https://www.msnbc.com/rachel-maddow/watch/writing-was-on-the-wall-for-trump-north-korea-summit-failure-1241557571754?playlist=associated

Bad timing? really  closing his eyeslistening to sound  it sounds like Boltons neocon pretext to create provocation if North Korea chose to hold the visiting journalist they invited to witness the destruction of a purported nuclear facility  poor poor John his balls are aching like a penned boar staring through the chain at sows in heat

1551,  Reggae Friday,  25  5. 18

971 days remaining or less

odd things happened when he neared blue cubethe affectionate name he gave it  isnt that why Gawd made human beingsto name things unnamed  Christ he made man and woman of man though he didnt think Gawd made the introduction Adam this is Eve Eve Adam while off somewhere where the Garden of Eden didnt throw shade wasssh Lilith  Lilith probably had to introduce herself to Adam 

where did her name come from what might you have named yourself if you had not been named   

evidently by all telling Lilith was a pain in the ass  she deserted Adam  refused to lay under him he had to side with her mebbe she wasnt the pain in the ass 

when Adam complained to Gawd that he was left to himself by his helpmeet helpmate -- then say that – or was he thinking helpmeat Gawd sent the angels Senoy Sansenoy and Semangelof to fetch Lilith back   

Who slapped those names on them

                                    it was his understanding Gawd labored Adam to name all living things Lilith had fled and it wasnt until Adam had unsatisfying sex with all the female animals that he bellyached for the creation of a woman
woman  meaning of man  

asserted by the Talmud perhaps a rivals disinformation        

odd things happened when he neared blue cube

                                                    and why not  Sedona had vortexes

the structure had gone up off El Camino Real  it could be nowhere elsebuilt before codes existedwere enacted funneling scads of greenbacks towards interested public and not-so-public individuals who knew how to prescribe new practical efficient buildingsof fleecing sheep  

there were likely hundreds of other Californian or other western towns that had streets named El Camino Real  land that was vied forfought over by Indians against Indians Indians against the Spanish the Mexicans well before continental emigrants were incited and encouraged by Manifest Destiny Gawds hand yet againjust cant seem to leave well enough alone   

blue cubewhen he recognised it was on his hands and kneeshe lunged out of the path of an old pickup truck that swerved at dusk onto the shoulder of the road  then it was inhabited  itd been condemned since  a gravel drive ran up its north side into the property  maybe once there had been a garage out back  now there was nothing but a weedy lot behind it 

another property began immediately on the other side of the drive hewed out by once what was a substantial fence erected on four by four posts on eight foot centers two railstwo by eights were nailed to the posts the lowest edge eighteen inches off the ground the highest edgethe posts terminus four feet when it was first built eighteen inches open eight inches of rail eighteen inches open eight inches of rail painted immaculate white it must have been something to behold but since it was neglected it didnt seem to him that it ever took another coat of whitewash the wood was exposed emaciated splintering it was weathered grey scabs of lichen provided it only colour nails failed lengths of railing lay diagonal with the ground upper ones fell and burdened ones below some lengths were broken the rail like Vs or one arm of the V sprawled useless on the ground the fence was as dilapidated as the blue cube it however didnt bear a condemnation sign 

today as he crossed El Camino towards blue and the fence he saw a young squirrel atop a fivefoot length of top rail that incongruously remained parallel to the ground despite jaggedly broken  its remnant threefeet brokenfree lie in the dirt and gravel and weeds                 

the squirrel was hesitant though obviously trying to escape his approach

it ran towards himthen turned and retreated

the threefoot gap loomed before it which he believed the squirrel could easily leap though to a visibly weakened and split rail nailed to a withered post 

he didnt break stride

he drew nearer

the squirrel panickingreturned aggressively towards him he walked forth then it suddenly went over the face of the suspended railunder it then up its back side to be where its escape began  it seemed perplexed  all its strenuous efforts and feigns amounted to nothing  he continued walking and closed to within seven eight feet

the squirrel turned to face him

he expected warning chatterexposed incisors a grimace like those he met in the Midwest

the squirrel went up on its hindlegs forelegs bent their paws together  submission  prayer   it rose on tippytoes cocked its head to the sky 

it disintegrated into buzzing particles

                                      then disappeared 

he walked up to the fence and ran his hand through the space the squirrel held and in it was warmth and passed through it the air was chilly again

he backed his hand through the spacewarmth  chill                 

he turned he stoodhis hand in midairhe stood facing up El Camino from where he came

beyond his focusnot that he was particularly focused on anything or quite properly seeing  the blue cube giggled

1223,  Monday,  20  5. 18

1157,  Thursday,  24  5. 18

We did it before and we can do it again/And we will do it again . . .

   

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wy5maENuo3Q

what exactly was it we were doing?

                                                                                           which side was singing?

as Orwell essayed in ’43 after the Spanish Civil War about the fascist regimes in Spain and Italy and Germany  as Arendt elaborated in her ’51 The Origins of Totalitarianism about Hitler and Stalin  as Anderson quoted in his 2017 Fantasyland: How America Went Haywire  as he read in Arendts Origins during the torture heyday of junior Bushs administration:

                “A mixture of gullibility and cynicism have been an outstanding characteristic of mob mentality before it became an everyday phenomenon of masses. In an ever-changing, incomprehensible world the masses had reached a point where they would, at the same time, believe everything and nothing, think that everything was possible and that nothing was true . . . Mass propaganda discovered that its audiences was ready at all times to believe the worst, no matter how absurd, and did not particularly object to being deceived because it held every statement to be a lie anyhow. The totalitarian mass leaders based their propaganda on the correct psychological assumption that under such conditions, one could make people believe the most fantastic statements one day, and trust that if the next day they were given irrefutable proof of their falsehood, they would take refuge in cynicism, instead of deserting the leaders who had lied to them, they would protest that they had known all along that the statement was a lie and would admire their leaders for their superior tactical cleverness.”

when he first caught a whiff of Bushhis first whiff of cuntDrumpf  while he was familiar with Dick Robertson and his Orchestras 1941 recording his Dad owned the Decca 78 rpm record what played in his head was The Whos Won’t Be Fooled Again

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHhrZgojY1Q

he didnt buy swill

                  he knew the rank difference between it  versus fact and truth

1216 conceived and 1629 completed,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  23  5. 18                                        972 days remaining or fewer

she read something   somewhere  in whatwhere  she couldnt recall    it was something aboutthis she remembered brick and mortar   she would  brick and mortar is substantial a commitment  itd take more than voices or fists to knock down didnt the three little pigs teach her that the big bad wolf could blow as hard as he wanted but brick and mortar withstood  since hearing the story as a girl she always wondered what wolf would taste like

but even if wolf didnt taste good shed eat it eat it as leftovers eat it until it was gone every bite reminding her she bettered the wolfreminding her it wanted to gobble hersplit and suck her bones empty splintered  unrecognisable  as if she never existed

what was it she read

it impressed her

if she thought hard about it

itd return

she thought

                         brick and mortar stall NO a locked brick and mortar stall

the only place remaining to harbor and secure privacy

precious privacy

                all around her people left their privacy like they left pennies on retail counters or pennies on the ground  too lazy not worth enough to bend to pick up  as if privacy was cheap  disposable   somethings wrong with her if everyone doesnt know her businesshave an option about it and shared she ought to seriously weigh their opinions about what she should do  or putting out to strangers This is my circumstanceWhat should I do polling perfect strangers

the winningest opinion or suggestion she should follow

maybe she shouldnt say precious privacy  though to her privacy was preciouswas to hold tight tight to her breast  protect  nurture   it was hers her privacy defined her

no PRECIOUS PRIVACY

                       she was rightno one was going to move her

yes  that was it   hypergalled was that a word hypergalled her privacy had been reduced to the locked brick-and-mortar stall  a public bathroom in a liquorstore  ClearBlue out of the clear blue

                                                                          she could imagine reasons tenfold why a woman would take a pregnancy test locked away inside a liquorstore lavatory  and none of the womans reasons were open to debate or disdain  not a one   it was no ones business

it is a parcel of her privacy

hers

hers

she doesnt have to share 

not with anyone

1917,  Twosday,  22  5. 18

1042,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  23  5. 18

Nneka  Focus  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wD7acQMyti4

he turnedshe appeared out of the clear blue head downcloaked in an unzipped hoodie hood upher fists pummeling its pockets black curls cascaded down her exposed chestcleavage high enslaved by an black underwire bra

she must have glimpsed his shoes as he sidestepped to avoid her as small as she was she would have went ass over teakettle down in a heap had they collided    

her eyes came up at a suddensimultaneously drawing the hoodie closed

she was unhappy

he wasnt going to wish her Happy Twosday happy whatever day it happened to be  Evenin

her head declining Public bathroom?

not mincing words  Rear of the store to your right either of the last two doors

Thank you.

Youre welcome

                that was their transaction as they sidled past each other she borne on her momentum her legs churning to keep abreast of it

a flesh and blood automaton     

      

he didnt see her exit despite working the floor taking cases down restocking shelves

in the next hour and a halfthe store sparsely shopped he proceeded to his cleanup duties preparing to close

it seemed none of his coworkers were keen at keeping the restrooms clean the toilet paper hand towels restocked the mirrorglass unspotted the waste cans emptied 

somehow their maintenance became his responsibility

the last bathroom faired the day

the first didnt

              he laid the largest share of its degradation at mens feet either their inability to piss in a toilet or their haha perverse humour – they didnt have to cleanup after themselvesdid they – young men these days were boys -- he never underestimated the slop they could make

to bus the floors he prepared a bucket of Green Clean in hot water and mop he cleared the trashcans to sweep the floors a quick glance and its weight informed him the plasticbag holding the firsts can would have to be bundleup replaced

he swept 

he mopped

he returned the last bathrooms trashcan compacted its paperwaste saving on plasticbags

he pulled the cosmetic matteblack metal canister off the firsts trash WHAS THISbright blue at the top of the heap 

a torn cardboard that contained ClearBlue 

inside the ruined box were two nondigital tests swaddled in their opened cellophane

he wasnt curious of their results

he was curious why a woman would perform a pair of pregnancy test in a liquorstore lavatorythen hypergalled her privacy had been reduced to the locked brick-and-mortar stall

then he became curious if the woman might have been the unhappy the distracted the underwired bra it was a strange experience  it didnt happen every dayor ever before

Mygoodness what are people being reduced to these days

     

1923,  Twosday,  15  5. 18

1230,  Twosday,  22  5. 18

he was seething

                his family worried that he seethed too muchit wasnt good from himit would  over time  erode hiswha they say  ahyes  erode his humour steal his light

he laughed

he knew they were sincere

he said Youre aware we have the capacity to compartmentalise  I make myself aware of all this shit and rail at it because if I dont I know you wont  So if Im that bright lightsunlight is the best antiseptic  thats my intentionan I dont give a fuck if it disturbs you  My point is telling you the dark side otherwise youll only have the peripheral text the blurps the single sentences the superficial tweets  an wouldnt everyone want theirs lives at a slow simmer soft bubbles throwing rainbow iridescence rather than rapid boils raging surfs   

Long ago they bragged they were making reality  that we couldnt keep up as we tried to understand it were Evidence-based  Nothings changed

Thats their fucking game

he was just off Taxi to the Dark Side which confirmed everything he knewyou couldnt possibly know  you could suspect  no  he knew he read most things the neocons wrote and he took them at their wordhe fucking knew he smelled their kindknew them from the rough bricked alleys of Chicago where drugs were vied and whores sucked cock you moved quickly across their maws through their exhaletheir foetid breath because wellfrankly  they were tempting

he seethed

now the next clowns were in officethe country needed another fix of delusion that only Republicans-by-name can provide

Herr Drumpfwho he called cunt is livid accusing railing his campaign was infiltrated by an FBI informant but he would

the term informant is incendiary it is a term conspiracy buffs yank their cocks to(cunt would have you believe his long long ties suggest . . yaknow) though obviously those buffs aint all males so theres some who tickle their clits to it

however in the miserable dripdrab of languageof terminology vernacular  an informant by any other name would smell as sweet say a whistleblower  say an investigatorsay an investigator who is investigating Russia influence inside cunts campaign once upon a time Russia was a cold war foe an enemy our laws are that you cannot conspire with a foreign powerany foreign power 

                                 if any American believes that Putin is acting because he has Americas best interests at heart thats like saying that OHGOSH! Herr Drumpf also is acting because he has Americas best interests at heart

Ohplease

what next are the Irrepublicans going to pull out of their ass

he has this fantasyhe understands its a fantasy  he goes to Washington dressed in his amateur proctologist garb white jacket surgical headdresscompleat with a shiny head mirror thereby utter beyond reproachyoure so professional Howie  he pulls his palegreen latex gloves on up above his elbow snaps them when theyre in place then he proclaims I think we can root out this conspirator  he fistfucks every Irrepublican who dances dreamily inside their heads under the throbbing sparkling Drumpf mirrorball Oh look how pretty hes violent he reaches deep inside trying to find the truth theyve quashed squashed compressed and fit inside a vibrantcoloured prophylactic in case they should shit it and reveal what wouldnt be of good purpose for any of them

he doesnt change glovestheyre Heavy-Duty gloves 

finished he strips them off and bitchslaps that last Irrepublican who had the misfortune to be his last patient  the last man bent over  it should be understood that he never had to ask them to bend over

. . . All Herr Drumpfs horses and All Herr Drumpfs men couldnt put Herr Drumpf together again

it is good to be able to distinguish a fantasy from reality  it stands opposed to delusion

    

1353,  Sunday,  20  5. 18

1033,  Monday,  21  5. 18

https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0854678/videoplayer/vi1283981593?ref_=tt_ov_vi

Howie: Do You Like My New Car?  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djZBfTSDpr0

What you dont know wont hurt you

                                   a sayingan axiom once upon a time that will serve no one today who gives it any credence  

a longwinded Because

Because I said

she didnt know why her parents went to it as often as they didshe couldnt imagine they meant her to act out of ignorance

they werent stupid

were they 

acting ignorant is a breeze  easier than ignoring somethingwhich you have to work at

she wondered because her parents wouldnt say they often said That was a long time ago. I can’t remember.  they would have made shameless politicians Nah. I don’t remember.  had to be some procedure they agreed to undertake immediately after placing their hand on the Bible swearing to uphold the Constitution  Nah. Cant remember.

it doesnt bother them that you can

That was a long time ago. I don’t know what you expect from me.

I expect you to pausegive it a moment give it some thought because I asked  not brusquely dismiss it  I hadnt any expectations  I asked is all there is to it

her parents acted as if she was accusing them of something  what an unusual place to come from  they were all adults now  she wasnt looking to blame them for anything

they were blowing a hole in the side of her respect for them

they were probably the only two people walking the planet she extended respect to out of hand without they having to earn it

Was it simply convenient for you to say to me What you dont know wont hurt you

Because it will it definitely will

out of both their mouth inthesameinstance What do you expect from me? they reminded her of the chorus in a Greek tragedy she wouldnt tell themmuddying the waters because they had no idea what she was talking about they werent literate people despite raising her to be

I suppose Im asking if your parents told you you told me although Ive never said that to my children That saidan in all fairness I have three you raised nine the slices of pie were a lot thinner

Pie? What are you talking about?

The sharing of time Once upon a time you have a pie all to yourself Then you meet someone and your pie is cut in two

If you marryhave a child the pie is cut in thirds An so on an so on I had time to address my children at a deeper level than either of you ever did Its not rightnot wrong Its the reality of our circumstancesfor cryinoutloud dad you were in time management efficiency you were paid to know Im not telling either of you something you dont know 

But I am asking if you remember why you might have said such a excuse me stupid thing when neither of you are stupid

My guess was that it was convenient 

It saved time

Time certainly is a finite resource

her motherper usual answered for both of them  I don’t know what you expect from us.

Nothing in her head she heard I got a story aint got no morals

1517,  Saturday,  19  5. 18

1059,  Sunday,  20  5. 18

Billy Preston  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6F_DRNCGjQM

he listened patiently to his buddy explain how his cat got out of the house the night before

Chances are he said to him had you let her be she would have turned up the next morning when she got good and hungry I wouldnt think that shed flee the hill you live on

Yeah, that occurred to me too  but she hasn’t been fixed and she’s in heat I’d forgotten the sounds a female makes when she’s in heat.

The sounds she makes the Toms crying bothers me more

You haven’t heard Toby, my god, what a racket she can make,gets me at some level deeper than fingernails on a chalkboarddeeper.

Ouch  I can relate

Yeah, it’s something else.

I didnt mean to interruptyou were saying

Yeah. She busted past meId set the canvas grocery bags down to bar her way but she made like a free runneran acrobat cartwheeling off the front door to the screen door pinwheeling onto the porch.

Sounds marvelous

Actually was marvelous. I was dumbfounded. And she was gone into the night. A calico disappears into the night effortlessly.

You went after her immediately.

I did I tripped over the grocery bags heading in the house, going in after the flashlight in the kitchen drawer.

I went out with the torch lit calling her name. Walked all around the front of the houseinto the car portlaid down on the drive to peer under the car. She was nowhere to be seen.

An wasnt making a soundIll bet

Yeah.  Not a sound.   It was the quietest I could remember. I went back into the house and put away the groceries.

Then after the groceries were away you went back outside looking for her

I did.

You took a breath and thought if you were her where would you go

I did. That’s crazy, how did you know?

I got cats too Im thinking outloud what I would do

I suppose we'd do the same.

Without a doubt  Theyre pets but we have emotional ties to them    Roles reversed theyd come after us

Yeah. I think the same.

Yeah  An so

Sooo  I went around the house gently calling her name. When I got to the side of the house I thought about under the porchit runs across the front of the house and halfway down its side.

Bingo

Yeah, exactly. When my flashlight hit her eyesthem peering back at me bright red I almost shit.

Devilish looking against the blackhuh

Yeah. She frightened me.  Then when my eyes adjusted I could see her colouring beyond her eyes. There was a Tom with her. I call him Youre no Robert Redford. He’s burnt orangetail missingcropped cutoffwho knows. He was further back behind her. She seemed oblivious of him.

Thats something  You didnt catch them midhump
Hey, that’s my girl.

A girls got needs  just like you

I suppose . .
. . You have no needs

I get you.

Thought you would

An so

Sooo  I got down on my belly in front of the steps leading up the porch and talked to her, calling her over to me. I must have spent twenty minutes on my belly talking to her while they were lit up by the torch. A couple of times she moved towards me, but I hadn’t any way of reaching her through the steps.

Then it occurred to me. I had to lure her, she missed dinner, I feed them when I get home from work.

An she ran out

Yeah.  It occurred to me to lure her with food.

Brilliant

I thought so.

Well before you go furthur into your escapades Id like to say one thing

Yeah.

Youd be a miserable paedophile

What?

Miserable paedophile Wanna piece of candy lil girl

OhJesus.

I dont think hed bite  But mebbe

1400ish,  Friday, 11  5. 18

1122,  Saturday,  19  5. 18

Vehicle  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxJFjO4Skgo  Ides of March