- Suspect Nabbed
- Navarro Rising
- Wolfe Sentenced
- Little Dog
- Buddhist Expansions
- Yesterday's Catch
- California Cannabis
- Ukiah Dispensaries
- Lesser Republicans
- Irrelevant Voting
- Choral Concert
- Mini Revolution
- Clay Pots
- Clinton Democrats
- Potty Vote
- Being Occupied
- Warming Signs
- Her Sleep
- Bumpy Ride
- You Lost
- J20 Protest
MURDER SUSPECT NABBED. Zachary Wuester, 24, of Haskell, New Jersey, a lead suspect in the violent murder of Laytonville pot grower Jeffrey Settler last Friday, was arrested and booked into the Mendocino County Jail yesterday.
No word yet on the status of the other alleged “trimmigrant” murder suspects Amanda Wiest, Gary Blank III, Gary Lynn Fitzgerald or Frederick Gaestel.
More details are expected soon.
NOPE - NAVARRO SANDBAR HASN'T BREACHED — IF ANYTHING IT'S HIGHER
JOHN WOLFE was in Ten Mile Court Wednesday for sentencing on that vicious one punch assault on Navarro grandmother, Ann Knight. Judge Brennan, noting the Probation recommendation that Wolfe should sit in the County Jail mulling over his shocking villainy for 150 days, decided Wolfe would do thirty days more than that — 180 days for a felony that counts as Strike One for Wolfe. If he does something like this again it's Strike Two and all penalties double.
MRS. KNIGHT, struck full-face and rendered unconscious by Wolfe, has spent more time recovering from the terrible injuries she suffered than Wolfe will spend in jail. 180 days means 90 days less time for good behavior. If Wolfe serves more than three months, we'd be surprised.
THE LESSON HERE is that in Mendocino County you can hit a woman in the face with enough force to kill her and do less time than lots of non-violent mopes get for stealing stuff.
WOLFE'S courtroom tears, according to witnesses, seemed more for himself than his victim. Indeed, the person present for Wolfe seemed to think Wolfe was the victim.
LITTLE DOG SAYS, "Say, Dalmo. I get kinda lonely in here. Think you could fix me up with your sister?"
BUDDHISTS ON THE MARCH
AS LOCAL ELECTION results remain pending, the Supervisors plowed through an agenda of relatively trivial matters, including approval of full conversion of their Talmage property to a university emphasizing philosophy and ethics.
(THE SUPES seem unconcerned that Mendocino County, along with historically backwards Lake County, can't get the vote counted in a timely manner. The Supes and the Elections Clerk, Susan Ranochak won't hire temps to help with the massive mail-in count, and won't restore the walk-in polling places that used to get most of Mendo counted by midnight, or at least by daybreak the day following an election. County Clerk Ranochak's recent appearance before the Supervisors was the usual opaque presentation typical of Mendo bureaucrats, with the Supes asking no questions as Ranochak walked off like her office was a veritable Swiss watch of civic functioning.)
BACK to the Buddhists. Their property is mostly the old state hospital established and maintained before America totally lost its way in the middle 1960s. Mendocino County, with its usual keen sense of foresight, could have bought the place from the state for under a quarter mil, but turned it down because the then-Supes said they feared maintenance costs and, of course, couldn't figure out a paying use for the property.
THE BUDDHISTS scooped it up and have done what Mendo could have done as a site for Mendocino College, but Mendo didn't, the Buddhists did, and soon The Great Wheel of Life will be churning out greenbacks as young people from all over the world enjoy the beautiful old California architecture in a park-like setting, omming contentedly away.
NEIGHBORS of the Buddhists, however, are unhappy with the expansion, but their complaints, when all wasn't said and much left undone, were ignored.
THE BUDDHISTS have also scooped up the old Albertinum property on the west side of Ukiah, leaving local Christian enterprise far, far behind.
CATCH OF THE DAY, November 16, 2016
BRENT BATES, Paris, Texas/Ukiah. Petty theft.
LISA BIGGS, Fort Bragg. Controlled substance, suspended license, child endangerment.
ANTONIO COLLINS, Fort Bragg. Probation revocation. (Frequent flyer.)
LLUAN FUENTES, Ukiah. Community Supervision violation.
ADRIANA GUERRA, Ukiah. Probation revocation.
CASEY IRELAND, Willits. Probation revocation.
CLEMENTE MAGALLON, Ukiah. Probation revocation.
BRIANA MERINO, Redwood Valley. DUI-drugs.
DANIEL MOYA, Willits. Domestic assault, vehicle driver with concealed weapon.
GEOFFREY RITTER, Ukiah. Drunk in public.
FERNANDO RODRIGUEZ, San Francisco/Ukiah. Failure to appear.
GABRIEL ROJAS, Ukiah. Drunk in public.
BARAQUEL RUIZ, Ukiah. Community supervistion violation.
STEVEN STEVENSON, Laytonville. Domestic assault.
RYAN TERKELSEN, Redwood Valley. Community supervision violation.
ALESHIA TUTTLE, Ukiah. Shoplifting, defrauding an innkeeper.
DARRIN WILLETT, Ukiah. Under influence, probation revocation.
ZACHARY WUESTER, Haskell, New Jersey. Murder, fugitive from justice.
JUST IN FROM DOC COURTNEY
Subject: Proposition 64
To all the patients of Dr. Courtney,
California's Proposition 64, "The Adult Use of Marijuana Act", passed on November 8th, 2016. Many patients have had questions about what this will mean for medical cannabis patients. We are in the process of sorting through all the sections of the new law to determine how patients will be affected. Here are some points we have discovered so far:
First, 1996's Proposition 215, "The Compassionate Use of Marijuana Act", will NOT be affected by the new law. The new law only deals with recreational use of cannabis.
Second, the new law takes effect on January 1st, 2018 - so it's a more than a year away. Mostly, this wait is to allow time for new licensing to be issued to dispensaries, and to put agencies in place to collect taxes on cannabis that is sold. However, recreational use is now legal in California. You are legally allowed to possess 28.5 grams (1 ounce) of "flowers" (buds), or 8 grams of processed cannabis (hash, oil, etc.). The law requires that if you have more than that amount, it must be kept in a secured area (like at home). The laws regarding the use of cannabis are pretty much the same as medical cannabis use, such as: do not smoke and drive (important!), not in your car (even parked), not in bars, not in public places like parks, not near schools or churches or businesses, etc.
It is not yet legal to purchase cannabis in a dispensary unless you are a medical marijuana patient. This will not change until January 1st, 2018.
The new tax laws affect, for the most part, growers, and then only if the cannabis is sold. Cannabis grown for your own personal use, or medical marijuana, will not be taxed.
The new law will allow people to grow up to 6 plants for recreational use. Medical marijuana patients will be allowed to grow up to the limit set by the county Sheriff of your county. If you do not know the limit in your county, please contact your local Sheriff. They will give you the guidelines for growing, transporting, etc.
The full text of Proposition 64 can be found here: https://www.oag.ca.gov/system/files/initiatives/pdfs/15-0103%20%28Marijuana%29_1.pdf?
If you have seen Dr. Courtney in the past, and would like to renew your Approval for Cannabis Use, please call our office at 707-961-1420. Dr. Courtney can renew you by phone, no driving required. We now take PayPal, and credit cards by phone.
for William Courtney MD, AACM
CITY OF UKIAH AGAIN TO DISCUSS ALLOWING MEDICAL MARIJUANA DISPENSARIES
by Justine Frederiksen
The Ukiah City Council Wednesday will again discuss a proposed ordinance that would allow medical marijuana dispensaries to operate within the city limits.
Last month when the board considered adopting it, most members found the supporting documents lacking.
“I don’t have a lot of opposition for having a dispensary in the city limits, (but) there’s more work that needs to be done,” said Council member Kevin Doble, who pointed out several instances of information either being incorrectly left out or in, and said he felt that the maps showing the areas and parcels where dispensaries could locate were not adequate.
The council’s ad-hoc committee, consisting of Council member Maureen Mulheren and Vice-Mayor Jim Brown, met again to discuss the ordinance and staff has updated it for the Nov. 16 meeting.
While the Ukiah Planning Commission recommended that dispensaries not be allowed to locate within 500 feet of a youth-oriented facility, including a library or museum, the City Council ad-hoc felt that would be too restrictive and is recommending the distance be 250 feet.
Staff also notes that given the passage of Proposition 64, which legalizes recreational use of marijuana, the City Council may want to discuss dispensaries for non-medical marijuana and other issues related to the new legislation.
Prop. 64 allows anyone over 21 to have 28.5 grams of marijuana and grow up to six plants within their home. However, you cannot have it on your possession while on a school campus, or smoke it while driving or in a public place.
Staff also received correspondence from Frank Kibbish and Josh Blakeley, who own the Forest Club, that outlines a potential business plan for a dispensary selling both medical and recreational marijuana in Ukiah.
Reached Tuesday for comment, Kibbish said he felt it was premature to discuss potential locations, but that he hoped the city would embrace marijuana sales as “the wave of the future,” particularly when it comes to recreational marijuana.
“This could determine whether people stop in Ukiah, or drive right by,” said Kibbish, explaining that he and Bakeley were just at a conference in Denver, where recreational marijuana has been legalized and has become a significant draw for tourists.
The next meeting of the City Council begins at 6 p.m. Wednesday in the council chambers at 300 Seminary Ave.
(Courtesy, the Ukiah Daily Journal)
SHE LOST IT ALL BY HERSELF
I have voted in every election since 1956, often for the lesser evil. I voted for Hillary Clinton, and I am very angry with her. The election was hers to lose, and by golly, that’s exactly what she did. When she relegated half the population of this country to a basket of deplorables I was shocked, and it has been eating at me since then. These are our fellow countrymen and women. They are suffering and struggling.
This country is not working for them. And instead of coming up with programs that a Democratic administration could create to help solve some of the problems, she dismissed them with a term that is insulting, dismissive and elitist. Meanwhile, if those who voted for Donald Trump think that his administration together with a Republican Congress will bring back the good union jobs that kept our country prosperous through the 1950s, 1960s and 1970s, they are sadly mistaken. Unfortunately, the Democratic Party has deserted the working class and continues to align itself with business and the moneyed class. We would have done much better with Sen. Bernie Sanders. He is honest and passionate about people’s struggles.
Carol Gottfried, Ukiah
AND NOT A PEEP OUT OF THE SUPERVISORS
I wake up this morning to discover that one week after the election, my vote has yet to be counted in Mendocino County. What? Perhaps by Christmas? This is inexcusable, and it prompts voters, whose only choice is to mail in their ballots, to not vote at all. It’s worse than a poll tax. It’s a "you don’t count tax” and when your vote is finally counted you’re irrelevant. It discourages voting. This county must return to the old precinct voting system of years ago. The results were in by the following morning and often earlier than that. Only the certifiably infirm should be allowed to vote by mail, and they shouldn’t have to pay for the stamp (another poll tax).
Excluded voter Mike
THE REDWOOD COMMUNITY CHORUS presents its fall concert at the Mendocino Presbyterian Church on December 9 at 7 p.m. and on December 10 at 2 p.m.
Admission is free. A donation is requested.
Conducted by Jenni Windsor, program highlights include:
"A Lullaby" a song is written for all who have lost a loved one.
"Jabberwocky," Lewis Carol's amusing parody.
"Harvest", which reflects feelings of wistfulness and peace and the meaning of life.
"Soli Deo Gloria" a beautiful choral setting that includes a brass quintet.
The concert also features German Renaissance Christmas songs, and the African-American spiritual "Down by the Riverside."
FOR ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: contact Jennie Windsor, firstname.lastname@example.org
Submitted by Jim Culp, volunteer publicist
ON LINE COMMENT OF THE DAY
I would love passenger rail, but I think its a pipe dream. The railroads are already heavily subsidized by government as are airlines and other forms of mass transit. One of the big problems with that idea hinges on the word “mass” as in “the teeming masses” or overpopulation. You probably couldn’t build enough goddamned tracks to handle it and it would still be exorbitantly expensive for most of the populace. I’m an old baby boomer who voted for Trump, as did my eldest millennial daughter. My son who is 6 years her junior wanted to vote for Bernie, but didn’t get the chance. I agree with Bernie on the oligarchy, wall street, etc. but I think he was, is too liberal to do any thing about immigration. We need a total moratorium. He may have been too friendly with the gun control zealots also. All hail the NRA. This election was truly a mini revolution. It did my heart good to watch a buffoon utterly destroy the mainstream, rank and file republican goons and to see Hillary the cackling hag fly off into the moonlight on her goddamn broomstick.
Wanted - Terra Cotta Pots
In order to reuse the material already in our community, Mendocino Coast Botanical Gardens is looking for unwanted clay (terra cotta) pots. We can use nearly all sizes. Pots that are dirty or have mineral deposits are fine, but no chips or cracks please. If you would like to donate your clay pots, please contact Nursery Manager, Sophia Pisciotta at 964-4352 x 12 or email@example.com
Thank you for helping us reduce and reuse!
TRUMP HAD TO WIN
To the Editor,
Trump's unpopular victory is a necessary evil to temporarily neutralize the anal liberal Clinton Democrats.
Now the Sandernistas can fill the void.
Another upside of the Trump administration is the super-hot First Lady who talks like Zsa Zsa Gabor.
Don Morris, Cranktown/Willits
P.S. Like turds in the punch bowl, the Clintons shall rise again.
SHOULDA, AN EXCHANGE
WRITING ON THE MCN Listserve, Daney Dawson wrote: My point is, in that the race was between Clinton and Trump, the latter being the worst of the the evils, any liberal should have voted for Clinton to give the best chance of avoiding a gangster right winger president. A vote for any other candidate, no matter how progressive, was like peeing on a house fire.
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MARCO McCLEAN RESPONDED: Spoken like a person who has never peed on a house fire. I was at a campground at Lake Pillsbury with my friend Dan's family in the 1970s, actually sitting at a campfire, talking with an old man who had interesting opinions about pretty much everything, and he had a voice like a bingo cage half-full of gravel. He called people in Winnebago RVs Winnebagels, and he said they're, let's see, "God damn scurvy sons of bitches who wouldn't piss up your ass if your guts was on fire." He advised me, among other things, to immediately pursue my dreams and never wait. "They're gonna get in your way whether you take ten years ta get ready or not." I remember his girlfriend was named Sophie.
VIVE LA FRANCE, BUT WHICH FRANCE?
by Clancy Sigal
“Hitler always meant what he said.”
— John Wheeler-Bennett, historian of German history
The French felt so smug and secure behind their stone forts, their glorious army, their language and admired culture that when it all collapsed, pretty much overnight, only the poets and novelists had words for l’exode, the exodus of millions of panicked civilians away from the lightning-fast Nazi army in 1940.
France’s unforeseen, surprising defeat turned the world upside down. “In the space of several days we have lost all certainty,” said poet Paul Valery.
Novelist Leon Werth, another refugee, tried to find sense in the incoherence. “Everything since Paris is inexplicable by laws of reason.”
The poet Camille Bourniquel remarked that “the Middle Ages have been reinvented.” Another writer 74 said, “France had jumped backwards six centuries”.
Although the Nazi defeat of the French happened decades ago it feels awfully familiar. Way down in the boondocks, in France’s south, the citified Leon Werth kept meeting rural people who warmly greeted soldiers of the Nazi New Order. “WE’RE IN A COUNTRY WE DIDN’T KNOW EXISTED… a France that rejoices in the German victory.”
Recently, a buddy, a midwest reporter, writes that on a recent road trip when he and his wife got off the interstate “From one end of Pennsylvania to the other, country roads and village streets were lined with yard signs proclaiming allegiance to Trump. There had to be thousands, with scarcely a Clinton sign between them…. Unmistakable signs that rural and small-town folks have had it with culture wars they didn’t sign up for.”
1940 Parisians didn’t get it either or had forgotten, or unconsciously denied, France’s poisonous strain of anti-Semitism that had fueled the small towners’ welcome to Fritz. The deep conservatism of the French countryside had always been there – even in occasional rebellion – but simply ignored until Paris intellectuals suddenly had to flee for refuge in villages they’d only driven or hiked past before.
Even today French scholars and citizens argue over what happened and why during the Nazi occupation. But at the time it was a crude matter of surviving day to day. Attentisme, “wait and see”, more than active resistance tended to be the motto of an ordinary French citizen.
You had to walk in their shoes.
When I got to postwar France almost all my café friends had been in the Nazi occupation including some deported as slave laborers. Having just arrived from Hollywood (see below) with its blacklists and informers, I was intensely curious how they’d coped under a much more lethal persecutor.
It boiled down to improvising informal networks of solidarity, for food, money, hiding places, with heightened understanding of the endangered Jews who, if caught, were killed. Gays, doubly at risk, had their own special underground.
It was a terrible time. Somehow, in all this, most of my friends kept a weird, civilized, generous, prickly sense of humor.
(Clancy Sigal is a screenwriter and novelist. His latest book is Hemingway Lives.)
I FIRST VISITED the Greenland ice sheet in the summer of 2001. At that time, vivid illustrations of climate change were hard to come by. Now they’re everywhere — in the flooded streets of Florida and South Carolina, in the beetle-infested forests of Colorado and Montana, in the too warm waters of the Mid-Atlantic and the Great Lakes and the Gulf of Mexico, in the mounds of dead mussels that washed up this summer on the coast of Long Island and the piles of dead fish that coated the banks of the Yellowstone River.
But the problem with global warming — and the reason it continues to resist illustration, even as the streets flood and the forests die and the mussels rot on the shores — is that experience is an inadequate guide to what’s going on. The climate operates on a time delay. When carbon dioxide is added to the atmosphere, it takes decades — in a technical sense, millennia — for the earth to equilibrate. This summer’s fish kill was a product of warming that had become inevitable twenty or thirty years ago, and the warming that’s being locked in today won’t be fully felt until today’s toddlers reach middle age. In effect, we are living in the climate of the past, but already we’ve determined the climate’s future.
Global warming’s back-loaded temporality makes all the warnings — from scientists, government agencies, and, especially, journalists — seem hysterical, Cassandra-like — Ototototoi! — even when they are understated. Once feedbacks take over, the climate can change quickly, and it can change radically. At the end of the last ice age, during an event known as meltwater pulse 1A, sea levels rose at the rate of more than a foot a decade. It’s likely that the “floodgates” are already open, and that large sections of Greenland and Antarctica are fated to melt. It’s just the ice in front of us that’s still frozen.
— Elizabeth Kolbert
SHE LAY ON HIS SHOULDER in this ugly room, folded up with almost imperceptible breathing like seagulls settled on the water cock over gentle waves. Looking at her head and body, richer far than her rare fur coat, holding as he did to these skins which enfolded what ruled him, her arms and shoulders, everything, looking down on her face which ever since he had first seen it had been his library, his gallery, his palace, and his wooded fields he began at last to feel content and almost that he owned her.
Lying in his arms, her long eyelashes down along her cheeks, her hair tumbled and waved, her hands drifted to rest like white doves drowned on peat water, he marvelled again he should ever dream of leaving her who seemed to him then his reason for living as he made himself breathe with her breathing as he always did when she was in his arms to try and be more with her.
It was so luxurious he nodded, perhaps it was also what she put on her hair, very likely it may have been her sleep reaching out over him, but anyway he felt so right he slipped into it too and dropped off on those outspread wings into her sleep with his, like two soft evenings meeting.
— Henry Green, ‘Party Going’
FASTEN YOUR SEATBELT, AMERICA
In December 2015, my wife and I were visiting family in the South. Driving through Gulfport, Miss., we stopped for a snack. A cafe waitress told us Donald Trump had just been there. He had filled the local arena with 5,000 people and a thousand more had waited outside. "And it wasn't even in the news," the waitress said. "No one covered it."
I remember thinking how peculiar it was for a fledgling presidential candidate to be visiting such a remote location, and before the primaries where he'd receive little or no news coverage.
I realized later that before the first primary election, Trump had appeared before tens of thousands of people in some of the country's deeply rural locations, far from the glare of big-city news cameras. These were people who had rarely seen a candidate, much less a celebrity. They must have been thrilled by his attention, and were certainly the kind of people who would believe anything he told them, most of which were lies. Who would ever come through later to argue the truth? Trump was the only Medicine Show in town.
Well, the Medicine Show is over, and Trump has taken the rubes for every vote they had, just as he's taken every other ingenuous collaborator in his illustrious life as a con artist. We're the latest suckers. Four years? If he does everything he has promised to do, we'll be in a deep depression and at war in the streets before the midterms. We're in for a memorably bumpy ride.
—Bill Haigwood, Rohnert Park
OPEN LETTER TO HILLARY CLINTON
Recently, I was asked to sign a petition thanking you -- Hillary Clinton -- for running for President.
Screw you, Hillary Clinton. Trump didn't win the election. You lost it. And now we're stuck with Trump for the next four years.
You lost by lying to Congress about Benghazi, and then by lying again about your emails and your private server to the FBI.
You lost by directing the DNC to steal the nomination from Bernie Sanders.
You lost by selling influence at the Clinton Foundation while you were U.S. Secretary of State.
You lost by taking millions of dollars in speaker fees from Wall Street's robber barons.
You lost by being at the very top of the 1 percent of Washington's and Wall Street's power elite -- the 1 percent of the 1 percent, in other words, the 0.0001 percent.
You lost by intimidating and slandering your husband's victims — the victims of Bill Clinton's sexual depredations and abuses of power.
The real story about the Lewinsky scandal was not the sexual interactions with the President, but about your subornation of perjury and obstruction of justice… those were the real abuses of power.
You dared to call your husband's victims "'bimbo eruptions" of which there were hundreds, over the years in government.
Why? Why victimize the victims, Hillary? I thought you were a feminist.
Why? I'll tell you why.
You did it in order to present to the world an electable candidate -- your deplorable husband, Bill Clinton. In this endeavor you were ruthless. You destroyed women so that their stories never saw the light of day.”
Without a doubt it's time for a female President of the United States of America, but it is also without a doubt not the time, nor will it ever be the time, for you, Hillary Clinton, to be that president. You simply lack the integrity.
Yes, you lost the election, Hillary Clinton. Trump did not win it. My daughters and granddaughters will never forgive you. My sisters will never forgive you. Nor my wife. Every woman in my life will never forgive you. And I will never forgive you. Your lies and secrets are unforgivable.
Lies and secrets. That's what you and your husband have really always been about.
The email and private server scandal this year was merely a continuation of your way of doing business -- your political style -- and why FBI Director James Comey spoke out when he did on the eve of the election. He was choking on your lies and secrets. They simply never end. You cover them up and move on.
Cover up and move on. That's been your modus operandi since the beginning of you and your husband's careers in Arkansas.
That's been your modus operandi for a long time.
Let me remind you of just some of your political baggage:
- Whitewater (jail for friends, but not for the Clintons).
- The 1993 murder of White House counsel, Vince Foster.
- Your "missing" law firm billing records in 1994.
- Travelgate (always room for friends and political hacks).
- Your inexplicable 9,987 percent profit in trading cattle futures in 1994 (you had zero experience trading futures and commodities).
- Turning the IRS into a "gestapo" against conservatives and evangelical Christians.
- Covering up your husband's dirty deeds (abused women such as Gennifer Flowers, Kathleen Willey and Paula Jones were stalked, scared and threatened).
- Filegate (directing the FBI to open files on GOP enemies).
- Huma Abedin (the Muslim Brotherhood's little princess).
- Chinagate (the sale of U.S. military high-tech secrets to the Chinese military).
- Your false claims about "landing under sniper fire" in Bosnia (it never happened).
- Pardongate (your Senate campaign contributions in 2000 from Marc Rich and other crooks who "bought" presidential pardons from your husband).
- Your "body count" (dead enemies turn up everywhere around you and your husband, Vince Foster is hardly alone).
- Your radical friends (Saul Alinsky is just one example).
- Your laughing about defending a child rapist (in 1975, you defended 41-year-old Thomas Alfred Taylor, who had been accused of raping a 12-year-old child, and recently, during your presidential campaign, you laughed about it, actually laughed in a television interview!).
- And how about your role in fomenting conflict in Libya, Syria, and Haiti, and your false accusations of Russia, and your apologies and excuses for Israel.
And on and on and on.
See my point, Hillary?
People should be aware that you are the first cabinet secretary in the history of our country who has operated with their own private server. But you did it for a reason. Lies and secrets. Secrets and lies. Every lowly government employee understands that electronic communication on government-operated computers belongs to the United States. You, Hillary Clinton, also know this, and it's why you chose to break the law, because every document written on a government device is a record and it is retrievable forever. Your voluminous documents are now irretrievable. You are answerable to no-one. You are above the law.
But guess what? You may be above the law, Hillary Clinton, but you are not above the will of the "We the People".
And that's the great thing about a democratic republic. That's the great thing about the United States of America. We got a chance to vote for another candidate.
Me? I voted for Jill Stein.
I voted for Jill Stein for the greater good of the 99.999 percent of Americans who are not the power elite and who would like to see the elites investigated and prosecuted by our next U.S. Attorney General.
I pray that Trey Gowdy is that guy — the next U.S. Attorney General.
He's got your number, Hillary. Congressman Gowdy has had your number ever since you came before his committee: the House Committee on Oversight and Government Reform.
Trey Gowdy doesn't buy your bullcrap. Your boutique party of political correctness and false outrage and social engineering will fall flat in his court. Your Super PACSs won't be able to buy you a pardon. You'll have to check your privilege at the door.
No one will be there to help you. Oprah, Lady Gaga, Madonna, Katy Perry, Beyonce and Jay Z, Sigourney Weaver, Meryl Streep, Sarah Silverman, President Barack Obama, Sen. Elizabeth Warren, Amy Schumer, RuPaul, Lena Dunham, George and Amal Clooney, Kim Kardashian, and all the rest of those rich and beautiful people — they're taking the next limo home.
Nope. You're goin' down, Hillary.
Call it the revenge of the average working man and woman.
God Bless America.
JUST IN FROM GAINSVILLE
One Mo' Time
Please know that on Thursday November 17th, I am arriving at the Gainesville, Florida airport, and will then proceed to Zen Hostel, where I've reserved a room until December 1st. Some of my longer term friends are wondering just what is the matter with me, for even giving a darn at all any more about the political situation of total confusion in the United States of America. And you know what? I understand their being flummoxed that I did not simply retire when in Honolulu recently, selflessly lounging in the surf at Waikiki Beach, and writing my poems. At 67, maybe I've just hopped over the proverbial edge! Then again, one has to be a little bit obsessed to defend the planet earth from the postmodern assault; certainly until Divine Intervention takes over. Right? So here we are. Tonight, the J20 protest of the 2016 presidential inauguration is unscripted. Being as how this is in Washington D.C., I know that the global ecology will NOT be significantly represented. With grudging respect for the general efforts of professional dissenting groups, I further assume that all of the ire will be about themselves being cut out of the deal (a li'l Donald Trump joke there), so I ask you straightforwardly: are you interested in putting together an Earth First! frontline radical environmental statement at the January 20, 2017 presidential inauguration at the Capitol building (and elsewhere as is appropriate) in the district? We need ALL of the latent spiritual mojo and creativity there is for this. There isn't going to be another opportunity, folks. This is it. Cool?
Craig Louis Stehr