WordsfromMr.D.com: PART THREE ---- NO LONGER...HOLD MY TONGUE

Sunday, May 12, 2019

PART THREE ---- NO LONGER...HOLD MY TONGUE

PART THREE—NO LONGER…HOLD MY TONGUE

People get ready! Donald Trump has set the stage for the destruction of America’s democracy. He has turned the swamp into a gator pond, and has told every lie possible to protect him and all the other gators. There has never been a secret to Donald Trump’s motives. His plan from the very beginning was to set himself up as America’s first dictator. In order to do that, he has carefully stacked the deck in his favor. He controls the Republican Party and the Evangelical Church. He controls the Executive Branch and one half of the Legislative Branch of government.

The Republicans have rigged the Supreme Court into a political body that will uphold any decision in favor of Donald Trump. This has provided Trump with the courage to ignore Congressional subpoenas. Plus, he has also ignored Congress’ request for his tax returns, and has a treasury secretary who is protecting his every move. He has instructed the DOJ not to release the unredacted Mueller Report, and William Barr will do anything possible to protect this man. The only part of American government that prevents him from total control is the Democratic House of Representatives.

However, the real Donald Trump is finally revealed. He is not the successful business man that he pretends to be. The fact that he personally lost over 1 billion dollars makes him the biggest looser in that decade. Every aspect of his life is a fraud. And the biggest fraud of all is the fact that faces every American each working day; DONALD TRUMP PAYS NO TAXES. The only question left to be answered is, how long will Donald Trump get away with being a con artist?

Democracy is the best form of government ever known to mankind. One of the most serious offences anyone can commit is supporting the destruction of a democracy. Republicans either do not know what they are doing or they have no knowledge of history. What they are doing will require a World War to undo, and it is not written in the stars that even a World War can reestablish a democracy. At this time in history, a world war would be the end of civilization.

A message to Donald Trump defenders; you may think there will be no repercussions in supporting Donald Trump but you are wrong! You will go down in history as the people who tried to destroy the world’s greatest form of government. I find it difficult to believe that Donald Trump supporters do not know what they are doing to themselves, their children, and their grandchildren. Nevertheless, their ignorance will not be ignored in regards to America’s future. Future generations will spit on their graves and curse their family names, because there is a great possibility they, the future generations of America, will be denied the freedoms allowed in a democratic form of government.

There will come a time when Donald Trump supporters will wish that these years of history could be erased, but that will not happen. It will be recorded in history as one of the greatest acts of ignorance ever performed by humans. I find it incomprehensible that many Americans cannot see what is happening. If Trump does not get a majority of the popular vote in 2020, he will declare the election a fraud. He has already said that any election whereby he is not the winner is rigged. Donald Trump will never leave the White House willingly, and if you believe otherwise, you believe a false narrative. He will have to be dragged out of the White House, kicking and screaming by US Marshalls.

I have doubts that there is anyone in America who is capable of putting up the kind of fight that will be required to defeat Donald Trump. One thing is for certain, it will take one hell of a fight because Republicans have become experts in rigging a democratic governmental system in their favor. There must be some hidden reward that only Republicans understand. For Senate Republicans to give away the power of the Legislative Branch to Donald Trump is something historians will write about for centuries.

It has been disappointing to experience my family name dragged through the mud in order to support the likes of Donald Trump. Even though I cannot be responsible for the actions of family members, I can tell the world that a different blood flows through my veins. I know a fraud when I see one, and I know a liar when I hear one. I believe it is a fact, Donald Trump is one of the world’s greatest con artists, and I feel assured that history will prove this to be true!

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AND WE CALLED HIM BROTHER MYERS

I have written a book that tells the story of a famous, country preacher during the years of my growing up experiences in Louisiana. The church was the center of social activities, and this particular young boy spent many hours attending church services. In this book I not only relate some of the popular sermons preached by Brother Myers, but I also give examples of some things that happened in the church that were comical. For example, there was one night, during a serious sermon, that a big, bug got entangled in the hair of one of the sisters. To a nine year old boy comical reactions followed. That same bug began to dip down into the hair of other ladies in the congregation. Many interpreted their reactions as spirit-filled moments, but others saw the bug and knew the real story.

I also tell the story of the yellow jacket that got caught up under the skirt of Miss Nellie on one particular Sunday morning church service. Once again many thought that Miss Nellie’s actions were spirit-filled, but others knew that a yellow jacket was of the stinging type. The most exciting story that I describe is when Sister Simmons shouted during the annual church revival. Regular church members had learned to dodge the bobby pins that flew like bullets through the church when she performed her famous “head jerk,” procedure.

At the end the book I retell the story of White Sunday. It is an emotional story about an African Americn lady who wanted nothing more than her children to learn about Jesus Christ. So she asked permission for her family to attend a white church and sit on the back row. The act of having to ask permission and being forced to sit on the bank row disturbs me even until this day. This reminds me of present day evangelical Christianity, when a gay man is refused membership to a white church. Or when church members refuse to sit by same-sex couples in church, or when a sign is posted on the church door that says, same-sex couples not welcome.

From the beginning of evangelical Christianity in America, very little real Christianity has been portrayed. It is hard to imagine Jesus denying anyone the privilege of listening to his sermons. I speak with disgust, because it still gets under my skin that as a child I was brainwashed to take part in such unchristian edicts.

Moving from my soap box, I hope that many of you will read and be blessed by the book entitled, AND WE CALLED HIM BROTHER MYERS. The book can be ordered from Amazon.com and is part of my religious series.

GOOD MORNING CLASS

The vast majority of the world’s population has spent time in a classroom. Some of that time was interesting but most of the time was boring, some of the time was informative but most was a waste of time. The book GOOD MORNING CLASS is interesting, informative, and at times, emotional. Teachers, parents, and students, can benefit from the information contained within this book.

Most adults have an interest in what goes on inside the classroom. Parents have special concerns that their children are being taught by qualified professional teachers. This book proves what can be accomplished when a professional steps inside a classroom. Professionalism is required for a teacher to create an interesting environment for learning in a classroom filled with thirty or more diverse students. A professional is also required in maintaining order and establishing an informative environment conducive for learning.

Substitute teachers have a more difficult task engaging students in something other than what students call “busy work.” GOOD MORNING CLASS is a story of one day in the life of a substitute teacher who was determined to employ students in some kind of constructive learning other than busy work. In so doing he faced rudeness, criticism, and slander, which he handled in a professional manner. In the end, he gained respect from most of the students and managed to maintain a learning environment.

IT'S NOT ME

IT’S NOT ME

Mirror, mirror, answer me,
who is this strange face that I see?
Could it be someone I don’t know,
a different person in a different show?

For Father Time has not stopped,
the hands have moved around the clock,
And now I look and can barely see
the strange face that stares back at me.

But when I look deep into those eyes,
I see the roads and remember the miles.
I see the paths that I have crossed,
and remember the friends who paid the cost.

I read the signs along the way
and heard the many voices say,
so fast the time, so fast the years,
over distance meadows, and rolling hills.

Sunsets, sunrises, I have seen,
many happy times were meant for me.
But death did knock on my front door,
and say to me, “Time is no more.”

The creepy crawlers in the night,
came and tried to take my life.
But I awoke and cried out loud,
“This white sheet is not my shroud!”

There are too many places I’ve never been
and too many faces I’ve never seen.
Great bodies of water I have crossed,
and in a land of needy there were coins to toss.

I’ve talked with the living and held hands with the
dead,
And listened to the spirits play games in my head.
I’ve spoken in languages I did not understand,
and made peace with myself, in a far away land.

I’ve seen people with hands out needing coins to eat,
and watched hunger devour that wasn’t so neat.
I’ve seen people made happy with so little it seemed,
and I’ve learned great lessons about material things.

So if Father Time should say to me,
a little more time I give to thee.
I will use that time preciously.

But if I’m walking my last mile,
I will walk proud and I’ll wear a smile.
“If it’s minutes, if it is hours, if it is days…
I don’t know.”
But one thing’s for certain I’ve enjoyed the show.

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PART THREE ---- NO LONGER...HOLD MY TONGUE

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