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“Here’s Where We Are” – U.S. District Judge George J. Hazel – OpEdNews.com Headline

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On America’s 243rd birthday, can all Americans prove, in unity, if not civility, that our individual character defines us, obeying our Constitution’s laws makes us exceptional and Justice for All equals National Security.

Our military, nation’s capital and sacred Lincoln Memorial were not transformed into a political event footnote, until our Trump led by the nose Media, aided and abetted by our undivided attention, cast it so.

We are the wind beneath Trump’s GOP wings, rocket-firing his flight of fantasy by fulfilling his most ardent individualized American Dream:  dominating every news cycle.

To save an America made in Trump’s own image, we need, by example, to help all to see the wisdom and self-preservation of, love thy neighbor as thyself – even those for whom, pursuit of happiness remains separating and caging asylum seeking families – and stop expecting someone to listen after we call them stupid.

When the last rockets’ red glare yields to darkness and the last ferociously expensive ego tank display has returned to its rational place, perhaps we will realize how thankful we should be to Donald Trump, his offspring, son-in-law Jared, bankers Deutsche & John Mercer and his comrades, Mitch McConnell and Vladimir Putin.  For without the special brand of patriotism of the trumped, we might still be living under the delusion that our U. S, Constitution, like the World Trade Towers, is an implacable, indestructible diamond rock of Gibraltar – insulated from all harm, foreign or domestic.

However, with Trump’s image replacing Lincoln’s as our national reflection, reason and character profaned by our 45th now reduces American institutions to footstools, vulnerable to our enemies within.

A people mesmerized from sea to shining sea, by torrential texts, towering tweets and insidious instant grams of nonsense worthy of talking heads, weakens our power to perceive the difference between truth and reality show pretense.

America’s education, communication and debating skills have been so debased that the vast majority of Americans unquestioningly believe every utterance of Corporatism’s ads for over consumerism, Mark Zuckerberg’s conjured Boost-it numbers con and thinking a narcissistic reality show host has any intention of letting go of the greatest gig he’s ever fallen into – certainly not after he’s ordered, received and rehearsed for a military show of force around the exterior of our 1600 Pennsylvania Ave property.

In our 243rd year, it’s about time, and how we deal with the timing of past due consequences:  some as old as sexism and racism, others evolving as immigration and Opioid addiction – and some threatening the very life of our planet, as Trump threatens our legal foundation, calling, time out on obeying a federal court order while displaying a not so veiled threat of how easy making America Marshall Law again, could be.

Our Constitutional crisis is that our Constitution is in crisis – and all it took, was, blind obedience to one apathetic ruthlessly unethical man – being the natural outcome of a GOP evolving from Lincoln’s greatness to grandfathering grotesque gerrymandering corruption to make America as unrecognizable as it was, 28 June 1969.

On America’s 243rd birthday, with a birther belching bogus battle stations, with buffoonery besieging Lincoln’s reflection with tanks, invigorating MAGA with, Viable and Possible Census discrimination, our next wish had best be for recapturing mental stability.

We owe our country the birthday present of a, cease and desist order for both arguing about and cheering for, the wrong things – for doing so, we are the wind beneath the wings determined to whitewash our power to be decent human beings:  a Military Industrial Complex mudslinging our Land of the Free, back to Betsy Ross’ Stars and Stripes – forever.

No matter who said what Sinclair Lewis thought, on 4 July 2019, Donald Trump and comrades celebrated, Fascism coming to America, wrapped in the flag.

How long simple ones will you love simplicity?  How long will mockers delight themselves in mockery – and fools hate knowledge?

Most are aware of Trump’s idolatry for Hotpicks:  anti-democratic strongmen, whose anti-humane treatment of scientists in the land of Putin prompted Americans to organize, during America’s 200th birthday year, as the Helsinki Watch, forty-three years before our USDA scientists would need its watchful eye, and a media to, snap out of it, and help preserve, protect and defend curiosity, empathy and knowledge from a president incapable of recognizing that his duty and our honor would be better served if he lavished as much brotherly love on our southern border as he does on Kim Jong Un’s.

Birthdays are a good time for self-reflection, particularly for those still willing to maintain Trump’s grip on America’s nuclear war power.

Proclaim this:  Impeachment isn’t enough – Trump/Pence and members of their Acting Administration, not being, Too Big to Fail – need to go to jail.

 

Words and their Power Over Us – Tremr Staff Pick & OpEdNews.com Headline

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The word, Diego has blanketed, southern America with sheets of purity driven snow rising up into the Land of the Free – beyond Charlottesville’s First-Degree murder conviction, now carried by the wind into drifts of well-deserved hellish confinement.

Sharing the fullness of joy and strength for mind, body and soul, inspires words to be more honest than an American-ATM-in-Chief, a murderous Russian puppeteer and a whitewashed cover up of spending our tax dollars to preserve, protect and defend shrines to a nation divided:  Confederate memorials, cemeteries, tombstones and anti-United States of America statues.

Is it American to adopt and adapt to the words of Wisconsin and Michigan Republican legislators – or shall we unite with North Carolina elections board and delay Koch certification?

Are the words, Voter Fraud, now caught in the throat of its most raucous proponent?  Have our, give me your tired your poor, words been capsized into the darkness of a sickened ocean, asking not what our planet can do for us, but what we can abandon, to save North, South East and West from civil war?

Midterm elections proved words as ballots can envision a new diversified, American Dream on its journey to justice for all; that we can rise above freedom of speech demeaned by tea stained reruns and hacked ads – aided and abetted by a social face-off lying face-down in the muck racking of deceit for dollars.

In this season of philosophical celebrants simultaneously, if only coincidentally, rubbing elbows for a few end-of-year weeks of brief shining moments, dare to suggest a collective connection with, joy to the world and all life upon it, possibilities – and give the gift of deeds to our pro humankind words?

If not now, when will the words:  thoughts and prayers, of Mawlid el-Nabi, Kwanzaa, Hanukkah and Christmas throw open the doors, to a vast evolution of hosts greeting all who enter life on earth with a prepared table in the presence of those Governors and Congressional members who have rented their service potential to enemies of the state?

Good words evolve into deeds that deflect any reflection of being doped up on forked tongues – disgorging on all manner of mangers – to still deny, room in the inn of prosperity, as continued subjugation of the least of these our responsibilities.

Deeds, atop a foundation of reasonable words, could save America’s soul from the gravity of past guilt, secrets and pretensions.  Texts could be a multitude of hosts, breathing freedom’s gift onto interned innocents – even melting the ice-cold chill engulfing the hearts and minds that imprison them.

Surely, we can imagine, and elect leaders, who rise above twisted Tweeters twisting phrases past averted Facebook eyes, demeaning freedom of speech into an Alt-Right invasion.

It is the power of our words that connects and enables our thoughts and actions.  However, words express both the core of current domestic Anti-Gettysburg Address America, and our call to honor all of God’s Children.

When my three visiting male Blue Jays announce winter’s new dawn, I wonder, in whose words are we better invested for the truth of what’s to come:  Al Roker, Rachel Maddow and Jon Whelan – or those trumped disciples genuflecting before the Koch throne installing Brian Kemp, Cindy Hyde-Smith and Brett Kavanaugh?

When the Blue Jays call, let our words be made manifest in the truth of deeds that honor, Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans, who will never again stare in the face of sexism, racism or genocide without crushing, Silence is Consent, with law-abiding action elevated by, truth will set us free, word-power.

Respectful words prevent our echoing the devastation of ignoring the power of ignorance, reducing patriotism to racist tunnel vision or scorning diversity’s contributions.

Our words impact lives, whether telling a younger sibling they can’t draw or confessing to a wife’s students, she, brings out the pizza in me.

Embracing powerfully honest words might save a planet in peril from denial, by kicking it to the Curb.  However, our crowning achievement remains, choosing to passionately live a life of excellence.