Planet of The Clocks

We’re all used to our bosses, The Clocks, the masters of our lives who determine when we do everything from sleeping to working to taking THEM PILS. But, now, in a great step forward for Western Civilization, your clock can now quote Bible verses at you!

According to the commercial I saw, this wonder of modern technology not only can wake you up with appropriate commands from JHVH-1, it can keep you from getting sad about news stories about war, and reconcile arguing spouses! IT KNOWS what to say, when! And, according to the commercial as well, minority individuals love it, because of course all Hispanics and African-Americans are Christians!

I assume if Drumpf, GOBBS FORBID, seizes power somehow these will be mandatory in all American homes.

Making a sort of lemonade

Coming into work after being off for a week due to an amazingly painful knee, I was confronted by this:

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A christian pamphlet.. and a marker pen right next to it.

It spoke to me, dear friends; it touched a deep place inside me, indeed it did. This was no mere coincidence – it meant something.

I had to review my priorities. Would I live in the material world the entire time, obsessed only with the vulgar pursuit of money and worldly goods, or — would I let the religious possibilities into my heart?

I’m very glad to say that the spiritual did indeed win out, dear friends, and I gave myself over to the Spirit and let it move me for its own purpose.

Behold!

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Can I get an AMEN?

MY NAME IS OZYMANDIUS

For a couple of books that I’m sure wingnuts thought were going to change to world, these two look adorable on the $1 remainder shelf at Dollar Tree where I photographed them a couple years back.

“Excuse me while I save the world”, indeed, you bloated dead toad.

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Does this sound familiar?

Being A Compilation of Quotes from Sinclair Lewis’ It Can’t Happen Here, Relevant To Our Present Situation

I:

“Well, what if they are?” protested R. C. Crowley. “It might not be so bad. I don’t like all these irresponsible attacks on us bankers all the time. Of course, Senator Windrip has to pretend publicly to bawl the banks out, but once he gets into power he’ll give the banks their proper influence in the administration and take our expert financial advice. Yes. Why are you so afraid of the word ‘Fascism,’ Doremus? Just a word–just a word! And might not be so bad, with all the lazy bums we got panhandling relief nowadays, and living on my income tax and yours–not so worse to have a real Strong Man, like Hitler or Mussolini–like Napoleon or Bismarck in the good old days–and have ’em really run the country and make it efficient and prosperous again. ‘Nother words, have a doctor who won’t take any back-chat, but really boss the patient and make him get well whether he likes it or not!”

*sigh*.

Look at all the dust.

It’s been a long time since I’ve posted last, and a whole lot has happened – I’ve left Sou’ Ca’lina to return to my hometown of Rochester, NY; I’ve been through a shitty couple years personally, and, speaking of shit, we have a GOP candidate who’s an outright authoritarian running for President. I made a comment in a post a while back about the GOP running a “he-man” for President; little did I know what they’d come up with! And polls are claiming 49% of the voting public want this man to become President. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

There’s a copy of Sinclair Lewis’ It Can’t Happen Here available on the Internet at the Australian Gutenberg site; technically Americans shouldn’t be reading it there because it’s still under copyright here or something, but I’m going to suggest going an reading it anyway. Buzz Windrip is more folksy and countryfied than Trump, but there’s a lot of parallels between the two, and I’m afraid if Trump gets elected somehow it’s going to look a lot like the America in the book.

“Besides,” said Tasbrough, “this chewing the rag is all nonsense, anyway. As Crowley says, might be a good thing to have a strong man in the saddle, but–it just can’t happen here in America.”

And it seemed to Doremus that the softly moving lips of the Reverend Mr. Falck were framing, “The hell it can’t!”

South Carolina, ever classy

We have just such a unique understanding of racial relations down here, we really do:

The poll was conducted by a political scientist from Clemson University, David Woodard, who insisted that it was not meant to be provocative.

“It was designed to take advantage of a political moment of Senator Tim Scott’s election as the first African-American from a southern state since reconstruction,” he told WSPA.

But many voters were, in fact, provoked by questions that asked them to “agree” or “disagree” with statements like, “it’s really a matter of some people not trying hard enough; if blacks would only try harder, they could be as well as whites.”

And people here still wonder why the rest of the damn country look at them strangely.