GWOT

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

if terrorists after September11

                                 President Bushs glorious declaration “You’re either with us, or you are against us.” his horrific Global War of Terror  GWOT 

if suspected foreign terrorists nefariously acquired held at black sites could be transported and held at Guantanamo Bay without charges he saw no reason nor found it unacceptable – pure accountability -- why domestic terrorists allegedly conspiring to overthrow the United States government its Constitution Cant be heldCant demand their Constitutional rights and protections when they freely sought to trash them they Cannot fall back on them to demand their freedom  they kissed it goodbye

Wha don they understand about the GWOT

2205,  Thursday,  13  1. 22 

https://edition.cnn.com/2001/US/11/06/gen.attack.on.terror/

https://www.georgewbushlibrary.gov/research/topic-guides/global-war-terror

 

I’m gonna get a refill, would you care for one?

I can get that

No sit thanks. she smiled large  freaking dimples  next life he was going to put in for some just like them   powers that be could rerun the tape an ogle hers Just  like  hers  You popped for the coffee, I can get it. she looked down at his clipboard before him You can scribble while I’m gone, keep yourself busy so you’re not looking aroundthink of busying yourself with one of these other women.

he looked eyes grew large  there were many attractive women seated around them  Well howbout tha Although when Im with you you have my complete attention

When I’m with you. she teasedsmiled again slaying him with her dimples

                                                                                Scribble something and share it with me when I’m back, momentarily . . or maybe . I’ll spy on you. she winked he only had eyes for her

he printed the first thing that came into his head DMT

shed know it was a drug without him explaining unfortunately pre-existing conditions she had to contend with she always kept her on top of health an medicine she texted him while he was on a trip about Trump virus in December before coronavirus had a name I think it has the makings to become a pandemic.

                                                                                      she was sober not prone to hyperbole

beneath DMT he played with it asif it was an acronym because he despised them he like to makeup horseshit  he wrote

Delicate Mediator Translator

he struck Delicate 

beneath it he wrote Deleterious

he struck Deleterious

beneath he wrote Dangerous

he struck Dangerous  after them he inserted ?s between them and Mediator

                                                                                 that felt rightfelt better perhaps informing parties to keep their eyes peeled when utilisingemploying it

Did you even look around?

Huh

Look around.

Oh No   I did notgot sidetracked    

Sidetracked? May I see?

Ofcourse

DMT.  Therapy?

Thaswha recently brought it to my attention.

Curious game you played.

Head on a swivel

I dig your introspection.

Cant do drugs without it

Thursday morning consideration after dreaming,  6  1. 22                                                           1606,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  12  1. 22

 

he came out onto the patio with their coffee and stopped short of the café table where Joe sat

he left him alone for the time it took to put on his mask enter the shop order two medium coffees two shots of espresso eachhis with an additional shot of hazelnut and cream the barista always creamed himhad his down to a science  Whodahthought 

he pulled up short because Joes head was down he writing on a clipboard would pause move his head side to side like a boxer scribble some more  oblivious

                                         how he got lost inside five minutes astonished him

setting his pen downlifting his head Joe returned

                                                      Whacha doin man

he stepped to the tablehanded him his coffee

                                                I suppose I’m marveling how quickly you ignore everything around you and become absorbed in . . whathaveyou.

What have you?

Joe held up his coffee to touch it to his Na Zdrowie

Na Zdrowie.

the toast is better with booze

Wha have I

Yeah. I wasn’t gone five minutes.

Ya werent missed

You say the sweetest things.

                                they chuckled

I was playing with the word bisexual

he sneered

Don sneer

           Ya always make a face if sex isnt heterosexual Being bisexual means never having to leave a bar alone Fact

There is that. What’s to play with?

I compared it with dualsexual . .

. . That’s not a word.

I believe it isnot that Ive looked Anif it isnt it ought to be

But you make up words all the time.

If need be

So, again, what’s to play with?

Then I wrote duallysexual above dualsexual an above that I wrote dulysexual They jive

I can see the . no . . not logic, you’re never logical; I can see . the likeness if you would.

I would

        Then I looked at the other half of the equation bisexual  Beneath it I wrote twosexual T W O an beneath that I wrote toosexual T O O

                          Can one ever be too sexual

See he turned the clipboard Looks like a seesaw a teetertotter

he looked

           I can see that.

he shrugged

              Fun

You entertain yourself so easily.

Effortlessly

              Leave me alone an in a heartbeat a party breaks out

You and those invisible yous circling your head like gnats?

Very apropos

               Yare getting betternearing the promised land

Promised land, oh bullshit, more like a moth at a flame.

Also apropos very good  Yamove like a clumsily moth

458 preferred to 1658,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1241,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  12  1. 22

Bill Evans Trio  Autumn Leaves  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sum7yv816_k

$866,882 -- dead

I didn’t expect Trump to have a Come-to-Jesus moment.

Its notNO Hes branding

Branding?

He wants to own the vaccinationown how it and the boosters are saving lives

                                                                                 He aint got no Jesus

Formers in it for himself

1732, Day-between-Two-Ts,  12  1. 22

https://www.worldometers.info/coronavirus/country/us/   https://www.11alive.com/article/news/health/coronavirus/no-beds-means-no-beds-covid/85-f8111920-848d-4a1b-951f-3ffbea639e29

Brazils Bolsanaro has been recommend by its Senate to be charged with Crimes Against Humanity their second place death rate in the world is dwarfed by the United States  https://www.npr.org/2021/10/27/1049797081/brazil-senate-recommends-bolsonaro-be-charged-with-crimes-against-humanity

 

Nono not ListerineChrist no he glared a wee bit

You said mouthwash.

Yes Mouthwash Listerines a freaking astringent  I want a second an third an fourth blow job

Blow job?   What the hell are you talking about? he looked perplexed

You know the one blueaqua blue travel-size pearshaped bottle like a flask  I can see it but cant read the label

A blue mouthwash?

Yahyah yes

Oh ah . . I know this . .

. . Me too Tried it a couple of times but went back to Listerine Kills germs that cause bad breath possibly you too if some slips down your throat when gargling deeply

Blue.

Yah can keep one in your shirt pocket for afterwards if necessary  my experience rarely necessary Im sweet probably the boyscout in me that refuses to leave evidence that you careyoud like to cum back for more

GOT IT!

Wha

Scope.

YahBAM ya got it

                      Thank you

You’re welcome.

                          Why Scope?

Pretty blue smells goo . .

. . Minty fresh! No queer aftertaste.

Cut cut we sound like a commercial

                                          I definitely wouldnt share Listerine with a date not an astringent that would straighten her ass out Id prefer it the way it is

Second and third blow jobs . . shesh!

Hell with younot your concern

                                 No blow jobs for you as the soup Nazi would say you refuse to go down reciprocate  Hard to believe you ever got laid

407 preferred to 1607,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1101,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  12  1. 22

 

he tries to pause   tries

                              the pause is Adios

hold onto your shorts

he thought the Former ought to follow in Epsteins footsteps

                                                               BUT OHwait  when one hangs themselves there are no footsteps

the dance hasnt steps

1732,  Twosday,  11  1. 22

 

Hold on hold on yare not complaining are ya

                                                he had sat down across from him in a huff sat down heavier than he thought he should have so dramatic

                              One this shit isnt magic Two you said you don wanna work that hard

You’re gonna beat me with that again?

                                              he wiped his face with his hand widowspeak to chin

Lets not get crazy yare being ridiculous  Whas with the exaggeration

You keep hanging that around my nec . .

. . It  it came out of your mouth

                                  I didnt say though I do repeat it   Youve made my point

So I should quit bitching?

Your words not mine

                            YES  Quit bitchin

I thought it was going to be easier than this.

                                              it  IT   was getting laid again 

It can be easy

What do you mean?

Off the top of my head Mustang Ranch Betcha can Google Nevada houses of ill repute an find a dozen or better brothels You were just in Tahoe

                            Should have stretch your  legs

I’m not paying for it.

Actually  You are

                    Dinners drinks movies  Yare picking up the tab

That’s dating.

Anyer dating  why

Companionship an an off chance youll get laid Are you really tryinright now to fool yourselfyaint foolin me

                                                                                                                 it appeared he was thinking of rolling his eyes at how absurd his assertion was

                                                                       Save tha for an idiot

Reading my mind?

Nope Wouldnt want to tread your no mans land

                                   

So there is a solution to your I don wanna work that hard problem

                                                                      he bored a hole in him with his eyes

                                                                                                                    Then too theres the exigency of hard

Brother . .

. . Brothel . .

. . You’re really pushing my buttons now.

I always push your buttons keeps ya movin

You do.

 Yes

          This is wharya thank me

Thank you?

Yare welcome

Babe if Nevada is a no go you may be waiting a long long time to find a woman with frisson in her fanny for you

approaching 1600hrs,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1324,  Twosday,  11  1. 22

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_brothels_in_Nevada

Bill Laswell  Lost Roads  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr_Kkh618d4

 

they were high

How high? someone could ask

so high they shared diarrhea stories

                                     their sojourn began when he admitted that before he went to bed last night he said out loud Im going to have diarrhea during the night

Max howled

                    when he was able to contain himself he said You said OUT LOUD to yourself that you were going to have diarrhea?

Yup

Going, going to have diarrhea?

    Yes

          I felt something shift in my guts an said as much so I informed my brainmy body to be on high alert to wake me so I would wake up alone

Wake up alone, what the hell are you talking about?

Jesus man so I didnt shit the bed

OH, oh, oh.

             What made you think you’d have a problem during the nigh . .

. . Night wha nightno night I woke at One-o-eightwas on the pot so long my legs almost feel asleep slept briefly an was up again at Three-o-eight another lengthy Park it buddy

You looked at the clock?

I did  I looked because I was fascinated how quickly I was right I don often wake during the night

                                                                                                            Unlike you

Had to go there?

Me Ya take me there almost every time we meet for coffee

                                                                Did I say almost every time

Don’t rub it in.

Callin me a liar

Not every time.

I think every timeI don mind  Youve had your challenges I havent he rapped the porch railing their beers were sitting on

I have, but back to you going to; why were you going to?

A frozen pizza pepperoni pizza As I was eating it I recalled the last time I shit  Suppose Ive provided cruel confirmation huh

Yeah.  I still can’t get over going to.

I was Idve bet money on it  A sure thing

Surefire?

Fortunately not fire I really dislike those shits

Really dislike . . you can say hate.

Ya know I wont Hate Evil Not part of my lingo

You’re something else, man.

                               So you’re not eating frozen pizzas?

That brands pepperoni I prefer anchoviesJESUS  I cant remember the last time I had a professionally prepared pizza  You

A, excuse me, professionally prepared pizza? That phonaesthetics?

No Cute cunt is its an alliteration like Some Smug Slug

Ahyes, you’re right. Some smu . .

. . Not mine  Thats a childrens book

I like it. Some  smug   slug.

Dig your enunciation

Thank you.

                Some  smug   slug.      Man . . I’m really high.

       

308 better than 1508,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1119,  Twosday,  11  1. 22

 

they didnt talk frequentlyhadnt since they shared a bed a bedroom as boys in their parents home

his brother enlisted in the Marinesbeat him out of the house

he followed inside a year and aside from brief visits he did not live in his parents home again

his brother returned home four years later

since their mother died they talked more than they had in the previous thirty years

he had kids his brother had kids

                                    pretty simple math children absorbed ones time if one did it right

but they were talking now

talked when he called

that hadnt changed

he always had to make the overture

unfortunately he had the time

his children moved away as he expected them too he raised them his wife died he lived alone

when they spoke he made the caveat that they would speak honestly and unsparingly (that was code for him crying)

his brother was his best friend growing up

they befriended two others who also became best friends

                                                                   one had died

his mother-in-law told him if he could count best friends on one hand he was blessed

a year into their renewed telephone conversations his brother would tease him Are we going to be unsparing?

hed laugh

              Lets see how it goes no telling

No, I suppose not; no telling.

Not at all

0108,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1550,  Monday,  10  1. 22

 

he heard noise in the hallway leading down to the back porch where he slept 

if he wished he could partitioned the hall from the porch with a blackout curtainfor privacy but it wasnt often anyone headed down the hall after lights out and he was usually the one turning them outusually the last heading to bed

the noise heels on the wood floor were unfamiliar

he rolled off the bedcovering his naked girlfriend with the sheet to her waisther back to the hall pulled on a pair of shorts went out leaving the curtain wide open

                                         a lamp went on lighting a woman he didnt know

Who the hell are you who let you in

A roommate I suppose, he didn’t say, he wanted to go back to bed; I’m surprised you didn’t hear me knocking.

he knew who a kid who moved in not two weeks ago had the room closest the front door several people lived in the old house once it had been a manse but now was carved up into separate apartments sharing common areas the kitchen bathrooms

             bohemian

Who the hell are you

he noticed she held paperwork in her hand a straitlaced skirt blouse-buttoned-to-her-throat jacket middleaged woman

then shaking the paperwork at him without saying who she began a rant he wasnt interested in listening to something C P C S Two Four Three Point Four an sumptinsumptin P D 

                                                          he interrupted Im not following acronyms shut me off ya havent said who you are

some blather indignation fucking birds outside began chirpingwelcoming the dawn 

                                                                                         WHO ARE YOU

I’m from Neighbourhood Watch!

WHO ARE YOU

Mrs. Smith.

Mrs Smith from neighbourhood watch didnt know we had one early aint it

This is supposed to be posted if not on your door then in the vestibule; it is not.

It is not my door take it up with the landlord

Mrs Smith look past him into his bedroom   glared muttered Harlot

                                                                      leaving his arms to his side he walked up into her faceshe began backing away TIME TO GO SMITH he pressed forward she backed upthen she turned tail BUHBYE SMITH he followed her out the front door

I’ll leave this . .

. . Take it with you take it up with the landlord

I don’t know who that is.

I reckon youll work it out

Who are you?

he had already turned his back on her SOMEONE YOU DON WANNA KNOW shut the door bolted it

hed talk with the kid later that morning

he went back up the hall to his bedroom pulled the curtain closed

his girlfriend was awakehad rolled onto her back

                                                    Hiya beautiful really nice tits

These? playfully she gripped themsqueezed them together

he knelt on the bed kissed her bit one offered breast

                                                         Ouch.

That didnt hurt

No, you hurt me just right.  Harlot.

You heard that

Yes, also someone you don wanna know.

I didnt mean to be loud

You project, but I was listening.

                                     I’ve never been called a harlot before.

I didnt know people said itIve read it

You can call me Jean Harlot.  Harlow. Get it?

Got it when it came out of your mouth

she smiled lasciviously

                         Lose the shorts babe

0308,  Reggae Friday,  7  1. 22

1227,  Monday,  10  1. 22

Artie Shaw  Nightmare  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1iabQmjaWCM

   

Max agonisedtalked openly about his circumstance

                                                     wondered What should I do?

plenty offered their opinions

I’m asking you; what should I do?

Youll do wha youll do when yare ready

You’re not telling me anything.

Ive nothing to tell ya tha ya don know already

You’re a pain in the ass, man, I’m asking . . rather . ah . . I’ll ask, what would you do?

Being tha I wouldntve done wha ya did Im not a person to ask

                                                                    I would sayhowever  quit with the opinion polls 

Its your life your decision

 

Max agonized for years years of magical thinking  inaction

he didnt quit pestering him

                             when he brought it up hed replynot harshly I cant hear you

Max finally got it through his thick skull what he had toneeded to do he divorced

for months  months  monthsafter hed ask  Why didn’t I divorce her sooner?

You werent ready

I wasted a lot of time.

No  It was time you needed to spend

Feels like waste now.

Its over in the hopper

                       End of an error

Max nodded I suppose, end of an era.

he didnt correct him

0939,  Monday,  10  1. 22

 

I like cold uncomfortable winters Comon its California not Minnesota

                                                                        he confessed

I like living on par with animals

                                 he confessed

it was nice to sidestep confessionals holy priests flickering votives an allow himself to say things aloud clean to the wind sonorous dry tumbling leaves to a hawk soaring above which found him unworthy of its attention

                                                                                                             hed confess

I can embrace my worthless humanness

. . . an consciousness  Wha about consciousness

What about it?

he knelt down to a planter heaping with vagrant poppies

                                                           These are perennials they have consciousness . .

. . No.

They do

No they do not.

Do not

        When you say that I know yare makin a comparison Wha are you comparing a poppys consciousness to

Comparisons aren’t necessary; they are not conscious.

Ah . . they are . . . yare comparing it to yourself arent you

I didn’t say that . .

. . No I am

            Im referring to consciousness  Why do tha Why must you an others have to compare everything to themselves Were not the be-all end-alls he or she are only a human beings

You don’t grasp how ridiculous it is to suggest a plant has consciousness . .

. . A five hunredyear old tree an ancient rock

                                                They have consciousnesses We cant even begin to relate to them because were here an gone in a centurythats ridiculous  most of us gone inside a tawdry seventy years if were lucky an the whole of it thinking ourselves the preeminent the apex being on the planet We don use our time to become acquainted with rocks plants animals because you your ken believe they exist only to be used befouled   tortured

Sounds like you’re coming off your rails.

                                          Careful, man, talk like that makes you sound like you’ve gone around the ben . .

. . Talk like that because you don believe consciousness exists beyond human animals

You’re being ridiculous, fantasifull, drop it.

No

     I wont

1500ish,  ReggaeFriday,  7  1. 22

1220,  Sunday,  9  1. 22