While I don’t wish anyone bad tidings – some deserve the Karma that they have made themselves (in fact – that is the main reason one shouldn’t waste time hoping harm will come for others). “You’ve made your bed – now sleep in it” comes to mind. Shakespeare discussed life and death in Hamlet – in the Gravedigger passage. He also quote’s a Bible idea about “The Quick and the Dead”. For some, that sleep will be eternal, except for Poor Yorick.
I started out thinking about the Year This Week – where we went from Brad Parscale’s very bizarre take down and “supposed” suicide attempt (which I believe was more like someone stressed who knows he was finally busted for his grifting crimes), and now we have our government “fearless leaders” with Covid-19 after making a mockery of anyone wearing a mask and contributing to the unnecessary deaths of tens of thousands – if not a hundred thousand Americans. In between, Trump pays ZERO taxes, he is worst than broke – to the tune of > 200 million, his real estate is hemorrhaging money like water, he totally fucked up the Debate – especially with the whole White Supremacist thing, his dumbest child Eric has to go to court very soon, gee – I must have missed a few things, but that just tired me out . . . .
A year ago we spent part of September in Denver, and then because we were driving through Boulder, Ft. Collins, Steamboat Springs and Grand Junction – that we would extend our vacation and drive all the way home – via Park City, Utah. We are very glad that we did.
The only problem with Autumn in recent years has been all of the fires in the West. I know that at least half of the reason is due to climate change – and us idiot humans are getting what we deserve, and it will get worse, but some is also due to forest management – which is really hard to do. Try raking a forest! Forests need fires to regenerate, and I do believe that upwards of 50% of the problem has to do with just the age and undergrowth that Mother Nature is managing. Humans also have pushed the limits on where we build houses . . . Its a complex set of issues – not just one. Its hard to believe that Siberia also has been on fire!
On this Harvest Moon, I would like to offer a prayer to Mother Nature, and God perhaps (if such a deity exists – I am having serious doubts any more), but just in case:
Hear our prayer
Hells fire scare
Give us peace
Give us relief
There is a duble entendre here – a “twofer” if you will. The terrible fires that seem to have been raging for almost 2 months now and the terror in the US White house – are Hells Fire. My solemn wish is that both are extinguished by November 3rd.
I’ve written two songs that cover “The Year This Week” – which started with Bradley Parscale getting busted and “allegedly” trying to commit suicide (I think he might have had a breakdown because the walls have closed in on him). This post is that song – “Death Star” . . .
The second song will be posted tomorrow – and its about Trump getting COVID. Its called “Rest in Pieces” . .
Bradley built Trumps Death Star
House of cards imploding
Taxes are unfolding
Bradley’s gun reloading
Next up in the news
Add to Bradley’s Blues
A pair of cement shoes
Watch for Deutsche Bank
Next one in the tank
Reality show President
Be careful what you wish
Investigated by Tish
You’ll be swimming with the fish
My father was in Aerospace, so technology was a thing at our house. I was lucky to have a great 4th and 8th Grade Science teacher, and I got my Ham Radio License in 1973. Back then you had to take a Morse Code test and an electronic theory test. I was a motivated 8th grader!
One thing led to another, and while I thought I wanted to be an electronic engineer when I grew up – my fathers friend convinced me to switch to “Data Processing” – aka Computer Programming. Another form of Code.
The final form of code is music – music has a multi-dimensional language – or code. For me, its more complex and interesting than both Morse Code and Coding for a living – which has been great, but the next step up in the “code challenge” in my life if learning music theory to the point where my playing and song writing improve – and wow – they sure have since Covid-19 has me deep into music theory and experimentation with my song writing.
This song introduces two instruments that I will use going forward as “ear candy”. The Kalimba and The Theremin.
Posted on October 22, 2020
In a Fortnite, America Could Start Healing
In a fortnite, we shall see
If the healing’s for you and me
Lets get rid of this disease
Give us hope for our release
In a fortnite, we will know
If its time for things to grow
Seeds of peace that we can sow
It could change with just one Vote
All good people up in arms
Tired of four years of harm
Its in our grasp for you to take
Its our future for us to make
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