Poetry Friday

Well, this has been quite the week, hasn’t it? It has left me feeling completely drained, and more than a bit despondent.

 

Maybe it’s just me, but my mind goes to poetry at these times, and Wiliam Butler Yeats describes it well:

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
I noted from reports that Joe Biden called loudly for unity the other day, as he did more work than he has in a decade to undo the work of his predecessor. In fact, he wasn’t calling for ‘unity’ he was calling for ‘submission’ which he’ll get neither from the conservatives who have come to respect President Trump because he lived the words he said in the campaign against Hilary Clinton when we would have voted for pond scum instead of her. What we blindly voted for was a patriot and a man of his word, Not a perfect man, by any means but only the third President in my lifetime that I willingly would vote for again. The other two are Eisenhower (yes, I was too young by quite a bit, but looking back would) and Ronald Reagan. In truth, I think Trump surpassed both and was the best president since Calvin Coolidge, a full century ago.
So, no, Slow Joe, there’s not going to be any unity to be had, and in four years we will have a new president if you last that long, if you’re unlucky, you might be remembered like Buchanon, the man whose administration brought us to the brink of civil war.
But it’s also possible that he will suffer the fate of Benjamin Harrison, who arguably stole the election of 1892 against Grover Cleveland and was subsequently defeated by him in 1896. History has a habit of rhyming like that.
Have you seen this?
Somehow, I don’t think either American conservatism or Donald J Trump are quite to the end of the road yet. I have no idea what the names of the teams will be going forward, but there are many innings left to play. Made me think of another poem, in fact, From an American, writing in England, of the English. T.S Elliot’s Little Gidding

What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make and end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from. And every phrase
And sentence that is right (where every word is at home,
Taking its place to support the others,
The word neither diffident nor ostentatious,
An easy commerce of the old and the new,
The common word exact without vulgarity,
The formal word precise but not pedantic,
The complete consort dancing together)
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,
Every poem an epitaph. And any action
Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea’s throat
Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:
See, they depart, and we go with them.
We are born with the dead:
See, they return, and bring us with them.
The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree
Are of equal duration. A people without history
Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern
Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails
On a winter’s afternoon, in a secluded chapel
History is now and England.

With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this Calling

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree

Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always–
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.

What is it about women?

My dearest Alys sent me a clip from a favorite movie – I haven’t even seen the movie yet but I cried at the clip’s ending. She said it’s one of her favorites and always makes her cry. Ask just about any woman her favorite movies and dollars to a donut, it’s the ones that made her cry. Men think it’s because we’re tender-headed, lol, but we know it’s because we’re tender-hearted. Emotional things don’t scare us because – well – once the hormones set in at puberty, we pretty much have soft spongy hearts. Little things make us cry. Big things make us cry. The stuff in the middle makes us cry. Folks living in Florida will remember Publix (supermarket) ads for Thanksgiving – they would make me cry! You know I had to get the Snowman and Wife salt and pepper shakers. Mrs. Snowman arrived a little cracked but that just seems appropriate…

This song is true, too.

Every ‘hen party’ turns into a discussion about husbands/boyfriends. Not a bashing, really, more like comparing notes on the level of craziness he displays; it’s no surprise to any adult that men and women react differently to the same event and that’s the sort of conversations we have amongst ourselves. We laugh; we try to outdo each other ( “If you think THAT’S bad, this is what he did when …. ” ). Here’s a little hint, gents – look at their eyes when they’re sharing this stuff; unmistakable love shining through. We love your lunacy even when it drives us nuts. Because you’re ours, our one and only.

Inauguration Week; or Something

So we are apparently going to try something new – the House has decided to impeach a former president. It’s almost certainly unconstitutional, and probably since there is no there penalty, imposes an unconstitutional Bill of Attainder, because it only penalty is imposing a restriction on a supposed action in the future, even if the Senate, in its folly, did convict which is almost unimaginable, idiots like Romney and Sasse notwithstanding. In short, it’s Pelosi’s supposed revenge against Trump, but it reminds me of that old cartoon gun that shoots the person firing it. Why?

Because the real loser in the affair is none other than Joe Biden. Half the populace already considers him an illegitimate president, who gained the office by fraud. It no longer matters whether that is true or not. He also follows a president who did more to restore respect and well being to more Americans than any other, and he does so with a program that promises to return to the abysmal Obama record, or maybe worse. His greatest day in the presidency will no doubt be inauguration day or would have been. This is what Nancy Pelosi stole from him. The (very) liberal Chicago Tribune says this.

[…] But rushing to impeach a president who has only seven days remaining in his term is itself an affront to our democracy. Impeachment is meant to be a last resort means of expelling a president, not a political weapon. There has not been a serious probe of what happened that terrible day, how the rioting was organized and by whom. Timelines and social media accounts show that the breaching of the Capitol took place even as Trump was still speaking to the large crowd of followers, and that the organizers may have plotted out the event in advance, mainly on Twitter and Facebook.

Democrats have no patience for a sober assessment of what went wrong; they want to humiliate a president who provoked and embarrassed them for four years, and who has accomplished much despite their incessant resistance.

Had they voted to censure Trump, they might have brought Republicans on board. As it is, only 10 Republicans in the House voted to impeach; 197 sided with the president. Democrats risk creating a martyr who will continue to have significant influence and who will bedevil them for the foreseeable future.

That’s true, they’ve thrown away whatever goodwill the right might have shown him as was done with Obama, he enters office as an enemy and he will leave the same way.

And something else, Toni Williams over at Victory Girls has been looking at something else about this inauguration, specifically the security. She also reminds us that

The Inauguration of Joe Biden has been scaled down, mostly due to Covid-19 fears, not to mention the fact that he can’t draw flies. The House and Senate and guests will be there and probably quite of few of the permanent class of D.C. will attend. That’s about it.

She also links to The Intrepid Reporter who did the digging and says it’s up to 30,000 National Guard troops. Wow, but he tells us who, and I’m going to steal his list.

The entire Washington, DC national guard (Camp Guards when I was at Gitmo in 06)
56th Stryker Brigade Combat Team (Pennsylvania Bloody Buckets… lots of combat tours… ‘heavy armor’ if you consider Stryker trucks to be ‘heavy’)
Troop B of the 102nd Cavalry Regiment (negative info on them… wiki sez they’re a No-Go at any real deployments.)

1-114th Infantry Regiment (Joisey Guard, No-Go no deployments)
508th Military Police Company (Another No-Go Joisey Unit)
229th Military Police Company (Kuwait Defense 1990, doubt if any of them are still there… a No-Go Virginia unit)
153rd Military Police Company (Delaware NG, A single tour in 07-08 in Iraq)
102nd Military Police Battalion (NY NG…a No-Go unit w/zero deployments)
104th Military Police Battalion (NY Guard, No-Go NY no deployments)
229th Brigade Engineer Battalion (Virginia Guard, lots of deployments, in a non-combat role)
160th Engineer Company (Delaware Guard, construction, couldn’t find intel on deployments… thin k these are the guys doing the fencing/blockades)
261st Theater Tactical Signal Brigade (Command and Control unit, one tour at my old base Victory in Iraq in 08-09)
198th Expeditionary Signal Battalion (Delaware NG, VSAT and comms unit…one company in South Carolina which DID deploy once in 13-14 to Kandahar)
1049th Transportation Company (Aviation trans… couple here’n there… ass and trash)
262nd Component Repair Company (you break it, they fix it, No-Go on deployments… to me, this means they expect to need to repair shit right then and there as opposed to waiting til they get home)
108th Wing (Refueling and Air-Recon Unit, multiple deployments)
177th Fighter Wing. (Air to Air F-16 Air defense… what the fuck do they need them for?)
105th Airlift Wing (Air Trans)
174th Attack Wing (Drones… lots and lots of drones… Predators, intel-gatherers… BAD juju)
166th Security Forces Squadron. (Security for the planes, lots of deployments)
That’s 20,000  plus troops, not counting DC and federal cops. It’s also more troops than we have had in Afghanistan in a long time, maybe ever.
But the real kicker here even beyond the number is that these guys are almost all newbies, very few have seen the elephant if any. Newbies always screw up, you know that, I know that and the military is no different in that.
What happens when soldiers screw up? Yeah, people die.
Can you say Kent State, I knew that you could.
If you’re in the east, Keep your ass down your head up, and check six. And stay the hell away from DC this week!

Random Observations

Feeling a little bit better about things – momentarily, I’m sure, sigh – but I loved this and want to share it. For those of you with a memory like mine, the song is Sweet Dreams by Annie Lennox. You can’t imagine how long it took me to remember the name! I think my hard drive needs a re-boot. Enjoy this…

Just to make peace with Nancy Pelosi, I will tell you this story. For Christmas, I sent my child who has a penis two big food packages of meat, cheese, and a selection of sweets and breads. Also, for my person-in-law, who is married to my child who has a vagina, I purchased a food processor. All the children were pleased.

Every once in a while, you strike gold. I did this morning. I have to share this with you because – well – just because I HAVE to! You need to walk around in my shoes to fully appreciate the things I do to inform you (I know, you never asked me to but hey – it’s my job) of all that is happening in the world. There’s this:

but there’s also this, Feral pigs flummox Puerto Rico, infiltrate communities | Honolulu Star-Advertiser. And finally, just so we don’t get tickled by these stories, here’s a real wake-up call Biggest Wild Hogs Ever Killed – The Outdoor Trip.

Audre’s articles are nearly perfect, so I rarely have anything to add but this reminded me that the phrase ‘Root hog, or die’ goes back in American history at least to the early 1800s. Pigs were commonly left to roam the first growth forests in the Old Northwest and Old Southwest. The result was Cincinnati’s early nickname ‘Porkopolis’. We may not be Pepperidge Farm but we remember in our folklore, like this [Neo]

In the final analysis, we all know he pissed off too many people – there was no coming back from that. But more than that, even if nothing happened on January 6th, the size of the crowd was frighteningly huge. It was the culmination of the campaign rally season and it scared the hell out of people on both sides of the divide. It’s one thing to think a person has power, it’s quite another thing entirely to see digits converted to human beings. Our job now is to figure out what comes next and how to deal with it. We’ve lost a battle – not the war.

Here’s a question – I don’t have an answer and maybe you’d like to make some suggestions (just remember, it’s physically impossible for me to do that! [wink]) … am I the only one that has noticed that suddenly there’s no talk at all about “voting irregularities” (just in case Big Brother is watching) since Jan. 6th? Hmmm …

http://www.psychologytoday.com/us/basics/dunning-kruger-effect

No one

Sauce for the goose=Sauce for the gander

In their right mind wanted this. Once again, my dad was right, “A crowd is like a wild animal; you never know what it’s going to do.” When I saw the size of the crowd Wednesday afternoon, my heart sank. The nerves kicked in. Went to bed late, got up early – more had arrived in D. C. I was happy for the folks that President Trump addressed them and at the same time thought, ‘this is not good’.

But never in a million years did I ever expect to see what we saw this afternoon at the Capitol. It was like a horror movie come true. Churches are sacrosanct. Schools are sacrosanct. All governmental buildings are sacrosanct – or should be. We all know how we reacted to what we saw; how we felt when we saw it. How to equate it? Like a 9/11 we perpetrated on ourselves? I don’t know. Right now I have no words, just inexpressible sadness. Maybe we have, indeed, become a banana republic – that’s the sort of place this sort of thing happens, isn’t it?

How did we get here from where we started? Through one of the toughest summers America has seen in a long time, we – meaning conservatives – managed to keep our cool, keep our baser natures in check, act reasonably and responsibly. And then this happens. We can’t use the poor excuse, “They did it to us, we’re gunna do it to them” or “what did you expect; people are pissed”. We don’t do this. We march, we carry signs, we write or call our elected officials, at every level, to be sure our voice is heard. We write in our blogs or talk in our vlogs. But we don’t break into a government building. We don’t act like buffoons – or baboons! – and sit in the prominent seat in the House of Representatives; that’s kid stuff, that’s like a 13-year-old kid giving the finger to the grouchy neighbor.

What has been done can never now be undone. They have made a bad situation worse. They just gave the left the victory by pulling the same crap the left did all summer. We have seen the enemy and it’s no longer them.

I think we are now one minute before midnight for America.


From Neo:

I petty much agree with Audre here, I don’t really see violence as being a cure for much of anything, and watching the storming of the Capitol broke my heart.

And yet…

It happened now, and I think it was going to happen if not this week, then next week, or next month, because the grievances were, and are real, starting with election fraud, and the ridiculous response to the Chinese flu, and continuing on to the GOPe ignoring and lying to the base since Eisenhower was president. I know exactly how they felt because I have the same urge. Why?? via Ace of Spades

From Willis Krumholz (@WillKrumholz):

 

Lots of people doing the “oh look at me, those bad Trump supporters” posts now. Today was unacceptable. Absolutely.

But what just happened? The Mayor of DC ordered police to stand down and a handful of idiots entered the Capitol…


Just last night, a violent mob surrounded a Senators wife at home with their newborn baby. They tried to force themselves into the home. In the last four years, Congresspersons were shot at and Rand Paul and Steve Scalise were almost killed.

This year, whole cities were destroyed and cops were targeted and killed.

Today at the Capitol, a woman–unarmed–was shot and killed. Nobody cares, apparently.

If your outrage only flows in one direction, which is even true of many GOP people, you are not the solution.

Why are we drawing the line at office buildings where Congress works as opposed to people’s homes and businesses?

Whole city blocks were destroyed this summer. Anyone who isn’t equally incensed at both is not a patriot.

Also, nobody is going to change anyone�s mind. The “GOP people” blaming Trump have always hated Trump. People who like Trump will point to stuff from this summer.

Maybe the answer is a Conservative/Traditionalist party that actually reflects working people (the base).

I can say with absolute assurance that the current GOP (“yay corporate tax cuts and staying in Afghanistan another 5 years”) does not reflect the base, let alone a good chunk of the country.

That’s true for me, and I’ll bet it’s true for many of you. Do you feel represented by your Senators, your Congressperson, your governor, or state legislators? When you write or email them do you ever get more than a pro forma (often automated) response, thanking you for writing without taking any notice of your views? Yeah, me neither. And I live in one of the reddest of red states, but it doesn’t matter. I could just as well be a Republican in Lori Lightfoot’s Chicago, for all anybody in Lincoln or Washington gives a good goddamn what I think. They’re too busy feathering their own nest to have time for their employers.

That’s the Republicans, the Democrats are worse. They’ll happily stand aside as their stormtroopers burn down whole cities of poor people without a qualm, but boy they looked scared on Wednesday, didn’t they?

For all that there are many credible reports that this was an Antifa/Democrat false flag operation, they suddenly came face-to-face with their employers the taxpayers that make it all possible while sending our kids to die in stupid forever wars.

And now I see that the authoritarian neocons allied as usual with the left-wing want to crack down even harder on dissent. Well, dictators gotta dictate till they’re stopped. These people evidently think a civil war in America is a good thing. I don’t, but I live in the real world, not Washington, and I know damned well it will destroy a republic that has taken 250 years to build.

Wave good-bye to the Republic, it died Wednesday, not in the protest but in the response of the idiot political class to the demands of the people.

Audre was wrong about that, it’s not 11:59, it’s more like 20 minutes after midnight.

Good luck, we’re all on our own now.

Happy New Year

So, 2020 finally ended last night Huzzah, Huzzah, Huzzah! Frankly, though looking east this morning I don’t see much sign of a “New Morning in America’ or for that matter Great Britain. Looks a lot like S²D² to me. Although for our peoples, it’s up to us, if we won’t let them get away with it, they won’t, and we’ve been in some damned tight spots before, and won through. So buck up and fight the people’s corner. The one sure way to lose is not to fight, peacefully, with the tools our ancestors left us if possible.

But I wanted to say a little about how things went here at NEO to the people who make it possible, our readers. we had about 45,350 viewers last year, by far our best year, beating the next by about 14,000 views. What’s even better those people who visited us looked on average 3.8 pages each. That’s pretty healthy for us, people are looking around while they are here not just reading what they came for.

864 People follow us one place or another, starting with subscribing here and the rest on social media including a lonely two on Tumblr.

In the eight and a half years we’ve been here our most read post is “The He Shall be the Greatest Man in t World” about the respect that George Washington received from King George III when John Adams was appointed the first US Ambassador to the Court of St. James. The second is “Sea Lines of Communication” an explanation of the Maritime policy that has allowed first Great Britain and then the United States to dominate world trade.

Most views here are from the US, which is likely no surprise. The US leads number 2 UK fivefold, which means the UK is catching up kind of slowly but measurably. Number 3 is Canada this year, last year it was Hong Kong which sadly has all but disappeared, maybe the Chicoms don’t like us much here.

So for us as a blog the future looks pretty good unless we get hauled off for reeducation

As for the rest, Open Blogger at Ace’s Morning Report (it’s all worth reading, as always) made a point I want to emphasize.

One thing is clear. We cannot go on as before and while the Enemy has a stranglehold on us we certainly will not go on as before because things are going to be on their terms. But no one is infallible. Not even them. As we reflect back on this past year and the three prior to that, the verdict from my perspective is in: President Trump will go down as one of the greatest presidents in our history. In spite of all the political and social forces arrayed against him, he instituted the greatest economic boom in history, engineered major foreign policy triumphs by challenging geopolitical rivals and enemies and orchestrating Middle East peace deals thought impossible, and helped bring about vaccines against a Chinese engineered biological weapon at “warp speed,” among other things.

But his greatest achievement is exposing the decades-long generational corruption of our government to a vast swathe of the populace, heretofore unaware or uncaring. To put an ironic twist on a disgusting threat from an equally disgusting woman who once was first lady, what President Trump revealed will never allow us to be able to go on with our lives as before. And ultimately, that is a good thing.

Keep the Faith – In God and in the Anglo-American people.

And a memory from my America – “The Black Ghost”

%d bloggers like this: