The President and the "Void of Course Moon"

Today we celebrate Labor Day. From that Virginia republican’s “response” to the Presidential weekly address, you’d never know that Labor Day had anything to do with Unions or the struggle to establish unions. Of course Hartman often plays that 1936 campaign speech of Franklin Roosevelt where he takes the corporate bosses on directly in a way no president today, particularly a Black president, would have the balls to do today. FDR said “These economic royalists accuse us of undermining American values. But it’s because we treasure American values that demands that we take on these economic royalists. What they are really afraid of is that we seek to limit their power. And they are right in this assertion. They say not to arouse their disfavor. Well let me tell you- - I welcome their Hatred!” When would you ever hear THIS from a Presidential candidate today? Another popular Hartman speech is Democrat Ronald Reagan giving a plug for the Democratic Party in 1948. You will remember that Truman accused the 1946 congress of being a “Do Nothing Congress”. He ran on this platform, and he won. Ronald Reagan said of them “We continue to see an erosion of the purchasing power of the common man and wages are not keeping up with inflation”. The last time Reagan made a speech for a democrat was in 1950 campaigning for Helen Douglas, the “pink lady” against Richard Nixon. Reagan soon afterward met Nancy and went to work for G E Theater in 1954 and it was all over. What the President needs to do this Thursday is to crank up the rhetoric WAY up. He really does need to “Go Big”. In fact if I were him, I’d make it a speech of “shock and awe”. I’d have those Republicans so stunned afterward they “won’t know whether to shit or wind a wrist watch”, to quote Jack Nicholson. Actually, failing this, I’d like to see the President announce in the spirit of LBJ’s March 31^st 1968 speech that “I will not seek, and I will not accept my party’s nomination for President”. That would make my day, as it should make the day of any liberal out there. It would be a real burden off our collective minds, and the removal of a major albatross and bar to our winning the Presidential election next year. There is one other issue where democrats have to be “proactive” and this is the matter of energy and global warming. I have been inclined to put this issue on the back burner myself. But we can’t do that. In today’s Stephanie Miller show replay there is talk about “Even if you believe Jesus really IS coming back soon, don’t you want to make sure the planet is as clean as the one he left you with?” After all you don’t want to be like a bunch of teenagers who party all weekend and trash the house and then just leave it all for when the parent’s return- - and they’ll all be out to the movies and by the time they get back home their parents will have forgotten about the whole thing. “- - -Right!”

Of course now there are roomers the President has gotten into Astrology and is concerned about the “void of course moon” and therefore wanted to delay his speech from the original Tuesday the 6^th date. I remember Jack Bradford, the Astrologer talking about the “void of course moon” and that’s one astrology term I never learned. It has to do with the moon being on the cusp between one sign and another. I feel like I’ve been under a void of course moon or something the last day or so. “I hear the voices”, as President Bush is famous for saying. In a paragraph from yesterday I talk about having a “funny feeling”. What do you do with those “funny feelings”, try and figure out what they mean or just ignore them. “I’ve got a head full of ideas that are driving me insane” to quote Dylan. Of course, we already have the Rain. Maybe I’ve been feeling a little mentally unhinged lately because of this over-sized lobotomized clone of me walking around in here. I tried to talk to him the other day. He “hears the voices”, and I knew that he was a little too non compus mentus to have any kind of real conversation with. If I decide to use the two whacko paragraphs from yesterday it will be kind of a “Data dump” which id a D BASE IV term, you programmers. It just means to dump all the raw date out there- - all my mental musings, and it’s up to you people to take the raw ingredients to Chef Ramsey and ask him for suggestions as to how to prepare them to make them edible. If he says “Here’s the food dumpster- - leave them for the homeless people to scavenge through”, then I’ll say “Well, I tried”. If you are a fan of the Beatle’s White Album, particularly Revolution 9, you’ll love these two paragraphs. We all know the Beatles didn’t really HAVE an album but “Here’s some stuff we’ve been tinkering around with, in case any of us decides to put out a solo album”. Of course we know George Martin was AWOL during the White and “Let It Be” albums. But I want to talk about curses a little. Bob Dylan alludes to Curses in at least three different early songs, “The Times they are a Changing”, “Seven Curses” and “Rambling, Gambling Willy”. As you know I think I put a curse on myself in late May of 2008 when I said something to God like “I’d give anything just to let Barock Obama at least have a chance as President”. Well you know what they say about getting what you wish for. Now I’m like that guy who keeps pressing Control-C over and over again in a DOS computer program gone bad, and one of the times it’s going to stick. Hearing of Obama’s demise would take a burden off of me personally. Ever since about September first of 2008 a jinx descended on me. In late 2010 my fortunes began to take a glint of a turn for the better. Of course this was right after the 2010 midterm elections. Of course in the material under discussion I talk a lot about Howard Richards, who was a walk-in after a certain American Author did a “spellbound” number on himself. Ah yes. “Howard just pointed with his gun he said that way down HWY 61”. (Dylan) Clearly I believe Dylan was channeling “Howard” alias you know who. I’ve give you more hints about this famous author you smart ones will pick up on. (and the rest of you Dumb ones don’t deserve to know- - till you get smart) This Author regarded himself as a Hero or perhaps Anti-Hero in the American tradition. He saw himself as a social crusader, and there is the whole “Spanish connection”. (“See the Spaniard eating chocolates”) And we know how he loved the bull fights. And there is the whole “Howard the Gunslinger” mythology of ours from 1981 based on the “Desperado” album by the Eagles. And we can surmise that Dylan was a fan of this guy since he “channeled him” in lyrics of his mid ‘sixties albums. Almost all the stuff in these next two paragraphs is old stuff- like 1981 through about 1984. But first of all here is Dick Chaney from yesterday - - -. Sometimes old Dickey boy comes up with some good ideas- - one in particular that I’m fond of.

I was looking at a lot of stuff on computer this afternoon and then hit upon a short video on Dick Chaney. Then I dialed into the long 22 minute interview or whatever on FOX, which was good. I am not wholly in disagreement with the things Dick Chaney was saying. He’s optimistic about prospects of living a long life, and hopes one day to get a heat transplant, but he hasn’t decided on that yet. I agree when he said he supported Kay Bailey Hutchenson over Rick Perry. And he also encouraged Hillary Clinton to run against President Obama. We both agree a healthy democratic primary would be a good thing at this point. Also I am inclined to believe Dick Chaney’s accounts of encounters with other people in the Bush Administration over others’. And I also agree that we should have taken out that Syrian nuclear reactor that Israel eventually had to take care of. Obviously my fondness for him ends there, and Dick has obviously drunk the tea party Kool-Aid on economic issues. Then I turned on KLOS alias K-Loss radio and listened to a whole bunch of songs. At the commercial break I went outside for a smoke and came back in and listened to more music till dinner time, which comes early in these parts.

Since Blogger may be watching I’m going to keep the next Wickipedia name a secret. As you know I believe I lived in the mid 1800’s. Mal Evans contacted me this morning and said some stuff indicating he may have known me then. This life line-up is already an all star cast of names, known and unknown to you. Besides possibly Mal Evans we have Dennis Wilson of the Beach Boys, who appears as a teenage admirer of mine named Charlie. Of course there is Jim Cooper, not to mention Robin, and also Dick Llyle, but they aren’t married to each other here. Robin was my wife, but don’t worry, I didn’t exercise the renewal option in the contract. Also Bob Dylan was a known personage to me in this life. He was killed during my life time and I alledgedly said of him, “He was more sinned against than sinner”. Pertaining to the “house on the hill” I bought someone once said of it “Wow, you can see clean into next week from here”. Oh, and Ron Rhodes was also in this life. Can’t forget him. But there is no Howard. I researched all the principals and he wasn’t there. Mal Evans committed what must now be seen as the “unpardonable sin” of becoming a Born Again Christian later in life, but not till 1912 just a few years before his death. He was the oldest “principal” yet he lived the longest. I’ll give his first name, Cole, short for Colman, just as Mal is short for Malcolm. I idolized Colman, who in turn was a disciple of a guy named Clement, who in turn was a disciple of a Confederate who was killed, whose name Civil War buffs would recognize, particularly for those inclined twords Southern sympathies. Jim Cooper was in this life also and his name was really Jim in this life. He committed suicide in 1902 however. I admire that. Who needs the 20^th Century? Also in my life then, I seemed to suffer from something Elvis also suffered from, and that was a fear of being around the water. I had something else in common with Elvis. I liked to enjoy a good cigar after dinner. And while I didn’t drink alcohol, I wasn’t above using various apothecary concoctions you could buy legally in those days. There is a conflict among biographers as to whether I was faithful to my wife. Some say I enjoyed the ladies of the evening. Well I think a John Boehner “compromise” is in order here. I did a little of both. But there is no Howard in this life. Then I checked the Wickepedia for another prominent name and I may have struck pay dirt there. It’s a famous individual, but he was SO famous as Wickepedia points out that you can’t believe half of what’s been written about him. The question is - - can you believe Wickepedia? This individual was more of a creature of the Wild West than I myself was. This individual died in my lifetime, too, and I admired him despite the fact that he was a “Nauthener”. Even though I admired him - - I’d have to admit that he was most likely a much better marksman than I was. Besides I’m just not that trigger happy. In one movie about a parody of this guy’s life I suspect - (precursor of Howard Richard)’s life he is said to have remarked near the end of his life “I never shot anybody that didn’t need killing”. His motto was pretty much “I don’t take shit from anybody” and Wickipedia goes into amazingly tedious detail about his life, right down to the brand of toothpaste he used to brush his teeth the morning before he died. A new fact Hollywood might have gleaned was this guy got an adverse report from his doctor soon before his death, and just maybe (there is a hint) he may have engineered his own demise. This guy seemed to use Indians for target practice. That wasn’t my thing. Bob Dylan recorded one song which may well be about his life except for one small error. He did have a wife, but if you blink you missed it. There is a line on that BLT album that goes “He always rose to every bait”. I learned that in Howard’s famous subsequent life, he was a journalist before he was a novel writer. I admire an individual with the heart of a news reporter. The word “ambulance” appears at least two Dylan songs and in this life Howard worked as an ambulance driver early on. One thing notably missing from this article were all the women he no doubt had affairs with. I guess Barock Obama’s team has scrubbed this article of that. (Where are the Obama bimbos?) And apparently he didn’t like Army life because he was discharged under mysterious circumstances. The two things he was most famous for we obviously are omitting. Alright, ice cream call! Time to pay a call on my Mormon friends!

We're going to leave the wierdest stuff out, therefore the following paragraph will be severely truncated from what I originally wrote. You people aren't ready for it yet. We now take to to last night. ----- I’m going to save the ice cream details to the next file. Suffice it to say I dined and dashed because there were so many people in there and I thought Loretta wanted her seat back because my old one had plates of ice cream on it. I went to the patio for a smoke and noticed the sky ablaze. It was one of the most amazing sunsets I’ve seen in my life. It had this vivid “red mist” quality but it’s like it was in 3 D. I stared at it in disbelief. You’d have to see it to know what I’m talking about. Bill came up and asked for shorts and he didn’t hang around for seconds either, assuming they didn’t run out. I came back here and AFV was on and I left it going.