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Monday, December 5, 2016

THE MASTER GATOR

THE MASTER GATOR OF AMERICA’S SWAMPLANDS

The MASTER GATOR has chosen as his first priority to drain the swamp. But a TV celebrity stands in the middle of the swamp without any experience in political swamp draining. Draining the swamp will be difficult because the voters have returned to the swamp the same slime that created the swamp in the first place. The swamp is filled with a poison where Congressional votes are for sale to the highest bidder. America’s working-class know this but apparently do not care because they continue to vote for the same swamp gators year after year. If recent cabinet appointees provide any signal, it is that the swamp is being flooded rather than being drained.

The political reality is that Americans have elected a TV celebrity to be the next president of the United States. He has disrespected women, made fun of the handicapped, called Latino Americans disgraceful names, and stood unashamed while thousands of his supporters cheered. He built a campaign based on a series of falsehoods, and he used Fox News to promote them as the truth. Preachers have condoned his sexist remarks, while Christians shouted amen.

Political opportunists have encouraged his narcissistic behavior with so many pats on the back that his suit has been rubbed thin. He has refused to show his tax returns but his supporters do not care. He is a bully, homophobe, sexist, and racist, and yet thousands of Americans believe this leopard can change his spots. He did not receive a majority of the popular vote, but his popularity has soared to the point that many in the media are now afraid to disagree with him. Donald Trump believes his truth is the only truth, and he represents an extremism that is a disease that can kill a democracy.

Political campaigning has reached a point in America where words spoken have no meaning. Many Americans have become so numb to a corrupt political system that they do not expect a candidate to follow through on his campaign promises.

Many of Donald Trump’s supporters are saying we should give him a chance to see what he can do. I strongly disagree. Donald Trump was a part of the coalition of Republicans and Fox News who refused to give America’s first black president a chance. In fact, they tried every political trick in the book to destroy him. Donald Trump denied Obama’s birth certificate and then blamed his opponent when the truth was revealed. He has little regard for the truth and he needs to be tested in the early days of his administration. Donald Trump does not have the stamina, temperament, or the intelligence of Barack Obama. If he is given a dose of the same medicine that was given his predecessor, he will collapse, and his supporters need to witness the collapse.

The real ignorance of Donald Trump is already shown in the Carrier Deal. Carrier made 7.5 billion dollars in profits in 2015. They paid their five top executives an annual salary of 50 million dollars each. In the Trump deal Carrier received 7 million dollars in financial incentives to keep 1000 jobs in the US. But 1300 jobs will still be outsourced to Mexico and one facility in Indiana will be closed. Now every corporation in America can hold the United States government hostage by threatening to send jobs to Mexico in order to receive financial incentives plus huge tax breaks. The man who brags about being a master dealmaker has just made one of the worse economic deals ever made in the history of the United States.

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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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