Mass Delusion... Yes... Indeed...

This from Roxane Gay (what a fabulous name), is the smartest take on Trunp's voters I have read. There is a madness a "mass delusion," amongst the MAGA hordes. I have always thought the movement is more about pathology than politics.

What is so difficult to swallow: the Victory of Unreason. You can't argue with it. You can't present facts and carry the day. No longer does the best idea win.  Folks so deluded, so dedicated to clinging to the never-ending river of lies are impossible to deal with. If there is no truth, no facts, then we are lost in the Funhouse of Power and Tyranny. Tyranny of Blind Unreason.

"Mr. Trump’s voters are granted a level of care and coddling that defies credulity and that is afforded to no other voting bloc. Many of them believe the most ludicrous things: babies being aborted after birth and children going to school as one gender and returning home surgically altered as another gender even though these things simply do not happen. Time and again, we hear the wild lies these voters believe and we act as if they are sharing the same reality as ours, as if they are making informed decisions about legitimate issues. We act as if they get to dictate the terms of political engagement on a foundation of fevered mendacity.

We must refuse to participate in a mass delusion. We must refuse to accept that the ignorance on display is a congenital condition rather than a choice. All of us should refuse to pretend that any of this is normal and that these voters are just woefully misunderstood and that if only the Democrats addressed their economic anxiety, they might vote differently. While they are numerous, that does not make them right.

These are adults, so let us treat them like adults. Let us acknowledge that they want to believe nonsense and conjecture. They want to believe anything that affirms their worldview. They want to celebrate a leader who allows them to nurture their basest beliefs about others. The biggest challenge of our lifetime will be figuring out how to combat the American willingness to embrace flagrant misinformation and bigotry."

All in One Place...

All in one place. Below is a description of the man the GOP nominated for President twice. Takes your breath away to read these simple paragraphs. The gobsmacking part, people actually voted for, and elected this supremely toxic individual twice. To see his life summed up in a few paragraphs really brings home what soul-less, foolish, idiots some of us truly are.  Are folks just that deluded? That stupid? That uncaring? Do some of us actually want the USA  & our little experiment in Democracy to fail? 

"The sheer volume is remarkable." Yes. Indeed. Not in a good way. What does it say about us, that some of us would choose this man, of all people, to represent us in the world? Pathetic, terrible, tragic, such a self-sabotating debacle and catastrophe. Remember when we were told that "character counts?" Whatever happened to honor, intelligence, grace, ethics, morals? Ha. I suppose that is now old world shite? Crazy world brothers & sisters.

On October 20, Peter Baker wrote a rare comprehensive story on Trump’s alleged and convicted crimes.

His businesses went bankrupt repeatedly and multiple others failed. He was taken to court for stiffing his vendors, stiffing his bankers and even stiffing his own family. He avoided the draft during the Vietnam War and avoided paying any income taxes for years. He was forced to shell out tens of millions of dollars to students who accused him of scamming them, found liable for wide-scale business fraud and had his real estate firm convicted in criminal court of tax crimes.

He has boasted of grabbing women by their private parts, been reported to have cheated on all three of his wives and been accused of sexual misconduct by more than two dozen women, including one whose account was validated by a jury that found him liable for sexual abuse after a civil trial.

He is the only president in American history impeached twice for high crimes and misdemeanors, the only president ever indicted on criminal charges and the only president to be convicted of a felony (34, in fact). He used the authority of his office to punish his adversaries and tried to hold onto power on the basis of a brazen lie.

Mr. Trump beat some of the investigations and lawsuits against him and some proved unfounded, but the sheer volume is remarkable.

We are Not Wrong...

The New Manifesto...

Yes. Something clicked for me over the weekend. Saturday, we plunged into other things. Playing music with our band. Sinking into the process of songwriting, and then bringing those songs to a small group of accomplished musicians. We all needed to do it. Desperately. We lost ourselves in the creating.

Then, later that evening we rode our bikes to a little storefront place (see previous post), and plunged into the good vibes of a ramshackle collection of souls, a loose community of seekers of good vibes, good music, and moments of glimmering transcendence. 

It dawned on me that yes, of course, we live in a Blue Bubble, a place very different from other parts of the country, but we wouldn't want to live anywhere else. I truly believe we are on the right track. This is our America. It is the right place, the right time, the right stance, the way to live. It's a welcoming, open-armed and open-hearted place; a multi-cultural stew of Humanity. It's a beautiful thing, indeed.

Over here the policies are inclusion, non-discrimination, good cheer, smart conversation, a compassion and an empathy that rides inside everyone's hearts. We do have it figured out. Our side may have lost the election  by the slimmest of threads to the forces of unreason, hatred, division, BUT WE ARE NOT WRONG. Our instincts, our policies, our politics, are correct. 

We are on the path of soul. 

So, yeah, you know, a new Manifesto. It's a Manifesto of Love & Creativity. We have to navigate around the coming Tyranny. Do our best to tune that evil, death-generating shite out, to keep our heads and hearts in the game. There is no place for despondency, there is no giving up. We are on the right side of history. No doubt. There may be dark times ahead, but we will gather together, and bring & bathe in, the Light.

This is just a little detour, a setback, a wake-up call. 

This is How to Do It...

We didn't talk about current events. That was a little protest right there. Instead, we gathered together to listen to music, to say "hello" to each other; like-minded folks reaching out for a healing & a renewing: musicians, poets, writers, people from all walks of life. It was a celebration. There was joy & love in the room. Overflowing, over-stuffed, a defiant, enthusiastic, joy. A turning away, a turning towards the light in each other. We all felt the power of a lively, intelligent, giving spirit emanating from inside us and floating up & around us. We were all bathing in the power of great music, great performers, and the good feeling and spirit of the gathered tribes. It was not a surrender, it was a defiant-rebellion and a soul-enriching choice. We all refused to be defeated, refused to be despondent. We all knew we were on the right track, riding the vibes. It was all so essential. This is how to do it; to carry on, turn away from the madness & darkness. Yes. And damn the torpedoes.

Here's a Good Question...

Here's a good question...

What if you are a citizen of a country, a big sprawling land that encompasses lots of territory and is home to many people, a vast multi-cultural stew of Humanity, and as an engaged, concerned citizen of this land, you happen to believe in the constitutional order, the rule of law, good government, personal responsibility, the public good, kindness, gentle-ness, empathy, compassion a better way, and a better day? What if you happen to respect women, and gays, and all racial groups? What if you think that everyone should be treated equally, and encouraged to flourish, and live good, happy, productive, healthy lives?

And at the same time, the newly elected President of this same land, believes in none of the above?  Instead this person entrusted with this weighty consequential job is a long-time law-breaker, a norm-destructor, a fantasy-maker, a prodigious and unashamed liar, a sexual predator, a shit-stirrer, a creator of division and hate, someone who recognizes only their own need & wants, and someone who sees power as something to wield against all perceived enemies, and really, when it comes down to it, everyone is an enemy, or potential enemy, except those who play the game, bend, and bow, and shamelessly disembowel themselves and scrape before the mad wanna-be power?

What does that engaged, concerned citizen do then?

Ha... well... like I said, good question!

Turn to Wisdom...

Yes. Sticking with the "funny" concept (see previous post). The World takes a turn to the darkness. My country, good Ole USA, looks to be taking a great leap forward into the void of a Very Stupid and Proudly Corrupt Authoritarianism.

Sure. Resist. Maybe the best way forward, clearing the decks, start with Laughter, laugh at the pure idiocy, self-sabotaging ridiculousness of it all.

Then, screw your head back on and be ready to protest, organize, march, vote, and be a thorn in the side to the scoundrels, grifters and looters of our country's treasures. Refuse the new group-think. These folks who want to dismantle our government are not good people, they have bad intentions and bad designs.

Who to turn to? Socrates? Aristotle? Plato? MLK Jr? John Lewis? Shakespeare? Beckett? Vonnegut? Joseph Heller? Buddha? Gandhi? Nelson Mandela? I turn to Pogo. Yes. Who to blame? Our fellow voters. The beauty of Democracy, we all get to vote. But what if half the country believes the bullshit? "Garage In, Garbage Out. The best Democracy is made up of an informed populace. The Worst Democracy, and Idiocracy, a very misinformed populace.

From Heather Cox Richardson: "A new study out today from Data for Progress showed that people who paid “a great deal” of attention to political news voted for Vice President Kamala Harris +6, while those who paid “none at all” went +19 for Trump."

Yes. Ha, ha, ha. The joke is truly on us...

The HIlarity Phase...

What are the 5 stages of grief? Oh yeah. They didn't mention Hilarity. I just added it to the list.  Hilarity is the 6th stage. The Headline: Trump pick - Matt Gaetz for Attorney General. When I heard the news I broke into deep belly laughs. Yes. It was like the dam bursting. I just leapfrogged past all the other stages. Now I am in the land of Hilarity. I boldly step forward with a smile on my face and laughter in my heart.

If you don't know who Matt Gaetz is, well, I envy you. Google it for kicks. An appropriate nickname: Sleezy Creep. He is even loathed by his creepy colleages in the GOP, which if you think of it, is the safe harbor for scoundrels, cowards, rascists, and hollow characters of all stripes.

For the back-story and blow by blow of this latest fuckery, check out Heather Cox Richardson.

Looks like our new President-Elect really does want to destroy the USA from the inside out. His projected cabinet is not a a cabinet of curiosities, no, this will be a cabinet of hideous absurdities.

I do think the Orange Menance is now trolling all of us. He is a vengeful, deeply corrupt and corruptng force. What have the voters unleashed? Madness. Pure madness. I think this is really, really stupid, even for this supremely, stupid and stupid-making man.

Will Gaetz actually be confirmed? I doubt it, but who knows?! For sure the confirmation hearings should be a real circus and total shit-show. Maybe that's the point? So, yes, in the face of this idiocy, and bad intention, laughter is an appropriate response. It's a distancing thing. Sure, I am pained by the turn my country has taken, a turn to unreason, corruption, idiocy, retribution, but, you know, Human folly is a bottomless well. 

And hubris. It will rise like the sun. Karma is a bitch. The Orange Menace will inevitably push too far, and then it will all will come crashing down to reality. At least that is my pitch and life-raft. I mean, I know my Shakespeare and MacBeth, Richard the III, and King Lear. 

There is a joke to be found in there somewhere. Of course, it's a joke on all of us. In the meantime: Laughter rings out across the heartland.

Re-Think, Re-imagine...

Ah well. What's the upside? Bad shit goes down, you are sent reeling, you sink to the bottom. What next? A re-think, a recharge, a renewal. You do an inventory. What's important? What's essential? What's not essential? You sort of have to re-imagine your self, and your place in the world. You reimagine a new you. It's a bit gnarly, and weedy, and you know, you are sort of like Jeff Goldblum in "The Fly."  You are going to go thru some things. Turns out reality, and your place in it, is a bit uglier, and more unreasonable, crazier, & more complicated than your last conception of it all. And, well, that's OK. Best to be in touch with the real. Back to first principles: Be Here Now, Every Step Counts, Lean to the Light, Step Lightly, Be Lively,  Grace, Love, Heart, Soul, Music, Laughter. Everything has changed, and well, in a way, nothing has changed. There are new places to put your mind, and your attention. Your empathy and compassion needs a bit of a re-focusing. Eat well, Sleep Well, Read good books, listen to good music, write songs, play your guitar, re-fortify your being with Poetry, Drama, & Humor, and, of course, always, DAMN THE FUCKING TORPEDOES.

The Worst & the Dimmest...

Yes...

We have been on a downward spiral over here. Feeling like David Byrne's character: "I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax." 

Plus, feeling really down in the dumps. 

What is it all about?  The reality that our politics has taken a sharp turn away from reason. You know we are now in the Age of Unreason: crazy, stupid, fierce, unhappy, flailing. Every day we hear about the projected new, incoming administration. The usual deplorable suspects. The major assholes have been victorious and they are on the rise. Not the "Best & the Brightest," instead "The Worst and the Dimmest." 

It is totally disheartening. Mass Deportation is not a good idea. Climate Catastrophe is real and will have consequences for all living things on the planet. Climate Change Denialism is total madness writ large.

Talk about the Dark Ages. We will be taking major steps backwards into madness, ignorance, corruption, idiocy, bad-blood, bad deeds.  Yes Fascism on the rise. What a waste of time, energy, and human potential. Is there an upside? Probably not. It's looking like that kind of self-sabotaging tragedy.

It's the "I'm with Corruptly-Stupid Election..."

Well, if I met someone from another planet, you know, ride with me, it's my little fantasy thought-train this morning, if I met a traveller in time and space from another galaxy far away, how would I explain the 2024 Presidential Election in America?

It's the "I'm with Corruptly-Stupid Election."  You know those "low information voters" came out, and had their say, and it was quite definitive. Close, but definitive. They voted for that loud fat guy. You know the felon, the corrupt fool, the compromised cretin, the wanna be fascist/authoritarian big mouth.

Pretty sure those low information folks cut their own throats, and ours too. One digustingly obese billionaire seems hell-bent on fluffing up a crop of of other greedy billionaires, leaving the rest of us to fend for ourselves. Those authoritarian chickens are coming home to roost. Yikes.

Do I think there is going to be major 'buyer's remorse?" Yes, indeed, I do. And it won't take long to settle over us all. Of course, the damage will be great, and it's gonna a be long, hard, difficult slog, for years, to try to come back from this debacle. Democracy dies in Stupidity. Hard to fight the stupid.

Figure lots of pain and suffering, fleeing, flailing, and wailing, for the common folk, you know, the large majority of us. Any smart person, I'm not talking genius-level here, could have, and did, see that this particularly ugly choice was a fatal error. 

What to do? Try our best to keep our heads & spirits up, to take care of ourselves and those that we love. 

I turn to the Coach, Vince Lombardi. "When the going gets tough, the tough get going." Yes. That's the go-to mode. But, you know, where the fuck are we going? Nowhere to turn, nowhere to hide. Those other galaxies are so far away...

I Turn to Other Voices...

Republican strategist Sarah Longwell, who studies focus groups, told NPR, “When I ask voters in focus groups if they think Donald Trump is an authoritarian, the #1 response by far is, ‘What is an authoritarian?’”

WTF...

I turn to Other Voices. These are all must-reads: Heather Cox Richardson, Timothy Snyder (On Tyranny),  Rebbecca Solnit, AOC, Elizabeth Warren.

Assessing and recalibrating. There is no sense in beating up ourselves, or turning on our allies. The election of a deeply corrupt, criminal, billionaire, with no morals, no conscience, no respect for the Truth, the Constitution or The Rule of Law has deep & disburbing consequences for all of us on the planet.

We have a million worries: The Climate Catastrophe, Mass Deportation of Humans, National Abortion Ban, the downgrading and demeaning of all minorities. Looting & Pillaging of our Government, Destabilizing the $, destroying the middle classes, the stomping on the underclasses. Crony Capitalism of the Worst Sort, American Oligarchs unchained and joined with the ugly Authoritarians across the globe.

Now the question seems to be: How to keep our heads? How to organize? How to resist? How to keep Hope alive? How to channel the worry, the fear into Power, The Power of Love? Heady shite. There have been other times and places folks have faced this reality. There are heroes and other powerful counterbalancing voices, ideas, road-maps, strategies to be found.  

Be sure read this from Rebecca Solnit:

Authoritarians like Trump love fear, defeatism, surrender. Do not give them what they want

Rebecca Solnit

Here we are in a crisis in which almost everything we love is going to be under siege in the US in ways that will affect the world in many ways. Most of all this will be because a Trump administration is going to go to war on climate action domestically and internationally – on nature itself and the ways we protect it and thereby protect the systems on which human life depends.

I was asked to talk about hope. First of all, hope does not mean saying this is not bad, and it does not mean saying that we can defeat it. It just means saying we will keep showing up. That we will not give up. That we will assess our powers and weaknesses and recognise that the future we face looks grim, but we do not know how it will unfold, and neither do those we oppose. How it will unfold depends in no small part on what we do. People too often think hope is smiles and sunshine, when it’s fury in the face of danger and oppression, and pressing on in the storm.

More here: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2024/nov/09/authoritarians-like-trump-love-fear-defeatism-surrender-do-not-give-them-what-they-want

A Letter to a Friend...

Yes. For sure. I am usually the hopeful type but the opposite of hope is despair. I am kind of there at the moment. Alienated from my Country, wondering how we will live under Tyranny. Thinking Canada is a possibility.

Someone wrote that there are three responses to Fascism: Flee, Surrender, Resist. I suppose I would prefer to resist. But resistance is probably mainly/mostly just in my head. Revolution in the Head. Sure we will vote for the opposition. We are willing to march and protest. But, the forces of our destruction look to be on the ascendant with all the money & power available to them.

There is very little light at the moment. We are in the process of turning away, turning inward. Turning to our "art" our music, trying to find little moments of love and creativity. Doing our best not to be consumed by the darkness

The looming threat of living under the thumb of a lawless, corrupt, wanna-be tyrant is quite disheartening, absolutely soul-killing. Contrary to everything I ever thought about living in the USA. The American Dream trashed and crashed.

I do know my history. There have been dark times before: The Bush Torture Regime, The Iraq War, Nixon's war on drugs, Vietnam, Kent State, Race Riots in LA, Chicago, Detroit, The long enduring oppression of the poor, women, blacks, browns, gays.

Fuck. The country was originally founded upon the Genocide of the Native Americans, and Slavery of Black Folk. A deep, dark history, no doubt. But also a reaching forward to a better way. That seems to have been convincingly obliterated by this election. 

I have no idea what comes next, but it is looking quite dark & bleak at the moment.

"Resist, Flee, or Surrender..."

Walking around in our little progressive Blue Bubble yesterday, everyone we met on the path was in a state of shock. Yes. The American Dream has been deeply damaged. You could feel a deep sense of mourning; there was a cloud of inevitable doom. 

As the smoke clears from the wreckage of this latest election, I think those of us in opposition to the winning party, need to brush up on history, and on the meaning, and the ugly reality of Fascism in the USA.

Here is great little primer on what Fascism is and how it evolved and manifested in the world. Know your Mussolini and Hitler. It will be essential knowledge to carry with you in the coming years.

I am with Paul Campos here, I too think the people I greatly admire are being overly concilatory at the moment, it sounds gracious and smart, but I think it's the wrong message: the Obamas and Harris/Walz are wrong, you can't walk back your opposition to Fascism. They named it, they called it out. How do you now say, "let's all get along, roll up our sleeves and work together?" No. Now is not the time for "bipartisanship." Sure, peaceful transfer of power, violence only breeds violence, but there is no compromise with Fascism. 

"The options for defenders of liberal democracy are to resist, flee, or surrender. Bipartisan cooperation isn’t on the menu with Trump and Trumpism, and anybody who claims otherwise is either a fool, or thinks that they can cut a deal with Donald Trump while somehow still keeping their own hands clean at a time like this."

I strongly recommend you check out AOC's reaction to the election on Instagram. I think she lays it all out in vivid, real-world detail. We are entering dark times. We need champions who will fight for what's right. There is no compromise with the darkness. Resistance, organizing, mobilizing folks to educate themselves and then stand up and fight for what we believe in: Rule of Law, the Constitution, Democracy, Human Rights.

Democracy Damages Democracy...

It is a human-made catastrophe. Democracy damages Democracy.  Voters who choose a person who doesn't respect the constitution, free & fair elections & the rule of law, are choosing to destroy the Democracy from the inside. Their desire for a strong-man/tyrant seeds the dissolution and destruction of this very fragile union.

It is gob-smacking, confounding, astounding, crushing, depressing, ridiculous, unfathomable. 

But, who knows, maybe this Democracy isn't really as fragile as we fear? Maybe it is more resiliant than we believe? I guess we will find out. Seems the good, the bad, the ugly are always contending.

If you believe in Democracy, the power of the vote, you have to respect the results of the vote, even if you actually despise the results, and oppose the winner and his "policies" with every fibre of your being and soul.

There is no sense "analyzing," or trying to come up with theories. I look at the election of 2024 as a calamity, a castastrophe, a black swan event. Human Beings are complicated, contradictory. They do crazy shit all the time. They are easily conned, swayed, inflamed, misled; they actually often vote against their own interests out of hate, fear, spite, envy, pessimism, vengeance. Look at the history of Humanity. So much needless bloodshed, suffering, injustice, hurly-burly, toil & trouble. 

Might as well try to analyze a hurricane, a tsunami, a mud-slide. Humans make bad choices all the time. Self-sabotage is a constant theme. Yes, seems to me that we were at an important pivot point in the History of our Country. Looks like we've either gone backwards in a very dramatic & ugly fashion, or we have taken a leap forward into a deep darkness. I mean, you know, probably both. We seem to have stepped into a dark hole, it's a major fucking fail. We will soon be testing the resiliance of Democracy, and maybe we will discover it's limits and breaking points. Who knows?!

Yikes. I cling to that idea that "The Future is Unwritten." There is hope and promise in that idea. There are always surprises, detours, new openings, new ideas, new movements, new dreams; there will be renewal to be found in the tiny corners, the forgotten substrates, the deep dark places of reflection, the streets, the cafes and coffeehouses, & in the hearts & minds of Human Beings reaching out for the promise & the possibility of a better day. Sometimes we do listen to our better angels, sometimes not. Fuck, yeah, feeling dark and broken. But, you know, not done, not undone. Still standing, still dreaming.

Wow. I mean. Yikes.

 Ha. What to say? Shit Happens. 

 I had no clue. Living in my own little progressive blue bubble. The USA is a big, complicated, contradictory country. Yikes. How does it feel? Like a punch in the gut, a sharp stick in the eye.

It's just another episode of Everything You (I) Know Is Wrong. There were a few pessimists in my midst, turns out they were oh, so right. My sunny optimism was a blinding ball of light. Sometimes things are not as they seem. Maybe I just wasn't looking closely or clearly enough? Dazzled by the joy and good feeling? I was in my happy little bubble, pretty sure that we would turn away, and turn the page, on that wanna-be tyrant. 

Yes. So very wrong-headed of me. I chalk it up to weird shit & bad juju.  Sometimes it is that kind of Universe. Supremely strange, but true, &, of course, greatly disheartening & disappointing.

I think of Curtis Mayfield this morning: "Keep on keeping on:"

"Some years back I remember, still in my mind so well

My mama made this one point clear and I find it never fails

Never worry too long (Worry too long)

About what goes wrong (About what goes wrong)

Today in sorrow (Today in sorrow)

We got joy tomorrow (We got joy tomorrow)

Keep on keeping on (Keep on keeping on)

Keep on, keep on (Keep on, keep on)"

"She's Going to Win..."

My long-time friend, who lives in Europe, in the thick of things over there, called me last night. Every time we talk we immediately click into a long-running conversation that started back in the 1990's. We are from totally different backgrounds, but in a weird way we are total Soul Brothers. He is my best friend on the planet, I haven't seen him in the flesh, we haven't been in the same room together, in decades. 

He wanted to get my take on the election happening today. Not that I am some kind of expert, but you know, I am "on the ground," closer to the action. He told me that this American election is the most important event for Europe since the fall of the Berlin Wall. You know, it's not just all of us in the USA who are worried about the fate of Democracy, Freedom, Human Rights, Good Government, Ethics, Laws, Rationality, Logic, and the Future of the Planet.

There is a lot riding on the outcome of this election.

My friend is bit more pessimistic than I. I am a bit more optimistic than him, which makes for a great meeting of the minds. Our differences flash & light up with lots of insights and "aha" moments. We both respect each other's opinions We both crack each other up with our off-kilter perspectives. Lots of laughter, also long, rambling, free-range, conversation, sprinkled with sparks of light, little break-throughs, and weedy detours.

We both love to talk. 

Anyway, we agreed to reconncect again later tonight after the polls close. Who knows, it may take awhile until we know who emerges victorious. My closing thought to my friend last night, with a certain shaky smile & confidence reflected in the tone of my voice: "She's Going to Win..."

The Vibe is Positive...

I am big on vibes. Seeing vibes, reading vibes, exuding, and creating, vibes. I am a very public person in my little, progressive, blue-bubble neighborhood, I have a bit of a personal brand, and that brand is good vibes. I am a "good vibes Charlie." 

You know, even when I'm a bit low energy, or down, I can turn up the positive energy. It's often a shield and a protective mode, but usually my vibes are genuine. I can really turn up the vibes on demand. When folks come to see our r&r band, usually the first thing I hear from folks after a show: "I really love the vibe of your band." So, yeah, vibes are big part my life. I feel like I am a bit of an expert at the vibe thing.

When I say "expert at the vibe thing," I mean, it's all a fucking mystery to me too. I do think ever since I was a wee lad growing up in the heartland, I have been super-sensitive to feeling, seeing and reading vibes, ("Tommy can you hear me?"), reading the vibes of a person, a  crowd, a room.  Reading the good, and maybe more importantly, the bad vibes floating in the air. Early on, I often  ignored, discounted or just blew past those clear signals,  to my own detriment, which then led to much confusion, uncertainty and self-sabotaging. So, you know, it's a double-edged sword, not always useful or beneficial.  Still, I think over the years I have gotten much better at listening and trying to incorporate and act on the vibe.

This morning, one day before the 2024 election, you may ask me: "SunnyJimmy what is the vibe?"  Well, I am not afraid to say, the way I read it, the vibe is good, the vibe is strong, the vibe is positive, the vibe is Kamala. Really. Of course, folks need to vote, and I think they will. I think folks are going to be surprised by the overwhelming support for Democracy, Freedom, Hope & Joy that breaks across the land.

Everyone around here is nervous, anxious, full of worry and doubt. Folks are afraid to be positive. I do get it. Vibes are a slender reed to hang a life on, they are invisible, intangible, unquatifiable. Some folks don't believe they even exist. I am not one of those. Yes. This morning the vibe is Harris/Walz for America.

Bathed in Golden Light...

Ok. Not making any predictions about this coming Tuesday. You know, Election Day. Sure Democracy hangs in the balance, and the future of USA is at stake.  And the choice is so clear, Harris/Walz should win in a landslide, I mean, if we were a rational and intelligent species the choice would be plain & simple, so obvious, for all concerned, but, you know, it's more complicated than that, Human Beings are a tricky species, we often do stupid, evil, self-sabotaging things, maybe just for the soul-killing, blind-fuck of it all, so, you know, I guess, there's no sense in making foolish predictions.

Predicting is such a fool's game. I opt out. I choose to spend my foolishness on other things. BUT, (yes, there is another "but" here), my partner and I did a little Shaman Circle ritual yesterday. It is something we've learned how to do from some professional Shamans. Yes. I kid you not.  And it kind of leads me to think I kind of do know where we are all heading.

This year our Shaman Circle event moved to Zoom, because one of the Shamans came down with Covid. Bummer. There is something so amazing about getting together in a room with a group of Shamans and Musicians, and doing this little ritual called the Wild Hunt. We opted out of Zoom, just not our thing, so instead, we set up our own little cairn, we rang a bell, we lit a candle, we sat in a two-person circle, and we took up our drums. We put some music on the box, Promises by Floating Points and Pharoah Sanders, and drummed along for over an hour as if our lives depended upon it.

So exhilarating. My partner and I always "journey," when we drum. We close our eyes, we tune into the vibrations, and the visions just come. I think this comes easily and naturally for us because of all our years meditating and practicing creative visualization. Our inner worlds are quite vivid and entertaining. Really. Anyway. Pretty amazing. The visions are always different. I have had very elaborate journeys in the past, long, swirling, mind-fucking, and gob-smacking narratives. This time around it was total simplicity. I concentrated on my drum, beating this great-sounding little Tibetan drum; the sound, the insistent beat, was so captivating, and entrancing, I sunk into a very deep visionary state. 

What did I envision? Gold. Waves, oceans of Gold. I was bathed in a Golden Light. Surrounded by Gold, swimming in Gold. It's the highest vibration. I take it as an exceedingly good omen.  Both personally & universally. It was a total cleansing & clearing. My body was washed in the Gold, and rivers of good feeling flowed thru my whole being. I was totally lit up, every cell in my body ignited with a fiery, soothing Gold. Quite the thing. 

What does it all mean? Who knows?! If I were to hazard a guess: we are entering a new Golden Era of good feeling and positive vibes. Good times are the way. I mean, fuck, that's just me, you know? I mean, you are free to dimiss it, or interpret, as you see fit. Whatever. Godspeed, Dear Pilgrims.

Switched on High...

It is funny, in maybe not the funniest way...

The really great moments descend upon you, they flash by, and flush you, then float away, and disappear into the ether, ungraspable. Sure there is a residue of satisfaction, the warm feeling of the great happiness, but there is no holding onto its flashing beauty. It's a glimmer, a spark, a flame, an instant of perfection, that vanishes so quickly you are not sure it really happened.

The really bad moments can linger, longer. You carry the scar tissue, you nurse the broken bones, or just the deep soul-brokenness. You experience a deep loss as a permanent reordering of the Universe. 

So, you know, there is an uneveness in life. The good, the bad, the happy, the sad. There is no math here. You can't total and sum. You just experience what you experience. Hopefully you do it with all your senses and faculties switched on high. That's all you get.

 

The Big Sea...

We swam in the big sea, and it was exhilarating. All of our energy was focused on one big event, and it happened. The reception was rapturous. Maybe the audience was better than the band? I don't know, we did good. A few minor kerfuffles, but that just affirmed that it was a live performance. Nothing really threw us off. 9 musicians all bringing it to a room of devoted fans. The feedback loop was quite exquisite.  Lots of smiles, kind words and kudos afterwards. This morning it all seems like a strangely wonderful dream.

The Doris Day Moment...

Finally, you just let go the wheel. See what comes down. There is a point, a moment along the road, that you fly past, and then it's all pure ZEN. All that needing, wanting, grasping vanishes in an instant, and a certain calm clarity bubbles up. What will be will be. Let's call it the Doris Day moment. It's an acceptance, and an expectation. You hope you did everything you could do to make the moment count, but at same time you know there is so much that is firmly out of your control. The future is unwritten. You plunge forward, into a place of darkness and light. You wonder: What now?!

Refreshing. Renewing. Great Speech.

Kamala Harris' speech in Washington D.C. was a barn-burner. I mean that in good way; super-exicitng, glorious, intelligently-spoken words. Refreshing. What is she selling to the American people? Hope, optimism, a better day, intelligence, competance, responsibility, good government, empathy, compassion, hard work, diligence, freedom, prosperity, community, rule of law, democracy, good judgement, character, good cheer, joy. Yep. It's a pretty all-encompassing package. I, for one, find it completely compelling & irresistible. The alternative is not even conceivable, or in the realm of possibility to me. I think, I hope, and pray, that our "better angels" will bring us into a new era. A vibrant, lively, wonderful woman of color, kicks open the door, and renews our bonds to this great Democratic experiment we call USA. I mean, fuck, are you kidding me? Of course, the obvious, beautiful, life-affirming choice: Harris/Walz.

Easy to Sow Division, Harder to Build Bridges...

Early in our acting careers, well, you know, maybe not careers, more like in our "adventures in acting,"  a jaunt in the field of "theatrical," we learned that doing the big flashy angry scenes and monologues were so much easier than the quiet, internal, vulnerable scenes. Easy to show anger, so much harder to show sadness, loss, empathy and compassion. The really good actors could reach deep down into their reservoir and show the full range of human emotion. Being vulnerable, sad, giving, and quiet was much more powerful than walking around yelling and screaming.

Off stage it's also so much easier to sow division, hate, and tearing down others, than it is to build up, find solutions, and offer a helping hand. 

All of my "creative heroes," have made things: movies, books, songs, paintings, poems. I truly value the creatives. Sometimes my favorites will delve into the darkness, but just by going there it is an affirmation. It takes a certain creative fire and optimism to create anything.

So yeah, then there's politics, just another human manifestation of energy. There are the angry ones who want to tear down other folks, want to fan the flames of divsion, sow chaos, and discord. It's a tool and strategy that has worked in many realms, many countries, over many centuries.

Then there are those who are trying to fix and build things. Offer policies, try to build coalitions, offer a helping hand, trying to raise us all up. Bringing people together. Trying to build a more perfect union. Look to a better day. It's harder. Really difficult. Takes a special kind of human. Takes vision, compassion, empathy, and dedication to work. And it often falls short of the mark. Especially in a Democracy. Democracy is messy.  But really, these more optimistic ones are the folks who have our hearts and souls with them. For instance: Harris/Walz for America.

One Core Truth: Racist/Nazi...

The man who spews more lies than you can count; a river, a hurricane, a tsunami of lies every time he opens his mouth. BUT, there is one truth that always emerges, the one key truth in advertising. The Orange Toxic Clown is a dyed-in-the-wool racist, and in the late stages of his campaign, he has decided to go into FULL NAZI mode. Hah. At least at his core he is really being honest: Fulltime Racist/Nazi. 

I don't think that is America. I mean, it's a sub-current in our country, and the history of our country, but it is not the full story. Most of us know that we need to be open, inclusive, and supportive of a more progressive mode of politics and life. The darkness will not abide. I mean that's the optimist (see previous post), in me speaking, but in my core-being I do believe we will leave this shite behind and enter a new era of hope, good govermnent and repsonsibility. Harris/Walz for America.

Optimistic? Sure...

Yes. I am an optimist. No doubt. Ok. Maybe I do have doubts about pretty much everything. Maybe, probably, having doubts, hedging your bets is the intelligent way to go? There is no certainty, except maybe uncertainty. But when push comes to shove, I lean to the Light. What's the harm? Being optimistic, saying yes, and why not, and sure,  and being open, and opening doors and windows to new experiences. What if I'm wrong? Oh well. Keep plowing forward, right? Being pessimistic seems so nullifying. It seems like an abidication, a turning away from a full-fledged life. "Why get up?" Because, it could be a wonderful day...

Democracy Dies in the Boardroom.

Income Inequality is killing America. Yes. It seems the Billionaires are siding with and embodying Fascism. Bezos, Musk, and of course, Trump, the prime examples. The Washington Post Editorial Board was planning on endorsing Kamala Harris for President. The obvious choice for Democracy, Good Government & American Freedom. The owner, Bezos spiked it.  Of course, the Washington Post is a storied and gloried institution. It was their young reporters, Woodward & Bernstein, back in the 70's, who brought the Watergate Scandal to the world's attention. Stunning capitulation to the specter of Fascism in USA.  A non-endorsement is an abdication to the Bully. The $ are siding with the $ against Democracy.  What's the WaPo motto: Democracy Dies in Darkenss? No. Democracy Dies in Cowardice & the Board Room. Of course, I am an Optimist.  I mean, shite, what's the alternative? So, actually this isn't the death knell for our Democracy, no, it's a death knell for the Washington Post. The billionaires are badly out-numbered. They are not necessarily good or smart people. They just happen to have lots of accumulated wealth. Their loyalty is only to $. We will outvote them. Harris/Walz for America.

The Trickiness of Human...

One of my go-to themes: Human Beings are Tricky. It's a good one, validated every day. I mean, being human myself, I too embody this essential trickiness. You know the "pot calling the kettle black."

Throw in youth, or hormones, or drugs, or excessive amounts, or alternatively steep lack of $, and all kinds of mischief and mayhem can occur. Humans get weird super-easy. Too much time on their hands, too much of everything, or not enough of everything, can easily twist and twerk a psyche.

We are the species that has a very wide spectrum of traits. Think of the worst acts imaginable: Human. Think of the finest acts imaginable: Human. It's truly our cross. We are all crucified on the tree of deep contradiction and trickiness. Yes, indeed.

The Glorious Thing...

We ran thru songs with an incredible musician last night. Getting ready for a big show next week. Just three of us, acoustic guitar, double-bass and percussion. Two voices, male & female. Our own original compositions. Our own hard-earned truths embodied in lyrics and music. It was intense. Focused. Gratifying. It is truly the good work. Pure creative pursuit. It is the thing we love to do more than anything else. Soul-enriching for sure. We have created a large body of work. Getting it out into world is a whole nother thing. But the process, the creating, the melding different vibrations and energies together in a room. That's the glorious thing. 

I Took It Down...

I took it down...

Yesterday morning, walking down the sidewalk with a furry, four-legged beast. We noticed a Trump/Vance sign on the parkway fronting a massive lakefront mansion. It was an ugly, uncommon sight. I didn't think twice, I walked up to it and took it down. I looked up, the owner of the mansion came running towards me. Uh-oh. Funny. He smiled and thanked me. He told me that someone must have put the sign up as a joke. He was just about to leave town on vacation. He picked up the sign and tore it in half. "I'd never vote for or support that disgrace of human being." Hah. That's my hood. Happily alive in a progressive, blue-bubble.

It Felt SO GOOD!!!

Early voting commenced in our little, blue-bubble neighborhood yesterday. A gloriously sunny, blue-sky day. We gathered our wits together and biked across town to the Civic Center. The bike ride alone was a fabulous adventure. The streets were alive with activity, sunbeams glancing off every window. The lake was blue & shimmering. The trees and grasses looked happy. We just couldn't wait to cast our votes for Harris/Walz, and for Democrats up and down the ballot. We weren't the only ones chomping at the bit to do our very important duty as full-fledged members of USA. The voting place was jumping. Folks were streaming in from all directions. Long lines. Lots of smiles. It did feel like a celebration. There were no Trump signs, no Republican signs either. Anyway, it felt so damn good to vote for Kamala and Tim. After we submitted our ballots, a flood of positive energy flowed through our bodies. There was an electric zap of enthusiasm emanating from the crowd. Funny. One very old, wizened, scarecrow man, an old codger, came walking down the hall after voting, he wore a beat up old baseball cap. The words on the cap: "I like Ike." Ha. Thinking he probably didn't vote for the Dems, one man against the crowd, but who knows?! Ike and his brand of politics, is many decades, many felonies, and  public outrages from the toxic, orange, cess-pool of a candidate that is running this time around. A stark choice. No doubt.

Knowing & Not Knowing...

Ask someone something knowing there is no right answer, because it's something in the Future, and the Future is unwrttien, well, what do you get? Whatever that someone says will be their fears, their worries, their doubts, their hopes, their blind optimism, their off the wall guesses, their ignorance (or intelligence), their total or not so total unknowingness. So, you know, it's a bit of a futile exercise when it comes to what's actually gonna happen in the Future, but it is a very fruitful exercise if you want to know what's going on in that particular someone's internal world.