Reason for Hope

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rockettesThe land time can’t forget:  between election day 2016 and Inauguration Day 2017.  Is it High Noon or 12 0’clock High meets 140 characters in search of an author, but settling for a hack chocking on denial of Climate Change, conflicts of interest and the Russians are Coming, in real time?

Caught by surprise Electoral College victory – hiding in plain sight, using thank you tour for, lock her up encore, as cover up:  intelligence briefings on the necessity of taking up governance scary for one with only an eight second attention span.

No denying launch codes in the hands of a Twitter caricature is not a movie you want to watch before lights out, but if we want to keep the home fires burning, we need go beyond, the inmates have taken over the asylum and, have a come to Jesus moment:  America is not dead, but maybe we should be getting a second opinion.

Why can’t we find comfort in the assurances of a heartless Halliburton oil addict, and his co-Mushroom Cloud gang member confirming the common good will be served by Time’s Person of the Year nominees?

I mean, where’s our faith in lead water, gas pipeline leaks, bought politicians and coal ash?  Have they not proven to be ready, willing and able companions to food deserts, factory farms and rusty memories of the good ol’ days?

As the tomfoolery reality of our potential 45th sets in on the road again, we could all use some coffee pot time among friends with an appreciation for what is past is prologue.  So, celebrate holidays knowing, though fractured, we still stand gifted with the freedom to think — and the wake-up call to do so.

Hope is as near as dusting off our ability to turn off the self-appointed self-important, like Chuck Todd and Hugh Hewitt, blaming President Obama for not breaking through the constant barrage of Breaking 24/7 competition between Trump Free Press and Trump Fake News.

The Russians, weren’t the only ones, cyberspace invited to invade The Left for an inner circle placemat on The Right side of the table – sad.

When did browsing become swiping in a hazy flash-by pretense of communication?  When did manufacturing, in depth research and personal development succumb to failing to question authority, embracing, not my problem and ignoring the wonder of wandering through the mysteries of, are we there yet?

Yes, we can still see how words poorly chosen in nincompoop bravado and buffoonery can disappear our comprehension:  Chinese ships in the China Sea, returning Drone amidst mixed signals; Russians toasting laughable nonsense, not at the world’s shifting perception of dependable American prowess, but at our being so easily distracted by a carnival barker wearing a carrot and tweeting his stick for the wild beasts of his own casting.

Unlike the glitter of fool’s gold, reason anchors us to the true communion of hope, which then invigorates our will to go on — but deciding what to contribute, requires more thought than text from a tweeter.  So, let us not misplace our willpower to hope, for both world and time are abundantly clear, it is for us to create a life space for both oyster and pearl.

Car keys can be found more easily than truth, and hope eludes reality check in rallies that evade questions about tax returns, but despite murderous attempts to steal our peace on earth, are we not the designated survivors inheriting, love thy neighbor as thyself, — even when too much information is not enough knowledge?

We are stewards of nothing, if putting faith in Goliaths, we forget we are the masters of our fate and the Davids of America’s soul — the very instant we keep hope someplace safe, where our children can find it.

Like Heaven’s brightest star, hope guides us forward on paths wiser than now imaginable — to learn to live beyond self — but even an open mind filled with the better argument, is but half the journey, to having the wisdom to use it.

Hope in our future is our proof of life today.


Gifts:  from Little Boy to ISIS – Headlined on OpEdNews.com Thur 12/24/15

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TRV Human BeingArguably the greatest gifts we can give are, faith in ourselves, hope for our children’s future, love for all, and a knowledge of our past which makes us wise enough not to repeat it.

Both Old and New Testaments begin with boring lists of who begat whom, without lascivious details or revealing selfies.  So in this season of seemingly less Joy to the World, may I borrow holy template to offer some conceptual mapping from Over There left overs to O. K. Corral do over?

Denying the possibility that we were not invincible after all, an overwhelmed President Hoover and defeated Happy Warrior couldn’t spare us October 29, 1929, nor its offspring:  The Great Depression.

We needed a half-full glass mind-set, a broad smile and cigarette tipped heavenward for Happy Days Are Here Again.

For twelve years, Franklin Delano Roosevelt resuscitated America with alphabet agencies defying fear, even as the Greatest Generation went down to the sea in ships on a date which will live in infamy.

Left behind to finish, Missouri’s Harry Truman harvested Einstein’s Atomic Age and The Korean Conflict – bequeathing the police action to WWII Supreme Commander Ike, to divide to conquer, as Commander-in-Chief, Dwight D. Eisenhower

Heart attacks behind him, Eisenhower hoisted Cold War and Nikita Khrushchev on younger shoulders:  PT-Boat 109 Kennedy.

Gunned down after a thousand days, JFK’s legacy:  The Peace Corps, an isolated Cuba in a world saved from nuclear destruction — and a Texan named Lyndon.

Creating Gulf of Tonkin fantasy, LBJ left behind a wall of Vietnam dead, a wounded America and John Kennedy’s Civil Rights Act for Nixon’s last stand.

More than the first, gate, Nixon left behind an unintentionally united Vietnam and intentional eighteen-minute gap in history — but for the careening Ford — an institutionalized neoconservative closed group of radical zealots.

Neither VP nor POTUS elected, Gerald Ford, left behind Nixon pardoned, and the link of Dulles brothers to Fritz Kraemer and Bush/Cheney.

Inheriting the malaise of elitists John Foster & brother Allen, the Nixon hit list and a stumbling Ex-Warren Commission member too cowardly to speak assassination truth to CIA power until death did us part — Write It When I’m GoneJimmy Carter, nonetheless left behind Camp David Middle East Peace Accords between Menachem Begin and Anwar El Sadat – and in the sands of time, a failed attempt to rescue American hostages from Iran.

On January 20, 1981, “Ronnie” acquired Iran’s 444 days of Americans held hostage.  Tricking American voters, he cast himself as the hero riding in to save the day, just moments after ascending to 40th president.

Echoing the morals of a Nixon, Reagan left behind most Americans.

Advancing precedent setting Grenada, for pre-emptive nation invasions, President Reagan, after Mr. Gorbachev tear down this wall, grandstanding on the back of a pope, left behind our 99% waiting for something to Trickledown – meanwhile, mistakes were made.

CIA tainted by the blood of Dallas, read my lips George H. W. Bush presuming a twice elected Reagan rerun, checked his watch once too often and retired to jumping out of planes, leaving behind a stabilized Iraq in the hands of Saddam Husain villainy, until relative neo-con punched his ticket.

William Jefferson Clinton was a shock and awe interruption for those determined to loop an everlasting Cold War winning refrain of, The Forty Years War.

Aided and abetted by the hypocrisy of House Speaker Newt Gingrich, zealot Ken Starr, Speaker to Felon Dennis Hastert, a dash of opportunism Henry Hyde and finger wagging oral in the Oval, Bill Clinton managed to leave behind the possibility of finally ending WWI imperial ethnic cleansing in Bosnia, Croatia, and Kosovo, but no Glass-Steagall.

Like JFK before him, wild Bill left America with a thriving economic surplus solidly in the black – which fatefully deposited us into the agenda of Ralph Nader and Mission Accomplished burning bush.

George W. Bush, did his best at leaving all of us his worst:  the Mushroom Cloud Gang, including in no particular order, Rumsfeld, Cheney, Rice, Gonzales, Yoo etc; perpetual war, death & destruction, ISIS, and, released from the shadows, America’s pre-Trump Dark Side:  Neo-Conservatism.

No matter what holiday we celebrate, for our Happy New Year:  understanding that there are always connecting dots that dissolve the greatest lies we tell ourselves. — truth sets us free from denial, so knowledge can flourish, and with knowledge, wisdom is empowered to evaporate hateful discrimination.

Not pageantry nor flag waving, but reason and love parent World Peace as does admitting and correcting our past mistakes.Presidents