Good evening! There's nothing like a delightful afternoon at the beach to re-energize your spirit, comfort your soul and momentarily rid your mind, from the daily cares of life in America, now.
If the White House releases the sensitive personal information of voters in every state, as they have planned, it may actually turn out to be a paradoxical blessing in disguise for some folks.
We are taught from the earliest age that working diligently to obtain and keep a good FICO score is one of the most important and valuable keys required to unlock vaults of financial benefits, in your lifetime. It is supposed to be the golden gate, we walk through, to unlock all future prosperity.
If the White House insists on releasing voter's private information, such as date of birth, social security numbers and your mother's maiden name, among various other sensitive data, then it rewards Americans who have poor credit ratings and identity fraud thieves living in the criminal cyber world. The losers will be all the hard working, honest Americans with good to excellent credit ratings/FICO scores.
If the Harvard/Yale and Wharton School of Business economists shared the Plummer Joe's of America, reactionary concern to the underhanded inequity, righteous indignation and economic devastation caused by the 2008 Bank Bailout and how injurious that was for the American taxpayer... they better take a closer look at Trump's genius plan to unwittingly let every American voter become victims of identity fraud. It's the real American tragedy, like a train wreck, waiting to happen.
What event could plunge America into another greater depression of note, in these modern times, than this idiot plan to prove voter fraud by dissemination of everyone's private information for public and criminal consumption.
All of it designed to assuage Pres. Trump's low self-esteem and prove his false narrative that he won the popular vote by a landslide over Hillary Clinton. I'd bet the White House doesn't release Donald J. Trump's private information!
It used to be an embarrassment to be denied credit because of a low credit score. Now, thanks to Donald Trump's selfish and narcissistic ego, for the first time in modern history, American's can be proud and bask in the genius of their credit unworthiness!
Pres. Donald J. Trump is setting so many records in Presidential history, it's unbelievable! This could be the time when all Americans, should start yelling, "Please stop winning! We can't take all this winning anymore!"
Good afternoon! It's a lovely day with moderate temperatures. It is inviting weather to enjoy a full basket of picnic goodies, laid out on a patch work quilt. Plenty of food and drink, lovingly prepared for the pleasure of family. It is the beginning of the weekend, that allows you and your honey to lay back and relax for a while, as hungry Grandchildren continue to play at the edge of the world, on happy sandy shores.
When I think about Trump visiting French President Emmanuel Macron, I wonder how it will be reported by the International Press Corp? I wonder how Trump will insist that the American Press Corp receive their briefings of news coverage from France? Will Trump demand that Sean Spicer and his cohort protege, Sarah Huckabee-Sanders dress in street garb, with white painted faces, gloves and French berets on the cobblestone streets of Paris? Performing like the famous French actor and mime, Marcel Marceau's stage persona, "Bip the Clown"? It would be a performance delivered as another White House historical first. Can you feature the scene inaudibly filmed under the Eiffel Tower as the first mimed, White House Press Corp Briefing from France?(Hee-Hee!)
A little ocean-side, picnic finger-food humor to inspire happy thoughts at the beach! After all, if the world is laughing at America's greatest showman in modern history(besides W.C. Fields), we may as well laugh with them!
Good evening! So many things have changed in America during my lifetime, that it scares me, in some ways. When we are young, we cannot fully comprehend the measure of life G-d gives us. Our understanding is limited, by youth.
However, the beauty of age realizes that the steady, unchanged things in life become a greater pleasure every day. I have learned to better appreciate the gifts of G-d. I am become acutely aware, that G-d has given me a cupful of life, the day I was born. I am mindful of my measure of life, the wasted portions and the useful salvaged remnants... as my measure naturally depletes daily, till my cup is empty and I am gone.
Tonight, I think about my Pres. Jimmy Carter. I truly hope he will be ok. I pray for him.
Pres. Carter is 92 years young and has been a dynamic private citizen and public figure, in the eyes of the world. He has not clamored for fame or fortune and has received both in this lifetime. When he dies, his legacy will be one of greatness, because of the decent man that lives inside of him. He was not a perfect President, without flaws. The elevation to President of the United States of America, didn't change the decent man his parents raised him to be. He has lived in such a way, that America has not been made ashamed of him. He has lived a life of service to others and not just to and for himself. His contribution to the betterment of the world has made a difference to every life he has touched.
If his work was finished now, he could rest knowing, he has done much good in the world, for many. That is the definition of a life well lived. May G-d Bless Pres. Carter.
Good afternoon! It's a warm and humid day by the Pacific tide.
The Republican party has decided after a painful deliberation without fresh viable ideas, how to repeal/replace Obamacare, that it is in their best interest to cut their losses and save their powerful political currency of the American voters goodwill for the next coming election cycle.
It is the political equivalent to a common man grabbing the fire ax off the wall, who finds himself caught in a burning building, to save his life. This way the Republican party members can plausibly abdicate any responsibility for messing up American voters healthcare. This crafty solution gives them an exit door to cut and run before their political house burns down. It's a cunning way to pass the hot potato.
Apparently, the Republican party leaders are not familiar with the way auto insurers REPRICE all of the at-fault medical bills from car accidents they pay. The solution to paying high priced medical coverage is the patented formula method of a mathematical solution used to figure the REPRICE of all medical bills, that all hospitals, doctors and various medical providers have agreed and accepted as common practice with car insurance companies, throughout America.
No car insurance company pays any medical bills without re-negotiating the costs that are determined by the patented REPRICE formula. Ask the insurance adjusters who have the check writing authority to pay the medical bills they receive everyday at their jobs. They will tell you that the medical providers who send letters to demand payment for medical services always submit to the REPRICE formula or the medical providers don't get paid and it goes to costly independent arbitration after that, for the medical providers who object and refuse, the auto insurance company payment for medical services rendered.
If car insurance carriers only pay a fraction of the demand payment requested from medical providers, doesn't that indicate that the real costs are below the demand payment for medical services nation-wide? It could be the solution that saves everyone.
Good evening! The winds have died down and the crash of the surf has muffled its booming voice into a gentle collision with the cool sandy shore tonight.
Grandpoppy and I watched the televised clip of Putin and Trump shaking hands after their private 2 hour conversation, on a blue painted stage, surrounded by a few of their colleagues. Then Putin pointed to the press corp in front of them and leaned in closely to ask Trump if these were the people who insulted him? Trump answered in the affirmative. Neither world leader attempted to modulate their voices, but let their collaborative aura of innuendo speak volumes.
Apparently, this was one item on/off of their agenda, that Putin purposely didn't try to protect. They must have discussed Trump's on-going feud with the press, during their meeting. Putin made it clear that he intended his message to be spoken for public consumption.
Putin made no apology for his openly inappropriate attempts to intimidate the press corp. Putin displayed an attitude toward Trump, much like a big brother who sticks up for a younger, weaker brother on the school playground. Putin's message found his bigger target, outside the walls of the blue room, leaving a precisely irrevocable impression intended for the world.
Tonight, I close my blog looking up at a star-lit night and a full ivory moon partially shining through a veil of a thick leafy Sycamore tree. And I wonder..."where is our country headed?"
Good afternoon! It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. The cacophony of the 2 lane street traffic mixed with the distant sounds of bustling crowds of tourists, in the downtown Mom & Pop owned mercantile shops and music playing from the outdoor cafes, lend a palpable air of excitement, every Saturday. It feels like sunny Saturday afternoons spent at the County Fair, running into family, friends, neighbors and tourists. It makes the small old town center for shopping and eating, an irresistible magnet for the young and old, towns folk and tourists, every weekend. It is a magical recipe that draws everyone. It is the uncommon place where everyone is invited to mingle and participate in a soul comforting spirit that lives in the warmth of this little town by the sea. It is a place where no one is refused entrance or denied their slice of the happy social pie that lives here. A place located between the edge of the mountains and the edge of the ocean, where simple joy thrives.
Today, I was introduced to a new word I will be adding to my linguistic lexicon, particularly in political discussions. That word is kakistocracy. It is the perfect word to describe President Donald J. Trump! There may not be a more perfect word in the English language that can accurately describe this man or his professional qualifications or lack thereof; for the highest office in the land.
kakistocracy
Noun
(plural kakistocracies)
Government under the control of a nation's worst or least-qualified citizens.
Origin
Ancient Greek κάκιστος (kakistos, “worst"), superlative of κακος (kakos, “bad") + -κÏατια (-kratia, “power, rule, government").
The use of this newly introduced word, is a good tool in attempting to explain or describe Pres. Trump, amid the kudos from his nonplussed and "poorly educated" supporters rhetoric.
Guten Abend! It's a humid day with temperatures in the high 90's. The allure of sea-glass green water holds an irresistible temptation to "come hither" and frolic with abandon, in the cool crashing waves of the Pacific shoreline.
I hear the old 1973 Seals & Croft song, "We May Never Pass This Way Again", playing distantly in my memory, as I dip my toes into the ocean's refreshing surf. The temperature, sights, sounds and smells are all epitomized in the creative cinematic tales of lost love, new romance, renewed romance and romance remembered in days spent by the seashore. Time well spent.
Tonight's major televised news outlets are congratulating Trump's Presidential performance in his participation of the G-20 summit. They especially give kudos for his extended private discussion with Vladimir Putin. Trump and Putin have agreed to the southwest Syrian ceasefire, which will allow humanitarian aid to begin.
I cannot help, but wonder about the origin and veracity of a suddenly agreed policy between the world's super-powers and their especially cozy, bosom-buddy arrangement.
Vladimir Putin is an intelligent man and nobody's fool. Trump's private meeting with Putin may actually be an exercise in politically fine tuning Trump, in efforts to further Putin's agenda and remove sanctions against Russia. It's possible that neither party will rain on each other's parade, in order to amicably partner, so that American oil companies can drill for oil in Russia.
It would take oil money away from the Arabs. The Russians would sell oil to Europe and America would sell oil to everyone else around the world. It would benefit Trump and Putin to keep Arabic wars going to distract them and remove Arabic and Persian influence in the Middle East. It would allow Israel more freedom to expand their influence and thereby making it easier for America to control the oil fields. Iraq is the only fly in their ointment, for American and Russian oil companies. If a plan like this were successful, it would leave Saudi Arabia out in the cold.
If Putin does have some sensitive information on Trump, he is using to blackmail Trump, this would be a perfect time to ensure Trump's continued acquiescence in a private face-to-face meeting. Putin gets to privately gauge Trump's level of mental/emotional stability and willingness to dance to the propaganda that the Master's tune is playing.
The American media's rush to applaud Trump's diplomatic prowess and success with Putin, seems a little odd, with no critique.
Who didn't reasonably expect Trump to come out of his meeting, with some sort of positive achievement? Trump successfully followed Chief Strategist Steve Bannon's script, so he could spend the next 3 years bragging about it. Trump was right when he said in his election campaign, that America would be saying, "Please Mr. President, stop winning! We're tired of hearing about it!" He'll beat us down and sap our American patience and strength with his non-stop bragging!
Putin's art of Trump's deal, gave his most useful narcissist, something he could legitimately nail onto his short list of Presidential accomplishments. After all, Trump had to explain his private 2 hour discussion, somehow.
In the end, I can imagine that Putin may have amicably accomplished his Syrian ceasefire agreement with Trump, by generously delivering a pat on the head to his favorite golden retriever. Then rewarding Trump with a tasty milk bone, followed by an exuberant "Good Boy!", just for good measure.
