Drumpf is a clear and present danger

Our FAKE PRESIDENT tweets  Are we living in Nazi Germany?

Well  Hitler didnt listen to his generals https://www.quora.com/Why-would-Hitler-not-listen-to-his-generals-even-though-that-was-what-they-were-best-at  an Faker doesnt listen to his nor to his hand-picked Intelligence chiefs

So we may be

Fakers a clear and present danger

2238,  Thursday,  31  1. 19

https://www.cnbc.com/2017/01/11/trump-melts-down-on-twitter-are-we-living-in-nazi-germany.html

https://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/trump-intelligence-testimony-totally-misquoted_us_5c53769ae4b0bdf0e7d97d98

They knocked him to the ground  before it used to be one guyone on one nowadays minimising risk several went after the onemobbed him afterwards they pounded their chests how toughhow bad they werethey are  Fucking cowards   

So they knocked this guy off his feet en masse and set on him with their shoes heels kicking stomping 

Youd have to be blind not to see that outmanned outgunned he desperately hoped someonehumanity might step upstep into the fray intercede on his behalf come to his aid  but he wasnt a damsel in distresswas he an hoping to minimise the beatingthe damage he assumed the fecal position

What? Fecal position? Fetal. Fetal. It’s the fetal position.

Fecal You ever been on the ground beat and stomped knuckled up cramped up protecting your guts and groinyour vitals your face  You try to make like a big turd and offensive so they stop
That said I havent 

When I lived in Miami I met a slender effeminate kid Richard his old man was military a pilot based at Homestead Richard was gayhe didnt bother me  he was sweet and thoughtful like a girl is sweet and thoughtful His old man hated that his son was queer an the muthafucker would get loaded anif Richard wasnt warycrossed his old man in the slightest a perceived affront his old man would knock him around

His old man knocked him around since he was a kid

Richard said It’s alright. I’m a disappointment, I get it.  I get it.

I said  Dont make excuses for your old man he should know better

He only hits me a couple of times, usually slaps me around then leaves the room, walks out disgusted.

Richards old man put him in the hospital with a terrible beating Broke a cheek broke his jaw

Richard tried to play it off Stupid He was stupid. He’s paying the bills, y’know?

You know how that sounds slurred through wire Aint much enunciation  

No I didnt know  He gets beat senseless and hes trying to play off his beatingevery beating his old man put him through Because his son not only wouldnt standup to himbut couldntnot physically His sons homosexuality belittled him

His sons homosexuality didnt have a fucking thing to do with him

I remember Richard looking me in the face thensuddenly he was horrified No. Please. Leave him alone, if he knows you’re defending me, you’ll only make it worse.

Richard  He aint ever gonna to know  

You think Im stupidI dont realise the blowback if he connects me with you

Richard started to cry  I didnt know who he was crying forI didnt ask

He aint gonna know

He’ll know he mewed

No You only think hell know Hes got you so mindfucked you think hes some kind of allknowing allseeing  God 

He aint an he aint gonna see this coming  He wont off it on you  

Ill be impersonal

You’re so cocksure you’ll beat him. What if he beats you senseless?

Thats a risk Im willing to take

You come away from fights learning something otherwise youre stupid pointing to his face I didnt fall off my tricycle or bicycle to get these scars

one on one in the parking lot outside the Checkmate Lounge on US One 

Ya got a big fuckin mouthyawanna step outside cocksucker he knew cocksucker would light him up

good fight
           it hung in the balance for a while then the old man threw wildthought hed land a haymaker telegraphed it left himself exposed uppercutseach hand an overhand left down on his beak nose splitpeeled open like a exotic tropical flower  blind old man blind  he had a heyday with him as he triedgroped for a clinch  The blind cant see  

I may have gone a bit long
                            but at least I knew I had

All said and done the old man was probably going to have doctor bills of his own

When he droppedhe curled

I wasnt gonna hit imstomp im while he was down  though the old man thought I might

The old man would

An seein him lying there
                         thats what gave rise to the fecal  position

He looked like a turd                           

0714,  Twosday,  29  1. 19
1402,  Thursday,  31  1. 19

Tricky  Excess  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3ivr41yxGs

it was a refreshing back and forth  two vulnerable characters  a man and a woman  scripted lines from The Punisher he often accused his girlfriend of walking on his linesstealing them but they were likeminded and passionate and what occurred to one invariably occurred to the other

she asked they were having whiskeys in her kitchenshe left the bottle out on the table  Do you have someone?

If I did I wouldn’t be here.

That could be a line, but I believe you.

twenty words three lines on a page they could be sterile actors emote these words were like striking a match in a dark room  illuminating

                        they illuminated her suspicions  he was a strangershe didnt know him from Adam Sorry Adam its a old dependable line could she trust a stranger to be honest with her when her previous relationship went ass over teakettle leaving her a child a son her son
her son

why would she trust him

it was terrible to be outside their drauma

                                         viewers had an entire season of learning and understanding his characterhis honesty  If I did I wouldn’t be here. they could take him at his word but why believe her  shed only been warmed in the television box for ten parsed minutes 

                                    though frankly he had been distracted by the band that played at the bar Shooter Jennings he was terribly happy to learn that it wasnt a staged band  it was legit  Jennings was a real person

he also dug that the bands name appeared in plastic red capital letters on a lighted marque in the parking lot outside
reminding him of bars he frequented while traipsing Wisconsin backroads no-mans land if you werent a man or didnt have at least two sidekicks who didnt mind the threat of eating knuckle sandwiches 

he wasnt one to be pushed

Yeah, man, so why do you push it? his best friend his best friend who wasnt so good in a fight but fell in when he needed him  Why push it, Joe?

why push it

he didnt

actually it was academic it wasnt resignation defeatism or pessimism it was exactly innately who he was where he might make a bit of difference he wanted to try

Why not try outside a bar?

Because inside a bar aint nobody gonna whine that they got beat up You win or you lose No matter the outcome you end up licking your wounds

Its honest unlessofcourse theyre laying in wait for you

                                                          but he made sure they were fluidthat they moved place to place

theres no favourite place in no-mans land

If I did I wouldn’t be here.

why wasnt that the epitome of any relationship

if you didnt want what you have

                                 why have it 

                                            why not admit you dont want itcut ties move along

sorry ladies usually men are the cunts he busted more than one cunts nose in Wisconsin bars on the farcethe premise that he was from Illinois Chicago that he was trying to make time with Wisconsin women 

po babies  they think they own women

genetic test them

look for Neandertal markers

thats not fair he shouldnt demean Neandertals

assholes

cunts

they need to know their place

learn that their place is backwards

learn that their place is quickly shrinking

either they adapt or get beat senseless in a fair fight

2323 or 1123,  Twosday,  29  1. 19

1159,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  30  1. 19

Shooter Jennings  The Outsider  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGIbz1O5o14

things didnt creep him out often 

                                but that rabbit loping down the hill did  zigzagging through the tall browned grass and weeds seemingly towards him as he walked below it on a graveled road  a road somehow given a name

not a quartermile long a hiccup  a dash on local maps  

hearing a queer sound first he stoppedturning left to see if he could see what he heard

                                                                                         and startled by its appearance he backpedaledscattering stones with his heels and crossed to the far side of the road large quarried stones laid there forming an irregular broken curb beyond them the hillside fell away steeper to a motley chainlinked fence that was probably erected by the community only after several people tumbled and flipped off the chalk cliff below

the rabbit continued its deliberate descent

sticks stuck out of its fur asif a rude bush grew from inside it out on the ends of the crooked tines grew small darkred husked fruit  they reminded him of anglerfishs lures

this rabbit perhaps wasnt a herbivore 

                                      perhaps it wasnt loping downhill just to get to the graded road for the least strenuous descent

it still had a good third of the hillside to negotiate before making the gravel where he stoodnot that he stood there any longer 

he walked down the road warily listening glancing back as the rabbit ceased its switchbacks to descend now on a long angle to an emergent point where the hill was cut away and the foundation of a retaining wall began in steps constructed taller and taller

                            it was there that the gravel road ceased and a groomed concrete easement began which provided access to business buildings loading docks and parking on either side of the road which ended abruptly emptying onto an artery that provided access west to the highway that bisected the town and east to the railroad

he could hear the blarethe commotion of traffic cars and trucks resonate off its slick surface  he could almost hear the rapid tick tick tick of the rabbits toenails on the pavement behind him the shake of its sticks the occasional drop and dizzyroll of husked fruit 

                        but he was nearly across the throughroad at the sidewalk on its other side when to his left he heard a car gun its engine and accelerate from inside it young men were hollering  he looked  they had seen the rabbit on the street behind him 

he turned in time to watch as the rabbit tried to retreatas the car veered  it struck the rabbitwent over top of it but in following the rabbits tack and retreat the driver didnt brake in time and rammed into the rear of a parked commercial van

the old sedan collapsed its body-on-frame and it accepted the bulk of the damage  like a large plastic carbonfibre aluminum airbag

as the kid backed the sedan off the ruin of the van he could see over its broken nose that the rabbit had dragged itself onto the apron of the ascending road it followed him down bleeding out 

                                                                        a suddengeyser steamed out from under the sedans hood its radiator rupturing and over its howl he heard cries from inside the car GO GO  GET OUT OF HERE  

the sedan lurchedlurched  and lurched in a hobbled reverse it bleeding out  GO! GO!

then he saw why they screamed off the hill came a swarm of sticktined rabbits the sedans last lurch was simultaneous to the mangled rabbits last gasp and spasmand as the kids emptied outthree doors flung widethey were taken down by rabbits rendered by rabbits their pieces dragged up the hill

what he thought was droplets from the mist of the ruptured radiator  were not

the maelstrom ensued 

                     a car trying to avoid ramming into the sedans rear kids rabbits crossed into oncoming traffic a head on collision then a daisychain of rearends in either direction speeding distracted drivers T-bones in the near intersection because the traffic light went green  

                                 and all of it provided grim cover for the rabbits escaping with their morsels  the smooth easement scribbled with blood like chalk on a blackboard which lead to many many paths in the gravel whose turned stones threw up the smoke of dust that cloaked and covered evidence hiding the rabbits retreat

he could have stayedhe could have been an eyewitness he didnt

the authorities could figure it out they made up shit all the time

hed let the drivers tell them what they saw he figured their stories to exonerate themselves would pale what he had seen

besides  

         as he walked awaylighting up another joint he figured his story would have been considered impaired

early hours,  Saturday,  26  1. 19

1356,  Twosday,  29  1. 19

he watched with some trepidation a slender manObviously his face whitewashedblanched  his hair pulled tightly back  singing

singing

           singing in a womans voice

unnervedhe admittedasked What am I listening to

standing beside him she put her hand to his shoulder stablising him What do you mean?

His voice His voice is unnaturally high Like a womans voice

Yes. He has a lovely voice.

Lovely Yes However its inflections are not womanly Nor are the songs sentiments

I shouldn’t think they would; he is a man after all.

I I have never heard rathersaw a man sing with a womans voice If I were to close my eyes I would say I was listening to a woman despite the nuances Ive related

Oh. I understand, or I believe I understand.  Hes a castrato.

OUCH he put his hand to his genitals

Quite bewitching, isn’t he?

Thats a word Numb terriblynumbing  a second

He’s quite androgynous.

I disagree I see a man singing in a womans voice

that was last night the performance was still working its way through him he knew his friend had unique tastes thats why he hung out with her 

but she really took the cake last night

1815,  Sunday,  27  1. 19

1132,  Monday,  28  1. 19

you cannot unsee what you saw

take back what you said

not hear what you shouldnt have

not feel

      what you feel

those are yours your rites

if anyone tries to deny you

KNOW

     that

         they

             are

                not

                   your

                       friend

1649,  Sunday,  27  1. 19

Stay

Stay with me

             they have

he feels guilty

he wasnt there when his wife died

the emergency team was too involved to mutter Call her husband while she seized for fifty minutes
he was five minutes away

Stay with me

his best friend suffering esophageal cancer had his wife called himas they agreed to come Now he said Come now
he was half the country away but he made it

his brotherinlaw called Come now he said his sister suffered her second bout with ovarian cancerher third cancer
he was half the country away but he made it

he felt guilty because he wasnt with his wife

he felt guilty because he was with his best friend his sister

he wasnt going to ask

                        his mother  his doctor  all those who attended his birth were dead

he preferred to leave as he was born

the guilt might stop with him

2154,  Sunday,  27  1. 19

Rubio takes a shit in the Senate

S. 1. Marco Rubios bill

                      how does this SHIT hit the Senate floor?

forbidding Americans to boycott apartheid Israel lead by Netanyahu (pronounced net-a-yahoo) a devious man who is under the charge of briberyliving like a Jewish king   

                                                       a boycott shrilled by the American Israel Public Affairs Committee  AIPAC which ought to be muzzled in the United States like Netanyahu not because it is Jewish rather because it aligns itself with despicable right-wing tendencies limiting freedoms shackling Palestinians diminishing Gaza

agrees that it is right to shoot people who throw stones

1326,  Monday,  28  1. 19  

https://theintercept.com/2019/01/05/u-s-senates-first-bill-in-midst-of-shutdown-is-a-bipartisan-defense-of-the-israeli-government-from-boycotts/  https://www.haaretz.com/israel-news/.premium-netanyahu-can-t-avoid-criminal-charges-former-state-prosecutor-says-1.6767808

I am unashamed

                    she talked to herself as she lay on her bed

He made memakes me  feel beautiful

He made me feel beautiful with the fierceness in his voice when he asked breathingheavily deeply aroused to lay on my back  spread my legs

He said he wanted to gaze at me

Wider  Spread your legs wider

I spread my legs wider

He knelt on the bed between them  at my anklesmy knees bent The chenille bedspread made soft sounds under his hands and knees as he crawled closer got very  close

I could feel his breath on my skin I achedI wanted to grab his hair ram his face into me

Wider

I didnt think I could spread my legs any widermy hips felt like they would dislocatethey burned

Then the discomfort melted It melted under the curl the flicker of his tongue melted under the stroke the tender stroke of his fingers a finger in my ass

                       hoarsely he whispered You aint going anywhere Youre mineall mine  Every bit of you belongs
to me

I quit hearing I got lost in the sound and feel of his sucking and breath his slippery fingers  his lovely  teasing  tongue

0622,  Friday,  18  1. 19

1244,  Friday,  25 1. 19

he had just lathered his face

placed the straight razor to his throat

suddenly his world turned violently in the mirror he cut his jaw deeplyand seeing he might need stitches he snatched 
a washcloth off the towel bar behind him and crushed it to the woundcompressed the bleeding

immediately he went up the hall from the master bedroom into the livingroom WHAT DID YOU DO

she sat demurely on the couch on the seat furthest from himher elbow on its arm he startled her she blinked rapidly the incessant television yipped channels flipped under her fingerWHAT DID YOU DO

I didn’t do anything. holding a Diet Pepsi in her other hand she took a sip

FUCK it galled him it was fivethirty in the morning and she was already at her Pepsis

What did you do 

she ignored the washcloth he held to his jawthe blood on his wrist at his throat his shoulder and chest bright dribbles on the towel wrapped around his waist I didn’t do anything.

Youre lyingyoure lying to me What did you do

I didn’t do anything.

Youre sounding like a refrain from one of your gawddamn commercials 

You did something

I felt it

I don’t know what you felt. I didn’t do anything.

Why are you lying Youre not good at it

Fuck you! she tossed the Pepsi can on the coffee table stood wrapped her robe tightly around her as if he was a Peeping Tom and rushed past him slamming the bedroom door behind her

Fuck he walked around the arm of the couch and dropped the bloodied washcloth on the spilt Pepsi to staunch it from dribbling off the table onto the carpet

he stripped the towel from his waistcontinued applying pressure to the wound  walking into the powder room he flipped on the light looked in the mirror the lather had gone flat a drab white smear where it clung

he took the towel away Fuck hed have to makeup a butterfly bandage sterilized gauzemedical tape people went for stitches because it was too severe for them to handle or they didnt want scars he could care less

it still needed to be compressed

he flipped the light off leaving the bathroom and walked across behind the couch to the kitchen glared once at the accusing television to the refrigerator freezer pulled out a metal tray of icecubes yanked its lever dumped the ice into split porcelain sink 

he wrapped a few cubes in the towel wetted it and held it to his jaw

he opened the refrigerator pulled out a quart carafe of orange juice he squeezed last night and sitting at the wood kitchen table he drank from it

she made no noise in the bedroom

she was going to make a lot of noise once he tended his wound and entered it to dress for work

Fuck hed have to shower again Better do that before I dress this fucking wound Grab the clothes Ill wear Couldnt go into one of the other bedroomscould she

he placed what was left in the carafe back in the refrigerator hearing Zappas Whaddaya mean cooties! No cooties on me! laughed miserably to himself

he didnt knockhe turned the doorknob it yielded Thank God she didnt lock it Shit would have hit the fan But she needs my paycheck too Taking my clothes Showering again 

she laid on the made bed like a corpseeyes open  and ignored him

just before he left the house he stuck his head back into the bedroom You did something I know you did

she didnt say a thing

he left work early

to the nosey ones Cut myself shaving it was a goodsized bandage on his jawtape to his cheek and throat usually he applied butterflies to others

She did something he knew it

it was part of their makeup it was enormously attractive when they first met they spoke one anothers words Hey that was my line  Stick to the script would you they knew each others thoughts

sometimes they conversed without saying a word

unfortunately her troubles quieted that voice killed it she resented that he knew her so well what passed through her mindwhat she refused to say out loud

she did something

something violent

otherwise she wouldnt have spun him as she did

nobody would get that

Im home

she didnt answer

she didnt clean up the Pepsi

she was still laying on the bed

the comforter was pulled a bitprobably when she turned onto her side

Im home

she didnt answer

the first sound she made later was involuntary an awful sound that accompanies a seizure

he kept his hand on her hip so she didnt flop off the bed while he called the ambulance Doors unlocked Come in Bedroom at the end of the hall

Please 

Hurry

Please

0555,  Friday,  18  1. 19

1136,  Friday,  25  1. 19