Still unyielding to the concept absolute power causes him appear to be a dictator, Russian President Vladimir Putin announced his officially appointed Cabinet, semi-officially transferring government power from his parliamentary to re-assumed Presidential seat as The New York Times and Reuters report everything is the same as per usual.
Though half the Cabinet changed some clearly retain roles within their associations of friends that control those ministries.Igor I. Sechin is giving up the deputy prime minister post, but is expected to remain a pivotal figure in large energy negotiations. Meanwhile no one related to the dissident movements was chosen thereby affirming few if any were considered.
President Putin did not attend a weekend G8 summit at American President Obama’s Camp David because of preparations for today’s announcement in Moscow that technically were returning Prime Minister Medvedev’s job. Though that split of responsibilities was seen to emphasize President Putin’s power over the Prime Minister, this could be more about how overall powerful the president is. Maybe he just didn’t want to fly to America, and prove anything to anyone anymore. Visiting Camp David just meant being bothered by others that want something from him. After all what’s the polished publicity behind Prime Minister Medvedev for?
The Ministry of Culture went to Vladimir Medinsky, a pop histories of the Soviet Union author and chest-thumping advocate of patriotic education. A gallery owner Marat Guelman mused on Ekho Moskvy radio that “the ministry of culture could turn into a ministry of propaganda.”
Ah, we miss the good old days until we get them and we’re still not satisfied. As with today’s cake icing that Mr. Putin has not yet announced his own Kremlin staff, known as the Presidential Administration. He probably wants to see how the recent shakeup of internal alliances settles before making those critical choices.
Like who’s in charge of taking out the trash? With so many assorted pieces to keep in place how does one man control the entire board? Authoritarianism. Certainly. Mr. Putin should prove he’s more mature than that.
5/21/2012
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Putin Cabinet Picked From Associates That Ruled Russia All Along
5/21/2012 concluded: Like who’s in charge of taking out the trash? With so many assorted pieces to keep in place how does one man control the entire board? Authoritarianism. Certainly. Mr. Putin should prove he’s more mature than that.
January 11, 2016
Yeah right. President Putin's picking up his pace attending to the roots of Russia's inequalities. Take the pacifier out of the public's mouths and get started and stop imitating this clown playing czar.
Obnoxiousness Is the New Charisma
by Frank Bruni in The New York Times
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David. Iman, my sorrow for you. My shy side misses you. And now with your husband's passing, who I never met, except, you know, in photos and sound. I miss him too, but more for you. Last night I first heard the new release Lazarus where he sings,"in heaven." It was so nice that while thinking heaven on earth after the song. My wife entered the kitchen from the office remarking how remarkable the song sounded. Just like people to play the hits today, and your husband left a special one for all.
by Frank Bruni in The New York Times
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David. Iman, my sorrow for you. My shy side misses you. And now with your husband's passing, who I never met, except, you know, in photos and sound. I miss him too, but more for you. Last night I first heard the new release Lazarus where he sings,"in heaven." It was so nice that while thinking heaven on earth after the song. My wife entered the kitchen from the office remarking how remarkable the song sounded. Just like people to play the hits today, and your husband left a special one for all.
"Your friend," CMF
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Morality's Not A Threat?
Morality's Not A Threat?
How about dissecting this El Chapo example from inside-out? Not just pass off the reality of Mr. Guzmán's claim environment raised him. The immorality behind creating the Criminal Enterprise System that blames others for the necessity to protect everyone is delusional scapegoating and ploy of every form of tyranny limiting our ability to solve crises rather than malignantly thriving on withstanding tragedy. Crime is simple. Ours' a real farce.
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Ya notice, whether anyone could see profit from this, or not, that conservatives say liberals say conservatives are what liberals say conservatives say what liberals say conservatives say liberals mean conservatives mean liberal means as if it's almost the other's utter cluelessness that's what's right about what they're wrong about even when they're both right about being wrong they're right? Still it's a world class mind funk going on when public discourse is so ruled by cliché. Senator Ryan you jargon modifying politician you. Your move. You could suggest Hilary Clinton might consider what office she'd attempt to name Senator Sanders' appointment to if she were elected. Rather than allow the idea to blow in the political wind as well with other new Johnny One Note trills?
Life's not a bargain and neither is its' clean up and why someone's always cleaning up whether we are or not. No? Inspired not to work? Someone that lazy isn't the problem. And so it goes.
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Is this story for forcing un-faced discomfort. Not just awful and awkward, but, downright shameful things a writer's role's to uncover after the truth. So once upon a time a, short, sickly at birth, youngster nicknamed Happy, by his parents, because he always seemed to laugh as a baby, turned into an uncommonly, arrogantly, ambitious child. Except for his extreme shyness around girls that developed due to his being overwhelmed by the extreme pulchritude of everyone of the female persuasion in his hometown.
So it was then, on this one particular day that he went to the home where all the neighborhood kids went to play sports and tag that would last hours. Even being an occasion for the last time his father spanked him when kids convinced him to continue playing hide-and-seek after the streetlights came on that was his time to go home and his father met him on the path running home, behind the neighbor's house, and grabbed his right arm and walloped his behind. After which telling his mother the episode was too violent and he never hit Happy again and they went back to the system where Happy'd feel too terrible defying his parents making that punishment enough. Being treated as a child was not really how a young man who had to grow up fast should be treated.
But on this other particular day the older boys decided, as was their inclination, to exclude Happy and so they had him hang around by the garage with a dog that belonged to one of the other boys and he was warned not to be friendly with the pet because the dog could get ornery. So literally four decades before his eventual wife would say all dogs are good and feed them even candy, if that's all there was available, to the most vicious fenced up guard dogs, Happy decided he'd be friendly as the dog was to him too. Except when the dog bit him and he cried and the boys came, not startled but telling him he'd been warned and the episode became hilarious when Happy screamed he'd have the owners sued for their dog's being allowed to have such a disposition.
Well. At home his mother medicated the wound and calmed him down and the next day was told of her being called by that county's Sheriff to make sure he was okay as the dog belonged to him and his son. Fascinatingly enough, for Happy, during his early high school years one of the nicest people towards him was a cousin of theirs whose father also went on to become that county's Sheriff.
Now. (See Sheriff link for the dog's owner's tyrannical history.) These facts are not being recounted as an act of revenge or to sound more properly moral in light of the racist atmosphere that permeated that town as the first black person in Happy's school didn't occur till his fifth grade year over a decade after that grossly, preposterously, racist nonsense had been allowed to permeate the spiteful culture for a century after the supposed ending of that cultural nonsense that had been theoretically put in its' proper place.
Needless to say the young world conqueror had to be educated to the fact his parents considered not moving there because of the actions of that particular Sheriff who was literally on record as having ruled that county with an iron racist fist. So he must act accordingly and not unsafely push that man.
So. If readers wonder why I apparently don't care who or what authority I stand up to as a writer, defying their power to disregard me? There's two reasons.
1. Free Speech.
2. I'm not a child anymore and will push satire's envelope limitlessly for the result that this world truly faces Allah/God believing everyone's your chosen people.
Link to church where when preparing to sing
We Three Kings before the whole congregation,
another child responded, "Happy's the black one."
We Three Kings before the whole congregation,
another child responded, "Happy's the black one."
So 3. My name's Charles Malcolm Fraser and I don't care what peaceful means anyone finds unnecessary for me to "misguidedly" use. Because I've had it with the lot of this world's excuse ridden, riddled, racist nonsense. George W. Bush you better g__ d___ed well apologize for claiming the right to perpetrate cycles of violent revenge in God's name because I think you're the example to make from your claim this racist nonsensical holy war/jihad bull-crap is and was your responsibility to to end through its' pursuit. This constant military solution when anyone with a clue can see Isis' children were born of you and your co-horts MISTAKES. Pragmatic? I confront you as a liar. Allah/God have mercy on your and Dick Cheney and all your other false brethren neocons' souls for perpetrating the continuation of this godawful bloody mess, cycle of revenge, you hypocrite of the lowest order. I actually don't believe God/Allah needs a revenge of that magnitude and maybe it's reserved for me. But my dare is you apologize or go to Hell. Thank Allah/God's judge because there's not enough time in the world for me to care to listen to another of your excuses.
Uh. See? Turned out I wasn't just after Sheriff McCall's legacy after all. I'm just a sarcastic s.o.b. What can I say, the world's an oyster irritating the hell out of me?
Uh. See? Turned out I wasn't just after Sheriff McCall's legacy after all. I'm just a sarcastic s.o.b. What can I say, the world's an oyster irritating the hell out of me?
As of 9:10 AM Eastern Standard Time, Tuesday, September 17th, 2019, there's been no sufficiently acceptable world-wide public apology from former American President, George W. Bush. Sure. Presidential Candidates, and commercial track pundits, may excuse your critical mistakes to appeal to percentages of opinion while this complaint-ant is just a sarcastic Soapbox View. But! In lieu of no emphatic sincere apology, you, because the buck stopped with you and your responsibility for people's further lost perspective on why revenge is wrong. Please, really help. Not appease various angers that don't stop. Suck it up. You were swept up by history. The future needs to break from the crap. And that's that.
(Edit - 8/22/19)
And freaking? Yes freaking North Korea's playing with weapons. The crises established by the pathological sense of ruling war that's acted upon as if it's actually not known where they could have possibly gotten defeatist ideas like this from. C'mon. Can't everyone say hypocrite? That would be some bandwagon to jump off, eh?
Speaking of which, this morning, radio covered Governor "Gateway" Cuomo of New York's announcement, yesterday January 10th, endorsing a prison education program to be paid for from "criminal forfeitures." From upon his Criminal Enterprise System pulpit. When until the façade's dissected and remedied, this creation of a broad wide spectrum of criminality to protect the public from attacking itself is no more and no less than culturally scapegoating sin.
Because what I heard was ratification Saturday morning from a Corporation For Public Corporate Broadcasting commentator who balanced Pablo Guzman's defense, saying, still, he was "subverting the rule of law here." While reality remains unfazed by the rule of law's subverting the rule of law even the Supreme Court can face but facetious corruption of the economics can't? Law would have protected us already. Let go of this financial forest's façade so history's evolution doesn't remain so critically flawed. Police, the umpires are supposed to be on everyone's side. ... .
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History's More Than Understanding Tradition
11,000 Cuban migrants. Senator Rubio needs to get off his anti-Castro revenge pulpit and participate in economically kick-starting the island that really at this point comes before running for any presidency. Because the cause of Yankee exploitation of Cuba does not need redeeming. And no matter how much sycophantic hoo-haw praise you can raise? God knows. Good luck with that. Everyone knows the answer's always how money flows. Shouldn't be the problem.
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100 Character Celebrity Sighting
Traditionally this comment would appear towards the bottom right where there's a 100 character description of crossed paths with celebrities since New York's where a lot work etc., so paths do cross. But this celebrity crossing defies a 100 character description as simple as it sounds. So, locking my bike to a parking meter and, just before putting the lock around the pole, and between the front wheel and spokes, a black car pulls up beside the parked cars and I recognize a beard exiting, and having a five-year-old time of it getting his companion out of the backseat. So I remember this guy, close to right away, because a decade back, and probably just months before he became a bigger household name, I'd carried a package from his managing company to a record company on lower Fifth Avenue. I can't recall how I saw his name other than I never look inside so his name was outside. So he's got me grinning as he exists and carts his charge over the curb past me to go in St. Bartholomew's and we parted with like a nod. Then, at least an hour later, I walk up to unlock my bike and bending over, glance seeing him to my left about to saunter past with his child. Recognizing one another, from before, Steve Earle does his hey how you doin, and I reply good and ask how he's doin, and he says oh alright while tugging the kid along back up the street to a waiting SUV. Mr. Earle's, The New York Times, April 12, 2016, The Other Side of Merle Haggard, essay.
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