Am still dealing with the many flakes of "fallout" from my identity being stolen -- and how long in the future I will have to deal is up to the date of my death, to be sure.
The thieves should, at the very least, rot in hell!
Saturday, October 29, 2016
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Malfeasance; thy Name is Donald
If ever in America there was a politician in need of being arrested -- it is Donald Trump. Phony Universities,fake hotel "borrowing" deals, inappropriate use of the bankruptcy laws to avoid paying his bills,and cunning and ridiculous lies to everyone and anyone who will listen. How did this man win the Republican nomination for the Presidency -- why are people supporting him -- why does the press treat him as a legitimate candidate when his "sins" are forever in front of us.
Equal and balance coverage in the press/media does not work with him (and any other candidate). His sins and lies are too great; his corruption too deep; his sociopathic tendencies too ingrained. He is a criminal, not a businessman. Please everyone, for God's and America's sake, do not vote for him.
Equal and balance coverage in the press/media does not work with him (and any other candidate). His sins and lies are too great; his corruption too deep; his sociopathic tendencies too ingrained. He is a criminal, not a businessman. Please everyone, for God's and America's sake, do not vote for him.
Thursday, October 20, 2016
America Wins
Trump loses; Trump disappears into the "dustbin of history"; America is made "safe again"; the world breathes a sigh of relief; another Mussolini bites the dust; the horrors of racism, hatred of women and xenophobia slip into unholy memory; the world is "righted" again by becoming balanced again!!!
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
Daily Briefing on October 19th
Trump will "self-destruct" again during tonight's debate with president-elect-to-be Hillary Clinton;
the financial "troubles" in my own life (caused by being the victim of check fraud) will not decimate my hopes nor exacerbate my fears; the various classes I have at LCCA will not bring down my spirit!
Life is a complex web of emotions and relationships! I love it all and want to be good to all! Even in this time of "national" and "personal" sorrow.
the financial "troubles" in my own life (caused by being the victim of check fraud) will not decimate my hopes nor exacerbate my fears; the various classes I have at LCCA will not bring down my spirit!
Life is a complex web of emotions and relationships! I love it all and want to be good to all! Even in this time of "national" and "personal" sorrow.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Matthew -- the Storm Comes
First dark, "squally" looking clouds -- all day Thursday the sixth of October, 2016. No wind -- only a little breeze here and there.
Friday morning -- final preparations completed: storm shutters shut, furniture "locked down" outside, all flyable elements secured! Winds dancing around at 10 to 15 miles per hour. All day is a waiting game: power still on, dire warnings on television, internet, radio, and in the streets.
Late afternoon and the winds now start to grind, and release, and grind again --still not very strong. Then the rain begins as each squally if stronger than the last. Television warns that the "outer bands" are now creeping up the coast of Georgia towards Savannah. Still unsure if we are going to take a direct "hit" -- or not. Please -- not!
7:38 the power suddenly blinks off in the rain and medium winds of 30-40 miles per hour. Now am in darkness, seemingly secure, and watching as the dark slowly comes.
Rain picks up steadily -- but I am tired now of watching after three hours, and lie down to sleep. I get up and lie down several times over the next two hours and try to relax. Am fatalistic -- this would be as good as time as any to catch up with Sheila.
Am sleeping soundly now when I hear the loud crack--crack--crack sound of breaking wood, high up in the trees. I get up quickly, not wanting to get crushed if that damn tree is coming down. But curiosity drives me to the back kitchen window. I see the very large limb over my backyard knell in a kind of half broken position -- its tip on the ground, its "knee" still attached to the trunk. It's 1:38 in the morning and the storm is at its peak over Savannah.
The wind accelerates now in tremendous continuous gusting blows, swaying the kneeling branch back and forth -- but it looks like it will stay that way. I watch. For a long time. And still it doesn't really fall; its just drifts back and forth. I wonder if it will be big enough to actually drag the tree itself down -- a tree that is perhaps fifty times its size. Is the wind that strong.
Finally I am tired from watching and fretting and collapse into a kind of glazed half-sleep. I finally awake a to soft plopping sound as that one limb finally separates and comes down. It smoothly tears apart everything underneath it as it descends. a 35 foot high black locust tree -- which used to shade my backyard, a bunch of scrub tree, a metal cabinet, several lines of fencing -- all smoothly crushed to the ground.
And so I sleep. And think the storm will now tail off. It has done its worst. The wind does decrescendo. And I sleep, just a little relieved.
I walk up an hour of so later to two more large swooshing "plops" as two more large limbs fall, already shortened by previous deadfalls, but still heavy -- large -- unstoppable.
I was so very glad I moved my car to a space on the side of my house -- it survived because of sheer luck and just a little foresight.
The aftermath will come with the daylight.
Friday morning -- final preparations completed: storm shutters shut, furniture "locked down" outside, all flyable elements secured! Winds dancing around at 10 to 15 miles per hour. All day is a waiting game: power still on, dire warnings on television, internet, radio, and in the streets.
Late afternoon and the winds now start to grind, and release, and grind again --still not very strong. Then the rain begins as each squally if stronger than the last. Television warns that the "outer bands" are now creeping up the coast of Georgia towards Savannah. Still unsure if we are going to take a direct "hit" -- or not. Please -- not!
7:38 the power suddenly blinks off in the rain and medium winds of 30-40 miles per hour. Now am in darkness, seemingly secure, and watching as the dark slowly comes.
Rain picks up steadily -- but I am tired now of watching after three hours, and lie down to sleep. I get up and lie down several times over the next two hours and try to relax. Am fatalistic -- this would be as good as time as any to catch up with Sheila.
Am sleeping soundly now when I hear the loud crack--crack--crack sound of breaking wood, high up in the trees. I get up quickly, not wanting to get crushed if that damn tree is coming down. But curiosity drives me to the back kitchen window. I see the very large limb over my backyard knell in a kind of half broken position -- its tip on the ground, its "knee" still attached to the trunk. It's 1:38 in the morning and the storm is at its peak over Savannah.
The wind accelerates now in tremendous continuous gusting blows, swaying the kneeling branch back and forth -- but it looks like it will stay that way. I watch. For a long time. And still it doesn't really fall; its just drifts back and forth. I wonder if it will be big enough to actually drag the tree itself down -- a tree that is perhaps fifty times its size. Is the wind that strong.
Finally I am tired from watching and fretting and collapse into a kind of glazed half-sleep. I finally awake a to soft plopping sound as that one limb finally separates and comes down. It smoothly tears apart everything underneath it as it descends. a 35 foot high black locust tree -- which used to shade my backyard, a bunch of scrub tree, a metal cabinet, several lines of fencing -- all smoothly crushed to the ground.
And so I sleep. And think the storm will now tail off. It has done its worst. The wind does decrescendo. And I sleep, just a little relieved.
I walk up an hour of so later to two more large swooshing "plops" as two more large limbs fall, already shortened by previous deadfalls, but still heavy -- large -- unstoppable.
I was so very glad I moved my car to a space on the side of my house -- it survived because of sheer luck and just a little foresight.
The aftermath will come with the daylight.
Monday, October 10, 2016
The Story of Hurricane Matthew -- Part One
I had lunch with Professor Matthew Adams on Tuesday, October 4th. He bragged that he was coming to Savannah in "storm fashion" to do some serious damage later in the week. You have to know Matthew, a rambunctious young professor at Savannah State University who just received a full time tenure track appointment in History. I was a "buddy" of his (and his boss) when he was full time at Savannah Tech -- and urged him to leave, and go for a full time tenure track job anywhere else. I, like many others, saw the handwriting on the wall at Savannah Tech for all the young professors.
So, he joked then during lunch at the Kayak Cafe Midtown that he would do some serious damage to Savannah, and he (or his meteorological namesake) sure did.
Today is October 10th -- and the damage to thousands of trees is evident. And Tybee Island is still in severe storm recovery mode. Just hours ago the mandatory evacuation order was lifted, but not for Tybee Island (too much damage). The returning horde of Savannah residents will find most of the city still without power, trees lying everywhere, and most everything closed. Many people also don't have water, sewer, cable, cell coverage, etc. I fortunately have all of those -- and I am truly grateful.
Tomorrow (on the 11th) I will write an hour by hour outline of what I witnessed -- and lived through.
So, he joked then during lunch at the Kayak Cafe Midtown that he would do some serious damage to Savannah, and he (or his meteorological namesake) sure did.
Today is October 10th -- and the damage to thousands of trees is evident. And Tybee Island is still in severe storm recovery mode. Just hours ago the mandatory evacuation order was lifted, but not for Tybee Island (too much damage). The returning horde of Savannah residents will find most of the city still without power, trees lying everywhere, and most everything closed. Many people also don't have water, sewer, cable, cell coverage, etc. I fortunately have all of those -- and I am truly grateful.
Tomorrow (on the 11th) I will write an hour by hour outline of what I witnessed -- and lived through.
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