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I run a blog, vlog (soon), am an author, playwright and writer. I do a little bit of everything. I have seen many things, including the solutions to a LOT of issues. I hope my solutions will help solve some problems.
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Ruth Bader Ginsberg is dead. Sandra Day O'Connor who?

The reaction I get from social media when discussing Ruth Bader Ginsberg is: "Sandra Day O'Connor who?"
RGB was NOT the first woman on the Supreme Court, Sandra Day O'Connor was.
RGB did NOT break the glass ceiling, Sandra Day O'Connor did.
Why is Sandra Day O'Connor ignored? SHE was appointed by a Republican. SHE doesn’t count. RGB was appointed by a Democrat.
Who WAS RGB? She was a biased, bitter woman at times.
You would expect a judge to NOT be biased and look at the facts of a case in their consideration of it. RGB once publicly stated that no matter what the case was, she would ALWAYS render a judgment against whatever Trump's position was. A Supreme Court Justice is supposed to use the Constitution as a guide in rendering decisions. Ruth would sometimes pull the basis for her decision out of thin air.
While did she remain seated on the court even though very ill through the last two years of her life? Just so Trump wouldn't get to choose her successor. It got so bad that she would fall asleep WHILE ON THE BENCH, during arguments!
The rumor was it didn't matter. The DNC would contact her clerks; tell them what her opinion was going to be. They would write up “her” opinion, wake her up enough to sign her name and then put her back to sleep. Several of her appearances were done remotely so they could pull the plug on the feed if she dropped off. She became Muppet-like -- not really alive, but not dead enough to be buried.
If you know the movie "Weekend at Bernie's" where a pair of guys party with a corpse they make people THINK is still alive, with RGB it was "Judgment with Ruthy" since she was basically put in positions where others would move her limbs to imitate life while rendering judgments.
Why didn't she do the honorable thing and retire? Well, first of all, there's that word "honorable" which means nothing to an Atheist Liberal. Second, even dead or incapacitated, Liberals are useful to their masters, especially when the Liberal is in a powerful position. If you look back over the last 20 years, you spot MANY Liberals WHO WERE IN HOSPITALS WITH SERIOUS conditions whom the Leadership refused to allow to resign or even die.
Besides, the DNC is used to using the dead to vote and guide politics. RINOs like John McCain demonstrated this the last years of his life. I guess when you don't believe in an afterlife then ending THIS life means the end of all things real.
Christians tend to believe that God will play a part in the future. Atheists “know” THIS, right here, right now, is all they have and once they give it up, THEY won’t mean anything any longer.
Even when kept pumped up with drugs and using mirrors to mimic life, a Liberal in a position of power is better than one whose dead body you have to stand on to get noticed.
P.S. I have a prediction for you. The Liberals rarely honor their dead. They see the cameras and NEED the Camera focused upon on THEM. When you don’t believe in an afterlife, you get all the attention you can NOW.
Saying, mentioning or referencing Trump gets them a spotlight.
At Ruth’s Memorial I bet Trump is mentioned or referenced more times than they say Ruth’s name. After all, she’s dead. The only thing she’s useful for not is to grab camera time as you stand on her corpse and spout dogma.




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The Horses are in the Gate!

 The editing is going faster and slower than I thought it was.  In fact, now that this project is moving, it is doing so in nicer ways than I had feared and I chomp at the bit to make things move faster.
Just because I know and have experienced a lot doesn't mean some parts are not looked forward to being experienced.
When JC was carrying the cross up the hill, he wasn't skipping along excited about going Home.  The cross was heavy, the beatings severe and, just as being born is a process, so is dying, and there are difficulties in both that have to be experienced.
So it is that I wasn't looking forward to some aspects of this part of the adventure.  Trepidation I should have ignored stronger -- I actually think I have something.  But I'm biased.I also lucked out.  Both my Landlord and I have things in common.  No, no, I'm not talking about the times we spent as commanders of Vietnamese Prison camps, I mean we've both been instructors or have training as such.
FvK has had classical instructor training.  He was, at one point, going to be a H.S. Teacher before life got in the way.
Me?  I talk and people listen to me.  That and I can translate any knowledge I have into the jargon and technical levels of anyone I am working with.
Sidebar:  I have been an instructor many times.  Ha ha.  The first time I became an official one, I contacted my mother and told her she could tell her friends that her son had become a Rabbi.  This confused her on several levels:  1) We aren't Jewish, 2) Huh? and 3) She has no friends.
Okay, that last one is a lie and a just a punchline of a joke, but I had to explain to her that one of the classical definitions of Rabbi is "Teacher" or "Instructor."  It is one of the reasons JC is referred to as Rabbi quite a bit.   As one I qualify as the others.
Ha ha.
Anyway, one of the things I wasn't looking forward to was the editing.  But as noted, luck was on my side.  FvK has done editing in the past and has taught several people how to handle the editor.  I have gotten up to speed VERY quickly now that I'm actually doing it.
I am even looking forward to it as well.  I am hoping to publish before EOW, but I have a large plate of stuff queued up to do before the sands of time run out on this week.Still, I've just finished breakfast and I'll be checking to see if the Landlord is up.  While I am connected to his network and have my own PC, the editing program(s) are on his machine.
We edit in the big house, I publish from the garage.  It works out well, as long as I schedule things accurately.
Anyway, his instructions on the editing program have been easy to adapt to and I am flying along.  This is good because I have another hour to 3 hours of stuff to edit. Add on another 2 for flavoring and when I am through I hope to not only have three items ready to go, but also the book ends ready and complete and the inserts labeled and separated.
That written, I see (hear) the dog is out.  That means the Landlord is up.  Time to knock on the door and see if I can get this plate of tasks cleared off.
OH!  I need to take in some dishes to was as well!  Just a couple as most of the stuff is disposable.
Off we go!
**
My name is Sielow and These are my words.
... Got to keep using the tag line wherever I can! 
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Has my GREAT LOSS finally been explained?  Has it finally?

 So my Bosses finally go their heads out of the asses and we've begun moving forward a little more on the Project. This week, though, they decided to remind me they could destroy me any time they desired.
 "Oh, don't worry. I've always understood that. That doesn't mean anything to me at this point in this Project."
 'Do we still have a problem? Is there something MORE you want? Do we still have a problem?'
 "We still have a problem, but it's not an issue."
 'What? What is it now?'
 "Well, to be perfectly honest, we wouldn't be in this shit right now if you HADN'T KILLED LIZ!"
 'Liz! Liz! Liz! By the Lords of Light and Darkness, you ALWAYS bring it back to LIZ!'
 "We wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't killed Liz! She was going to be my push! Instead you ran around with your heads up your asses and you BASTARDS killed off my rock!"
 'Did it ever occur to you that the Client hadn't hired you that last time for Liz to be your Rock? Did it ever occur to you that she was being shown Final Options? 
 'Jobs, friends, co-workers and yes, even a lover. But instead of taking these options, she chose the ending?'
 "SHE -- DID -- NOT -- CHOOSE-- THE -- ENDING! She has been back plenty of times. She has not said or indicated that she came back that last time to get an Ending! YOU KILLED HER! AND WORSE YOU WON'T TELL ME THE REASON!!!"
 ...
 They paused.
 ...
 'What makes you think Liz was the Client?'
 ...
 "What?"
 'What makes you think Liz was the Client?'
 "Oh, I don't know: Because I provided her with the jobs, friends, co-workers and even the lover? All things she needed options on!"
 'But what makes you think LIZ was the one who ordered all of that.'
 "...What?"
 'Liz had no credit, remember? Or none to speak of. What makes you think she was the one who ordered all of those options for her to choose from?'
 "Wait. What? If Liz wasn't the Client, then who ...?"
 'Do you remember her death?'
 "Clearly."
 'Do you remember her entire family turning their back to her when she needed them?'
 "Yes."
 'Who do you think was the Client? It wasn't Liz.'
 "... Then ... Then her family? Why? What was the Reason for bringing her back into my life only to die?"
 'Did it ever occur to you that we were not choosing to NOT answer you? Did it ever occur to you we don't KNOW why? We don't know the Reason.'
 "But why ...?"
 'Why would a Client do this?'
 "Yes. Why?"
 'It Is Not Our Place To Ask Our Clients such questions. We Provide Service, pure and simple.'
 "But, then, why hasn't Liz told me? In all the times she's visited, why hasn't SHE told me why?"
 'What makes you think THEY told HER?'
 "Because she's their family."
 'What makes you think this?'
 "Because they hired us to ..."
 '… Show Liz her Options. But Liz refused EVERYTHING they offered to give to her, INCLUDING a lover. Then when it mattered the most, they denied her.
 'They Let Liz Die.'
 "But why?"
 'We do not question our Client's wants.'
 "Why wouldn't they tell her? She's their Family!"
 'What makes you think she is of their Family?'
 "What ... What do you mean?"
 'We mean, Liz was denied by her family. Liz was ... 
 'Liz was ...
 'The last thing they did was set Liz adrift.'
 "Wha ..."
 'Liz is no longer docked. She is adrift. Why do you think Rob didn't get her on the phone when he called to speak to you?'
 "But she still watches over her family."
 'As she is free to do, but not as a family member.
 'Liz was set adrift.'
 "But why?"
 'We do NOT question the actions of our Clients!
 'Sir! It is NOT that we have been ignoring your requests to know The Reason Liz was brought back into your Life only to die.
 'It's because we have no idea why.'
 I fell to my knees, sobbing.
 'It's not that we took Liz away from you, it's that when Liz was shown a paradise, she chose the alternative. What was the last thing you told her?'
 "Liz, if you don't change your life, you will die and there is nothing I can do to prevent it."
 'And what did she say?'
 "I don't care!"
 'And your Assignment ended.
 'Your assignment for the Client who wanted to give Liz an option ended.
 'Why? We don't know why. They are a Client. They order, we collect, and we provide the services we do.'
 "But ... She was going to be my rock."
 'Yes. She could have been.'
 "HE left because of her death."
 'Yes, HE did. And now he's living with a false cutout of her through your eyes.
 'You always assumed that the fence around his existence was to keep you from interfering. What if, instead, it’s become his prison? He has everything he ever wanted, but still looks out at your life for guidance to His.'
 "I have gone to her grave, twice, every year in pain."
 'And do not think that has not been noted. Even those of that graveyard no longer call you schmuck. Some pity you. Some admire you. Some even respect you.'
 "... I'm not going to stop."
 'Someday you will.'
 "Perhaps. But not yet."
 'We will not stop you your loyalty.'
 "Why does she come back to me from time to time? Why didn't she tell me?"
 'She is adrift. There is nothing to tell.'
 "... Why. Why couldn't you have told me this before?"
 'Because, she HAD BEEN your rock. She HAD BEEN your steady. In all the things you've done, she WAS the thing you were holding onto to keep from collapsing.
 'But now ...
 'Now, the bulldozer has fuel.'
 "It does."
 'You've found the keys.'
 "I have."
 'You know what needs to be done?'
 "I think so."
 'Good. Let's build something.'
 "We're ... we're a year behind."
 'Are we? We hadn't noticed. For all you know, we're right on time.'
 "Okay. I'll see what I can do."
 'Good. Good. Now, is there ANYTHING else we need to take care of?'
 "Yes. One last thing."
 'What?'
 "Can you let me win the lottery? It would make doing this a LOT easier."
 ...
 Do I believe them?
 I don't know. I have fuel for the bulldozer, I have the keys, and I have the funds to get started. The Big Guy even has provided me with some thoughts to chew on.
 I go to Liz's grave in about 4 weeks. She usually starts visiting me a couple of weeks before I go. This time I may have some questions for her. She may not know anything. Once you've been set adrift, you don't really have access to knowledge as much as when you are docked somewhere.
 Oh God, Liz, I loved you. I always have and I always will.
 But this would explain why you are alone when you visit me.
 You poor, stupid shit. You poor, poor, stupid shit.
 …
 I have props, the clothes, and equipment. I … It would have been nice to have a rock to steady myself with on this Project.
 God! I wish Liz had …
 …
 Oh God.
 …
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 "Muke, muke!" y'all! 

 One of the items I was most surprised about in my travels was how dogs bark in different languages.
 ...
 Hopefully you're confused right now as was I. As an English speaking person, my dogs go "Woof" and "Ruff" and "Bark". Given all things throughout creation, I could swear to you that this is Universal, yes?
 Au contraire! I cannot remember exactly which languages, countries and the exact pronunciations involved, so I will fabricate some of what follows.
 Anyway, in one country I was told dogs don't "Back" the "Muraff". Close enough, I guess, but in another I was told they "Muff. Muff", heavy on the 'M'.
 In another, they looked at me oddly for "Bark" and replied it was "Muke, muke".
 And it's not just dogs, although those are the easiest to reference. Cats "mutter", Birds "ketch" and even cows "mic".
 Cow's "mic"ing? Seriously? If you say so.
 Anyway, I was talking to my dog the other while and was half wondering if I should switch to French or some other language. I decided against it. I am currently "English" based and see no reason to switch for the canine.
 Although ... decades and decades ago, I once owned a dog named Poppy who understood basic German. So for many of the commands I'd issue to her, she would follow them better if given in German.
 An my previous dog, <private>, while not prone to any specific language I did always the the impression died while a French soldier. I say this because I would catch visions of specific uniform types whenever there was any thunder and explosion sounding. She would shake and shiver through these loud, explosive sounds and I'd see privates being given commands to get out of foxholes and rush across the battlefield.
 Given her reactions, I'd have to say she was some of the millions who never made it far once she stood up and tried to run.
 ...
 "Muke, muke!" y'all!
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Is THIS why they didn’t provide with the Reason?  Is it?

So my Bosses finally go their heads out of the asses and we've begun moving forward a little more on the Project.  This week, though, they decided to remind me they could destroy me any time they desired.
"Oh, don't worry.  I've always understood that.  That doesn't mean anything to me at this point in this Project."
'Do we still have a problem?  Is there something MORE you want?  Do we still have a problem?'
"We still have a problem, but it's not an issue."
'What?  What is it now?'
"Well, to be perfectly honest, we wouldn't be in this shit right now if you HADN'T KILLED LIZ!"
'Liz! Liz! Liz! By the Lords of Light and Darkness, you ALWAYS bring it back to LIZ!'
"We wouldn't be in this mess if you hadn't killed Liz!  She was going to be my push!  Instead you ran around with your heads up your asses and you BASTARDS killed off my rock!"
'Did it ever occur to you that the Client hadn't hired you that last time for Liz to be your Rock?  Did it ever occur to you that she was being shown Final Options? 
'Jobs, friends, co-workers and yes, even a lover.  But instead of taking these options, she chose the ending?'
"SHE -- DID -- NOT -- CHOOSE-- THE -- ENDING!  She has been back plenty of times.  She has not said or indicated that she came back that last time to get an Ending!  YOU KILLED HER!  AND WORSE YOU WON'T TELL ME THE REASON!!!"
...
They paused.
...
'What makes you think Liz was the Client?'
...
"What?"
'What makes you think Liz was the Client?'
"Oh, I don't know: Because I provided her with the jobs, friends, co-workers and even the lover?  All things she needed options on!"
'But what makes you think LIZ was the one who ordered all of that.'
"...What?"
'Liz had no credit, remember?  Or none to speak of.  What makes you think she was the one who ordered all of those options for her to choose from?'
"Wait.  What?  If Liz wasn't the Client, then who ...?"
'Do you remember her death?'
"Clearly."
'Do you remember her entire family turning their back to her when she needed them?'
"Yes."
'Who do you think was the Client?  It wasn't Liz.'
"... Then ... Then her family?  Why?  What was the Reason for bringing her back into my life only to die?"
'Did it ever occur to you that we were not choosing to NOT answer you?  Did it ever occur to you we don't KNOW why?  We don't know the Reason.'
"But why ...?"
'Why would a Client do this?'
"Yes.  Why?"
'It Is Not Our Place To Ask Our Clients such questions.  We Provide Service, pure and simple.'
"But, then, why hasn't Liz told me?  In all the times she's visited, why hasn't SHE told me why?"
'What makes you think THEY told HER?'
"Because she's their family."
'What makes you think this?'
"Because they hired us to ..."
'… Show Liz her Options.  But Liz refused EVERYTHING they offered to give to her, INCLUDING a lover.  Then when it mattered the most, they denied her.
'They Let Liz Die.'
"But why?"
'We do not question our Client's wants.'
"Why wouldn't they tell her?  She's their Family!"
'What makes you think she is of their Family?'
"What ... What do you mean?"
'We mean, Liz was denied by her family.  Liz was ... 
'Liz was ...
'The last thing they did was set Liz adrift.'
"Wha ..."
'Liz is no longer docked.  She is adrift.  Why do you think Rob didn't get her on the phone when he called to speak to you?'
"But she still watches over her family."
'As she is free to do, but not as a family member.
'Liz was set adrift.'
"But why?"
'We do NOT question the actions of our Clients!
'Sir!  It is NOT that we have been ignoring your requests to know The Reason Liz was brought back into your Life only to die.
'It's because we have no idea why.'
I fell to my knees, sobbing.
'It's not that we took Liz away from you, it's that when Liz was shown a paradise, she chose the alternative.  What was the last thing you told her?'
"Liz, if you don't change your life, you will die and there is nothing I can do to prevent it."
'And what did she say?'
"I don't care!"
'And your Assignment ended.
'Your assignment for the Client who wanted to give Liz an option ended.
'Why?  We don't know why.  They are a Client.  They order, we collect, and we provide the services we do.'
"But ... She was going to be my rock."
'Yes.  She could have been.'
"HE left because of her death."
'Yes, HE did.  And now he's living with a false cutout of her through your eyes.
'You always assumed that the fence around his existence was to keep you from interfering.  What if, instead, it’s become his prison?  He has everything he ever wanted, but still looks out at your life for guidance to His.'
"I have gone to her grave, twice, every year in pain."
'And do not think that has not been noted.  Even those of that graveyard no longer call you schmuck. Some pity you.  Some admire you.  Some even respect you.'
"... I'm not going to stop."
'Someday you will.'
"Perhaps.  But not yet."
'We will not stop you your loyalty.'
"Why does she come back to me from time to time?  Why didn't she tell me?"
'She is adrift.  There is nothing to tell.'
"... Why.  Why couldn't you have told me this before?"
'Because, she HAD BEEN your rock.  She HAD BEEN your steady.  In all the things you've done, she WAS the thing you were holding onto to keep from collapsing.
'But now ...
'Now, the bulldozer has fuel.'
"It does."
'You've found the keys.'
"I have."
'You know what needs to be done?'
"I think so."
'Good.  Let's build something.'
"We're ... we're a year behind."
'Are we?  We hadn't noticed.  For all you know, we're right on time.'
"Okay.  I'll see what I can do."
'Good.  Good.  Now, is there ANYTHING else we need to take care of?'
"Yes.  One last thing."
'What?'
"Can you let me win the lottery?  It would make doing this a LOT easier."
...
Do I believe them?
I don't know.  I have fuel for the bulldozer, I have the keys, and I have the funds to get started.  The Big Guy even has provided me with some thoughts to chew on.
I go to Liz's grave in about 4 weeks.  She usually starts visiting me a couple of weeks before I go.  This time I may have some questions for her.  She may not know anything.  Once you've been set adrift, you don't really have access to knowledge as much as when you are docked somewhere.
Oh God, Liz, I loved you.  I always have and I always will.
But this would explain why you are alone when you visit me.
You poor, stupid shit.  You poor, poor, stupid shit.
I have props, the clothes, and equipment.  I … It would have been nice to have a rock to steady myself with on this Project.
 God!  I wish Liz had …
Oh God.
<sob>
 
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The Impulsive Keyboard Buy

 I admit it was an impulse buy.  I hadn't really consider getting something "like" this.  Just the basic model.
I "needed" a back-lit keyboard.
I find my muses work a lot when I am sleeping.  I wake up with a really good idea and want to record it ASAP, even if it means looking up data.
I have an unused laptop. (I generally dislike the things -- they are anti-PC.  PCs should be big, stationary and have lots and lots of ports.  Tablets are even worse. LOL!)
I found a cheap rolling hospital table -- it has flaws that glue, tape and a couple of bent nails see to have fixed for now -- the glue has come undone and will require fixing soon.
I prefer keyboards that are wide enough for both hands, another reason to dislike laptops and tablets, and a mouse you use with your hand, not peck at on the screen like a chicken.
Fixing the mouse was easy.  Found a wireless USB mouse that works on the small space the laptop doesn't occupy on the hospital desk.  Now for the keyboard -- the impulse buy.
The plan?  Simple, white lit, keyboard.  Easy to see in the middle of the night.
Simple.
Then I saw this multi-colored thing.  It was only a couple of bucks more.  What the heck.
Wow.  The LED cycles through about 7 different colors: Red, green orange, yellow, white, etc.  Neater still, you can set it to cycle through constantly or lock onto a single color.
There are times I want to type in the dark on a red lit keyboard.  Other times when I'd prefer a nice, bright green.  Changes in mood, changes in the season, just 'cause.
This keyboard does that.  Cycling, not cycling, this is an impulse buy I am happy I went for.  Very happy.
Now a word of advice concerning laptop/;PC add-ons:  Don't be afraid to say "No!"
In this case it has to do with wireless devices, or, more specifically, wireless keyboards.
I have, over the years, invested in wireless mice and keyboards.  Mice, yes.  Two directions of movement and three (+/-) buttons, etc.  Quick reaction times due to low data being sent.
Keyboards: NO!!!  Definitely not.  At first I thought it was me.  Was I backwards?  A neanderthal?  Just "not with it"?
I am not a touch typist, but I can be very fast at times.  When I watch the keyboard I can type very, very fast indeed.
But there were times I'd look up from the wireless keyboard and see it was three sentences behind me.
What?  No!  You do NOT get three sentences behind me!  I am live streaming here.  Instant communications.  YOU, Mr. Keyboard, need to keep up.
Then I did the math:  110 keys, shifts, Control, Alts, Numlocks -- it's a lot to take in.  A lot of data to transmit and interpret wirelessly.
Finally I just said: No.
Wired keyboards for PCs, laptops, and even tablets.  The tablet external keyboard is a tiny thing but easily functional on the lone USB port.
In the dark, the keyboard lights are ... pretty.  Just pretty.
One impulse buy I am happy with.
** 
I Am Sielow, These are my words.
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Why the hell is Tyler Perry rich (and famous)?

I KNOW! I KNOW!!
 The question begs itself because Tyler Perry never opens with blockbusters and yet he's rich and famous. Makes a LOT of movies and makes money off those movies even though they are never blockbusters.
 Oh, I should probably mention, Tyler Perry mainly seems to make "Movies for Black Folk."
 The answer to this question you have to come to the movie "Precious" with me. 
SPOILER ALERT: Movie “Precious”.
The movie “Precious” was a racial cross-over hit.  White people were being drawn to it as much as its Black target audience was.  Due to my nature* I was third row center.  Black teens and early twenties were on my left and Liberal Whites were on my right.  How did I know they were Liberals?  Their reactions to certain scenes.  Liberals seem to think the world exists in a rosy glow.  Conservatives know the sh*t is piled high on every side.
*My nature:  I’m a little bit of everything except Oriental.  Black, White, Injun, Hispanic – everyone but the Asians.  It was just getting too full to include EVERYONE!  This means I’ve been dipped in a LOT of cultures.  Sometimes by force, other times by blood.  Anyway ...
The lead character in the movie “Precious” is a fat, under-educated, possibly retarded, pregnant, AIDS infected black girl living “in the ghettos” as we used to say.  In the movie she is hit and hit violently twice.
The first time she was hit, the Black kids in the theater to my left cheered and screamed out, “YEAH!  HIT HER AGAIN!”  The White people to my right looked at the Black teenagers with shock.  They were stunned by the lack of empathy toward the young girl.
The second time the girl gets hit, the young Blacks to my Left are again cheering while the middle-aged White Liberals to my Right are again shocked to this immersion into this aspect of Black society.
Me?  I’m laughing at the White people’s lack of understanding of the world.
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When I got back to the office, I related what happened at the movie to a Black woman I worked with.  Instantly she was angry and she shook a finger in my face and spitting fire said, “This is EXACTLY why I don’t take my kids to see Black movies when they first come out!”  I was confused, but she continued.  “I do NOT want my kids thinking THIS is who we are!  So we wait until the second week, after that trash clears out, before we go see the movies.”  Oddly enough, when I related the theater experience to another Black woman a little later on, I received a similar reaction:  Never take family to the opening week of a Black movie.
Instantly I understood why Tyler Perry is rich and famous even though his movies do not break records when they we come out.
Tyler Perry’s movie successes are not measured in opening weekend, record-breaking presentations.  Instead, Black families are waiting for the Black hoods to go in and present a false narrative of the general Black life, and then once they are gone, about the third or fourth weekend, the Black families go and watch Tyler’s movies.
Spielberg makes $100-million opening weekend.  Perry makes $100-million opening in months, across several weekends.
Spielberg comes out strong, then loses as LOT of his audience the second week, then more the next weekend and finally on the fourth weekend is barely seeing a soul.  Perry sees the same numbers across the month:  Black hoods first, followed by Black middle income and families after the first two weeks.
Therefore, and thus, Tyler Perry becomes rich.
It all makes sense.
Tyler Perry makes good movies of all types, but the Blacks who see his movies tailor their viewing of the movie to how much of the Ghetto they want to deal with when watching his shows.
Crazy.  Well, at least to those in rode colored glasses.  Simply crazy.
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Racism is NATURAL. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS SYSTEMATIC RACISM.


The lesson is a simple one:
Q: What is the natural response to having food placed in front of you?
A: To devour it. To eat is as quickly as possible.
Exactly. A dog does this. Consumes so fast it barely registers. Now:
Q: What does your CHURCH training teaches you to do when food is set before you?
A: To bow your head and give thanks AND then consume it -- Sharing if needed.
Exactly. The Church teaches us to overcome our natural desires and replace them with measured responses.
THE IS NO SUCH THING as Systemic Racism. Racism is NATURAL. It is ingrained in EVERYONE: Black, white, brown, tanned, yellow. or red. Racism aided our ancestors in knowing who belonged to a tribe or a people and who did not. To erect barriers against those who invaded and who to battle against in conflicts.
Racism is NATURAL. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS SYSTEMATIC RACISM.
Now the church teachings tell us to resist nature and to accept others, based on their actions, not their words or looks.
These teachings go toward stealing, lying, sexuality, intercourse, interacting with others, having disagreements, swearing and so forth.
ALL Natural things are to be tempered, controlled. Giving into natural impulses is to be resisted and or eliminated for a better good.
THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS SYSTEMATIC RACISM.
Racism is NATURAL.

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*** Heaven Knows Many Rules ***

One of the neatest things about being an Atheist is you can actually Do Any Damned Thing You Want!! -- as long as you don't get caught .
Sometimes, if you are rich enough or powerful enough, even if you do get caught, You Can Get Away With ANYTHING!
That's one of the draws to being an Atheist: No Rules.
Or, rather, One-And-A-Half Rule: 1) Never get caught. 1.5) If you do get caught be Rich or Powerful Enough to get off without punishment!
It's also one of the draw backs of being a Christian. You've got all these Rules and Requirements! Don't do Evil. Be Honest. Turn the Other Cheek.
Honestly, how do Christians deal with all of this?
"What about Muslims and Jews???" you ask.
Did you know that both the Muslims and the Jews believe in the Ten Commandments? The problem is they believe the Ten Rules ONLY apply to members of the Faith. Sometimes they believe it only applies to members of one's tribe. And, more often than can be believed, it only applies to one's family.
Yep.
Muslims, for example, believe all the Ten Rules are valid and should be enforced -- for any Believer in the Prophet, Blessed Be His Name. But you are allowed to kill Infidels (non-Muslims). God will separate the Good from the Bad after they are dead.
Jews are/were the same way. Except Jews had requirements. Moses, for example, would kick someone OUT of Judaism before having him Stoned. In other cases, the Tribes were free cheat, murder and lie to other Tribes or Gentiles (non-Jews).
This was one of the reasons JC was unique in his philosophy. He said something strange for the time and the place: He advocated that the Ten Rules be applied to EVERYONE! Jew, Gentile, EVERYONE! No Murderin', Lyin', Cheatin' on ANYONE! Even those NOT of the faith!
ARE YOU NUTS? How can you treat EVERYONE like that? As though God loves EVERYONE?
Sheesh!
The only downside of being an Atheist, I guess, is if you are wrong. Also you only have a 25% of getting int Heaven.
If I were a Good Christian, I have a 100% chance of getting into Heaven. Everyone else? Less than.
Look, let's run the numbers:
50% chance the afterlife exists, right? it either does or it doesn't. I happen to know it exists, but A) I have sources you don't and B) For all you know, I could be nuts.
If Atheists are right and it doesn't exist, then it doesn't matter to me because I get to assume I'm getting into Heaven and if nothing exists, then it doesn't matter. I thought I was going to Heaven when I died. The fact I did have a Heaven to get into is Null if nothing exists after life.
Now if Heaven DOES exist, there are two versions:
One version only those who are Good and Follow the Word(s) gets in and then there's the one that let Hitler and Stalin in*.
*Hitler is in his bunker. Ava has taken poison and is dead. He sitting there. The Allies are almost upon him. He takes his poison pill and suddenly realizes ALL THE EVIL he's done. He quickly and honestly prays to God asking for complete and utter forgiveness for ALL his sins up to and including his own murder. After saying "Amen" he's dead.
But because he confessed his sins, he's getting into Heaven.
-- *Same story for Stalin, but with different aspects.
Okay, so either Heaven lets EVERYONE who asks for forgiveness in or Heaven is where Judgement is rendered.
In the second version of Heaven you cannot rob a bank on Saturday and go to Church on Sunday and asked to be forgiven your sins and be cleansed enough to get in.
Actually, JC DID cover this: He actually said: FIRST Change your ways, THEN ask for forgiveness AND THEN you'll get in. But you HAVE TO stop doing bad first.
...
So either Heaven lets everyone in or membership is limited.
So, IS or is NOT and then Flexible or Rigid. No matter what, as long as I follow JC I'm in.
The Atheist? Well, 50% there is a place and then 50% of that chance that you've followed all the requirements to get in, one of which was to believe.
Opps! That hurts!
Atheist have a 25% chance of getting into an Existing Heaven is if it is also a Flexible one.
A follower of JC? Exist or not, believes will get in. Exists then hopes they have followed God's Words enough to be worth.
Huh. Yeah, following JC gives you a MUCH better chance of getting in. A good 100%.
Anything else? Then you have a about a 25% chance of getting in as an Atheist. Which, if you consider JUST Heaven, those aren't bad odds.
But then, if you throw in Hell ... Well, you'd better just hope that ghost of Grandma you saw after she died was just a false memory thingie and NOT an indication there is something BEYOND this existence.
Just cross your fingers as the bus hits you.
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1) LeBron James is starting to feel over the hump.

2) LeBron checked his finances and found out he's not as rich as he assumed. Discovered there were leeches on his finances.
3) Proof? What his start to blow up, sky high, over incidental things ON THE COURT. Someone will hand him the wrong (type) of water bottle, will hand him NOT his favorite towel. He will explode.
4) Proof? Watch him paying attention to his actions more during down time. Trying to sell items for twice what they are worth but only getting 50% to 75% of their worth. AND he'll take it -- fast.
5) Ever wanted a "LeBron" signed anything? He's ready to deal. Watch for more LeBron stuff to show up on eBay.
6) Watch for LeBron to run 90% of a game. Ahead, behind, whatever. He'll have excuses to sit down.
7) Watch for more fouling and being fouled from LeBron (see 6).
8) If you are into such things, watch for James to begin rotating through companions, both male and female. He'll start to suspect people are just using him. He'll distance himself from long time friends.
9) He'll go back to "the old neighborhood" a LOT more, especially during down times but you'll hear about him yelling at and getting red faced with the people in his old neighborhoods.
10)  Time left?  Outside? 5 years. Inside? 2 years.
11) After sitting out for a term, he'll come back better than ever ... for four to eight weeks and then suddenly sink -- badly.
12) Watch for him to commentate more. Do booth interviews.More interviews during practices. LOTS more.
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Mankind Still Needs God, and He's Still Here

When they came to me and told me they needed no more God(s), I was skeptical. There comes a time when this happens, but Humanity didn't seem ready for that stage.
"No, no," they assured me. "I've grown. I come so far. I see stars. I watch planets rotate. I've measured light! I'm a big boy! Big girl! I don't need God(s) any more! I am mature enough to be my own God. I can govern myself and be as great as God makes me."
Sighing, I agreed to take a chance. "Okay," I said, "We can try it for a while. But I think you are still a LONG way away from not needing God."
So We allowed them to be Atheist. To be in charge of their own Morals, their own Judgements, their own Guidance. ( We allowed them the Chance to Resist their own Evils.)  We gave them the reins of the Horse, the keys to the Car, I left the House for a weekend.
Okay, to be honest, if I had Pelosi's priest, I wouldn't find a need to have a God either. Any priest who would sell his God out for money and power deserves no God. I won't say he sold his God to Pelosi, but I cannot tell you the number of times the Rectory has been "painted". I cannot tell you the number of the number of retreats that have benefited from the that California's priest's presence -- far locations, too: Sweden, Caribbean, ... But I drift.
Election times are known to Pelosi's priest by Pelosi's sudden devotion. Elections are times to remind parishioner's, some parishioner's, that tithe's make the church function better.
So benediction is given, church directives are "over looked" and titles such as "Good Catholic" are bestrode to those who don't deserve in in God's Holy Eyes.
But I am no Judge. That is for Later. THAT is for Someone Else.
For now, We were assured that Mankind was past the point of needing Gods.
We allowed and discovered We were not given factual data. Humanity is NOT ready for no God(s). They still need Judgment Day. They still need Eventual Destinations.
They still need Blessings and Damnation.
The actions of those who claim they have grown beyond God 
Humanity still needs God.
Me? I just smile and Serve. When I am asked to Attend, I Attend.
But I also Hope. Even when doing so is without Foundation.
This makes me a little sad. You enjoy it when your Children, even by marriage, grow old enough to be out on their own.
You also get a little sad when you realize they may be retarded and never, EVER leave the House.
Pelosi's actions specifically and the actions of other Godless Ones show that Humanity still needs God. She is just the latest to be of note. There have been many, many others. There are many, many others in Judgement, finding out that just because you deny God doesn't mean he's gone away.
And God will be here for as long as they need Him, no matter how little time they have left.
The Atheists has shown humanity cannot be Justice. No matter what, Man needs God.
And that is fine.
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Democrats cheating with Bluetooth Earbuds

President Trump wants drug tests before the 2020 presidential debates because he suspects Joe Biden, the Democrat opponent, of getting booster drugs for important events. He notes that before an important debate, the normally befuddled man became a verbal juggernaut and before his acceptance speech of the 2020 nomination for the Democrat choice to run against Trump, Biden was prone to serious verbal and mental mistakes.
Yet, suddenly, Trump points out, at these two events Joe is mentally on an even keel.
I honestly believe Trump may be correct.  Many, many employers of large groups of people develop this ability quite well, able to spot those employees who are on drugs that may be hidden to most the other employees and bosses.
I know that for a time, I had such skills and, ancient history I’ll have to tell you about someday, those skills enabled me to move from being a country doctor a couple hours west of Chicago to being a profiler for early mob bosses in Chicago’s heydays around the early 1920’s.
The guy I eventually worked for provided my every need because I could spot the alcoholic, the drug user – and sometimes what kind of drug they were on – as well as which mob bosses were into young girls and which were into young boys.  This information was invaluable when encroaching on someone else’s territory or arranging for the outright elimination of a competitor.
Believe it or not, there was a time when honor among thieves was more than a forgotten phrase; while you may murder, rob and steal from anyone at any time, you never dwiddled the privates of young boys.
Ahhhh.  Dem daze!
But, back to the present! What I want to know is when will someone call the Democrats on the wide usage of ear buds and hidden receivers?
What?  You didn’t know?
Geezus!  It’s been going on for DECADES!  Democrats have had people feeding them talking points from off stage for quite a while.
Way back in time, a television talk show host named Larry King had a pair of presidential contenders on his show for an impromptu to debate.  The debaters were Al Gore and Ross Perot and they were running for the President of the United States in the 1996 presidential election.
During the live debate, Perot complained on air that Gore had an ear bud in his ear and was getting talking points from off stage.  When you reviewed the video of the debates you could clearly see what looked like an anchorman’s ear piece in Al Gore’s ear, but Perot’s charges were completely ignored and he got no traction from the charge.
This was back in the days before the emergence of Conservative talk show host, Conservative television channels and Conservative investigators of any true strength. Democrats and Liberals could ignore, bury and buy off all but the most damning of events.  Even then, in most cases, they could make the events go away in a short amount of time if the person was high enough or powerful enough in the leadership of any organization.
Of course sometimes, a person was deemed to have outlived their usefulness or the scandal was too big and the person involved in the incident was “thrown under the bus,” further exposed, or even outright eliminated.
Democrat presidential contenders, or at least those the party leaders backed, have used ear buds in a HUGE number of situations.  One of the more famous examples involves Barack Obama.
At a rally for Barack Obama, the crowd is cheering Barack and Barack is reaching up near his ear and saying quite plainly something to the effect of, “I can’t hear you.” Then to the roaring crowd he’s saying “Y’all need to quiet down a little.” Which the crowd took as encouragement to be even louder and Barack complained again it was too loud for him to hear.
Many assumed he was speaking to the crowd.
He wasn’t.
He had an earbud in and the crowd was so loud he couldn’t hear the talking points and the script he was being fed to repeat from off stage.
THAT was perhaps one of Barack’s greatest talents.  You could talk to him in his ear and he could repeat, almost word for word, whatever you were telling him to say and with whatever emotional aspects you wanted without missing a beat.
The newest “hearing aids” slash earbuds are Blue Tooth compatible.  You can literally wear an invisible hearing aid linked to people in another room via a cell phone where they are discussing options and one of the people is relaying the chosen option to the person with the hearing aid.
While Trump request for drug tests is credible, I would prefer each candidate going through a metal detector before each debate – searching for hidden electronics.
Do that (the search for hidden devices) and Biden AND Harris will REALLY be in the deep crap – neither can think on their feet without assistance.  Luckily Joe’s drugs should wear off after about 30 minutes and any extra boosts should bring him into heart failure range with each dose.
My opinion is that the Democrats are cheating during the debates.  Donna Brazile gave Hillary Clinton’s staff the question to be asked before a debate.  This is a fact.
Al Gore is clearly seen wearing ear bud during a debate with Ross Perot.
Democrats cheat during debates.  I believe they are cheating now as well.
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For Now, the Episode at the Church Has Ended.

 I am called by the PTB to do tasks.  Sometimes, many times, I am asked to aid "worthy" churches.  When I show up to a church for 6 weeks, the pew count increases by 20%.  I have no idea why, but it's consistent and notable.  I sometimes imagine I'm a Holy Beacon and when I shine on Sundays, those looking for or longing for Sanctuary head to where I am.
 After the six weeks, it is generally up to the church to maintain the bump it gets.
 One church I chose as my sanctuary church for years and years.  Between assignments, I would return to this church for peace.  The AIRs knew me well and seemed to respect me and the few DIRs kept a respectful distance from me*.
 *AIR = Angel(s) In Residence.
 *DIR = Demon(s) in Residence.
 *Every place has one of each.  They let their respective masters know of the statuses of residences and they work with the people of the places -- according to their natures.
 Anyway, sidebar:  I left the sanctuary when a Herald of Evil arrived to hear their decision to leave God's Graces.  They decided that 20 years of Enlightenment beat 10,000 combined years of warnings.  The Heralds of Evil are generally simply folk who serve the Darkness in one form or another.  They show up at a specific time to Hear the Leadership decided to leave God's Wants for whatever Fad they have chosen to serve.  This happened to the Boy Scouts.  It's often so sad.  10,000 combined years of warnings for 20 years of enlightenment.
 I have not returned to my former sanctuary since that day, but I did dream the day before I left that I visited it sometime in the future and it was an incredibly dark place with no one in it.
 The day I left, I scryed with a Bible and it warned me that sometimes rot attaches itself to a place and it must be abandoned.  Then during an after services meeting, a strange person showed up and the high church people started speaking strangely, of ungodly topics.  Then they declared their intentions of leaving God.  I knew my time there was over, I grabbed my coat, told them I had demons to fight and left, never looking back.
 So sad.
 Anyway, recently I had been called upon to aid a church that remained opened even during the SCAMdemic.   You could get hugs here, you could shake hands, and people would touch you when they prayed for you.  The PTB decided to reward this small church for keeping God's Teachings and Wants living!  I was sent to Make It So.
 BOY DID I EVER.
 More on that later.  Right now I want to relay to you the phone number of the church and what it means.  I will not give the area code.  That must remain hidden.  But here is what I told the contact person at the church I was instructed to serve about their new number:
 *** 
 ...
 While I'm waiting for your reply, let me tell you a tale:
 You have no idea what Day 4 was like.  Up until this time, the Earth was a swirling ball of gas that was super hot and turning at amazing speeds.  An atmosphere "of sorts" had formed and plants had begun to form, but the air above was one solid mass of clouds.  DNA structures had begun to form for the plants and they were spreading wherever plant life could be supported.
 Then, on Day Four, over thousands of years, the clouds began to coalesce and form actual clouds.  From between the clouds appeared empty sky.  From the breaks between the clouds, the stars showed down brightly on the planet!  From the break in the clouds, you could actually see the Sun rise and set.  You could see the Moon rise and set.  The plants below began to process direct sunlight, chloroform formed, carbon-dioxide could be turned into oxygen.  The energy of the Heavens and the Sun came down and kissed the lands.  The Fourth day was when all of the Heavens began to be revealed upon the lands of the Earth.
 On the Fourth day, a sort of knowledge of the entire Universe was shown upon the surface of the Earth between the rolling clouds, which still existed but no longer as one solid sheet in the sky.
 On the Fourth Day:  The Heavens could see the land and the lands could see the Heavens.
 If you had been there, during those THOUSANDS of years that this took place you would have looked up to the Heavens being revealed and said:   OMG!  DAY 4!  What an amazing day it is!  The understanding of the Universe is upon us!
 Your phone number is: OMG-DAY4 -- the day the lights of Heaven reached the lands.
 :-)
 This new light upon the Earth allowed the animals of the seas and the lands to come into being and spread across the Earth (on the Fifth Day).
 ***
 I did a REALLY good job of setting this place up.  The contact person said they had already been viewed 34 times on Google and I know they've gotten new people in the pews.
 I would have enjoyed staying, but the last day I was there, two Sundays ago, weird things began happening.  A guy hit me with a cane and told me to be quiet (I hadn't said a thing) and the interactions seemed strange.  It felt like the end of a "Highway to Heaven" episode.  Unlike "Touched By an Angel", Jonathan Smith usually solved problems and referenced God.  In TBaA, the light of God, via Monica, usually showed up to reveal itself.
 It felt like my Masters were telling me to move on.
 But I left them a message:  If they wanted me to stay, it would be a simple request to ask and easy to fulfill.
 But the message was lost and never seen.
 As noted, this episode seem to be coming to an end.
 I did a LOT of good things there.  I hope they can keep it running and increasing.
 ... As for me?  I walk away into the shining sunlight.
 Heh. 
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Trump is Coming

I interact with some very, very Evil people.  I mean, Raw Evil.  Not many.  I usually work with the freelancers like myself or contractors who work for the Evil people.
But occasionally we talk.  Recently during some conversation, the situation in Portland, Oregon.  At this time the rioting in Portland has been going on nightly (+/-) in the city.  Violent, angry, energized people RAGING against the police and the businesses in the town.
As we were talking, the Evil People (E.P.) laughed and asked me if I have figured it out yet?
Me: “I don’t understand.”
E.P.: Let’s assume for a second that a majority of the people in the world are not raged inducted junkies who thrive on nightly violence.
Me:  Okay.
EP:  Except these people are.  How can that be?  Do you remember what you were taught as a magician trying to figure out how to do a new trick?
Me:  Ask yourself how YOU would have done the trick.
EP:  Exactly!  So.  How would YOU have taken ordinary people people and turned them into a raging, addicted mob?
Me, after thinking for a few seconds:  Oh! Anabolic Steroids!
EP:  Why?
Me:  Addictive, which would keep people coming back night after night, rage inducing -- known for inducing Road Rage.  Easy to find and the delivery system is not hard.
EP:  How could you deliver it?  How would you deliver it in Portland?
Me, thinking:  OMG!  The free water bottles and food they are handing out to the rioters.
EP, laughing:  Very good!
ME:  Are you telling me they are dosing the water bottles being handed out in Portland with steroids?
They just smiled at me.
Me:  Wait a minute.  Why are you telling me this now?
EP:  Oh, we’re closing the operation down.  There should be a LOT of people going through withdraw in Portland over the next few weeks.
Me: Why?  It seems like it’s pretty successful.  Why close down?
EP:  Trump is coming.  He’ll send people who will figure out what’s going on.  He’ll discover how we’re doing it and prevent it in other locations.
EP:  Trump is coming and it’s hard to beat Trump.
Me -- My mouth is on the floor for many reasons.
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I WILL get my money's worth out of these sandwiches!
I am doing something scary -- well, concerning? Oddish? Different than normal -- on my stove.
A couple of days ago I picked up a pair of subway sandwiches for $10.
First of all, I had to go through the hassle of ordering on-line because you can't get a pair for $10 in the store(??!!??). Second, $10 would have gotten me TWO pizzas, which would have lasted EIGHT meals! But I digress:
The third hassle was that since I ordered on-line, when I wanted "just a little more onions" that wasn't an option so I got a PURE SET DOUBLE the amount. And double onions is NOT what I wanted.
Sheesh!
And if you know Subways, they get sloppy after a couple of hours. The juices soak the bread and if you are not careful you get half-dried, pre-breaded soup of some sort.
Ugh!
Anyway, I got two over-onioned Subways and finished off one of them in 12 hours, leaving the second.
Luckily I had a home-cooked hamburger last night, so I was able to take care of some of the topping via that. And a pair of eggs ate up some more of the excessive onions, But there was still 3/4ths of a subway mocking me from the fridge. So I decided to simmer it dry and eat it as an entree.
Low heat, cut it down to small pan sized. Split the loaf open and let it dry out in a covered pan. It "worked." I used a knife and fork to sort of mush it all together and it was tasty, but it would have been nicer dried a bit more.
As it was, I burnt bottom -- okay, slightly blackened to bottom, so I didn't want to cook it too much more, but it wasn't anything really definable. Not a sub. Not a bread meal. Just some left overs, heavy on the onions, fried up in a pan.
Tasty. Very tasty.
Oh, the subway type? Chicken Teriyaki -- extra onions. Lettuce, tomato, green peppers, teriyaki sauce, cheese.
Huh! I just realized! When ordering on-line, I don't think it asked me what cheese I wanted. It may have been cheese-less.
Bummer.
P.S. The Subway app is terrible. It shutdown stores before they are closed. I'm sitting outside the OPEN Subway store at 8p. The app says they are closed. I call them: "Nope. We are open." "Apps says you're closed." "Yeah. App is wrong. We're open." "Can I order two subs for $10 in the store." "Nope. Only through the app." "Which says you are closed." "Which says we are closed."
Sheesh!
Frying up the last part of the subway with tonight's hamburger. Yum. -- I will get my $10 expenditure even if I have to lick the paper it came in!
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Naked and Proud (but not excessively so).

 This will probably cause trouble, but one of the weirdest aspect of the resulting actions of the SCAMdemic events has been: Forgetting you are not wearing any clothes.
 Okay, I devolved.
 I have been home a lot over the last few months and I devolved. First it was just not wearing full business wear. Then it was T-shirt and shorts. Then, god help me, I entered into the underwear stage. Hey, I'm alone n the apartment. Me, the TV, computer and a bowl of pocorn. WHo am I getting dressed for? The dog? Besides, I keep a nice, fluffy robe near the door, just in case.
 But then, well, it started after a shower. I do shower daily -- It's part of the 3Ss. The last part, actually. Body all glistenedly clean. I'm sitting on a towel on the bed when I leaned back and fell asleep. When I awoke, I grabbed a snack and was 10 minutes into doing stuff when I looked down and felt like a game of "I'm forgetting something" began. I'm looking, I'm looking and suddenly: Oh crap!
 But then I thought: Who am I dressing up for? The dog? I've seen her naked and -- well, I have no excessive shame or pride. I neither fear nor crave my body. So I looked down and said: Screw it.
 I've put towels on the couch, a couple of the chairs and the bed (just in case) but seriously? Who cares?
 I still have the fluffy robe near the door in case of visitors, but they are all locked away as well.
 The yard has a privacy fence. I go out, glance at the big yellow thing in the sky a couple of times a day, but do so sans clothes.
 There have been a couple of issues, I'll admit. I did startle the mail man when I opened the door to get the mail and forget the circumstances. AND I've learned NOT TO go out the front door to view the world. And trips! "When we go on trips, we MUST be clothed. That I learned in the parking lot of Walmart (that was close!).
 But otherwise?
 Who cares?
 You know, when I was younger, we used to wonder how old people could forget to wear pants in public.
 I am beginning to understand it all too well.
 LOL!
 Naked And Proud! (But not excessively.)
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I didn't get an unexpected seed packet from China, I got a doohickey

I didn't get a seed packet, I got a doohickey.  In the mail.  Unexpectedly from China.
You remember, a few weeks ago, in June or July of 2020, all across America, people were getting unordered, unexpected seed packets from China.  No one had ordered them; no one knew why they were sent.  Some people suspected the Chinese were trying to introduce harmful, non-native species into North America.  A few months earlier they had released a virus which had caused a world wide pandemic which caused panic and economic stresses throughout the globe.
Was this another attempt by the Chinese to bring down the world to a level they could conquer?
Me?  I didn't get a seed packet, I got a doohickey.  (See photo if there is one with this post.)  It's an EXTREMELY cheap laptop stand of some sort.  Something you might find at a dollar store but even then at three for a dollar.
So I called up my contact at the Chinese consulate in New York to ask him about it and the seed packets.  After making fun of America and American intelligence for 10 minutes, he told me what was going on.
China is preparing to go to war with the USA.  He thinks the target date is in September sometime.  As stated in previous posts, the Chinese Military needs a win if they want to avoid being swallowed up by the Chinese Government side of the leadership structure.  So they are going to launch a war.  According to the plans I know of, they will be attacking Taiwan.
Anyway, he explained to me that at 3:00a ET on a Sunday morning, every single credit and debit card the Chinese have on file will be maxed out with bogus charges.  With the help of Chinese programmers already affecting banking programs, the Chinese think they will be able to disable at least 70-percent of all USA credit and debit cards.  The goal is 90-percent, but the success level is 70-percent.
Why 3:00a ET on a Sunday morning?  The 3:00a ET is midnight on the West Coast.  All workers in the banking industry will be at home or partying.  Those partying will suddenly discover they cannot pay for drinks or food or cab rides or subway tickets.  They won't be able to get money from ATMs and will be stranded wherever they are.  None of their friends will be able to help, either.  Having mostly converted to a cashless society, this should cause mass rioting from the West coast eastward as people find themselves unable to DO anything.
Imagine, right now, what would happen if you were at your favorite bar Early Sunday and couldn't pay your tab, order a taxi, Uber, or subway pass to get home with.  No ATM will give you money; you can't even go to a grocery store and buy food or water.
The Chinese Military predicts the USA will be in flames within two hours.
He then asked me to imagine how well the American soldiers will be able to fight after an hour long conversation with a wife back home who is complaining she can't buy food for the starving children.  The common soldier will be so screwed up they won't know which way to turn:  Homeward to help the family or toward the enemy to save Taiwan.
Any technicians trying to get into the city's to work on the computer systems will also be delayed by the same inability to use their credit cards to get to the office.  And even if they do have the cash to get to the office, the person working the subway ticket booth, the few that still exist, won't be able to get in to take the money for a subway ticket.  That, combined with it being a Sunday should cause the foundation of America to crack and even crumble.  The Chinese Military predict it will take 5 days to straighten out the situation and in that time, Taiwan will firmly be under Chinese Military control.
My man chuckled and said that depending on how quickly they take Taiwan, they may also absorb some islands they are disputing with Japan.
Anyway, he said the purpose of those seeds and the not-ordered doohickies was NOT to send invasive pants into America, it was to verify addresses.
Each and every mailed package was tracked for delivery verification.  Any one of them not delivered properly was noted.  If there was a forwarding address, their system was updated.  If they were "Return to Sender" it was noted.
The purpose of all those cheap seed packets and cheap things mailed from China was NOT the items themselves; it was the address verifications used for past credit and debit card purchases.
 He practically was yelling at me when he finished:  "It wasn't the FOREST, you idiot!  It was the trees!"
So anyway, watch for it all to go to Hell in a couple of months.  My advice?  Keep a couple of hundred in cash -- in a good collection of ones, fives, tens and twenties -- stashed somewhere at home and at least $40 in cash in your wallet's secret side area.  This way if all your credit and debit cards go belly up, you'll have the ability to get home and survive a couple of days until it all gets straightened out.
It should be an interesting war.
 UPDATE:  Found the mailer:  Turns out the return address of "Jon, 2352 Bent Creek Rd Auburn AL 36830" is a false address and has been RED FLAGGED by the Better Business Bureau as a FALSE BUSINESS: 
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BBB Investigation Results:
BBB has received several complaints indicating this company provides a return address of 2352 Bent Creek Rd, Auburn, AL on their orders. BBB has determined that the address belongs to a gas station and appears to have no connection to this company.
BBB has also identified several other online retail websites that are listing the 2352 Bent Creek Road, Auburn, AL address as their location, however none of the operations appear to have any connection to this address.
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Sample Complaint:  BBB review: Vicki F - 1/5 stars - 06/23/2020
I ordered summer shoes from … Apparently this "Jon" is not a real person and doesn't have a real site! Never order from Summerware again! I can't send them back!
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ANYWAY, if you do research you learn THIS company sprang into existence in May of 2020 and the return address is a fake.  If you look deeper, it turns out it is connected to a scam operation that runs by several names (Summerware, Theepants -- Theepants is on Facebook.  Go ahead and look up the statements from customers -- among others) that started right after Trump set trade sanctions on China.  Apparently they have been collecting Credit Card data and verifying addresses since then and really stepped up the game in the last few months.
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I found the Hook -- No Lives Matter!

So I went to the Black guy shouting "Black Lives Matter!" and said to him, "All Lives Matter."  He replied, "You don't understand!"
So I thought about it and finally realized what was missing!  I found THE HOOK!!!
I went to a Black guy shouting "Black Lives Matter" and I told him, "When White people hear you saying that, they hear, 'Non-Black Lives Don't Matter."  He looked shocked and replied, "That's NOT what I'm saying!"
"I know!  I know that's not what you're saying But It's What White People Are Hearing!"
His mouth hung open for a few seconds.
"But … But," he stammered, "That's NOT what I'm saying!"
 
THAT IS THE HOOK!
 
What Blacks THINK they are saying is NOT what non-Blacks are hearing.  Non-Blacks are hearing them their lives don't matter.  To them, White, Brown, Yellow, their lives matter as well.
 
The message may be simple, but it's not what people are hearing!
 
Here’s what I want any Black to do:  The next time you are at a rally, turn to the nearest non-Black and say, “Your life doesn’t matter.” and watch what their reaction is.  If they don’t care about their own lives, they don’t really care about yours either.
 
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Pity The First Black (TV Show) Bachelor - As the Black Ladies Scream AT Him!

 
Oh my dear god!  I do pity Matt James, the first Black Bachelor on the (ABC) television show "The Bachelor" in 2020.  He is a doomed fellow and mainly from Black Women.  ABC has stuck their foot in it and if they are not careful, this will blow up in their faces.  Black Women will burn ABC to the ground!
 
Let's look at the situation:  In the past, the Bachelor has been White.  As you know, around 20 ladies are present to the Bachelor (or Bachelorette meets 20 some men when it's the woman's turn).  Through a series of dates, adventures and conversations, the Bachelor slowly trims down the number of women he's compatible with until he's left with a single woman whom he asks to be his girlfriend.  She then has the option of accepting or rejecting his offer.
 
Sometimes, if she rejects him she is offered the Bachelorette role in the next season.  So he may lose if he pledges his love for her, but many times it's win-win for her:  Love or become a star for a season.
 
However, it was recently pointed out that over 20 some seasons, there has never been a Black Bachelor.  Before you tsk-tsk-tsk at racist White America, you should know that as recently as 2018, the LOUDEST screams about the choices of Black men as to whom they want to date come from ... TADA! BLACK WOMEN!
 
No, I'm serious!  It is littered throughout TV shows and ESPECIALLY Black oriented TV shows.
 
Examples (from memory):
 
TV Show "Roc" (Fox TV, 1991-1994) S2E20:  The younger Black brother of Roc begins dating a White woman.  Now this was a respectable show deserving a larger audience than it received.  The writing was good, the subjects were honest and the overall aspect of the show was pretty good UNTIL I saw S2E20 -- The episode when Joey, the younger Black brother started dating a White woman.
Until that episode, Roc's, the older Black brother, wife (a Black Woman) was all about how bad racism was and how Black people never get a chance and all sorts of stuff like that.
But when Joey brought home a White woman, she shat a brick!  Screaming up and down the episode about how he was disrespecting his race, how she shouldn't be dating a WHITE women when there were plenty of "Black Sisters" in need of a Black man in their lives and other such B.S. as that.  She thought it was absolutely HORRIBLE that Joey would consider the White woman.
After that episode the show lost its appeal and the ratings REALLY began to slide.  Slowly a fine show sank beneath the water of "acceptable racism" when it came from a Black Woman.
Um, no;   it's not acceptable.
The funny part, for me, is in the episode, the White woman expected Joey to do things like hold the door open for her and treat her nicely and such, but in return she was constantly kind and considerate of him.  She compliments him on his trumpet playing and verbally recognized all his great qualities.
When the family finally convinces him to give his ex-girl friend (Black) another chance, she said "I don't need no one to open the door for me." Then she proceeded to tear down Joey with one insult after another.
I'm sitting there in shock:  Date the White woman who makes you feel good, or date the Black shrew who is constantly trying to make you feel bad.
Shit, screw the Black Woman!  I'd rather be happy than insulted all the time if all it cost me was opening the door for her and being nice in return.
But the Black wife on the series of anti-bigotry felt exempt from all the beliefs of the show when it came to Black men dating White women.

Another example is the "Bernie Mac Show" (Fox TV, 1991-1994) S3E5: The young male nephew takes the rite of passage for all Black men:  The neighborhood barber shop.  (Don't ask.)  During his trip to becoming a true black man, the nephew is given all the learned wisdom of the other Blacks at the show and reveals what he knows to his (Black) aunt and sister(s).  One of these gems is (paraphrased):  "The first two things a Black man gets after signing to play in the NBA is an Eldorado (car) and white woman!"
Well, the aunt goes through the roof!  Not on getting a fine woman but a fine WHITE woman!  No, no, no!  There are PLENTY of fine BLACK Women.  What do you want with a White woman?? Stay true to your race!

Final example, two different episodes of "Black-Ish", (ABC TV, 2014-2020 and beyond) S3E8 and S3E19 (I think).

In S3E8 the oldest Black son starts dating a White woman.  In this episode the half-Black mother has issues with the three-quarters Black son dating outside his race.

In the second episode, S3E19, the elder women STRONGLY object to seeing a scornful looking Black Woman changed into a White woman by a bottle of booze being poured over her.  It wasn't that the scornful woman became a fun woman, it was that the Black Woman became a White woman.

So let's look at pile of crap ABC has stepped in during the coming season of "Bachelor."

In past episodes of Bachelor, there have been Black ladies to choose from.  For "some reason" a White man choosing a Black woman is not an issue.  So when or if the Bachelor found himself being pulled toward a Black woman, no one was upset.

So let's assume the Black Bachelor will have some White women among the choices.

Heaven help him if he feels a pull toward a White woman and prepare for riots if he actually chooses the White woman.  All of this will play out onscreen, so the pull and final choice will ring true or false in front of all of America to see.

The Whites, many of them, will probably cheer.  But if past Black shows are any guide, the Black man being attracted to or choosing the White woman will be seen as a "race traitor!" and possibly (mostly) by Black Women.

Imagine Black Women rising up, claiming that "once again the pretty White woman has stolen the prime Black man from his race and the Black Women who need him."

Who cares how he feels?  What matters, these women will scream, is that he remains true to his race!

So suppose he purposely chooses a Black woman when he seems to be getting along with the White woman more.  Then the whole show will ring false and all viewers will abandon the show.

Then there's a worse aspect:  For better or for worse, Blacks only make up 12% of Americans.  While it may prove interesting for a while, if you eliminate any White women too early, you risk turning this season into a "Black Show."  At 12%, if this becomes known as a “Black Show” it may not generate the ratings needed for a prime time show on a major network.

Yeah.  This season has a mighty fine link to walk and if it tilts in any direction, it could be in for a disastrous finish.

What is the best solution?  Turn it into a Black Show from the start.  Have the Bachelor quest after only Black women.  This way, the only thing they need to do is keep it interesting.  Racist shouts and feelings of race betrayal are avoided.  The ratings will depend on the entertainment value of watching Blacks dance the mating game.

Oh well.  The start of the season will reveal what to expect for the finish.  Will Black women feel betrayed or will viewers?  Will they run it as a Black show and keep their fingers crossed.

Huh.  This could be interesting after all.

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I have a magical life.  

No, I don't mean I have a wondrous life that seems magical at times, I mean that I have a life which involves magical beings, creatures, circumstances and even artifacts.
 
I am reminded of this today because of a recent event.  I have quite a few magical items.  I have an extremely heavy statue that I named Humphrey because he has an "H" carved into his base.  (See picture.)  Before I found him at the bottom of an elevator shaft, he'd been used in college "spelling" events.  I know this because he has candle wax covering his head.
 
Now some of you may point out you've seen this figure in stores and garden shops, and I will admit I've spotted his cousins from time to time as well, but mine is unique in a couple of ways:  First he is VERY heavy.  When I first picked up one of the copies of him found "elsewhere" I was surprised at how light it was compared to Humphrey.
 
The second special aspect is that when you asked Humphrey a question, if he seems to smile in response, then the answer is "Yes;" if he seems to frown the answer is "No".  He's sort of like a limited "Magic Eight Ball" (which has a multitude of ways of answering Yes or No question), Humphrey answers questions by smiling or frowning, "Yes" or "No."
 
While the smile and frowning are very, very subtle, I've had people ask Humphrey a question and then back away shocked because they SWORE he either just smiled or frowned at them.
 
Unfortunately Humphrey will get tired of answering your questions and eventually stop responding , remaining stone-still.
 
I have discussed elsewhere how I loan out some of the unused or underused rooms of my house.  My view is "why keep the rooms here if I'm not really going to use it?"  So, as discussed in another post, I allow my spare room to be used by people elsewhich who might need a spare room but don't really want the hassle of creating one.
 
I use the word elsewhich because I'm sure the room goes elsewhere I'm not sure if it maintains the same elsewhen of my current home.  For all I know, when it disappears for a few weeks, it could be spending YEARS and YEARS elsewhen and then coming back as needed.
 
I do know that whichever it goes to generally has the same atmosphere and conditions as my current home.  I know this because it has never returned destroyed or altered by exposure to starkly different environments.
 
What had me thinking about this is because I have a Medicine Bag.  For those of you who are unfamiliar with Injun lore, medicine bags are small bags that you place items of power in.  Or items with special meanings to you.  Or just lucky tokens.
 
The bags themselves are small and indistinct.  Mine is about 2 inches tall and an inch or so wide.
 
Whatever you put into the bag is up to you, but you VERY RARELY open the bag.  You carry it with you at all times so it's magic can influence your life but sometimes you lose track of what you Medicine Bag contains.
 
However it is an EXTREMELY (for me) religious item and it NOT to be opened under any most normal circumstances.  You can X-ray mine, scan it, have a drug detecting dog sniff it, but you must NEVER open it!
 
Now I will admit I opened mine in the last 10 years.  A few years ago, the previous bag was becoming a raged mess and seams were starting to pop.  So I went to a CLEAN MAGIC or White Light Magic shop -- they deal in herbs, crystals and Good Magic and Holy items -- and got a new bag.  Then I carefully transferred the items over and recorded what each item in the bag was.  Somewhere in my collection of data is a write-up of what's in my medicine bag.
 
In addition to the (Good) magical influence it gives my life, like seasoning to a steak, it is very handy when dealing with those who doubt my Injun ancestry.  Few are the American Indians or people arguing such people who can respond to me when I state that not only do I have Indian Ancestry in my genes, but I bet my medicine bag is older than theirs!  A lot of people, including Injuns, don't take such aspects seriously.
 
But most people familiar with American Indian lore, ancestry and references know how sacred such things are and if you have one, especially one you've been carrying for over 20 years, then you are what you say you are.
 
The thing is, like most of my magical items, it disappears from time to time.  When it is around, it travels with me everywhere.  It s transferred from pants to pants and never ever leaves my possession ... unless it does.
 
Like my spare bedroom, and many other magical items I possess, occasionally my medicine bag just simply vanishes.  Where and when it goes to I couldn't begin to guess, but I'm imbued a lot of my special items with enough magical aspect to make them somewhat sentient and self-aware.  Being magically based, they sometimes fold time-space and go, as noted before, elsewhich.
 
Except that, being a medicine bag, it doesn't need to maintain itself for where it wanders.  So for all I know, it may go elsewhat.  Not only some other place or some other time not, some other totally bending of reality location where it spends time doing things incomprehensible and uncomprehensible to my (semi) human mind and perspectives.
 
However, like a roaming, mildly feral dog, eventually it finds its way back to me and I will return it to its function of being with me always and adding a little, good magic -- White Lighter, Good -- to my existence.
 
Last night I found it sitting on my desk after being missing-in-action for several months.
 
I can't help but wonder what its return might indicate is coming up in my life.  Whatever is coming, I hope the return of this positive influence upon my life will aid me while it does.
 
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Eating Comics -- The Other Things …

 
*References to everything listed in the last post -- go read it if you haven't or just live life LARGE and move forward!
 
Comic Book Stores:  You NEVER been to a comic book store???  SERIOUSLY??? Look, do yourself a mighty good favor.  Like taking a shower, a visit to a comic book store opens the pores, stimulates the senses and stuns you as you experience it and leaves you tingly afterwards.
 
Comic Book Stores are NOT those corner shops that sell comic books from days gone by.  Not any more.  They are vibrant, open spaces, filled wall to wall with comics of every imagination!  The comics they sell run comics books from for small kids, for children, for teens, adults and VERY adult.  THEN they add on paraphernalia of every imaginable kind!  Posters, statues, busts.  Action shots, posed shots, adventure shots.  T-shirts, dresses, masks.  Toys, collectables, transformers!
 
Do yourself a MIGHTY GOOD THING!  Look up the local comic book store, even if in the nearby big city.  GO!  On a Saturday adventure day, GO!  Plan to spend an hour or two.  GO!  Without any expectations.  This ain't yer daddy's comic book store -- Opps!  Actually it is!  He's over in the DC collectables area lookin' fer a good Green Lantern shirt! <Big Smile>
 
National Used Book Store Chains:  Please tell me you have gone into at least one National Used Book Store Chains in the last year or so!  Like the comic book stores, these places are a Universe unto themselves.  Filled with not only well priced books, but CDs, DVDs, Blu-Rays, AND VINYLS!!!!  -- Yes, the provider of rich sounds from before the 2010s, vinyl records, whose sultry sounds are making a comeback among those who prefer their music smooth and less digital.
 
But vinyl records are a different posting, right now we are talking about the comic books found in these stores.
 
And find them you shall!  Sometimes complete collections, sometimes not, but always (and definitely) priced to sell!  The comics you seek may or may not be here, likely cheaper than you imagined.  But buy quickly because you see today can also disappear in a Flash tomorrow!  So seek and yea shall find … today, but tomorrow you may come up dry!  So if you find it, then buy it.
 
Speaking of which, once you tasted the national chain used book store ("Half Priced Books" is an excellent starting point) go and visit their cousins:  Used Book Store and New Book Store and even Book Store!
 
 
Used Book Store IS that little shop in the odd place your parent's parents used to speak of.  Some cobbled together by collectors, others put together with purpose.  I discovered Used Book Stores in old churches, tiny rooms in malls, and even once in the 20 or so rooms of an otherwise empty house -- Yes, seriously!  A man living by himself had a room for himself, a kitchen and his bathroom, but every other room in the house was filled with wall to wall books.  Aisle after aisle after aisle!  
 
 
The New Book Stores are coffee shops.  Children reading hours.  Gab shops.  Creative projects.  They are evolving into fun, HUMAN places.  Go!  Become a HUMAN again!  Plus they have NEW books of everything under the sun!  From books you'll use to impress strangers who visit your home to items that you'll fall asleep reading.  The New Book store has evolved and does things the Internet will never do.  The HUMAN in you will thank you for the adventure!
 
And then there is:  The Book Store.  This is the library, it's the non-chain store, the places you find on a stroll through town.  Welcoming, bright and cozy, The Book Store is a place where you experience life again.  The general book store is usually a like a personal pleasure someone has that they have decided to share with others.  The Book Store is a place you find readers when there are no customers.  If you have a favorite book series or even one book you've read dozens of times, The Book Store is where you go to share and exchange the experiences those books brought you.
 
Yeah, you can do such things on-line, but online uses just one sense.  Going to The Book Store and discussing your reads can, at times, use all your senses.  The difference between discussing books on-line and doing so at a The Book Store is the difference between washing your hands and soaking in a warm tub.
 
You have my word on this.
 
Gaming Sessions - At Comic Book Stores:  One of the biggest secret for MANY comic book stores is that they either host or know where the monthly, weekly or even nightly gaming groups meet.  These are not the private groups but those where people who have never "gamed" or haven't "gamed" in a while can come and duke it out.
 
You probably know the reference or seen it on the recent TV show "Big Bang Theory."  People, yes men AND women, gather to use something called "their imagination" to travel on a directed adventure.  The general name of the person directing the adventure, no matter what the game, is the "The Dungeon Master."  The D.M. provides the flexible plot and direction the adventure travels.  Backed by random chance provided by the most unusual dice you've ever seen -- not just six sided dice (D6) here but up to 120 sides (D120) on a single die.  The “D” value indicates the number of sides on the die and runs from a D2 to a D120 die.  That's right, a die (a single dice) with 120 sides to it.  The normal die you are familiar with, the six-sided die, is a D6.  The D2?  It is basically a coin flip.
 
Trivia point about die:  The numbers on the bottom and on the top of a roll add up to the number of numbers on the die, plus one.  Roll a normal 6 sided die (D6).  If a 6 is on top, a 1 is on the bottom, adding up to 7.  3's are opposite of 4 and 5's opposite is 2.  All the opposite sides adding up to 7 or the sides adding up to six (sides) plus one.
 
The gaming sessions are mental adventures boosted by random chance.  You also get a sense of bonding you cannot get from the internet.  The people you are playing with, against or for are there with you.  Snide remarks, stupid jokes, and smiles all items you cannot get as easily over a cable and through a screen.
 
All items you'll talk about for hours after the last die has been rolled.
 
You honestly have to experience it to understand what I'm talking about.
 
Finally, Board Gaming Societies:  If you are lucky enough to live in the proper places or lucky enough to have the resources to start your own, you simply MUST find or create a board gaming society.  The one I am aware of is called CABS -- Columbus Area Boardgaming Society.
 
Image all the board games you may have as a child.  Everything from Candyland to chess to checkers to Monopoly.  Now imagine adding things such as "Apples to Apple", "Connect 4" and others you may have seen but never had.  After adding those to your pile, imagine discovering that there are professional game makers ALL over the world!  Dice based, spinner based, word based, even gravity based games in almost infinite combinations and paying instructions.  I once played an auto racing game, WITH shifting options, using dice, a shift indicator and curved track on a board three feet long!  The number of times I crashed into the walls numbed me!  While some how I didn't finish last, I did come in next to.
 
Finally pile on the experience some pizzas, sub sandwiches, BYO buffets, cookies, pies, cakes (home-made and store bought).  Some free, some a dollar a section.  Drinks of all type, including a few wine coolers.
 
Then you sprinkle the whole event with roars of laughter, screams of defeat, cries of angst and jumps of joy, all lasting from the end of the workday until possibly Four-in-the-Morning and beyond.  One night I became friends with a group of people who included the owner of a chain of Chinese restaurants and we all left the gaming session to hang out at one of his restaurants where he made us a very late Chinese meal while his prep people were arriving to prepare the foods for the restaurant's operation that day.
 
If you have all of those in a large conference room, then there's a chance you have discovered a gaming society.
 
How popular is the local gathering?  There have been times they meet 6 times a week, almost every night of the week.  Twice a week they had adult only gatherings just simply to keep the noise down and possibly making the game playing a little fairer -- no leeway given because the opponent was young and learning.
 
On the weekends, the game play might start at noon on one day and end at noon on the next.
 
The group I visited had a nightly entry fee of $2 or as a member, for $15 you could get in all month.  Family rates were even better.  The fees were mostly as a token payment to the business whose rooms we were using.
 
Being member also gave you an option of "borrowing" a game for a week or so.  You could take a game home for "family fun night."  
 
The games come from all over:  Board game makers will send games in development for reviews by the players.  Foreign gaming societies will send you their games for one of yours.
 
When I went, they had cabinets of board games.  The number of games topped 100, so it was rare to find one you've play twice in one night or even one month.
 
You would go up to the cabinets and stand until one or several others approached.  You would make it known you were looking for a game to play and they would offer to play with you.  Then you'd look over the titles and choosing the one which match your agreed upon desire.  You'd wander off to a clear table somewhere and play.  Some games gathered audiences, and some people had partners they always played with.  Nothing was forced and everyone had fun.
 
Honestly?  It is rare that I see so many diverse people gathered in one place, laughing, smiling and having this much fun.  Families, WHOLE families, gathered for gaming.  Many of the people in attendance were good, church going folk just having fun.  There were kids learning the joys of success and the agony of defeat. Many people were more than willing to explain the reasons behind the strategy they were using against their opponents once the game had been won or lost.
 
I will note that the people in the room deeply guarded the "family friendly" aspects of the setting.  Drunks, druggies and people who became "excessive" were invited to leave and sometimes forced to do so.  This was a FAMILY and FRIENDLY gathering of board game players.  As such, people relaxed, enjoyed but did not put up with those wanting to cause troubles.
 
Everyone else was invited and welcomed.  Everyone relaxed and had fun, either participating, observing or sometimes napping between games or between sessions.
 
So, after you’ve re-discovered comic books -- REAL, hold-in-your-hands, comic books and a vast paraphernalia they have these days, and after you've further collected used issues to keep you reading up, then go back to allow a Dungeon Master to control your fate and destiny until you ever find or start a local board gaming society.
 
People sometimes ask me what it's like to go to other worlds.  I smile and then take them on a tour of their own world in places like these they've never knew existed just minutes away from home.
 
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Comic Books!  Those soft, little gems of childhood, adolescence, teen years and a re-association in every phase of a man's life you can imagine.  A woman's as well, but not so much.
To be honest, comic books are, as much anything is, a life acquisition, like pickles.  You are introduced to pickles and either you find the experience fun or it is distasteful.  The middle ground is lightly populated.  I do not like pickles but my siblings consume the things by the boat load.
Thus it is with comic books.
EXCEPT these days, comics can, if you look, be found on-line.  Pffft!  As though licking a screen shot of a pickle would have the same results as a pickle in your hands, thus it is with comic books.  You do not read comic books on-line.  You NEED to go out and experience comic books.  While you are out there, there are other things you need to discover as well.  Which is why on a recent social media website the following exchange was beheld*:
 
The Comic Book Thread, The Question: Is there a place online to read these comics?
 
The Answer:  Pffft! On-line! NOTHING beats the smell, feel and taste of a good, ol' comic in your hands!
Or the crisp, sharp, edgy feel of a new one!
 1st: Google or DuckDuckGo for your local comic book shop. Then go and get lost in not only their fresh displays but also their collectibles, paraphernalia and other intangibles you can't experience "on-line"!
While you're there pick up some bags and a few boards. You may need them.
 2nd: Take whatever money you have left to almost any national used book store chain and look over the used comic book selections they have!
Next head back to the local comic book shop and tell'em <someone> told you to ask them about their gaming sessions.

 O-M-G! Talk about experiences you'll never know from "on-line"!!! When was the last time you stumbled home at 4:00 AM not drunk but exhausted and smilin' from ear ta ear? Replaying your actions and reactions to games you never imagined existing? Listen to yer wife or bedmate groan as you won't shut up about the surprise move you made or the lucky throw of the dice you got which saved you and your group from certain doom!

 Finally, when you wake up a half a day later, go back on-line and search for the nearest board gaming society/group/gathering! Drag the aforementioned bedmate to one of these board game society meetings; in some places they meet almost every single night.  Be prepared to enter a semi-secret society of adults -- and occasional kids -- playing endless, endless board games the likes of which you would not imagine! Games from overseas, games in development, old favorites and new undiscovered games, played by constantly changing random groups of people accompanied by massive pizza orders, ice cold drinks of all kinds, and screams of joy mixed with groans of angst!
Once again, you'll stumble home at 4:00 AM but this time you AND your bedmate will laugh, cry and giggle over the night you just experienced.
Then, the morning of the following day when you finally wake up, you'll discover the stack of comics that started this whole journey of exhausting rapture. As you sip your wakey-wakey drink of choice, trying to pull your life back together, you'll find yourself tumbling into the lives of the Kents, the battles of the Wayne, and even the politics of the Guardians and another half day will disappear as you tumble about in the closest thing you can find to Heaven on Earth.
On-line comics!  PFFT!  As if!
Kid! Dare to step out that door and discover an existence you'll find taking you to heights you never imagined!
 
 
"On-line? Where we're going we don't need 'on-line'!"
 
*See Next Post to clarify the referenced items!
 
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Eating Comics Books, Licking Pickles on a Monitor and Other Things …

Comic Books!  Those soft, little gems of childhood, adolescence, teen years and a re-association in every phase of a man's life you can imagine. A woman's as well, but not so much.
To be honest, comic books are, as much anything is, a life acquisition, like pickles.  You are introduced to pickles and either you find the experience fun or it is distasteful.  The middle ground is lightly populated.  I do not like pickles but my siblings consume the things by the boat load.
Thus it is with comic books.
EXCEPT these days, comics can, if you look, be found on-line.  Pffft!  As though licking a screen shot of a pickle would have the same results as a pickle in your hands, thus it is with comic books.  You do not read comic books on-line.  You NEED to go out and experience comic books.  While you are out there, there are other things you need to discover as well. Which is why on a recent social media website the following exchange was beheld*:

 The Comic Book Thread, The Question: Is there a place online to read these comics?

The Answer:  Pffft! On-line! NOTHING beats the smell, feel and taste of a good, ol' comic in your hands!
Or the crisp, sharp, edgy feel of a new one!
 1st: Google or DuckDuckGo for your local comic book shop. Then go and get lost in not only their fresh displays but also their collectibles, paraphernalia and other intangibles you can't experience "on-line"!
While you're there pick up some bags and a few boards. You may need them.
2nd: Take whatever money you have left to almost any national used book store chain and look over the used comic book selections they have!
 Next head back to the local comic book shop and tell'em <someone> told you to ask them about their gaming sessions.

 O-M-G! Talk about experiences you'll never know from "on-line"!!! When was the last time you stumbled home at 4:00 AM not drunk but exhausted and smilin' from ear ta ear? Replaying your actions and reactions to games you never imagined existing? Listen to yer wife or bedmate groan as you won't shut up about the surprise move you made or the lucky throw of the dice you got which saved you and your group from certain doom!

Finally, when you wake up a half a day later, go back on-line and search for the nearest board gaming society/group/gathering! Drag the aforementioned bedmate to one of these board game society meetings; in some places they meet almost every single night.  Be prepared to enter a semi-secret society of adults -- and occasional kids -- playing endless, endless board games the likes of which you would not imagine! Games from overseas, games in development, old favorites and new undiscovered games, played by constantly changing random groups of people accompanied by massive pizza orders, ice cold drinks of all kinds, and screams of joy mixed with groans of angst!
Once again, you'll stumble home at 4:00 AM but this time you AND your bedmate will laugh, cry and giggle over the night you just experienced.

Then, the morning of the following day when you finally wake up, you'll discover the stack of comics that started this whole journey of exhausting rapture. As you sip your wakey-wakey drink of choice, trying to pull your life back together, you'll find yourself tumbling into the lives of the Kents, the battles of the Wayne, and even the politics of the Guardians and another half day will disappear as you tumble about in the closest thing you can find to Heaven on Earth.

On-line comics!  PFFT!  As if!
 Kid! Dare to step out that door and discover an existence you'll find taking you to heights you never imagined!

"On-line? Where we're going we don't need 'on-line'!"

*See Next Post to clarify the referenced items!
 
**
I Am Sielow, These are my words.
If you like what you've read, PLEASE hit the SUBSCRIBE button!  I’d like to know I’m reaching you.  I’d also ask you to share the post and recommend my works to others.
If you'd like to see other items I've posted, look for my blog at: https://iamsielow.tumblr.com/archive 
If you like what you have seen and read, please consider supporting me at: www.subscribestar.com/IamSielow
I am also (soon to be) on YouTube as IAmSielow.
 

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