A Dream Dawning. Winding staircases around dreams of moons and star gazers gone to sleep beneath a starless sky, hoping that sleep itself might turn a blanket into a jewel studded universal wonder, that we all hope someday will wind it’s way around our lives making us for once the center of something other than somebody else’s rainbow. When alas, we are both struck and awed by the blanket dropping to reveal nothing more than grains of sand glittering between the wool just pulled down over our eyes. Did we really make it unscathed? Is this a dream of the morning? Or is it the dawn everybody dreams of?
Installing military bases in foreign countries is occupation.
Re: Palis: Sounds like Paris. Implies something royal, like a palace. Palestine and Israel. The Jews rejected Ispal, so now they get placed on the other end, instead of at the beginning. Each get four letters and share the fifth: ‘P’ = power. If you want me to pursue this further I will, and you know who I’m talking to. Though I think it’s best that we don’t. All right you asked for it. I know you’re going to point out that Palestine has more letters, which puts you at a disadvantage. Though Israel minus the R is contained in Palestine, and Palestine is contained in Israel minus the PETN. ‘E’ is repeated. ‘I’ comes before ‘P’ so that should even out the extra letters in Palestine. Okay, so 9 plus 6 equals 15, an odd number, but that’s if you count ‘E’ twice. If you leave it out, that makes equal for both with nothing to share. Okay count it twice. Then, that’s 7 for each of you with the 15th shared. That’s enough!! This little game of yours is over.
Face it, conditions on the ground are not your obstacle to resolution. The obsessive compulsive component of your personalities is all that stops you. The world is going to think you all insane with all this silliness. For years the right of return was the last problem under consideration. We make it the first. Times have changed. Last comes first. Just as you couldn’t form a new government in Germany while the Jews remained in concentration camps around Europe, you can’t form a new Palestinian/Israeli State while Palestinians remain in Camp Gaza and Camp West Bank. The multitude of Palestinians incarcerated in concentration camps in Gaza and the West Bank are to be released, not in ten or twenty years, but NOW.
You were rescued from concentration camps. Now it’s time to dismantle your own. It’s disgusting how you repeated your own history by making nobody forget, lest it happen again, all the while you were doing it. You did it. Face it. Now change it before a group of nations similar to those who freed you, decide to free the enslaved Palestinians.
Now. Jerusalem becomes a state, like Vatican City, governed by representatives from all groups, somewhat like the United Nations. It will become an International gathering place. Everything outside of Jerusalem will exist as one state, one nation called Palis. All peoples will work together for a common goal of peace and prosperity for all. All religions and ethnic groups will be respected and honored, as Palis becomes an example to the rest of the world, a blueprint for integration and positive, prosperous change–a melting pot that turns away no one.
I can see Palis as the capital of the United Middle East. What a sight! Look what they’re doing in Dubais on a piece of land the size of Rhode Island.
The Jews were rejected, the Palestinians rejected. You do have something in common. Put the brakes on the repetitive chatter in your minds my little Palis babies, and get your little buzz butts busy planning this spectacular Oasis. “You can do it. I know you can.” What? You can’t change the name? Since when, my little Maccabees?
It’s time for the Maccabees to come out of the closet. Look Maccabees up in the bible if you don’t know what it means. They occupy a whole section. There’s a reason why Italian Jews look different from English Jews, Indian Jews, African Jews and Danish Jews. It’s not only because they were born in their respective countries, it’s because they really are part Italian, English, Indian, African and Danish.
Most of us don’t know that at some point along the way we have some Jew in us. Sorry to burst your pure race minority bubble scam, but it’s time to drop that poor us, tiny little group of persecuted people, sympathy card that you use as your calling card in the pursuit of all you covet.
I don’t have to say I’m proud to be a woman. That declaration somehow reduces men in my description of how I feel about myself. I don’t have to say I’m proud to be black, when my skin color is out of my control. I don’t have to say I’m proud to be Lithuanian because they’re peacemakers. A lot of Lithuanians aren’t. Just don’t be ashamed of your heritage. Yeah, I’m part Jew. I figure that if I’m English, Irish, Scottish, and maybe Welch, then I’m part Jew. So what. I’m also part Dutch, Lithuanian, Canadian, and American Indian (according to my grandmother) and sometimes I look Arab. That’s probably from the Jew in me. Some people think I’m black in dimmed lighting. Others think I’m Asian, and still others think I’m Italian, Russian, Swedish (when I bleach my hair blonde) and even a man (because of my short hair). So what! Jump out of that self-imposed closet and simply be you! Please.
There are a whole lot more of you than you or anybody else has dared to expose. You’re protected. Though you’re not protected if you do bad. Adopting the five principles would be a smart choice as you come out of your Maccabee selves. That goes for everybody, and don’t forget the Arab you have in you.
To the Arabs, don’t forget the Jew you have in you. See, you already are a melting pot. Don’t think I haven’t seen Arab Irish, Arab Russian and Arab everything else. There is no such thing as a pure race. Even in the most remote regions of Africa, they are not purely African, not purely black.
Did I mention the role the Jews played in the slave trade throughout the world? Oh right, you beat me to it. Everybody was doing it, so that’s your excuse. Did you fail to mention that you were in Africa buying slaves for America? Blacks in America think anybody white is Jew. Jews want everybody to think they’re in the white race when it suits them. Then when it doesn’t, they’re a separate race above all other races. That all societies have done it, still makes it wrong. What’s important now is for all societies who continue to do it to stop. You all know who you are. Egypt offered prostitutes from Egypt for the American troops during the Gulf War.
Prostitution is slavery, no matter what Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia thinks. He once stated that orgies would solve all of the social ills of society. Why doesn’t he become a prostitute for a few years? Some may say that he already is one. I don’t know, I think that word is used too loosely. He has a position of stature. Prostitutes don’t enjoy that position in society. They’re not raised up. Nobody wishes for their daughter or son to grow up to be one. In fact, they live a life of secrecy, in a closet imposed by societies which say they’re necessary to keep the rape rate down. That doesn’t sound like stature to me. It sounds like society using young women, men, girls and boys to satisfy the needs of rapists.
Rape is an act of aggression. Prolonged levels of adrenalin brought on by adverse events, produce increased awareness and intensity of all the senses including heightened sexual urges that become associated with that rage. That’s why soldiers rape in war; that’s why men rape in prison and that’s why men who feel backed into a corner in life do the same. Supplying prostitutes is not the solution for those who rape. Decreasing the person’s anxiety level is what’s appropriate. You do this by reducing anxiety in society in general. Societies that use rape as punishment need to stop. I don’t care if it’s your custom. Customs that don’t adhere to the five principles need to be abolished. That includes industrialized societies that know a prison term means more than incarceration; it means a punishment of rape and even if never raped, it means the threat of rape continuously hanging over your head. It’s all called torture. So somebody steals a pizza and is sentenced to life in prison to be tortured by rape, night after night after night. It’s barbaric.
If societies cannot control rape in prison, where every facet of a person’s existence is in the total control of the government, whereby they are confined in very small places under the strictest rules and regulations, then what makes anybody think that they can control rape in the general population where there are no controls? Decreasing the stress levels in society across the board is the immediate solution. Making everyone equally worthy, beginning in the home, and then reflected in religions and schools by eliminating double standards is required of all societies.
Interaction, not isolation, is one means to achieve this. Rape is more prevalent in the ghettos throughout the world than anywhere else. Lack of money to provide basic needs, lack of choices, lack of respect are the primary factors that cause people to become aggressive towards others. All of it is grounded in prejudice, not color prejudice, but prejudice against those in society whom people in power deem as unworthy of the same necessities that they enjoy, which in societies around the globe means the poorly educated, low income people, the ones for whom no bell tolls, even though without the poor every society would collapse.
The blacks in America who run the ghettos are not poor, but because nobody challenges them like they once did the mafia bosses, they rule with no restrictions, no code of ethics. Absolute power means absolute corruption, and in order to keep the benefits of corruption running through their fat, greasy fingers, they rule through fear. If you snitch or cross their lines, these ghetto crime bosses will burn you alive in front of the entire community as they laugh at their own invincibility. That’s a God gone bad. Remember that. Remember that you tame your own God.
Blacks in America burn buildings when they get ‘upset’. My husband called the cops on the people who live behind us when a seven foot man took his five foot girlfriend down three flights of stairs out back in the middle of the night to beat this girlfriend within an inch of her life–with a belt. The cops told my husband to get back inside so they wouldn’t know who called. They found out the next morning. Loud enough so I could hear, “I’m going to beat the hell out of Davies-Tight. Sharon. She called the cops on me–on ME!!”
Several days later they tried to burn our building down–two feet from my back door. The custodian told me to call the fire department, while she took off for her daily walk. When the guys came home from the store I lit into them. Deny, deny, deny, even when I heard them night after night right at my back door using tools to open something that sounded like a bank vault. In the morning I’d go out and see nothing. When the firefighters were putting out the fire, I realized the vault was on the brick wall, the chimney, that had been sealed off years ago. All those nights trying to open that iron hatch with tools, so they didn’t have to take their trash to the trash cans out back doesn’t make sense. All that work when they didn’t appear particularly industrious in any other area. So, they filled up the chimney, torched it and walked right by the fire trucks to the store, while the girlfriend was left inside.
The firefighters arrived within minutes. Every move they made was part of a professional well thought out procedure. They could not have done a more thorough job than they did, while still trying to protect property. Yet the landlord was furious, not at the arsonist, but at me for calling the fire department. Now they’d have to reseal all the vaults. Months later Steve finally had to go out and shovel the burned trash from the first floor vault opening. All the garbage would only attract rodents and roaches. The custodian wouldn’t do it. He didn’t start the fire, so he wasn’t going to clean up what the landlord left after the first cleaning. The arsonists are still in the building. I give people the benefit of the doubt, sometimes to my own peril.
Living in a black neighborhood, my husband and I walk a lot. We can’t have a car. Four cars stolen and or demolished in three years, right out in front of our building put the kibosh on that. So we get a bike, and that’s stolen at the grocery store. Next, the two chairs I put out front next to the door disappear. Anyway, I noticed that whenever I walk and pass a black man or boy on the street, they spit on the ground, even if they’re across the street. I’m so naive that I had this whole theory worked out about blacks and their saliva production, and maybe they have more than they can handle so they have to spit a lot. Steve finally cleared me up on that issue. “They’re spitting at you without spitting directly at you. You’re white. That’s what Jesse Jackson tells them to do, you know, like raising the fork on T.V.–saying [to blacks], “you know what to do”.
I remember writing an essay about that ‘raising of the fork’ instruction by Jackson. I was surprised that the Feds let him use TV to call the entire black community to arms, to tell the blacks in all service oriented jobs to sabotage white people. I can’t find the essay–so much disappears from this little apartment. Anyway, we went to Olive Garden, ordered a salad, and while moving it around on the plate, the black waiter comes by and says in a surly, nervous tone, “How does that salad taste?” I replied (knowing by his demeanor what he had done), “exactly as you wanted it to taste.” He hung his head, backed up and said, “I never did that before.” I handed him the salad and he took it away. This is what a waiter did to a complete stranger because Jesse Jackson told his brethren what to do in response to a comic’s use of the ‘trigger nigger word’ on T.V.–collective punishment for all white people.
In case you’re wondering if something I did at the restaurant made the black waiter spit in my salad, you couldn’t be more wrong. My husband and I treat all wait staff as our families. Anybody who know us, knows this. For those who ask why bad things happen to good people, they may want to question why otherwise good people do bad things.
I know the visceral feeling associated with the ‘trigger nigger word’. The Feds used a torture song to humiliate me at various points during the last many years. They knew when I listened to the radio, because they monitored me in my apartment, still do. So they can call up their government run radio stations, which are all of them, and tell them to insert a song. I don’t listen to the radio anymore. I know the visceral feeling associated with the ‘trigger nigger word,’ because I get that same feeling with this particular song. The problem came about by me talking about it. Since they could hear me, they knew the repulsion I had to that song, then when they started using it to psychologically torture me, it became so much worse. I recall remembering a quote I saw in a bank on a placard from Mark Twain that said something about not telling people your weaknesses unless you want them to use them against you. At the time, young I was, I thought it was silly; why not be open about everything? Now I know that Mark Twain was right. Let your enemies know your weaknesses and they’ll use them against you. I didn’t know I had enemies. That’s a concept I never even considered. I don’t think in terms of others being my enemy or vice versa.
Being in a black neighborhood, I hear it all the time–’the trigger nigger word’–in all different circumstances. My husband is frequently called a nigger and he’s white. I’ve been called a nigger lover by white people. I’ve been called trash by black women. I’ve been called Hitler by Jews. Listen up. God is everywhere which means God is in everything. Yes, even in what we call inanimate. Even in a word. Someone once said that he could see the face of God under a stone. He failed to see that God was also the stone. God is in a word, in a speech, whether right or wrong, good or bad, it’s all the same power. Sometimes God is scrambled up, maybe for dyslexic people. God communicates differently to blind people, to deaf dogs and on and on. G= God (in my code system). Nigger= G reign= God reign; the plural: niggers= god reigns. (God leaves it’s palm print on everything. All we have to do is look for it). For those who say God left Africa a long time ago or for those who say that the spirit of God left Africans a long time ago, you’re all wrong. God was always there, even if not so visible. Feel better.
Stop all this voodoo, witch hunting, superstitious religious garbage. Stop worshiping evil. Stop worshiping prejudice, discrimination, enslavement, torture and slaughter. Worship what’s good and life continuing, not what’s bad and life blocking. [I can use dangling participles if I want. Some rules of grammar are prejudicial and meaningless. The point is to communicate effectively.]
The ‘trigger nigger word’ is not going to go away until the blacks stop using it. It appears that the frequent use of the word is a function of blacks not wanting to call other blacks by their actual names. Maybe it’s a sign of disregard, laziness, or more probably a means of identity protection. That way nobody ever knows who did what and nobody can be falsely accused. Everybody has the same name. I can’t stop that song from being played, but I can turn the radio off.
Maybe teaching good manners is what’s lacking. Maybe blacks respecting each other is what’s lacking. Maybe a built in identity protection device wouldn’t be needed, if so many blacks were not falsely accused. Maybe they’re not falsely accused; maybe they just think they’re going to be, because that’s what the black churches tell them every Sunday. Maybe it derived from the country’s name, Niger/Nigeria. Maybe it’s a dinosaur from the past, that was supposed to become extinct, and became an albatross instead, as blacks continued to use it. Whatever it is, if we’re going to be one nation, we need to be able to share words. No group can own particular words. The N word, the A word, the B word, the C word, the J word. And then how about two different words that start with the same letter? Sooner or later the entire alphabet will be included, and then how about the alphabets of languages other than English? We have to keep track of those too?
I tried to desensitize myself to that song I was telling you about by listening to it by a different artist. Although the feeling diminished somewhat, all I have to do is hear the first note and that visceral feeling pops up. So it’s not only the words, it’s the music along with the words that offend. So calling a word by it’s first letter when you know what it means, doesn’t help that much. The word is the word. If someone gets a visceral feeling when they hear the word, they’ll get a visceral feeling in every instance. It’s a conditioned response, which means that blacks calling each other by the word is a perversity. They’re creating visceral reactions in themselves and each other each time they say it. That perversity must end. Stop punishing yourselves. Either that, or stop lying to the press, saying a word offends you when it doesn’t. And if you’re offended only when a certain color of people use it, then that’s prejudice. When you ruin people’s careers and families because of it, then that’s discrimination, enslavement and torture.
We can’t start fining people or throwing them in jail for using words we don’t like. The blacks in their zealous effort to punish white people who say the word are trampling on the basic freedoms that they and others fought hard to obtain. They have to know when to stop, then change the world by changing themselves. Don’t clean your neighbor’s house unless you’re willing to clean up your own, simultaneously. Postscript: I felt so strongly about this torture song, that when the group who sings it went to China I wrote to the Chairman of China and told him not to let the group play that song. The Chinese people didn’t deserve to be sung down to like that from the Western world, and since part of my heart is Chinese I at least had to let my views be known. Artists don’t have a right to make the whole world feel badly in the name of art. A lot of those songs that came out of the 1970s were ‘anything goes’ songs. One artist, Leonard Cohen, recently apologized. I admired that apology. More artists and scientists should follow suit, at least by making an acknowledgement of going too far to influence the masses in a negative way–just because they could, or just because everybody else was doing it.
Cleveland Is Burning. They burn people alive in the jungles of Africa, where there are no white people, so you can’t blame the white man for that. What’s shocking is that they also do it in Cleveland, USA. It’s a method of oppression used by blacks to control something from getting out of their control. This war strategy needs to be addressed by the black community and if they’re too afraid, then the white, Hispanic, Asian, Arab, Jew and every other community will have to step in. The blacks however, can’t expect everybody else to do it for them; they need to help. Reducing the stress levels and stopping enslavement, in this instance black enslaving black is something everybody needs to do. This is a black cultural practice that does not beg to be understood, it begs to be stopped. Don’t blame past slavery in America for blacks enslaving blacks now. Blacks have done it to blacks for as long as blacks have existed. The key is not blame when blame leads to inaction. Finding an excuse only puts finding a solution on hold.