Those Not Facing Themselves

    People figure history down to the fact is what people throw away for their conveniences. The conspiracies of interactions require tolerations that pivot us through many cross-purposes, however right or wrong. I was raised to pocket trash till thrown away as my father asked my mother to tell me. (Elton John Sidebar: A tradition a Guy and Astronaut Genius generously kept paving in my path.) 

    The Giant MESS is on all of us and especially me. Absolutely last soul meant to sacrifice for our universes. And that, quite frankly, as the SOULLESS Big (America lapel-ed) Idiot relies upon to mean representing not bothering to differentiating anything means we're all easily replaced. Plus GOD damn me I face perpetually. Damning me? Believe me. Finding out I get to actually carry the cross and manifest carrying humanity's parted souls, never really occurred to me in that way. My mother the child you'll never get anywhere if you believe that. So. Figured out the meaning of Christ's sacrifice before meeting JK in my office at five. As my real family knows, it was really all about finding out what's wrong with all of us. 

    Pretending to be as popular as GOD, Military Idolatry, continues in the manifested WORLD WAR III in Ukraine, as well as elsewhere fighting relies on allowing the manipulators' surviving their internal feuding. So why don't we insure Ukraine keeps feeds us northern heathens again one more time, again and again and again ... because as anyone can tell you a reviving Ukraine doesn't need to waste Russian planted money on a Biden. Similar nonsense behind Dumpster Drones meeting with ill equipped informers structured on manufacturing nonsense motivates investigators to leave us criminals alone. Hence the look of photo-shop surrounding the loser needing sex with a porno star scenario for fulfillment. Yet America's shown the disgraced part of what our country's real forefathers and mothers saw in the Whitey motivations precisely defined two-faced. Not wanting history known is these losers belief anything's hidden from historical awareness. Lyndon Johnson, you bet. Threw himself on Vietnam because the Military Industrial Complex structured in HELL didn't intend to give up rule till spoiling the whole world reached completion in the selfish belief Apocalypse Now was meant to be all about how Hell or Heaven made a difference when extinguishing the soul was never GOD's purpose represented in Tucker Carlson present imaginary isn't that just swell hibernating in Maine pretending what he thinks isn't bound for what his sou's already imagined for him as a personal HELL. Maybe a phone call to the Kremlin might help. Desperation round there's been a confusion ever since, as I've explain, ruling became a tool for escaping after. You, Rupert, don't care, all your moves. I don't believe there's anywhere in the world I couldn't be arrested now where good people reside and the Mar-a-Lago Idiot pretends it's just a game he can deny as checkered because criminals bought up his Empire long before, boo hoo, he. Money every-which-away except community. For the secretive belief in the property of the just enough of us few. 

    GOD damned History of needing to rule UKRAINE for no other reason than idiots proper for no other reason than being confused. Why a Colonel Srilenko in a noel encapsulating what a ruler defines as his appeal means the holes are revealed. Powerful people don't want to let go for no other reason than not wanting to let go. That smirk, President Putin. Your move? Your goal? Mine, down below my defang getting the world past centuries of mediocrity. Your move? Picture this pho-op down below Vladimir. I can imagine how you're used too. But unravelling the idiocy not even the great Soviet-Russian could do. And you're a disgrace blaming Gorbachev for anything that was forced on him to comprise in the understood KGB belief their tyrannies structure could manage ruining both real capitalism and socialism too. You have money BE A BANK, or got to HELL. But think, no government is challenging you on this. Just an Elder Adult, who, as little kid his father would;dn't let me leave the table without understanding I'm in this to get everyone of this. A HERO IN ONE SECOND. We're living through HELL, now. See if you can be the pivoted KING/MASTER QUEEN propped on a throne. As you can see below, YOUR MOVE and well, I warned people not to think about ending the use of the bicycle in the commercial space and go to  if you need this PUBLIC BILLBOARD traced. Still your move, I imagine ...   

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You know the representing Western Christian values is the real kicker.   

    The Warden at the Penitentiary Estate Mar-a-Lago, he sliced off to further distort the success for family members. Making it up in excess success as was the similar Hitler hysteria plan. Hitler formed by a father building the eccentricsought power over neighborhood kids paying war. look at him How is it not true of Hitler? Bogus _ss too. Thing is the crooks reteach other hand.What evidence doesn't any State have if they wanted to give it a shot.And capitalists said communists were defended against socialists needing capitalist cooperation and all a mess more people will have clues about as LESS NONSENSE RULES. http://hammerandcyclemessengerservice.com

    Your deals Allies of Rupert Murdoch's Friends Machines? Trust only who you trust to manipulate so far. See how far the scheme ripped through America designing the Stateless wonders unable two focus their loyalists on nothing other than tyrranies plain with firecrackers in North Korea. Perfect photo-op Globular Shining Big Oil Scheme. And why exactly did America need to see so brilliantly what undermined generations. How true, Hitler was manufactured and so the Mar-a-Lago Warden and who knows how many schemes devise the unnaturalness of a chemical-less advertisement for the money's owned by all the men. It wasn't precisely that prostitution as schemed to fit economic need was entirely wrong. Just that how the Mayflower Madam showed, that men always owned is the delusion from HELL THAT THE DUMPSTER and Friends epitomize all wrong. The end. Warden, taking out the trash is your duty as long as you stay to the prison ground you manufactured for yourself. Maybe a wall to protect the abused women separate from you. I'll ask. Hey Roger Stone Peacock Parade? You cook? Because the deliberate nightmare you two concocted to hide behind charades, eventually good people will feel was all just for show. That's right, can't get to first here anymore blaming JESUS CHRIST for men contriving the nonsense of whore to the deliberate satisfaction of meaningless selfishness. Ah scoreboard me,, judgement 0 so what. Ya'll ran and running much more's just wasting proper people's time as was the deliberate intention of armies learning to cooperate and generate the next war. The Luce Empire fabricated the China -Taiwan divide between megalomaniacs and frustrated the world continuing a capitalism circumventing the top to down below. Can't care what Nancy and Ronnie admitted. They lied here and the devastation really shows. But then small town here to Hollywood stars, the kids couldn't help but know. Maureen the older with her fun at the show and kids knew there were compromises with people bent on proper opportunity and proper prices be calculated from the show. Telephone prices define communication in financial terms of affordability and eventually FOX'S FRIENDS to o confused to apprehend anything but how good to know ancestors' sins can be faced. If only the ruthless found they're really history's worst ever known. I'm not in jail yet, the most direct words possible in GO TO HELL have been accused of you idiots feeling it best to not bother with my soap box stand all alone. Weak appearance, you'd think. Even the knight Sean can't face what he means to me. So for none of the idiots can. 

... mar-a-lago, your deal. Idiot. ... make believe you wouldn't have shot me with the chance. Imagine the racist Sheriff and Elizabeth tied themselves in knots not facing having to lose. GOD wins, abandoned souls lose. Fairly clear as many found through the books. 

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Political Momentum

If I can't say what anyone might be afraid to hear. 

I have no business writing The Soapbox View.

A little tune to read to from the Jingoistic Nationalism By Every And All Means is The World's Biggest Flaw of All Catalogue. 

Well here we are as usual. Where the more stably unstable the most powerful are, the more the world is misled to believe that power in our names is pure patriotism and not really that far out of whack. The Ukraine debate has been fashioned such that 

President Putin is characterized as on the simple path of ruthless nationalism. OK, but barriers are rising to curb that goal in Ukraine so now there's this pseudo short-term appearance militarism is on hold. Except, as noted before, and William J. Broad pointed out in The New York Times, Sunday, May 18, 2014, In Taking Crimea, Putin Gains A Sea Of Fuel Reserves. Why would Russia want all of Ukraine's problems when their profit is primarily concerned with supplying the world's owners who were so darn contentedly complacent over-polluting the planet, they have held back our progress both environmentally and economic? Shareholders my ___! Bait and switch psuedo-conservative hysteria for simple-minded market-share when it's past time people woke to the mess financial circulation remains because of petty political jargon. Can't pour oil across the US from Canada? President Putin could drill tubes underground anywhere he wants so who's driving now? 

How can powerful disinterested self-interests face the truth? By everyone taking responsibility so we somehow also find how to put on hold the demonizing of this poor wealthy man, Vladimir Putin, who's just a Chester pounding his chest atop the tip of a darn cold iceberg. Soapbox View The associations of individuals (hey) conspiring to funnel the world's financial flow instead of letting it go for everyone. Getting ourselves beyond this contrived lazy worked-up nonsense of blaming a lazy economic class for not having more access to opportunity because there really is a massive cornering of wealth away from where it could more righteously flow. For example: The New York Times, Sunday May 18, 2014, by Elizabeth Rosenthal, Medicine's Top Earners Are Not the M.D.s examines the numbers of how the business of medicine was actually coerced from the actual practitioners in The Medical Industrial Complex. Soapbox View

As criminal as legally stealing health care and blaming the public has been, let's address the other charade - the 21St Century precedent set by former President George W. Bush inserting jingoistic self-righteousness into the cyclically misunderstood holy war of revenge over all of our one Allah/God. So of course following that Chester-ish lead, why shouldn't any nation assert sovereignty across borders? Any revolutionary carry out violence against women when power for its' own sake is the real worshipped evil. Sure. The toughest can always win but no mere mortal can just assert they're right and be correct. 

CIVILIZATION'S HIGHEST CALLING? 

The point is critics will criticize and compliment ANY statesmanship. But where was President Putin supposed to learn civilized law and order is not a decree? From George the Grinner's post-presidential interview comfortably facing his daughter? (It's ok honey, detractors are just nobodies.)

Image makers? It's like no one has to give a da_n. Claiming to let history decide? No one besides actual terrorists deserves that. No shame? Believe me. I'd prefer to write around this opinion and not offend sycophants. But this is my country too and I feel the shame of your cohort of bandwagon jumpers' satisfaction as mere manipulators. Apologize, or whine to God. Your choice. 

If George W. Bush apologized would that get the ball rolling? Because politics shouldn't just be the art of using people. As wild as it sounds, South Africa's Truth and Reconciliation Commission is a perfect precedent for the position the whole world is in. Not just Russia, Mr. Presidents.  

Everyone Has Real Choices?

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I apologize for my redundancy concerning this topic. I'd prefer to not offend law abiding citizens. But these three films confront the immorality of the

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Jack Herer - The Emperor Wears No Clothes

Sanjay Gupta "systematically misled" Interview

Moral Totems Should Be Risen To, Not Fallen From?
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So where's President Obama's criticism? 
Isn't recognizing all politicians blow in the wind enough? 

The Soapbox View Satirical Twist pursues the 

Twin Legacies Andy Rooney and I.F. Stone?

Everyone Has Real Choices?

     I met someone once who wondered if anyone has a real choice the way something fell in his lap. I said, "Happy Holidays" as we shook hands across what he called my "well-appointed desk."
     My meteoric career had only just begun. But his comment confirmed he'd probably never exchanged compliments across any level of executive's desk before. Slightly amusing me so I interviewed him with interest in his life because there was no pressure. I already knew I wasn't giving him any job. 
     His spur-of-the-moment suit didn't fit as he'd apparently neglected an even short inspection by the executive who'd recommended he fill our equal-opportunity quota of dead-beat white guys. I repeated it to myself like a mantra. I'm not giving him any job. But the form had to be filled out straight from the potential hiree's mouth, so to speak. Regulations can trump custom sometimes.
     I was also curious if there was a real reason for Herb's recommendation. Because the story around the office was he was caught walking the halls unescorted. Supposedly looking for Herb. But our receptionist said she had just stepped away for a moment. A real scene. Eileen was offended and confronted the messenger about his not waiting at the front desk at all. Taking extreme liberty. There was yelling about calling security. Then Herb came back, smiling as always, and recognized the package and courier and covered with "the smart-aleck" was just mimicking him. While the lawyers got their kick out of the commotion, laughing in their stern, consistently ticking, billable hours way. 
     Consequently companies remember how money disappears. Even our president had to be told about that lost half-hour. So it was a little shock when Herb recommended for our mailroom, this particular bike messenger. Who probably cut his own hair and shaved as if it didn't matter. And sat forward in his seat complimenting my "well appointed desk" and effusively thanking me "for this opportunity." 
     Everyone's polite in interviews. I said, "You're welcome. Everyone has something to offer. So. Let's find out what you're capable of here." I soon raised my eyes from his application asking, "You graduated high school, but left college without graduating? It appears you stayed long enough. Five years? Why didn't you finish?"
     He said, "It sounds arrogant."
     Which made me smile, so I said, "Then tell me, by all means. Arrogance is business' most interesting part." 
     He officially stopped smiling and said, "Well. I always wanted to be an historian. But at the precipice, from my student's perspective, professors are required to periodically publish quality which is daunting. When I learned I wanted to write something like Russia's Nineteenth Century novelists who influenced the revolutionary Twentieth Century." 
     I wanted to say uh huh. But in my position said, "Intriguing. And how is that project working out?" 
     He shrugged and there's a lesson. Even if it's your answer, don't shrug your shoulders in a job interview.   
     I said, "Let's move on. I see you've been a bike messenger for a decade?"
     "Courier," he said.
     I said, "What's the difference?" 
     He said, "Professionally it's very significant for some people. Couriers carry packages that's commerce. While messengers carry messages people prefer not to deliver themselves."
     Maybe that's what Herb thought? He could communicate directly with messengers. Correctly citing their delivering what we didn't have to ourselves. But giving up a degree to pretend to be a Russian novelist? It was doubtful he could communicate with anyone. Because so far his only duty was to impress me and he'd failed, miserably. Plus since I'd pre-judged him unsuitable anyway, I was ready for him to leave and cut the interview short. I said, "You've been with three courier companies. Any reason to fire you?"
     He just grinned without volunteering an answer. I said, "Something amusing?"
     He said, "Yes and no. What happened scared the crap out of me. So technically it wasn't amusing and I wasn't actually fired. Technically."
     Relating I asked what the technicality was so his review of me would be I was polite. But, seeing nothing in his application, I said, "This is just conversation to learn from. Companies hiring and firing aren't often born of incidents." I wondered if he caught I meant his interview was a lark? 
     But he ignored me, reflecting, then just started in. "In 1986 I was technically fired," he said. "A dislocated disc in my back probably irritated me and I forgot I was asked a few months before to make sure this specific delivery went smoothly without a hitch."
     So the applicant was giving me a story when I distinctly just asked for an explanation. Then he just stared over my shoulder out my window. Ignoring my whole facial expression telling him to just wrap it up. His commitment was to explaining in my office what seemed to gain steam from his staring harder out the window as if his listening was as important as mine. 
     He said, "I'd made my central location an area of Madison Avenue in the vicinity of Rockefeller Center at 49th Street. Lately I wait for work at the New York Public Library at 40th and Fifth. But back then, 49th and Madison was my spot. Tragically I liked carrying this particular company's correspondence. The telephone in the lobby of their office building is an art installation and the company is The Carnegie Corporation, no less. The philanthropy built by the fortune of Andrew Carnegie who practiced the policy of paying workers less, when he could afford more, because workers would just drink more alcohol to their detriment. In retrospect not really what expanding capitalism is about. But the benevolent Carnegie Corporation has contributed to bettering discrepancies. I got to ride the elevator from their floor to the first, alone with the famous journalist Charlayne Hunter-Gault. I embarrassingly asked if she was really herself and she said she was and pronounced her name and, well, it really was a very nice introduction." 
     I was waving both a pencil and pen, ready to be rude too and intrude. 
     He said, "It was morning. I'm hanging around not making money because my back is bad. If you can't keep the pace no one is giving you money. So I'm no smooth operator but the beeper beeps and I'm given this special delivery and right away I lose it thinking some big deal dropped in my lap. My dispatcher asked if I was clear about what I was doing." 
     He sighed but still beat me to speaking and said, "I told the dispatcher Michael, 'Yes, I was clear.' But really, I somehow forgot I'd been asked earlier to deliver this specific envelope without a hitch. I was already there waiting so I took time to write a poem to where the envelope was going. The sanctioned country of South Africa did not have a Permanent Mission to the United Nations then. But they had an office on 46th Street between First and Second Avenues. A nice building I guess they sold because the South African Mission is on East 38th Street near First Avenue now. 
     "When I picked up the package from The Carnegie Corporation, the African-American woman I received the package from, second-guessed sending it with me because I said something about doing the right thing. But I reassured her and I don't think I was lying telling her it would be okay, nothing would go wrong."  
     He saw me look at my watch and continued as if the clouds outside were all he needed following him. He said, "Well, apartheid like religious war are bad traditions. I wrote five copies of the poem before picking up from Carnegie. I walked right in South Africa's first-floor office entrance after I imagine I was buzzed in. But I don't remember that detail, except it felt like I just waltzed right in the perfectly sized Reception Area without room for requiring crowd control." 
     He smirked. "I really had no way of thinking through what I was doing. I went to the Front Desk bullet-proof partition and put the envelope in the trough with the poem on a small piece of paper. The room was how I'd thought it would be with a table lamp and couch, so I backtracked circling the room placing copies of the poem until before reaching the two chairs the powerful South African official's voice stopped me declaring, 'What is this?'
     "Unbelievable. I was just trying to seriously convey racism should end without violence. There was bounce in my step back to the window where I pleaded, 'Come on. I didn't mean to sound mean. It's just time. You just have to stop the violence.' 
     "He said what I did would not be taken lightly and I'd lose my job and he wouldn't take the package. I wouldn't stop smiling and he said I'd done a very bad thing interfering where I don't belong. He had me pick up the other poems while the whole time I'm apologizing for the extreme voice I used in the poem. It was the poem that made me beg. The act was supposed to be about acceptance and tolerance but the poem lacked any sentiment. I was apologizing profusely how sorry I was, please. I didn't mean to sound so mean, it's just, I said, 'I meant to emphasize how rude callous is. You have to stop the cycle of revenge.' 

     "But what I wrote was,

Black backs brought your wealth from the ground.

Black backs enabled your wealth to grow beyond profound.

Give back their ground and get out of town.

     "South Africa actually kept the package but the man at the desk promised it wouldn't be opened and I never returned to The Carnegie Corporation again. When I left the building a female and male New York City Police Officer stopped and questioned me. Patting me down they found my wide back-brace belt which caused them a short alarm. But somehow my numb smiling calmed the officers and I explained my bad back problem probably caused my frustration inside that the cops said 'happens all the time.'
     "Hence why I was asked to deliver that package without a hitch dawned on me. Knowing next I'd face my ruthless boss. No one ever yelled at me like him."
     He sighed again and said, "Everyone acted their roles and my boss didn't fire me but I've never set foot in The Carnegie Corporation again. Turned out the package was paperwork for Archbishop Desmond Tutu's visa to the United States that was a prickly issue for them in their efforts to stem worldwide sentiment. And I'd broken my boss' word. I should have recused myself. Because not only had I ridden in the elevator once with a civil rights icon, Charlayne Hunter-Gault. But when I was around maybe five years old, I was dressed up with two other guys as The Three Kings to sing the hymn before the whole church. Before while preparing our robes in our Sunday School classroom a kid in the back said I was the black one. And not only that. My home I was raised in was an African-American funeral home in a white neighborhood whose mortgage paid for my university education. And after hearing Reverend Ralph Abernathy speak at my school he stepped from the aisle down my row to shake my hand and we said some things. Apparently I forgot a lot and moved on bare instinct. Even though I had no choice I still feel a little grateful South Africa reconciled so however insignificant my interference was the dream is above sabotage." 

     Then he stood and shook my softly offered hand and walked to the door concluding, "Underneath all the publicity, history is mostly a big oh well. But how long is civilization meant to just sit on the precipice?" And left winking, singing, "Not your stepping stone." 

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