The Primarily White Priviledged Clowns of Our Corrupted Democracy...

Reading smart takes from smart people makes you smarter. That seems pretty solid. This morning, no surprise, Paul Krugman tackles a subject and enlightens. It's a beautiful thing, from a beautiful mind.

So yeah, be sure the read about the raging Tech Bros. Many lines of the piece speak to me. This hits the fuckng bullseye: 

"The thing is, the tech bros haven’t just turned right. Many of them are filled with rage — that special kind of rage exhibited by men who enjoy vast privilege and can’t abide any suggestion that their privilege is unjustified."

Right. Doesn't that ring so damn true? Same thing with the Bankers, the Corporate Titans, the Fat (especially) White Clowns stuffed with $? Oh yes, and the compromised & sassy toadies of the GOP.

This stark income inequality in our Corrupted Democracy is killing us. I flash on AOC's brilliant insight: "Every Billionaire is a Policy Failure." If, and when, the Democrats get back in positions of power, it will be time to even up the playing field a bit.

Tax the Rich. Yes. Indeed.

Yes, Everybody Still Talking...

Folk #1: Pardon my French. I can't believe we are still talking about that heinous, disgusting, totally despicable asshole. What the fuck happened?!

The Rails, Off & On...

Gone off the rails...

What am I referring to? The media, our politics, the culture, the vibe, the zeitgeist. Can't trust anyone to do the right thing for the right reasons. Figure most of of your fellow humans are doing the wrongs things for the wrong reasons.

Blame the temperature (climate catastrophe), blame the $ (stock market unhinged, business folks in a mad greedy frenzy - "YOLO baby."). Folks are just plain fucking nuts.

It's pretty impressive. Almost makes you want to jump in the pool of madness too. But you hesitate. Staying on the rails is actually a sort of radical idea nowadays. Keeping your head, staying calm, "watching the river flow," hunh, maybe that's the thing?

I think of words like: morality, ethics, conscience, honesty, humility, grace. Seems they are missing in action in the hearts & minds of most of my fellow humans. Weird. Whatever happened to chivalry? And a generous, hard-boiled code of honor?  You know like a cold-eyed Sam Spade, or Philip Marlowe?

Whatever happened to clarity, gravity, reality?!

Over here in our little world, we met the day head on. Not chasing, not running ahead, just in the moment to moment. It's was a beautiful, perfect day, filled with music, laughter, quiet times on the lakefront path &  under a shady tree. We marveled at the crazy-ass shite going down all around us. 

Crazy fucking humans...

Box of Lunacies...

Yes. Seems the "scandal," (see previous post), is getting crazier, and the bad people are getting more & more stupid & desperate. Last night, this particular Pilgrim had a few very disturbing dreams. Some kind of warning or prophecy? Ha. Probably not. But... yes... crazy, desperate, stupid, and immensely powerful people = a very unhealthy combination. Especially when the crazies are backed by major institutions either because of fear, or greed, or their own special madness. I flashed on Pandora's Box. Sure. It is sometimes useful to reach back to Greek Mythology. Seems we have opened a box of lunacies, curses, and atrocities. How low can Human Beings sink in the grip of madness? Well. A review of History is quite scary. I won't even name the atrocities. We all know of them.  Holy shite. Right?!

A Scandal with Legs?!

A scandal that is "landing..."

Reminds me of Ticky Dick, and a little break-in at the DNC, that blew up to be the biggest political scandal of the 70's. It wasn't so much the crime, but the cover-up of a host of crimes that actually brought a President and a clutch of his co-conspirators down. Tricky Dick won a real landslide election in Novermber 1972, and resigned in disgrace in August, 1974.

So now we have the last two Playboys of the Western World, Trump & Epstein. And it seems we are watching this scandal blow-up with a very clumsy cover-up happening right before our eyes and ears.

"There are far more photos of Jeffrey Epstein hanging out with Donald Trump in obviously dubious social settings than there are trans women athletes in the entire world of American college sports."

It was known these two "playboys," were good buddies. One ended up dying in jail before he could be brought to trial, the other got elected (again!) to the Presidency in 2024.

Sure seems like the one in the White House is furiously trying to change the subject.  What is he afraid of? Inquiring Minds really, really, really now want to know...

House of Lies...

I think we've entered the " spider-web-like, house of lies," phase of our Democratic experiment. Pretty interesting to watch prominent folks who have spun lies, about pretty much everything, as a tool of politics, propaganda, to mislead, and to acquire power, are now ensnared in a swamp of lies of their own conjuring. And the swamp is deep & murky. Every move opens up to more strange, and unbelievable lies. Funny there is a whole movement built on this swampy, cess-pool of lies. And now the liars are fumbling, fuming, lying to their own devoted cult members with the thinnest, baldest-faced lies imaginable. What is a loyal cult member to think?! The grand conspiracy that they are believe in, is now crashing before their eyes. They are told: "Nothing to see here, just move along." That powerful tool, being able to lie with no conscience, or compunction is now a double-edged weapon turning back on the big, shameless liar. There is a rough Justice there. No doubt. Weird how people will lie to themselves and to each other for so long. Then what?!  Will the truth ever rise up and smack them in the kisser?! Ha. Inquiring minds want to know...

Being Good, Is Good...

"Be a good person." Yes. That came up in a conversation yesterday. Really. Isn't that the ultimate goal or end-state? The really important thing to be? Not so mysterious. Of course, the trick is to get out of your own way, drop your ego a few notches, get out of your worried mind, meet the day, and the folks in it, with a clear head & heart.

Is it too normal, sappy, mundane? Nah. It's actually sort of radical, wild, an unkempt state. You have to gravitate to some truth in your being, and be willing to take on the realities of existence with ingenuity and enthusiasm.

Is it not ambitious enough? I don't think so. Being good while enduring all of the slings & arrows, wading thru the never-ending waves of b.s. &  the hurly-burly of a well-rounded existence? Probably takes heart, courage, fortitude, discipline. Pretty ambitious right there, for a humble Pilgrim. And just a point of emphasis, this project of being good has nothing to do with organized religion. Most, all (?), religions make a point of beating up on non-believers. That's a disqualifier right there.

So, yeah, pick & choose your wisdom carefully. This is a singular, personal journey you are embarked upon. It's all up to you, but you know, it's not all about you.

Not saying it's easy. As Ringo once sang, "It don't come easy."  Kindness, gentleness, acceptance, less judging, more experiencing; guideposts along the way. Maybe you never quite get there, right? Being human and all, it's always a process, an adventure, a journey. Good/Evil. It's the human duality thing.

And just why did we construct a human society that rewards the unkind assholes amongst us? That is a "good" question worth a good think.

Devolving One Day at a Time...

Could we be devolving? You know, like the band Devo suggested?

"The name Devo comes from the concept of "de-evolution" and the band's related idea that instead of continuing to evolve, mankind had begun to regress, as evidenced by the dysfunction and herd mentality of American society."

Yes. Has the ring of truth. Lately, especially here in the USA, seems that as things are getting hotter, we are also getting much stupider. You know, the political movement called MAGA is a movement of the stupidest amongst us. Stupid, hostile, racist, loud. The worst of the worst.

All of us seem to have forgotten that representative Democracy is good, that we are a nation of immigrants. Immigration is the life-blood of our country. 

Oh yeah, Diversity, Equality, Inclusiveness. All good qualities for a healthy populace. How did we forget? 

"Are we not men? We are Devo..."

Conspiracy Monger Hoisted on HIs Own Conspiratorial Petard!

Oh. This. Is. So. Fucking. Hilarious.

Trump is now trying to say, "nothing to see here," about the long-running, Q-Anon/MAGA-fueled, Jeffery Epstein, Pedophile Ring Conspiracy. It's one of the core & defining MAGA lunacies, and MAGA-land isn't having it. They are furious! Fat Boy is now sweating bullets. Could the Mad-MAGA-King be consumed by his own MAGA Hordes?! Ha!

The question on MAGA's lips: Is the Trump administration finally going to reveal the grand Pedophile Network in the Government?!

MAGA wants to see the files now! Ha. Ha. Ha. Wouldn't it be hilarious if it's Trump's own crazy-ass conspiracy theory-mongering, that finally opens MAGA's eyes to his supremely ugly, lying, corrupt nature?!  I mean, I know, don't hold your breath. But something tells me the conspiracy nuts are not going to be satisfied with just moving on, and dropping their ball of lunacies.

You know, it's just so sweet that the Ultimate Bullshitter, is now flailing around in a swamp of bullshit.

Sure. We sensible ones, the rest of us common folk, have always assumed that Trump himself was always deeply implicated in Epstein's creepy, island, horror-show. That was a common-sense no-brainer!

Release the files! Let's see everything. Come on Fat Boy. Show the goods! Ha. Ha. Ha. It's Karma, baby! Snake eating it's own tail. Love to see it.

Taking the Temp...

Yes. Taking the temperature. Blazing hot here. Intense sunshine, overwhelming humidity, trekking down a city street, you think you are going to melt into the sidewalk.

Luckily I am living in someone else's home outfitted with central air. As Pete Townshend once sang, "I'm an air-conditioned gypsy." Yep. That's me.

And the country? Good ole USA? Well, trending towards full Nazi. Shite. 

It's early morning here. I am blasting Neil Young and Crazy Horses' "Weld." (1991) Of course, powerful, majestic, mayhem & rough beauty. Pure r&r glory.

The soundtrack goes well with my morning coffee. Can't help thinking we are somehow gonna get thru this fucking shite. The citizens need to get their heads out of their asses. The glorious, inclusive, diverse America of Immigrants from every corner of the globe is a dream worth keeping & saving.

"Keep on rocking in the free world." Right. 

A Little Healthy Pessimism Might Be in Order...

Another sign that things are not going well in your home country...

Your partner is spending lots of time going thru the tedious paperwork clarifying that she was born to a citizen of Canada, and that she too qualifies as a Citizen of that fine Country. Since I am married to this budding Candadian, this would be my ticket out too.

Escape plan? Yes, maybe so, the Fascism is getting a bit much...

Also, we now get word that one of our long-time friends, and her whole immediate family (father, sisters, niece) are all applying for Polish Citizenship. Life-long Americans looking for a safe harbor. Yikes. I mean, I wonder why?

I am an eternal optimist, but, you know, maybe there is place for pessimism too? I came across this Billy Wilder quote which sort of brought me up short:

The director Billy Wilder in 1945: "The optimists died in the gas chambers, the pessimists have pools in Beverly Hills."

So, yeah, weird, back in the day, folks were fleeing facsist, Nazi-Germany for the safe harbor of the USA. Now? Fleeing from a newly-robust facsist USA to freer & friendlier countries around the globe? Fuck. Wild.

Where Does the Energy Go?

Folk #1: Long day yesterday. Woke up this morning & already a bit burned out. Where does the energy go? My thoughts this morning: "We are all burning up, and getting stupider too." Pretty sure we can chalk it up to man-made climate catastrophe. We all must get up speed on the UV Index. Sure seems like the rays of the sun are getting more intense. We all also seem to be at odds with reality. Seems reality isn't all it's cracked up to be, or all that fun. So we have spun off into all of these diversions, excursions and deep denials. Living in these kooky counter-factual, virtual concoctions. Bad fascimiles of reality. A terrible way to expend our time on the planet. What ever happened to "Be here, now?" You know, even if it's hot, we must be present. Gravitate to the shade, hydrate, think cool thoughts. Keep calm, carry on. Don't forget sun-block.

The Confounding Unsayable...

Some folks probably turn to the Bible, or the Koran. Dip their toes into some inspiring or humbling line or verse. Me? Hell no. I turn to my r&r. Early morning, sun just breaking across the lake, sipping my coffee, watering the outside plants & flowers, dipping into Neil Young's album "Rust Never Sleeps."  (1979). So, I find myself spraying water into the air, vibing off  the line: "Welfare Mothers make better lovers..." and all seems right with the world.

It could have have just as easily been Tom Petty's "Wildflowers." (1994), "No one knows what it's like to be me..."  or the Stone's "Exile on Main Street,"  (1972), "I just wanna see his face..." or Bob Dylan's "Highway 61 Revisited," (1965) "Tell me, great hero, but please, make it brief, Is there a hole for me to get sick in?" or the Who's "Who's Next" (1971), "I once heard a note, pure & easy..."

Whatever. You know, the r&r canon & gospel. 

My partner & I finished off the 4th season of "The Bear" last night. Oh, man. What to say? Love the series. What is it about? Grief, depression, suicide, family, yelling, business, machismo, success & failure, deep anger, loss, loneliness, death, Chicago, great food, great music, gorgeous film-making, friends, enemies, the great unsaid, and the deeply confounding unsayable.

Seems like the most important things in Life happen to be invisible, and hard to pin down. Funny.

We had a long, rambling, heartfelt conversation afterwards. It opened up some new avenues, deep pools and silent places in our beings. I suppose that's the power of great art. 

New Blue Sun, the Best Medicine...

Music. Yes. Truly Spiritual and Psychological Medicine. Listening to it, playing it, being totally obsessed with it. Always having it spinning on the box, or always having a guitar nearby, or having a band of musicians (or two bands), ready to meet, rehearse and play. My partner and I are a songwriting team. I also have another close friend with whom I write songs. It's kind of amazing. Even to me.

I have all my favorite singers & bands at my fingertips. I have my little CD player and my very fine GRADO headphones. Wherever I go, there is usually a big stereo system in the family room to keep busy.

Lately, the last 5 or 6 months, my partner and I have obsessed over Andre 3000's "New Blue Sun."  (2023). It's Andre's "flute album." We each have our own personal copy of the 2 CD album. We both refer to it as "medicine." We play it when we meditate, or when we just want to set a chill atmosphere, or right before we go to sleep. Truly magnificent.

It's all very floaty, like a beautiful, cooling breeze, or swaying trees, or a bird silently flying low over a green field. You know, listening to good music is good for you. An easy formulation and recommendation. And yes, this is just the finest. Highly recommended.

Singing Your Truth...

So happy no sun yesterday, just big black clouds, and a sprinkling of rain. My friend and I were so exhausted, we didn't meet up, only whispered to each other over the phone. Late in the day, with a blazing headache, I worked on a song; armed with a borrowed mahagony Martin guitar, and one nagging line that has been with me for awhile.

I had just finished watching Bono's Stories of Surrender (2025). Yes. It's a bit much. But I found it incredibly beautiful and compelling. Bono totally exposes himself, it's over the top, melodramatic, extravagant, bombastic. Bono is certainly full of himself. He is also a compelling evangelist for music. No doubt. The film opened me up. It brought me to tears. That man, now ruminative, weathered, melancholy, and vulnerable, in the midst of his blazing self-assurance, and prodigious, full-stop, confidence, can really sing his truth. 

So, yeah, exhausted, headache and all, I was inspired to tackle my own little song. I discovered a new riff or two, and blasted thru my nagging line and a few stray chords. Sitting on the couch, improvising & spitting new lyrics into the wind. I flipped on my iPhone and recorded all that noise & rumble. This morning, listening to the recording, I think: "Not bad... it's something..."

A Concentration Camp in a Town Near You! That's America Now!

Well...

Signs and clues that things are not going well in the country in which you live: 

The powers that be have authorized a force to kidnap Human Beings, disappear them off the streets of America, and ship them out to rot in prisons in lands far away. No charges, no hearings, no apologies, or explanations.

The powers that be have also conjured up & secured massive amounts of dollars to construct concentration camps across the land. They envision shiny new cages & camps to imprison Human Beings in every state of the Union. 

The powers that be have declared the best way to amass dollars for these new intiatives? Kick folks off of their healthcare and take food assistance away from poor children.

The powers that be have also declared that the Filthy Rich shall get tax breaks forever. They call this Making America Great Again.

It's the new Golden Age of America! Welcome to the Terror Dome, suckers!

Celebrating/Not Celebrating...

How did we celebrate the 4th of July 2025?

First my partner and I played a little parlor game, we tried to decide what's the worst crime in the bill this zombified Republican Congress, and this criminal President just passed? 

1. Taking Healtcare from our fellow Americans? 

2. Stealing food from poor, needy children? 

3. Killing off Green Energy prjoects? 

4. Giving tax breaks to the filthy rich? 

5. Funding ICE to make that abominable force the shiny new Police State in USA? 

6. Building concentration camps in every state of the Union? 

7. Disappearing Human Beings off the streets of America and putting them in cages like animals?

Hard to pick the worst offence. We decided they were all dastardly evil crimes against humanity, against our intelligence, good cheer and well-being too. Fuck. Welcome to our New American Dystopia.

A day off. So, yeah, we turned away from all that shite, ordered up some takeout: vegetarian ravioli & lasagna, and spun Steely Dan records on the box, while we lazed around on lounge chairs under big canopy umbrellas, next to a large pool, and a garden of earthly delights (not our place, a caretaking gig). 

We are not wealthy, but we work for some very nice, benevolent, progressive, fully-woke & wealthy folks.

My partner remarked, "Steely Dan always makes me happy." Yes. Indeed, nothing like blasting "Countdown to Ecstasy"  (1973) at maximum volume on a magnificent stereo system. "Show-biz kids don't give a fuck about anybody else..."

We talked of other things; movies, books, philosophy, ways of keeping our heads, trying our best to be happy, in the face of the shite & madness. We ignored the hoopla of the lakefront 4th of July celebrations.  The teeming masses were burning meat on grills, playing volleyball, gathering for the evening fireworks display.

Did any one of them give a fuck about the trashing of our Constitutional order? The strangling of our little Democratic experiment?  What & why exactly are we celebrating today? Who knows? Fun & frolic seemed to be the theme. Denial is a powerful tool.

Lots of "sound & fury, signifying nothing." 

Anyway, we adopted a defiant attitude, we decided that we will refuse to be defeated. Dreaming of better days. You know, Hope, it dies last. Fuck the evil-doers. Damn the Torpedoes. America is a story. The story is still unfolding. The future is unwritten. 

Something in the Air...

Sure. Not happy about America's turn to Fascism, and anti-democratic idiocy (see previous post, and all the latest news). Maybe it's something in the air? The Evil-doers (I know, it sounds a bit overwrought, but it really isn't.), seem to be on the ascendent, and the good, hard-working folks are on the "outs."

Summer is here. It seems that it is hot everywhere. Lately we have been intimately aware of the UV Index. Intensity of the Sun, turned up high. 

My partner and I have had a long-standing theory that as the planet heats up, humans are getting goofier, crazier, meaner, & yes, lot's stupider. That would explain a lot of things. It would also include us; we do feel under pressure & under threat, for sure. Trying our best to keep our heads and hearts clear.

How to carry on? Just carry on. No special secret sauce. Things seems to be going in a retrograde, super-bad direction in so many fundamental ways. We can only take care & "lean to the light." Jump into our creative pursuits. Chase rabbits down rabbit holes. Turn to each other. Look for the love and the humor that can bubble up in the most unlikely moments. 

We get lost in making music. Working on new songs and old songs too. Little things to engage us. A bit of a turning away from the heat, madness, and supremely bad juju. Survival techniques. Damn the torpedoes.

Blood on Our Hands...

Yes. I think the existential, bone-crushing question during this current Trump era will be "What did you do when ICE disappeared, detained, & tortured innocent people here in America?" 

Blood on our hands. All of our hands.

I know lots of folks are just stupidly, blindly, blissfully, tuned out, maybe they have no idea what's going on. Their ignorance is not an excuse. It's a crime. You must pay attention. These "Crimes against humanity," committed in our names, are crimes against us all. We are all implicated. We must all do our best to right these wrongs.

Truth & Consequences. Truth & Reconciliation. These acts of Evil shall not stand. That's just me. I still believe in American Democracy, in Truth, Honesty, Justice, Human Rights. We are better than what is going down, and will continue to go down, in the near term.  

It is all exceedingly, excruciatingly bad. These are horrible people doing horrible things to other people. The worst of the worst. We must take a stand against this administration, and all of their crimes. We must stand with, & support those in opposition. 

The Unbound Evil Phase...

What is Evil? 

"Evil, as a concept, is usually defined as profoundly immoral behavior, and it is related to acts that cause unnecessary pain and suffering to others."

So...

The Republicans passing a budget bill that takes food from poor children, kicks 17 million, or so, folks off their healthcare, to try to justify extending tax cuts for the big corporations and the supremely wealthy, would be a textbook example of pure, unmitigated evil, for sure. Correct?

Yep. No doubt. 

And the glad-handing, gleeful, chorlting Nazis talking to the press, getting pictures of themselves in front of cages built for folks they plan to disappear off the streets of America? Yes. That's disgusting and supremely evil too.

The disheveled & disgusting Fat Man who envisions detention centers to be built in every state in America. Evil Embodied. 

Detention Center > Gulag > Concentration Camp > Death Camp = EVIL...

You wonder what phase have we entered here, now in America? The Unbound Evil Phase.

Raised by "Lady-Wolves."

I think of my childhood as a bit "raised by nuns." Very similiar to being "raised by wolves." These particular "wolves" were women, dressed in black & white habits, with gold wedding bands on their ring fingers (married to God don't you know). They were kind of scary, harsh, maybe bitter that they were stuck in classrooms with 30 or so children every day of the school year. 

What were these lady-wolves trying to teach us? Mainly fear of God. God was an old, bearded man, sitting on a throne; a scary, harsh, bitter God that would be judging all of us somewhere down the line.  For me, for some reason, the lesson just never took. Maybe because at home, in my own world, I was a happy little gangster, with my own gang, my little brother & my two sisters. 

Sure, I was left with a bit of guilt & shame for being a gnarly, snot-nosed kid, but that deep, in-bred fear just never did materialize. The story just seemed so improbable. I am the same today. The fear-mongers and their fear-mongering just doesn't work on me. I think those folks are just too full of shite. I can't take them seriously. It might be a flaw in my character.

This new era of hate, racism, division, unthinking idiocy just rolls off my back. I don't get it at all. It doesn't resonate. Maybe I can thank those "lady-wolves," maybe they unintentionally innoculated me to the ways of manufactured fear and idiocy?

The lessons I learned on the playground, at lunch, and after school, were the ones that really did sink in, and are still with me to this day: "The Big Ones will always stomp on the Little Ones." And, well, "There but for the Grace of God, go I."

Invaluable information. 

Kind of gave me a code for better understanding and better living in the real world. And when the Big Ones beat up on the little powerless Ones, I immediately side with those being beaten down. 

Ha. Now that I think of it, that seemed to be the gist of the whole weird Jesus story too. Jesus was a nice, helpful guy, who looked out for the poor & downtrodden. His whole schtick just didn't sit well with the powers that be. That simple Jesus story has been twisted into a goddamned pretzel by the crazy-ass Christian Nationalists. Seems they have forgotton that whole Love, Forgiveness and taking care of your Brothers & Sisters idea, and replaced it with a stone-cold, racism & Hate. Fuck those fuckers.

Anyway. Amen Brothers & Sisters! And an early morning tip of the hat to the Lady-Wolves...