art, life, politics

"No Comment" Art Show

Hey again bloggers, or whoever could be reading this blog. And as far as I blagher know, Occupy Wall Street is still happening and it’s Occupy Wall Street Day 20. And a No Comment Art Show is happening amongst a seemingly bazillion other events as part of that Occupy Wall Street worldwide event. And that description for that event reads as follows. And that photo that finds itself posted above, well it just seems to Occupy Wall Street speak for itself. And what, if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State. Have a great Occupy Wall Street, art events and more day. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind.

We will mount an open art performance and exhibition party called ” No comment” to be held at the historic JP Morgan building at 23 Wall Street on Saturday Oct 8th from 2 PM on.
This event will support the Occupy Wall Street protests. We will hold a silent auction of the art to raise funds to support the protests. We are looking for art, performance, video, to install during the event. Stand for art against power and have a great time doing it.

We have a beautiful building right at the corner of Wall and Broad Street at 23 Wall Street . It is known as the JP Morgan building . It is the most capitalistic corner on Earth. It is a 25,000 square foot historic space in a very contested area. The show preceding the Pop-up show that will take place on Saturday October 8th is called ‘No Comment”. Marika Mairorova created “Loft in the Red Zone” an exhibition that exhibited artists responses to Sept 11th- ten years later. The Occupy Wall Street movement can be considered a healing for the contentious wound of 9/11. Many have objected to business as usual, Wall Street , capitalism as practiced. The fanatics that destroyed the World Trade Center and other targets had ideas about Western Society that had some relevance, despite their methods. This year the power of oligarchs has been transformed by people meeting and holding space. Where this movement is going is anyone’s guess. Governments have fallen, secrets revealed, revolutions started, evolution occurring in real time in public view. it is such a difference from hidden cabals of the past. secret meetings hidden from public view. Process is visible as art and public truth. The Pop-up show supports the process that has been visible in Occupy Wall Street movement has invigorated thoughtful ideas about society, power and political process.
We, at Loft in the Red Zone, are very much looking forward to this collaboration….. Please help spread this call to creative action !!!
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Hey again bloggers, or whoever could be reading this blog. And so here on this day I find myself encountering that blaghers blah blog block again in search of something to post on this blog in an attempt to maintain content for it whenever possible in my blogaholicness. And so here’s an event and a video that I found interesting to post, as they seem as if they can be interesting adventures.

Roundtable On Political Squatting with Alan W. Moore and company

Matt Metzgar of the Lower East Side Squatter-Homesteader Archive Project, and New York artist Carla Cubit will speak about the Lower East Side squatting movement. Alan W. Moore will speak about “House Magic,” his research project on Occupied Social Centers in Europe, which is presently on display at Basekamp, at 723 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, PA.

Saturday May 29th 7PM
with Alan W. Moore, Matt Metzgar, and Carla Cubit
Wooden Shoe Books
704 South Street
Philadelphia PA 19147

And this Video, Trudy Benson at FREIGHT+VOLUME, Who’s Afraid of Ornament at NURTURE ART that seems to be about art, art and more art.

Have a great blogging day.
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A Manifesto

Hey Bloggers, or whoever could be reading this blog. And in my web 2.0 social media user generated content blogaholicness, it is not so often that I find myself blah blogging the headlines. Okay, it is often. And this is one of those headlines of the day that I find myself blaghing with its titles and headlines as follows. And what commentary can I blog about this subject that has not already been said and is being said, I am not sure, as this seemingly communist, capitalist manifesto written afterwards seems to speak for itself:

“Man Crashes Plane Into Austin IRS Office .. Angry Suicide Note Posted”,
“Small Plane Crashes Into I.R.S. Building in Texas”,
“Suicidal Tax Protest: Joseph Stack Crashes Plane into IRS in Austin Texas”,
“Joe Stack STATEMENT: Alleged Suicide Note From Austin Pilot Posted Online”,
“The Manifesto Of Austin Texas Crash Pilot Joseph Andrew Stack”,
“Joseph Stack Manifesto: Austin Plane Crash Pilot’s Blog Text”,
and a commentary…,”Isn’t it obvious that Joe Stack was a Liberal? I mean if he was a Conservative he would have quoted Hitler….?”,
and another commentary “How soon before Mr. Stack becomes the official Tea Party martyr?”

And for some reason that verse from the book, the bible seems to come to mind: “For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows”. 1 Timothy 6:10. And the Manifesto from the website Embedded Art, (Is that that art show in the name of security at the Akademie der Kunst in Berlin Germany, or is that something altogether different?…), that seems to be finding its way throughout internetland cyberworld on this day as follows. And the list of headlines goes on and on….

If you’re reading this, you’re no doubt asking yourself, “Why did this have to happen?” The simple truth is that it is complicated and has been coming for a long time. The writing process, started many months ago, was intended to be therapy in the face of the looming realization that there isn’t enough therapy in the world that can fix what is really broken. Needless to say, this rant could fill volumes with example after example if I would let it. I find the process of writing it frustrating, tedious, and probably pointless… especially given my gross inability to gracefully articulate my thoughts in light of the storm raging in my head. Exactly what is therapeutic about that I’m not sure, but desperate times call for desperate measures.
We are all taught as children that without laws there would be no society, only anarchy. Sadly, starting at early ages we in this country have been brainwashed to believe that, in return for our dedication and service, our government stands for justice for all. We are further brainwashed to believe that there is freedom in this place, and that we should be ready to lay our lives down for the noble principals represented by its founding fathers. Remember? One of these was “no taxation without representation”. I have spent the total years of my adulthood unlearning that crap from only a few years of my childhood. These days anyone who really stands up for that principal is promptly labeled a “crackpot”, traitor and worse.

While very few working people would say they haven’t had their fair share of taxes (as can I), in my lifetime I can say with a great degree of certainty that there has never been a politician cast a vote on any matter with the likes of me or my interests in mind. Nor, for that matter, are they the least bit interested in me or anything I have to say.
Why is it that a handful of thugs and plunderers can commit unthinkable atrocities (and in the case of the GM executives, for scores of years) and when it’s time for their gravy train to crash under the weight of their gluttony and overwhelming stupidity, the force of the full federal government has no difficulty coming to their aid within days if not hours? Yet at the same time, the joke we call the American medical system, including the drug and insurance companies, are murdering tens of thousands of people a year and stealing from the corpses and victims they cripple, and this country’s leaders don’t see this as important as bailing out a few of their vile, rich cronies. Yet, the political “representatives” (thieves, liars, and self-serving scumbags is far more accurate) have endless time to sit around for year after year and debate the state of the “terrible health care problem”. It’s clear they see no crisis as long as the dead people don’t get in the way of their corporate profits rolling in.
And justice? You’ve got to be kidding!
How can any rational individual explain that white elephant conundrum in the middle of our tax system and, indeed, our entire legal system? Here we have a system that is, by far, too complicated for the brightest of the master scholars to understand. Yet, it mercilessly “holds accountable” its victims, claiming that they’re responsible for fully complying with laws not even the experts understand. The law “requires” a signature on the bottom of a tax filing; yet no one can say truthfully that they understand what they are signing; if that’s not “duress” than what is. If this is not the measure of a totalitarian regime, nothing is.
How did I get here?
My introduction to the real American nightmare starts back in the early ‘80s. Unfortunately after more than 16 years of school, somewhere along the line I picked up the absurd, pompous notion that I could read and understand plain English. Some friends introduced me to a group of people who were having ‘tax code’ readings and discussions. In particular, zeroed in on a section relating to the wonderful “exemptions” that make institutions like the vulgar, corrupt Catholic Church so incredibly wealthy. We carefully studied the law (with the help of some of the “best”, high-paid, experienced tax lawyers in the business), and then began to do exactly what the “big boys” were doing (except that we weren’t steeling from our congregation or lying to the government about our massive profits in the name of God). We took a great deal of care to make it all visible, following all of the rules, exactly the way the law said it was to be done.
The intent of this exercise and our efforts was to bring about a much-needed re-evaluation of the laws that allow the monsters of organized religion to make such a mockery of people who earn an honest living. However, this is where I learned that there are two “interpretations” for every law; one for the very rich, and one for the rest of us… Oh, and the monsters are the very ones making and enforcing the laws; the inquisition is still alive and well today in this country.
That little lesson in patriotism cost me $40,000+, 10 years of my life, and set my retirement plans back to 0. It made me realize for the first time that I live in a country with an ideology that is based on a total and complete lie. It also made me realize, not only how naive I had been, but also the incredible stupidity of the American public; that they buy, hook, line, and sinker, the crap about their “freedom”… and that they continue to do so with eyes closed in the face of overwhelming evidence and all that keeps happening in front of them.
Before even having to make a shaky recovery from the sting of the first lesson on what justice really means in this country (around 1984 after making my way through engineering school and still another five years of “paying my dues”), I felt I finally had to take a chance of launching my dream of becoming an independent engineer.
On the subjects of engineers and dreams of independence, I should digress somewhat to say that I’m sure that I inherited the fascination for creative problem solving from my father. I realized this at a very young age.
The significance of independence, however, came much later during my early years of college; at the age of 18 or 19 when I was living on my own as student in an apartment in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. My neighbor was an elderly retired woman (80+ seemed ancient to me at that age) who was the widowed wife of a retired steel worker. Her husband had worked all his life in the steel mills of central Pennsylvania with promises from big business and the union that, for his 30 years of service, he would have a pension and medical care to look forward to in his retirement. Instead he was one of the thousands who got nothing because the incompetent mill management and corrupt union (not to mention the government) raided their pension funds and stole their retirement. All she had was social security to live on.
In retrospect, the situation was laughable because here I was living on peanut butter and bread (or Ritz crackers when I could afford to splurge) for months at a time. When I got to know this poor figure and heard her story I felt worse for her plight than for my own (I, after all, I thought I had everything to in front of me). I was genuinely appalled at one point, as we exchanged stories and commiserated with each other over our situations, when she in her grandmotherly fashion tried to convince me that I would be “healthier” eating cat food (like her) rather than trying to get all my substance from peanut butter and bread. I couldn’t quite go there, but the impression was made. I decided that I didn’t trust big business to take care of me, and that I would take responsibility for my own future and myself.
Return to the early ‘80s, and here I was off to a terrifying start as a ‘wet-behind-the-ears’ contract software engineer… and two years later, thanks to the fine backroom, midnight effort by the sleazy executives of Arthur Andersen (the very same folks who later brought us Enron and other such calamities) and an equally sleazy New York Senator (Patrick Moynihan), we saw the passage of 1986 tax reform act with its section 1706.
For you who are unfamiliar, here is the core text of the IRS Section 1706, defining the treatment of workers (such as contract engineers) for tax purposes. Visit this link for a conference committee report ( regarding the intended interpretation of Section 1706 and the relevant parts of Section 530, as amended. For information on how these laws affect technical services workers and their clients, read our discussion here (
(a) IN GENERAL – Section 530 of the Revenue Act of 1978 is amended by adding at the end thereof the following new subsection:
(d) EXCEPTION. – This section shall not apply in the case of an individual who pursuant to an arrangement between the taxpayer and another person, provides services for such other person as an engineer, designer, drafter, computer programmer, systems analyst, or other similarly skilled worker engaged in a similar line of work.
(b) EFFECTIVE DATE. – The amendment made by this section shall apply to remuneration paid and services rendered after December 31, 1986.
• “another person” is the client in the traditional job-shop relationship.
• “taxpayer” is the recruiter, broker, agency, or job shop.
• “individual”, “employee”, or “worker” is you.
Admittedly, you need to read the treatment to understand what it is saying but it’s not very complicated. The bottom line is that they may as well have put my name right in the text of section (d). Moreover, they could only have been more blunt if they would have came out and directly declared me a criminal and non-citizen slave. Twenty years later, I still can’t believe my eyes.
During 1987, I spent close to $5000 of my ‘pocket change’, and at least 1000 hours of my time writing, printing, and mailing to any senator, congressman, governor, or slug that might listen; none did, and they universally treated me as if I was wasting their time. I spent countless hours on the L.A. freeways driving to meetings and any and all of the disorganized professional groups who were attempting to mount a campaign against this atrocity. This, only to discover that our efforts were being easily derailed by a few moles from the brokers who were just beginning to enjoy the windfall from the new declaration of their “freedom”. Oh, and don’t forget, for all of the time I was spending on this, I was loosing income that I couldn’t bill clients.
After months of struggling it had clearly gotten to be a futile exercise. The best we could get for all of our trouble is a pronouncement from an IRS mouthpiece that they weren’t going to enforce that provision (read harass engineers and scientists). This immediately proved to be a lie, and the mere existence of the regulation began to have its impact on my bottom line; this, of course, was the intended effect.
Again, rewind my retirement plans back to 0 and shift them into idle. If I had any sense, I clearly should have left abandoned engineering and never looked back.
Instead I got busy working 100-hour workweeks. Then came the L.A. depression of the early 1990s. Our leaders decided that they didn’t need the all of those extra Air Force bases they had in Southern California, so they were closed; just like that. The result was economic devastation in the region that rivaled the widely publicized Texas S&L fiasco. However, because the government caused it, no one gave a shit about all of the young families who lost their homes or street after street of boarded up houses abandoned to the wealthy loan companies who received government funds to “shore up” their windfall. Again, I lost my retirement.
Years later, after weathering a divorce and the constant struggle trying to build some momentum with my business, I find myself once again beginning to finally pick up some speed. Then came the .COM bust and the 911 nightmare. Our leaders decided that all aircraft were grounded for what seemed like an eternity; and long after that, ‘special’ facilities like San Francisco were on security alert for months. This made access to my customers prohibitively expensive. Ironically, after what they had done the Government came to the aid of the airlines with billions of our tax dollars … as usual they left me to rot and die while they bailed out their rich, incompetent cronies WITH MY MONEY! After these events, there went my business but not quite yet all of my retirement and savings.
By this time, I’m thinking that it might be good for a change. Bye to California, I’ll try Austin for a while. So I moved, only to find out that this is a place with a highly inflated sense of self-importance and where damn little real engineering work is done. I’ve never experienced such a hard time finding work. The rates are 1/3 of what I was earning before the crash, because pay rates here are fixed by the three or four large companies in the area who are in collusion to drive down prices and wages… and this happens because the justice department is all on the take and doesn’t give a fuck about serving anyone or anything but themselves and their rich buddies.
To survive, I was forced to cannibalize my savings and retirement, the last of which was a small IRA. This came in a year with mammoth expenses and not a single dollar of income. I filed no return that year thinking that because I didn’t have any income there was no need. The sleazy government decided that they disagreed. But they didn’t notify me in time for me to launch a legal objection so when I attempted to get a protest filed with the court I was told I was no longer entitled to due process because the time to file ran out. Bend over for another $10,000 helping of justice.
So now we come to the present. After my experience with the CPA world, following the business crash I swore that I’d never enter another accountant’s office again. But here I am with a new marriage and a boatload of undocumented income, not to mention an expensive new business asset, a piano, which I had no idea how to handle. After considerable thought I decided that it would be irresponsible NOT to get professional help; a very big mistake.
When we received the forms back I was very optimistic that they were in order. I had taken all of the years information to Bill Ross, and he came back with results very similar to what I was expecting. Except that he had neglected to include the contents of Sheryl’s unreported income; $12,700 worth of it. To make matters worse, Ross knew all along this was missing and I didn’t have a clue until he pointed it out in the middle of the audit. By that time it had become brutally evident that he was representing himself and not me.
This left me stuck in the middle of this disaster trying to defend transactions that have no relationship to anything tax-related (at least the tax-related transactions were poorly documented). Things I never knew anything about and things my wife had no clue would ever matter to anyone. The end result is… well, just look around.
I remember reading about the stock market crash before the “great” depression and how there were wealthy bankers and businessmen jumping out of windows when they realized they screwed up and lost everything. Isn’t it ironic how far we’ve come in 60 years in this country that they now know how to fix that little economic problem; they just steal from the middle class (who doesn’t have any say in it, elections are a joke) to cover their asses and it’s “business-as-usual”. Now when the wealthy fuck up, the poor get to die for the mistakes… isn’t that a clever, tidy solution.
As government agencies go, the FAA is often justifiably referred to as a tombstone agency, though they are hardly alone. The recent presidential puppet GW Bush and his cronies in their eight years certainly reinforced for all of us that this criticism rings equally true for all of the government. Nothing changes unless there is a body count (unless it is in the interest of the wealthy sows at the government trough). In a government full of hypocrites from top to bottom, life is as cheap as their lies and their self-serving laws.
I know I’m hardly the first one to decide I have had all I can stand. It has always been a myth that people have stopped dying for their freedom in this country, and it isn’t limited to the blacks, and poor immigrants. I know there have been countless before me and there are sure to be as many after. But I also know that by not adding my body to the count, I insure nothing will change. I choose to not keep looking over my shoulder at “big brother” while he strips my carcass, I choose not to ignore what is going on all around me, I choose not to pretend that business as usual won’t continue; I have just had enough.
I can only hope that the numbers quickly get too big to be white washed and ignored that the American zombies wake up and revolt; it will take nothing less. I would only hope that by striking a nerve that stimulates the inevitable double standard, knee-jerk government reaction that results in more stupid draconian restrictions people wake up and begin to see the pompous political thugs and their mindless minions for what they are. Sadly, though I spent my entire life trying to believe it wasn’t so, but violence not only is the answer, it is the only answer. The cruel joke is that the really big chunks of shit at the top have known this all along and have been laughing, at and using this awareness against, fools like me all along.
I saw it written once that the definition of insanity is repeating the same process over and over and expecting the outcome to suddenly be different. I am finally ready to stop this insanity. Well, Mr. Big Brother IRS man, let’s try something different; take my pound of flesh and sleep well.
The communist creed: From each according to his ability, to each according to his need.
The capitalist creed: From each according to his gullibility, to each according to his greed.
Joe Stack (1956-2010)

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A Naked Cowboy For Mayor

Hey Bloggers , or anyone who happens to be reading this blog, have you heard? The Naked Cowboy is running for Mayor. I know because practically every newspaper, radio station and television news report from yesterday says so. And The Naked Cowboy Rocks, or at least busks away on just about any given day to be found in Times Square in that City of New York. And what else is there to blah blog about that hasn’t already been said about The Naked Cowboy, his underpants, cowboy boots and his guitar. And then there’s that Times Square Alliance best of the buskers entertainment series, as Times Square is going green with its pedestrian plaza, it’s the new thing. And according to yesterdays Metro Newspaper and The Naked Cowboys website also, his campaign slogan is “Because nobody has done more with less”. Though Naked Cowboy is not alone in his race for Mayor of that city of New York, there’s also Jimmy McMillan of the Rent Is Too Damn High Party, the Reverend Billy Talen of the Church of Stop Shopping Choir and others as well. And hey, here’s a video of a band and that Naked Cowboy in Times Square performing as part of the Times Square Alliance Best of the Buskers entertainment series at the new Father Duffy Square. Have a great Naked Cowboy For Mayor day.

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A Film

And so I somehow found myself watching this interesting film titled “The Black Legion” the other day. And according to that internet bible dictionary Wikipedia, “The Black Legion was an additional organization within the Ku Klux Klan and operated in the United States in the 1930’s”. And the film could be a political film that seems to be about some disgruntled factory worker who did not receive that promotion because of a foreigner who took his job. And we wrestle not against the powers of the flesh but against the spiritual wickedness that lies in high places. And this seemed to be one heck of a race relations film that could have been written by the republicans, democrats, or some segment of society themselves straight out of the civil rights movement and even to this day, some sort of law and orderism. And it is that tower of babel. And this Hollywood film seems to be about race relations, power, authority, violence, corruption, mind control, hate, revenge, capitalism, conspiracies, money, war and life . And it could be Cain and Abel and much more to be said about it. And I thought this film to be fiction, some made up story, though this made up story actually seems to be based upon real life events of long lore times ago and who knows, even these days and times. And this film could be the Illuminati, that secret society that may have designed and measures the dollar bill, the statue of liberty the Washington DC capital area, charts, graphs, architecture, structures and buildings. And this secret society could be the seeing eye that sees all, the scull and crossbones, the tree of life, x and y, male and female, good turned to bad, that snake on the medical staff of mercury that flies away on the wings of love mysticism and some sort of religion. And this film could almost be George Orwell’s 1984, maybe. And it could be a depiction of life here on planet earth. And so I thought to add that interfaith symbol above as it is all the faiths and religions of a world. Coexist.. And what does a New World Order mean anyway. Does that have something to do with globalism and one world government, the upc bar code, RFID tag, the mark of the beast or something. And that could be a whole another blog entry. And who are these people in this film and who do they represent in the real world beyond film. Where is the world headed. And what if anything does this have to do with a No Police State.

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A change has come. And it is a change we can believe in. And those are the words that seems to be the motto of the day being that the McCain Obama elections in that country of America have come to pass. And the only thing constant is change. And on this day it seems to be Veterans Day in that country in America. Another patriotic holiday where guns and the people who use them are glorified. And yet the issue of gun control is nowhere to be found in this campaign. It all seems to be about the economy and uncle scam, I mean sam going broke and the New York Wall Street stock market exchange going out of business and having an everything must go sale. And yet headlines of gun violence like Fears of a Dem Crackdown lead to boom in gun sales and Large funeral expected for man allegedly shot by 8 year old son are appearing and still appearing on a daily basis with no end in sight. And yet another person has lost their life to gun violence for no reason at all except for the fact that guns and gun powder have been invented. And I could repost this blog entry over and over in my appeal to end gun violence, to banish guns from every human being on the face of planet earth. To banish guns from every form of marketing and advertising. It is a vicious cycle of some sort of beast that feeds upon itself, crime feeds the media, which feeds more advertising, which feeds more violence. Does not advertising influence society. Guns are the worst invention of a death industry ever. And yet there are still gun shops and firearm dealers to be found in every state of America. A state of guns, firearms and weapons. Is this all the dark iron age of Kali Yuga descending. That yoga, Hindu, Buddhist symbol of the 21st century. And Kali Yuga is an age of struggle, strife, ignorance, vice and devices, sin, moral decline, disintegration and decay. What would Nebuchadnezzar’s Dream have to say about this, some dream of a czar, zar. Is this all 2012 on track. It is not the stone age anymore. Is another world possible. And I am one blogger, one voice. And what, if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind.

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The Dow Jones

Hey bloggers, it is a new day today, and as I find myself browsing this thing called the internet on this day, the day after that historic day the other day of those elections. I find myself coming across a headline that reads Dow off 443 as slump deepins. With content that mentions “Stocks plunged again today, and the Dow Jones industrials suffered their worst two-day point loss ever.” Will everyone be in the soup line now. Can everyone squat the world and have housing for free now, a basic necessity of human life. And this article seems to appear the day after that historical Presidential election that took place in America that is bringing subjects into the headlines such as “Socialism”, “Jim Crow”, “Slavery”, “Diversity”, “Marxism” and other terms that America is not used to hearing. And it is a new day today. And according to, was it New York Metro yesterday, the word of the day was “Free”, as in freedom. And who is Dow Jones anyway. Is that some man whose last names is Jones. And I am still wondering, where is the issue of gun control in these elections. Is it possible to banish guns from every human being on the face of planet earth. Guns are the worst invention ever. And someone left a comment on this blog the other day that read “It is amazing how easily duped the sheeple of this world are. Keep them stupid and enslaved to money and they are easily herded to the slaughter”. And what does that mean. Is another world possible. Hope and change as it has been said in the news lately. Peace on earth and goodwill to all mankind.

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A Day In History

And with those presidential elections that happened yesterday, this day must be some sort of historical day in history not known since the beginning of time in America and as old as America itself with the election of a president yesterday. And so I found myself wandering around in search of a newspaper for one of those collectors editions on this what is being called a historic day in the presidential elections, and those newspapers were all sold out by 8am this morning and nowhere to be found. And the only thing left in their place were “Sold Out” signs. And I must have encountered about four other people who were on one of those same in search of a newspaper for a collectors item of those presidential elections yesterday as I was. And after about the tenth store, I gave up in search of that presidential collectors edition of a newly elected president of America. And this election is bringing terms into the news like “Jim Crow”. And who or what is a Jim Crow and a Jim Crow Law. And that can be a whole another blog posting. And today’s edition of the New York Metro Newspaper, that free newspaper that I happen to get a copy of today, says the word of the day is: Free: adjective 1. enjoying personal rights of liberty, as a person who is not in slavery: a land of free people. 2. existing under, characterized by, or possessing civil and political liberties that are, as a rule, constitutionally guaranteed by representative government: the free nations of the world. And not since memory, have I heard and seen the sounds and cries of joy in the streets as I have heard last night. Have a great election day after.
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Discrimination Nation

When tyranny ends, justice begins. And still when it seems as if the world is and could be falling down all around me and spinning out of control when one reads the news and the world news, I still find myself blah blogging away on this blog for some reason. And that Babylon tower of Babel unity, confusion story thing comes to mind on this day. “And the whole earth was of one language, and of one speech…And they said, Go to, let us build us a city and a tower, whose top may reach unto heaven; and let us make us a name, lest we be scattered abroad upon the face of the whole earth…And the Lord said, Go to, let us go down, and there confound their language, that they may not understand one another’s speech…Therefore is the name of it called Babel; because the Lord did there confound the language of all the earth: and from thence did the Lord scatter them abroad upon the face of all the earth”. And what’s up with that Bible, that most widely read book of all time. Are these stories all true? If you believe. And so in these thoughts again, for what reason do those job applications, workplace applications, housing applications, and a lot of other applications that are passing me by at the moment, have that phrase that says something like: “This place does not discriminate on the basis of race, color,creed,religion, looks, clothing, hair, food and a list of other stuff”, and then the check your nationality box if you are black, red, white, yellow, asian,orange, green, caucasian, african american, indian, purple, human, alien, animal, martian, plant and a list of other things on them if there is no discrimination or status quo at their venue. And what does status quo mean again anyway. A state of quota? A quota of the state? And a state of what? And for what reason does that word discriminate have the letters crime and criminal in it. What does this all mean, I cannot comprehend. Is another world possible. And what if anything, does this have to do with a No Police State.
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This Debate Party

The elections for some different candidate in that country of America must be coming up soon. I know because practically every media outlet that one listens to, watches or reads says so. And with those elections comes the debates. And if you happen to be looking for a reason to debate this party and have your own Debate party, Celebrations has lots of ideas for your debate party. They are fabulous parties made easy. You can find election debate party decorations in all of those red white and blue colors to decorate your party all in red white and blue at their website. You can be a patriot, democrat and a republican all at once with their decoration ideas. And Celebrations has interesting candidate and food ideas also. With Celebrations, celebrating with a party has never been easier.

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