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Sunday, September 27, 2020

THE LEVER OF CORRUPTION

THE LEVER OF CORRUPTION

I will speak out! My voice will be heard no matter how hard Republicans have tried to stop me. When I face my maker on the Great Judgment Day I will hold my head high and say I spoke the truth to Americans.

The saddest experience of my life is to watch mothers and fathers sacrifice the future of their own children by supporting an authoritarian fool destroying the greatest democracy known to mankind. It is difficult to believe that parents who say they love their children will enter a voting booth and pull the lever in support of Donald Trump, which is pulling a lever for corruption. They are a sad example of parents desiring to leave this kind of America for their children. The biggest shame ever perpetrated on future generations is the sacrifice of a democracy for the limitations of personal freedoms imposed by an authoritarian monarch.

It is a fact that politicians from around the world have found that the political arena offers an easy door to open into corruption, and thus they have used it. Working class citizens are so busy trying to make a living that they do not follow the voting record of elected officials. And when elected officials go unchecked they will become corrupt.

Republicans are using lawless tactics to change the history of the United States. In so doing they are opening the doors of the pits of hell for America’s future. Republicans have now legalized lying, legalized cheating, legalized adultery, legalized White Supremacy, legalized prejudice, and legalized bigotry, and thus changed the history of America’s judicial system. When one political party pads the judicial system to legalize lawlessness, they cannot expect the other side to stay within the confines of the law. This is exactly what has happened in America, and it has dimmed what was once the brightest light for freedom known to the world.

I refuse to put in writing what is going to happen, because I do not want to be accused of advocating violence, but I will say America hasn’t experienced the tip of the ice burg as to what is going to happen in regards to lawlessness. No matter what Republicans say, they have legalized lawlessness and now Americans will suffer the consciences.

Vladimir Putin is so excited that it is amazing that he hasn’t had a heart attack because he never dreamed in a million years that it would be so easy to destroy America’s democratic government. The devil is rejoicing because he never realized how easy it would be to destroy America’s evangelical Christianity. Evil forces from around the globe are rejoicing to see the prediction, which has been predicated for years, that America would be destroyed from within.

The ghost of John McCain is already knocking on the door of Trump, and soon many others, who have died needlessly from Covid-19, will haunt Donald Trump until an already simple-minded limpkin will be driven to insanity. Donald Trump will run off into an undisclosed destination screaming that he was mistreated. However, that is the best we can hope for, but in reality he will be around for decades attempting to hustle up discord within American citizens. And there will always be those who are just as simple-minded as he is who will continue to follow.

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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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THE LEVER OF CORRUPTION

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