much hotel staff?

If Trump wants to pepper the news with images of the United States standing firm against shoeless, ragged, and hungry brown people, he should go the border himself and pose for his own damned photographs.  Surely to God there is a golf course somewhere close to the Rio Grande.

And meanwhile, send those troops to Puerto Rico where they are desperately needed and could do some real good!

Monday, October 29, 2018

Monday's Poetry: "Pass On, Pass On . . ."

by Pa Rock
Poetry Appreciator

It's been an unusually busy week for America's hate-fueled extremists.  During the past few days three middle-aged white men, right-wing malcontents with political agendas closely aligned with those of Donald Trump, have been arrested for crimes which all appear to be rooted in hatred toward specific groups of people.

After thirteen pipe bombs were mailed to Democratic politicians and other individuals associated with humanitarian causes, the FBI arrested Cesar Sayoc, Jr, age 56 of south Florida.  Sayoc, an ardent Trump supporter, was a loner living in a van that was plastered with Trump stickers.   Sayoc immersed himself in right-wing rhetoric and propaganda.  One of the deranged views that he harbored was that Parkland student activist, David Hogg, was actually an actor who was on the payroll of American Jewish billionaire, George Soros.

Gregory Alan Bush, age 51, of Louisville, Kentucky, was arrested on Thursday morning after he shot and killed two black individuals - one inside of a Kroger's grocery, and the other in the Kroger's parking lot.  Just minutes earlier Bush has been observed trying to force his way into a black church.

And finally on Saturday, Robert Bowers, age 46, entered a synagogue in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and opened fire on several elderly congregants who were there to celebrate a birth.  Eleven people were killed and several others, including three policemen, were wounded.  Bowers was reacting to his belief that Jewish organizations were assisting refugees to enter the country, and he was particularly focused on the "caravan" of Central American refugees that Trump has been railing about.  Five minutes before he entered the synagogue, Bowers posted the following on a right-wing social media site:

"I can't sit by and watch my people get slaughtered.  Screw your optics.  I'm going in."

And he did - with his AR-15 blazing.

Through it all, Donald Trump has tried to stay above the fray and keep up his appearances at his campaign rallies - where his rhetoric continues to amp up anger among his followers - people like Sayoc, Bush, and Bowers.   Trump is upset that these three major hate crimes have distracted from his  continuing drumbeat for hate that he defines as "election momentum," and he is quick to point the finger at others - especially the media - for creating the climate of fear and anger that brings about these savage attacks.

These horrible crimes are always someone else's fault - never Trump's - and he is always the true victim.

I felt that today's poem should somehow reflect what America has had to endure this past week, and I finally selected a piece that was written b a Jew living in the Warsaw Ghetto at the start of World War II.  It speaks to the horrors of the time with a promise that the faith will survive.  And that should be the goal for all of us in these dark times - to know that ultimately our faith in the goodness of humanity will survive and triumph.

Pass On Pass On…
by Izi Kharik
Pass on, pass on, you mournful grandfathers
with frightened beards covered with snow.
One last disaster one last woe.
You remained last witnesses –
Pass on, pass on you mournful grandfathers!
Woe and grief in your whole village
crushed in suffering and want.
For every starving bite of bread
so long ago you smiled and begged.-
Woe and grief in your whole village.
And now you appear terrified, bedraggled
with trembling knees that shake.
Who knows, who knows what will be
if these sons will remain in Jewish faith? –
You cannot stop the trembling of your knees.
And we are the ones who still call you
grandfathers
And know it will not be for very long
We rise up like first blare
like trumpet sound of coming joys,
we the ones who still call you grandfathers.
It’s good to look into mournful eyes.
when sorrow alienates you from the rest…
We -yes you and you- it is our fate
never to bow down again
Pass on, pass on you mournful eyes!-
Pass On Pass On…
by Izi Kharik
Pass on, pass on, you mournful grandfathers
with frightened beards covered with snow.
One last disaster one last woe.
You remained last witnesses –
Pass on, pass on you mournful grandfathers!
Woe and grief in your whole village
crushed in suffering and want.
For every starving bite of bread
so long ago you smiled and begged.-
Woe and grief in your whole village.
And now you appear terrified, bedraggled
with trembling knees that shake.
Who knows, who knows what will be
if these sons will remain in Jewish faith? –
You cannot stop the trembling of your knees.
And we are the ones who still call you
grandfathers
And know it will not be for very long
We rise up like first blare
like trumpet sound of coming joys,
we the ones who still call you grandfathers.
It’s good to look into mournful eyes.
when sorrow alienates you from the rest…
We -yes you and you- it is our fate
never to bow down again
Pass on, pass on you mournful eyes!

Sunday, October 28, 2018

The Yiddish Policemen's Union

by Pa Rock
Reader

Sometime around thirty years ago I came across Michael Chabon's first novel, The Mysteries of Pittsburgh, at a bookstore, and after flipping thought it and reading snippets, decided to purchase the book and explore the talents of the new author.  I was not disappointed.  I was also pleased a few years later when I discovered his second novel, Wonder Boys, and read it as well.  Both of those early Chabon novels made it onto the big screen, with Wonder Boys drawing a big name cast that included Michael Douglas, Frances McDormand, Tobey Maguire, and Robert Downey, Jr.

Chabon's third novel was really going to have to be something special if he was going to top his two previous efforts - and it was.  The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, which I also read, not only knocked it out of the literary ballpark, it also picked up the Pulitzer Prize for Literature along the way.  Clearly the young author that I had stumbled upon quite accidentally had achieved a level of success that few contemporary writers could ever hope to obtain.

But Michael Chabon, now a college writing professor and married to a fellow novelist, did not stop there. Recently while digging through the shelves and stacks at Powell's Bookstore at the airport in Portland, I came across his fourth major novel for adults, The Yiddish Policemen's Union, and decided it was time to reconnect with this old friend.

I began reading The Yiddish Policemen's Union with absolutely no foreknowledge of the plot or setting.  It started off as a standard noir detective story with both the protagonist and the corpse making their appearance on the first page.  As I began working my way into the story, I discovered that the seedy hotel in which the crime took place was located in Sitka, Alaska.  I had been to Alaska for my first and only visit a couple of years earlier, but unfortunately our cruise ship did not stop in Sitka, so I suspected that Chabon might be preparing to expand my knowledge of the 49th state.

I was wrong about that.

Several things seemed to tug for my attention as I read through the opening pages.   The detective, Landsman, mentioned a shot glass that he had which celebrated the Sitka World's Fair thirty years before.  Wow, here I am a world traveler who has taught geography in high school and at the community college level, and I did not even remember that Sitka had hosted a world's fair.   Then there were references to the city's large Jewish population, again something I must have forgotten, and finally a glancing reference to the city's three million inhabitants.  Even that slid by me for another page or so until I finally had a mental jolt and realized that the whole damned state of Alaska has less than a million people!

At that point I hit the internet to learn more about the discrepancies between Chabon's Sitka and the actual Alaskan town with its population of about 8,700 hearty individuals.

Chabon's fictional Sitka had its roots in the 1946 (fictional) turmoil in Palestine in which the Palestinians literally drove its Jewish invaders into the sea.  The United States opened an area of Alaska including Sitka and the surrounding district for temporary Jewish settlement.   This new homeland had a time limit of sixty years, and as the novel opens the time of the "reversion" was at hand.  All of Sitka's three million or more Jews were under a deadline to find new homes and move on.

Chabon's narrative of the troubled times focuses on Meyer Landsman, a drunk of a police detective with a host of personal issues that includes his lingering love for his ex-wife who happens to become his boss during the unfolding of this tale, a murder victim who was reputed to have been a healer and one of a multitude of temporary messiahs who had come to earth over the past two millennia, and an intricate web of very secretive and powerful Jews who were orchestrating a plan to once again take over the Holy Land.  And the only thing standing in the way of the reestablishment of the Jewish homeland in Palestine is Detective Meyer Landsman.

The real magic of this book is in witnessing Michael Chabon's ability to create strong, believable characters at work in a completely invented setting as they struggle to change a history that never really existed.   Chabon's writing is powerful - as always - and the scope of his imagination is breathtaking!

The Yiddish Policemen's Union will take you where you've never been before.  Michael Chabon is a master at that.

Saturday, October 27, 2018

The FBI Does Its Job!

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

I haven't always been a fan of the FBI, especially when the agency seemed to be little more than Richard Nixon's Department of Dirty Tricks, but recently, especially since the Trump administration seems to have declared its own personal vendetta on the agency, my opinion of the FBI has become more favorable.  The agency does it job - and does it well - even with people like Jeff Sessions and Trump pulling at the brakes and constantly trying to limit its powers.

Yesterday the FBI arrested Cesar Sayoc, Jr, a 56-year--old man who has a long history of criminal activity.  Sayoc, a bodybuilder with a history of taking steroids, has worked as a stripper and bouncer in south Florida where he lived.  Recent photographs would suggest that he is probably no longer dancing for dollars.

I predicted in this space two days ago that the FBI would soon solve the MAGA Bomber case, and the ink on that post had barely dried when an arrest was made.  I also predicted that the bomber would ultimately be revealed to be a white male (correct again) who sat in a darkened room all day listening to Fox News.  It turns out that the "master" criminal who sent out at least thirteen pipe bombs, none of which detonated, didn't even have a room to sit in.  He was apparently living in his van, a sad sanctuary covered in stickers promoting Donald Trump and condemning people and news sources which Trump openly labels as his enemies.

There is no word yet on whether or not Mr. Sayoc was turned into a dangerous vegetable through constant radiation from Fox News, but he certainly bears an intellectual resemblance to people who immerse themselves in that milieu.   The bomber wannabe has supposedly referred to himself as a white nationalist, and he has been a past attendee of at least one of Trump's hate rallies.

So much for the conservative-inspired delusions that these bomb mailings had been a "false flag" operation in which liberal groups sent the bombs in order to make conservatives look bad.  This guy was a Trumper right down to his tear-away pants and dirty g-string.  Now, of course, there will be convoluted efforts to still try and blame this terrorism on American liberals, but the audience for such nonsense grows exceedingly smaller.

I did hear that Fox News in its continuing struggle to be "fair and balanced" blurred images of Sayoc's van on its news casts yesterday so that its viewers didn't have to be bothered with what was written on the stickers in its windows.  Fox, it would seem, remains committed to not giving its viewers too much factual information.

Donald Trump, of course, blames the high levels of anger in America on the press, and he loudly laments that the bomb stories took America's attention away from its real problem of the barefoot immigrants who are slowly marching north.  Russia is not a problem, nor are China and North Korea - and Saudi Arabia is just an unfortunate blip on diplomatic radar.  The real threat to the Untied States of America - in the mind of Donald John Trump - is a ragtag group of brown immigrants seeking sanctuary in the United States.

And intellectual giants like Cesar Sayoc, Jr, believe him.

Friday, October 26, 2018

Trump's 'Theatre of Evil' Rolls On

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Over the past couple of days the Trump administration has been trying to draw attention away from a collapsing stock market by ramping up rhetoric against several hundred refugees from Central American violence who are slowly walking north along a highway in southern Mexico with hopes of eventually reaching sanctuary in the United States.  Because these immigrants are brown - and not milky white like Trump's Central European immigrant wife - he has been robust and unrelenting in his threats toward them.

Donald Trump has referred to immigrants of color as "animals" and characterized their homelands as "shithole" countries.   He has also stated a desire to encourage immigration from places like Norway, a Scandinavian country with a largely white population.

Most Americans, and even more than a few Trump supporters, recognize this play for what it actually is - an attempt to control the news and direct attention toward a favorite class of boogeymen for the Trumpsters - immigrants of color.  It is hate-inspired political theatre under the control of a bigoted blowhard who also happens to be a master distracter.

Stirring racial hatred is nothing new in American politics.  People like Richard Nixon, George Wallace, and Orval Faubus were building careers based on inciting hatred and fear of minorities a half-century ago, but now with Donald Trump stepping out of reality television and onto the world stage, racist fear-mongering has become an art form.  Trump, unlike the leading bigots of past generations, makes no attempt to hide his feelings.  He refers to torch-carrying Nazi protesters as "fine people," and has people working in the West Wing who are blatant in their racist positions.  Trump has even taken to calling himself a "nationalist," a term often adopted by hate groups who somehow feel that it is reflective of their desire for a white nation.

It's all code, and dog whistles, and, in some cases, just plain and unvarnished racism.

The Trump administration is preparing to send 800 uniformed United States troops to the southern border for a long series of photo ops as they stand tall to prevent the ragged parade of impoverished humanity from entering the United States.  It will play out beautifully on Fox News.  

Now that Donald Trump has figured out how easy it is to use America's military forces as props in his theatre of evil, how long before he has them patrolling American streets and telling American citizens where they can and cannot go.

Don't think that it can't happen here.

Thursday, October 25, 2018

Lunatic MAGA Bomber Launches War on America

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Words have consequences, and Donald Trump's ceaseless condemnation and disparagement of certain American individuals and institutions are giving birth to a monstrous attack on civilization.  Over the past two days at least ten packaged pipe bombs addressed to individuals who have been specific targets of Trump's hateful rhetoric have been discovered in the U.S. mail system.

Early indications are that all of the bombs have been mailed by the same individual or group, and that they originated in the state of Florida.  As of this writing, none have detonated and there have mercifully been no injuries or deaths.

The pipe bombs discovered so far have been addressed to philanthropist George Soros, Bill and Hillary Clinton, Barack and Michelle Obama, former CIA Director John Brennan (sent to the CNN studio where he works), two to Congresswoman Maxine Waters (one to her DC office and another to her office in Los Angeles), former Attorney General Eric Holder, actor Robert De Niro, and two to former Vice President Joe Biden.  All of the intended victims were either past or present Democratic officials or known critics of Donald Trump - and all had, at one time or another, been targets of Trump's vile and abusive hate speech.

The pipe bomb addressed to former Attorney General Eric Holder had an incorrect address and was returned to the Florida office of the person listed on the return address:  Congresswoman Debbie Wasserman Schultz.  Congresswoman Wasserman Schultz has also been a past target of Trump's verbal abuse.

The FBI is investigating, and even though Donald Trump has also heaped scathing abuse on that federal agency, it will ultimately engage its world renown investigative abilities and find the demented person who was behind this vile attack on America.  But until that happens, we are left to the views of professional speculators as they scurry to pound their own political agendas into theories that will satisfy a gullible public.

One theory currently being put out by extreme right-wingers, people like Lou Dobbs, is that "liberals" are somehow behind all of the mayhem,  and that it is a plot to make conservatives look bad.  A second right-wing talking point is that this spate of bomb-mailings was not meant to be serious because all of the bombs were sent to individuals who have good security set-ups in place.  Nobody was going to get hurt.  (Except maybe for some underpaid security person - or a mail carrier - or a kid riding his skateboard past a mailbox where one of the packages accidentally detonates - on anyone of dozens of other innocent bystanders.)   Chances are almost non-existent that the perpetrator would succeed in murdering a former President with his device, but thousands of underlings could have their lives inadvertently upended or destroyed by this criminal madman.

Donald Trump and his parrot, Sarah Huckabee Sanders, both took to the microphones yesterday to condemn this wave of potentially lethal violence, but Trump could not let it rest at that.  Later in the evening he began barking about the need to bring down the levels of hate rhetoric - and he went directly to his favorite nemesis, the press, and credited them with creating the situation and atmosphere that gave rise to the mayhem.  Trump, being Trump, never accepted any responsibility for the rising levels of anger and hate in America.

Credit is always his, blame never is.

I did hear one commentator saying that the levels of hatred must be brought under control before "someone gets killed."  Heather Heyer would probably like to have the opportunity to respond to that - but she can't because she's already dead - killed by one of Trump's "fine people" when he deliberately drove his car into a crowd of protesters at Charlottesville.  And the news staff at the local newspaper in Annapolis, Maryland, might even want to do a feature about violence inspired by hate speech, but they have been seriously understaffed since five of their colleagues were gunned down and killed at work last June.   Those hard-working people were journalists - an occupation Donald Trump routinely refers to as the "enemy of the people" and whose work product he describes as "terrible," "garbage," and "fake news."

But, it is what it is.   A few ideological toads will bandy about wild theories saying that the "liberals" are behind all of this, but, in the end it will be some lone lunatic who has been sitting in a dark room listening to Fox News and masturbating to Donald Trump's bellicose threats and taunts against the media and people he regards as his enemies.    The FBI will find this person - and it will be an angry white man with deep psychological issues and a big assortment of guns.  A third-grader could write the profile.  The hard part will be sifting through all of the people who match that description - aka Trump's base - and coming up with the right person.

Some left-wing activists are awful people.  They heckle and insult Republican officials who dare to dine in public.   But some right-wing activists, on the other hand, have a strong preference for bloodshed.  It's time for both groups to settle down and show some tolerance, but that seems to be little more than a fleeting fantasy in the time of Trump.

Trump's unrelenting hate-mongering is taking us over a cliff and into an abyss of ignorance and intolerance.  For America to regain its sanity and moral bearing, Donald John Trump needs to sit down and shut the hell up.   Unfortunately, those things aren't in his nature.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Trump Is Good for Something After All

by Pa Rock
Activist

I've had an interest in politics for as long as I can remember.  I grew up in a post-World War II Republican household and generally considered myself Republican by birthright until college and Richard Nixon came along and altered my view of the world.  Nixon made me a Democrat, and his malevolent influence was so formidable that I have basically been at home with the Democratic Party for the past half century.

To my young mind Richard Nixon represented the absolute bottom rung of political decency, and his corrupt administration inspired me to get politically active.  I have always voted, but early on I also participated in door-knocking for candidates, hosting campaign events, and even serving on my county's Central Democratic Committee - including one term as the chairman.

As the years piled on, complacency began to settle into my political life, and for the past several election cycles I have limited my activities to writing a few small checks, sporting the occasional yard sign and bumper sticker, and, of course, voting.  Perhaps my drift toward inactivity was due to the fading specter of Nixon - or maybe it was a product of advancing age.   The flame of moral outrage was dimming.

But then along came Trump and that old flame of indignation is once again blazing.

Donald Trump is a waddling reminder of how bad it can get if good people quit paying attention and taking part in government.  He has quickly reset the national agenda to greed, racism, misogyny, homophobia, the destruction of public education, elimination of the social safety net, a bumbling foreign policy, and a bloated military without a clear mission.  He governs by impulse and tweet - and changes positions and priorities faster than a NASCAR pit crew can change a tire.

The fires of outrage that inflamed my youth are once again burning brightly.  Donald John Trump, like Nixon before him, has inspired me to action.  Within the past few weeks I have voted, prepared fifty personalized letters to infrequent voters in Kansas (2nd and 3rd Congressional Districts), and sent donations of $7.77 to more Democratic candidates than fit comfortably in my budget.  I suspect that during the next thirteen days I will come up with a few additional ways to aid the causes of decency and democracy.

No man is completely worthless - because he can always serve as a bad example.  It was true of Richard Nixon, and it's damned sure true of Trump!

Donald Trump has me pissed off and fired up!  He is good for something after all!

Vote, dammit, vote!

Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Snakes Fornicating: Ted Cruz Crawls into Bed with Trump

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Has it just been two years ago that Donald Trump was posting unflattering pictures of Ted Cruz's wife on Twitter and making accusations that the Texas senator's father had been involved in the assassination of President Kennedy?  Why it seems a lifetime ago that an enraged Cruz fired back at Trump calling him "a pathological liar," "a narcissist at a level I don't think this country's ever seen," "utterly amoral,"  "a serial philanderer," and a "sniveling coward."

How the world has changed in just twenty-four short months!  Then Donald Trump was referring to Cruz as "lying' Ted," and now that same fountain of ever-flowing excrement is gushing with praise for the senator that no one likes and giving him a whole new set of Trumpian labels, things like "Beautiful Ted."  Then Ted Cruz was awash in moral indignation over Trump's effort to humiliate his wife, and now he is heaping praise  on the Golfer-in-Chief and publicly promising to campaign at his side in 2020.

What the hell happened?  How did those two vile and sadistic SOBs suddenly develop such an unabashed love for each other?

Well, it's all politics, a surreal other world where those running for office sprint down a hall filled with fun house mirrors and strike whatever absurd poses that pollsters tell them the voters want to see.  Cruz is in a surprisingly tight race to retain his senate seat, and he needs the support of the lying, narcissistic, amoral, cowardly Trump.   And Trump, who desperately wants to retain his relevance through continuing Republican control of the Senate, needs to be seen as supporting lying Ted and his ugly wife.

The snakes are fornicating, boys and girls, and those with weak stomachs need to look away.

Monday, October 22, 2018

Trump Set to Eliminate an Entire Class of People

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

A competent therapist (i.e. not one who was schooled in the wonders of "conversion therapy") will explain that the determination of gender is not a simple matter.  Most will argue that gender is a fluid concept that flows along a continuum with John Wayne holding a rifle at one end and June Cleaver in pearls and heels with dinner on the table at the other.    The line, however, is not as simple as that.  Most of the people of the world fall someplace in the middle with certain degrees of physical trappings of one gender as well as emotional and psychological markers that are strung along the continuum and may not be as clear-cut.

Bob may workout at the gym, pack a pistol, and be a poster boy for maleness, yet he gets a deep satisfaction out of cleaning house and cooking, two activities historically associated with women.  Carol may have given birth to three children, yet she would much rather be out cutting wood than fixing their lunches.  

Most people who study gender issues, in fact, tend to  believe that gender is not a binary option, a simple check mark in a "male" or "female" column.  It is far more complicated than that.

Today over 1.4 million Americans openly identify as a gender that differs from the one into which they were born.

Title IX is the federal civil rights law that bans gender discrimination in education programs that receive financial assistance from the government.  Conservatives have generally opposed Title IX since its inception, fearing that it would force girls to play football or cause student athletes to have to share locker rooms based on some non-specific gender basis.   Then, during the Obama years, Title IX protections were extended to include a wider range of genders including individuals who regarded themselves as gay, lesbian, or transgender.  That brought about  rage from conservative quarters, particularly with regard to locker rooms and bathrooms.

The Trump administration sees election gold in America's struggle with gender diversity.  Evangelical Christians, people not generally known for their tolerance, have long pined for a return to the world where men were men and women were glad of it.  In their cloistered view of the world you are born into a specific gender - as determined by your physical genitalia at the time of birth - and so shall you remain - forever and ever - amen.  And now the Trump administration seems determined to adopt that  narrow point-of-view as the law of the land.

Title IX is enforced in part by four federal departments:  Education, Justice, Health and Human Services, and Labor.  Currently the Department of Health and Human Services is spearheading an effort to establish a legal definition of sex under Title IX, one which they hope clarifies who the law is intended to cover, while, at the same time, gives a victory to Christian fundamentalists who are still smarting over the notion that the world is round.  HHS has issued a memo which says:  "Sex means a person's status as male or female based on immutable biological traits identifiable by or before birth."

Trump and his half-baked Christians are seeking to eliminate America's transgender population with the simple stroke of a pen.

Kaitlyn Jenner welcome back to the world of Bruce.  Your buddy Trump is coming for your identity, and he aims to take your soul, as well.

And just for the record, there is no such thing as absolute maleness or femaleness.   John Wayne spent much of his life in make-up pretending to be other people, and June Cleaver may have been the ideal wife, but many American husbands still prowled around at night looking for qualities that poor June did not exude.

Gender is complicated.  Sadly, the Trump administration is not.

Sunday, October 21, 2018

Law and Order DNA

by Pa Rock
Genealogist

I met a lady on my recent trip to Salt Lake City who has had her DNA tested by three different companies, each with its own unique slant on results:  one was to study family migration patterns (probably the DNA program of National Geographic Society), one was to study her mother's lineage, and the third, I believe, was focused on her paternal lines.  What struck me as I listened to her enlighten the small group of people who were trapped at her table for a meal, was the growing sophistication of these tests.

It turns out that America's police agencies are also starting to appreciate the fact that the DNA tests performed by genealogy-based companies are producing results that are ever more intricate in their findings - much more so than the DNA databases maintained and used by American law enforcement.  Last year some smarter than average police agencies began submitting profiles to one particular DNA test collection site for genealogists, GEDmatch.com, seeking to be matched with relatives.  The profiles were actual DNA samples from crime scenes, and as the names of potential cousins began to appear, investigators had a pool of suspects to begin examining.

It sounded almost underhanded, and according to an article by Heather Murphy in the New York Times this week, the company's founders, two older gentlemen who basically work for free out of their homes, were put off by the prospect that their work was helping the police without the express consent of people who were using their (basically) free service.  But, after news of the arrest of a person who appeared to be the Golden Gate Killer (an old, cold, unsolved case) through the use of GEDmatch, customers began to weigh in on their opinion of finding criminals through the use of DNA that had been collected to solve family history mysteries - and the customers were overwhelmingly pleased with the practice.

As of the time Ms. Murphy went to press with her story last week, more than fifteen major crimes (murder and rape) appeared to have been solved through the use of that particular genealogy site.

GEDmatch.com does not do any genealogical testing itself, but it does allow users to upload test data that they receive through other companies - usually for free, but also offering a special, elevated "Tier 1" membership for $10.00.   The journal Science has reported that GEDmatch is growing so fast, that within three years every American of Northern European descent will be identifiable through cousins in GEDmatch's database - a fact that raises privacy concerns in a number of quarters - and not just with criminals.

The lady in Salt Lake City who was giving our table an impromptu lesson in DNA said that her husband was vehemently opposed to his DNA being shared with anyone, a fact that seemed to goad her into open defiance of his wishes.  She bragged that she had paid to have their adult daughter tested, and now hubby's DNA was part of the great American database - despite his refusal o be tested himself.

And that's how it works.  The Golden Gate Killer did not rush out and have his DNA tested and put into a database where law enforcement could eventually find him - but one of his cousins did.  Segments of your DNA are already widely available through your "blood" relatives, and anytime you create a child, your DNA is again copied and pushed further along the road to immortality.

From a family history perspective, this stuff is fascinating - but it can also be a horrifying invasion of privacy.   The thing to take from all of this is that you don't have to submit a sample of your DNA to be in a vast DNA database.  There are many ways to capture your genetic identity without drawing blood or spitting in a tube.

Hiding your DNA from Big Brother is futile.  He already has it - or he soon will have.  

Saturday, October 20, 2018

That 70's Show, the Democratic Version

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

There is a constant political drumbeat on social media - and particularly on Twitter - which lays the blame for Hillary Clinton's 2016 defeat on Bernie Sanders and his legions of supporters.  The argument seems to be that if she had not had the distraction of having to deal with the Bernie insurrection, Hillary would have easily prevailed over Donald Trump.  A slightly different version posits that Hillary would have won if not for the fact that many of Bernie's supporters refused to vote for her even after she proved herself by winning the Democratic nomination.

The loss was not Hillary's fault - she lost because of those evil Bernie bots.

Of course there is a counter argument to those positions, one that says the Democrats lost the White House in 2016 because the nomination was rigged by party chair Debbie Wasserman Shultz as well as  representatives closely tied to the Obama and Clinton White Houses.  The people pounding that position are adamant in their belief that Hillary was foisted on the Democratic Party by superdelegates and a biased party hierarchy, and that real people were essentially frozen out of the nominating process.   They argue that Mrs. Bill Clinton was the wrong person to lead the fight against the fascists of Donald Trump.

There are two sides to the coin of why the Democrats lost the presidency in 2016 - and both sides have some validity.

Now, as the focus shifts to 2020, Democrats are beginning to gauge what it will take to win the White House back from the forces of darkness.   In 2016 the party was battling an outsider, a real estate developer and television personality with no experience in politics.  This time around they will be pitted against the consummate political insider, a man who is a proven manipulator of the press corps as well as large, staged, angry crowds.    If anything this race will be much, much tougher than the last one.

With a tougher race on the horizon, it should be obvious to one and all that what the Democratic Party desperately needs is younger, tougher candidates, people who can go the distance and draw sharp contrasts with Trump and his Nazi hillbillies.   People with a minimum of baggage.

That is what should be obvious, but the reality, at least in the early days, is quite different.  Bernie Sanders (age 77) is already plaguing Iowa with the ferocity of.a summer locust, and Hillary (who will be 71 next week) is also starting to sound out the possibility of making a second run for the roses.  And, as if two raids on the rest home were not sufficient, former vice-president Joe Biden (age 75) and former Democratic presidential nominee John Kerry (age 74) are also making serious noises about jumping into the race.

The Democrats are not going to win in 2020 by challenging the geriatric Trump with someone of his own generation.  The party is in need of a much younger standard bearer, someone who will literally force America to focus on the future.  It's time for someone like Kirsten Gillibrand, Cory Booker, Kamala Harris, Beto O'Rourke, or Julian Castro to take center stage and point the way ahead.

Bernie, Hillary, Joe, and John have served us well, but their time on the national stage has literally passed.   The 2020 election needs to be about more than just giving one of them a few additional footnotes in history books - it needs to be about taking our country back from evil people who are bent on its destruction from within.

The plow horses have had their turns and worked tirelessly for a better America - but now its time for them to stand aside and let some young thoroughbreds onto the track.   The 2020 election may be one of the most consequential in history - and it should not be thrown away as a "last hurrah" for some fading party star.

And the best thing that could happen for every Democratic congressional candidate today would be if Nancy Pelosi (age 78) would immediately announce her resignation from the Democratic House leadership.  Her steadfast refusal to give up power casts cold shadows from the past over this year's crop of young and eager candidates.  Nancy's looming presence as the "next Speaker" does not help the cause of those young, dynamic candidates.

The Democrats have their own 70's Show with the likes of Bernie, Hillary, Joe Biden, John Kerry, and Nancy Pelosi.  It's an old show, a tiresome show, and a very, very sad show.  It's time to say thank you, pass out a few gold watches, and flip the channel.

Friday, October 19, 2018

Who Wants to be a Billionaire?

by Pa Rock
Eternal Sucker

I'm just back from town where I purchased my daily iced tea and lotto tickets - and I'm happy to report that tonight's grand prize for the Mega Millions game is now officially one BILLION dollars!

Can you imagine a person trying to pursue some semblance of a normal life after word gets out that he or she has just won a billion dollars?  The horror!  The horror!  Yet people still buy the tickets and hope.

Tomorrow night's Powerball game has a current grand prize of $470 million - and that ain't too shabby either!

I've got mine - for both games!

The Terrorist Kingdom of Saudi Arabia

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

On September 11th, 2001, citizens of the world watched in horror as the United States came under attack from a terrorist organization.  Thousands of lives were lost as four passenger airplanes came crashing into buildings as well as into a field in Pennsylvania.  It was an unimaginable horror that ushered a reluctant world into the new reality of terrorism.

The terrorists on 9/11 were nineteen young men, fifteen of who whom were citizens of Saudi Arabia. Their organization was known as al-Qaeda, and its leader was Osama bin Laden, himself a Saudi Arabian from a prominent family.

President George W. Bush's first concern after he finally made it back to the White House after hop-scotching across the country in Air Force One trying to avoid the terrorists himself, was to  move swiftly to get all of the prominent Saudi Arabians, including some members of the royal family who were in the United States at the time of the attack, safely out of the country.  Bush and his government did not want those prominent Saudis, some of whom had business ties to the Bush family, being within reach of angry Americans seeking retaliation.

Now, nearly twenty years later, the United States is once again struggling with a situation in which its strong ally and trading partner, Saudi Arabia, stands accused on the world stage of committing an awful crime.  This time a Saudi journalist who was a permanent resident of the United States was apparently murdered in a grizzly manner in the Saudi Arabian embassy in Turkey where he went to have some diplomatic paperwork accomplished.   It now looks as though the man was able to record his own murder on his smart watch and transmit it outside of the building to allies.

Saudi Arabia has done a dance of denial with a backdrop of changing stories ever since the journalist's disappearance two weeks ago - and they have been joined in that dance by their man in Washington, Donald John Trump, who also has business ties to the Saudi government.  Trump even sent his secretary of state, grinning Mike Pompeo, to Saudi Arabia to meet with the country's leaders and try to determine what happened.  So far the only clear result is Trump's reluctance to cast any blame whatsoever on the Saudi royal family or the country's government (essentially the same group of individuals) for the disappearance and likely death of journalist Jamal Khashoggi.

Donald Trump, a man who is ready to send the U.S. military.to our southern border to protect the country from a ragtag convoy of jalopies inching north through Mexico, does not want to rush into any finger-pointing when it comes to Saudi Arabia.  Where the Kingdom is concerned, Trump does not want anyone to be labeled as "guilty" before they are found that way in a court of law - and, of course, some people will never be answerable in any court - and Donald Trump knows that all too well.

Money and power continue to have the same noxious odor.

Thursday, October 18, 2018

votefwd.org: Making Change from the Comfort of Home

by Pa Rock
Regular Voter

There are lots of ways that ordinary people can be working to increase voter turnout and influence the outcome of the November midterms.   The county Democrats where I live have been out the past several weekends "canvassing" and promoting the candidacy of the local Democratic candidate for Congress.  Their efforts are laudable primarily because they are teaching people how to become involved at the grassroots, front door level.  But this district is deeply red and the chances of defeating  the entrenched Republican incumbent - at least this time around - are slim to non-existent.

There are several groups on the internet which are focused on the congressional races that are winnable  by the Democratic candidates.  I have run across one that is looking for volunteers to make calls from their own phones to voters in competitive districts, and another that is looking for texters for the same purpose.   Both would require minimum effort, but as someone who is easily enraged by telemarketers, I tend to find the efficacy of those efforts dubious, regardless of what research might indicate - and I certainly wouldn't relish spending a beautiful October afternoon being yelled at by complete strangers.

Recently I came across another venue for becoming involved in elections from the comfort of my own home.  The good folks at votefwd.org have developed a game plan for contacting voters in districts where the races promise to be very close.   Through working with various state and local election officials, the group has developed lists of registered voters who tend to lean Democratic and who have irregular voting histories.  They are using volunteer letter-writers to contact these people and encourage them to vote in November.

The twenty-nine districts being worked by votefwd.org are:  AZ02, CA10, CA 25, CA48, CA49, FL16, FL27, GA06, GA07, KS02, KS03, ME02, MN02, NC02, NC09, NV03, NY01, NY11, NY19, NY22, OH01,  OH12, PA07, PA10, TX02, TX07, TX233, TX32, and VA05.

Volunteers can request to adopt either five or twenty-five voters to contact.  They then print out the letters.  The prepared letters have a non-partisan message that encourages the recipients to be sure and vote on November 6th.  The volunteer writes the recipient's name at the greeting-level of the letter, and signs each letter with their first name and last initial.  The letter also contains the sentence "I have pledged to vote in every election, because . . . " with room for the volunteer to expound on why he or she votes regularly - and to encourage the person who received the letter to go vote.

I put a lot of thought into the message that I wanted to send to my twenty-five adopted voters in Kansas 03 (where two of my grandchildren also happen to live!).  My end result was"

"Voting is my voice and the super-power that I use to make change.  I hope that you will use yours, too!"

And with those simple words, scrawled in my own handwriting, I hope to influence a complete stranger to make a little time to go to the polls on Election Day.

The writing requires some work.  I'm old, and it takes a special effort for me to do much writing by hand without taking breaks.  Then each envelope also has to be addressed by hand - something that helps to make the effort appear much more personal.  A return address within the district is provided (a mail drop) and that has to also be laboriously penned onto each envelope by hand.  Letters that undeliverable for one reason or another are returned to the mail drop, and those names can be trimmed from the list so that it becomes more accurate for the next election cycle.

And finally comes the real expense of the process, placing a first class stamp on each envelope - currently 50 cents per!  The volunteer pays the postage - so my twenty five letters ran $12.50 plus the cost of the envelopes.

The stamp itself is also a way of adding a personal touch to the project.  votefwd.org suggests using one that is somewhat engaging, like the recent Mr. Rogers stamp.  I checked at two local post offices only to learn that they have run out of Mr. Rogers stamps.   I finally came up with one almost as warm and fuzzy:  Scooby-Doo!  (How's that for being cool!)

I routinely toss junk mail without even bothering to open it, but if I got a letter that had been addressed by hand, with a local return address and a cool Scooby-Doo stamp affixed, chances are my curiosity would get the better of me and I would open it.

And just a few people opening their letters and pausing to read my handwritten lines - and then deciding to vote - could turn an election.

I understand that all of the targeted voters in Kansas 03 have now been adopted out, but I am considering taking a second group from some other district.  That is something that I can do to make a difference in November!

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Stormy Gets Her Game On!

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Donald Trump is a braggart, a blowhard, and a compulsive liar who never - NEVER - misses an opportunity to disparage and demean others - especially if those others happen to be female.  In Trump's world, any woman who fails to fawn over his bloated body is suddenly singled out by him as fat, ugly, or bearing some resemblance to a farmyard animal.   He infamously feuded with comedian Rosie O'Donnell for years, and he has also hurled insults at the likes of Cher and Meryl Streep.  To Trump's way of thinking, women who won't throw themselves at him are deeply flawed - and ugly to boot.

It would be hard to stand up to the man who holds the most powerful office in the world, and doubly so if that man was a loud and insufferable moron who felt at ease in saying anything that crossed his mind - a man who was always on Twitter and had the constant attention of the world's press corps.  Fighting back against a bully who packed that much power would require a Herculean effort, and perhaps especially so for someone whose gender had been regarded as second-class for much of the history of the world.

Most women instinctively understood their powerlessness in standing up to a wind machine like Donald John Trump.

But now Trump may have met his match - and the person delivering the punches to his ego is . . . a woman!

Stormy Daniels, a stripper and porn star who claims to have had a sexual relationship with Trump back about the time his third and current wife, Melania, was giving birth to the couple's son, Barron, has been involved in legal proceedings and somewhat of a public brawl with Trump for the past several months as she struggles to free herself from one of his infamous "nondisclosure" agreements.  She would like to make a profit off of that relationship, and Donald would like to keep her quiet even as he lathers her in several coatings of his pungent invective.  Recently Stormy got well under Trump's skin by publicly describing his penis - in less than "presidential" terms.

It's almost like they were married.

Yesterday Donald Trump, who may have been suffering from an attack of gas, found himself with  the time and energy to bang out a dozen tweets - almost nonstop - and one of those tweets zeroed in on Stormy Daniels:

"'Federal Judge throws out Stormy Daniels lawsuit versus Trump.  Trump's is entitled to full legal fees."  @FoxNews.  Great, now I can go after Horseface and her 3rd rate lawyer in the Great State of Texas.  She will confirm the letter she signed.  She knows nothing about me, a total con!"

To which the fearless Ms. Daniels replied, also via a tweet:

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present your president.  In addition to his . . . umm . . . shortcomings, he has demonstrated his incompetence, hatred of women and lack of self control on Twitter AGAIN!  And perhaps a penchant for bestiality.  Game on, Tiny."

Game on, indeed - and it looks as though Fat Boy may have finally met his match!  Break out the popcorn because this is gonna be good!

Trump, you're up.

Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Pocahontas Takes a Scalp!

by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist


by Pa Rock
Citizen Journalist

Donald John Trump, a man who lies with almost every sound that he utters, is still at it.

Last July 5th at one of his campaign style rallies, Trump was taking issue with Senator Elizabeth Warren's claim that she has some Native American ancestry.  Trump had long mocked the senator, as well as our nation's Native American population, by referring to her as "Pocahontas."  During his July 5th harangue, he took his bullying a step further and challenged the senator to get her DNA tested to prove once and for all if she was a descendant of Native Americans or not.  Trump told that crowd:

"I will give you (Sen. Warren) a million dollars, to your favorite charity, paid for by Trump, if you take the test and it shows you’re an Indian."   He then added, "I have a feeling she will say 'no.' " 
But Senator Warren accepted the challenge and had her DNA analyzed.  Yesterday she released the results which showed that she does indeed have American Indian ancestry - and she tweeted this reminder to Trump about his boastful challenge:

"By the way, @realDonaldTrump: Remember saying on 7/5 that you'd give $1M to a charity of my choice if my DNA showed Native American ancestry? I remember -- and here's the verdict. Please send the check to the National Indigenous Women's Resource Center." 
To which Trump, never the gent and always the liar, responded:

"I didn't say that. You'd better read it again."
George Washington, he ain't!
  

Monday, October 15, 2018

Monday's Poetry: The Accidental Haikuist

by Pa Rock
Tormented Versifier

Last Thursday evening as I was surfing through Twitter and thinking about heading to bed, I came across this quote from an internet news site relating to the Kavanaugh affair:

"Supreme Court Chief Justice John Roberts is asking federal judges outside the beltway to investigate complaints over statements made by now - justice - Brett Kavanaugh during his contentious nomination."
Still feeling somewhat embittered by the sordid Kavanaugh business, and smelling another cover-up in the making, I posted this snide tweet in reply:

"Break out the shovels.  Republicans have some more burying to do."
The next morning a tweeter named "Haiku D2" reposted my tweet in haiku form:

"Break out the shovels
Republicans have some more
Burying to do."

It turns out this "Haiku D2" person scours the internet looking for accidental haikus, and somehow he or she came across my lines while I slept peacefully in the Ozarks, totally unaware of my poetic talents.

Well, that's a lie, I guess, because I have tried my hand at a few assorted rhyme schemes and even free verse before - almost all of which have been roundly ignored by almost everyone.  I began this blog on November 4, 2007, with one intent being to use it as a repository for a desk drawer full of old writing scraps - including a few tortured efforts at poetry.   I had gone through a phase in college where I played around with the sonnet form, and some of my original early fourteen-liners made it into the early days of The Ramble.  

I also had a rhyming story that I had created about a little boy who used a bad word at school and was sent to the principal's office.  When the boy's mother arrived, she shocked everyone by using the same naughty word.  That poem, a sentimental favorite of mine, was called "We Don't Talk that Way in Tulsa," and it ran on The Ramble's ninth day of publication - November 13, 2007.  It would make a great basis for a children's book if any illustrators are out there looking for a project.

My favorite personal poetry effort came about in early 2011 while some American friends and I were spending a holiday on the small Japanese island of Yoron just north of Okinawa.   We stayed up late playing Yahtzee and talking until a typhoon that was coming ashore killed the electricity.  I went back to my room, and by candlelight - and with a backdrop of howling winds - began composing a story, in verse, about a fictional pair of murders in a French resort setting.  That effort was called "My Poor Yvette Is Dead," and it ran in The Ramble on the 13th of February 2012.

And now, to demonstrate my continuing poetic prowess, here is a lusty little limerick that I recently put to paper:

Lancelot's Lament
by Pa Rock

"A rogue by the name of Lancelot
Strummed his lyre and did dance a lot
Til the Queen took his measure
And commanded he pleasure
Her Highness by dropping his pants a lot."

I blush at my own talent!