The head of the Trump crime family, Donald poppinJay Trump,
sits all alone upstairs in the White House watching as everyone in his life turns on him, pleading guilty to various charges. As the Trumpster sits there reflecting on the sorry circumstances of his life, he tweets endlessly.
In the back ground there is music playing…
South Carolina Governor Henry McMaster
said yesterday, “We are in a very deadly game of Chess with hurricane Florence.”
The professional liar and unindicted co-conspirator (http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/opinion/chapman/ct-perspec-chapman-trump-cohen-manafort-guilty-20180823-story.html#) in the Oval Office, Donald poppinJay Trump, when commenting on the hurricane, gave this advice, “Get out of its way. Don’t play games with it.”
I never cared for Senator John McCain
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because he was a Republican, and Tricky Dicky Nixxon was a Republican. John McCain was also a member of what has become known as the “Keating Five.” McCain was even called “The Most Reprehensible of the Keating Five.” (https://www.phoenixnewtimes.com/news/mccain-the-most-reprehensible-of-the-keating-five-6431838)
Yet there he was running for the office of POTUS. I thought even less of him when he chose Sarah Palin to be his Vice Presidential running mate, for obvious reasons, as everyone now knows. He sunk even lower after the encounter which is detailed below.
After the election, which he lost, my thinking began to change because of comments he made about his opponent during the election. Chris Matthews,
on his MSNBC show, played a video I had not seen previously a short time before Senator McCain’s recent death. I have tried, in vain, to find the video, which could have been from the Al Smith dinner, on the internet, but this one, which I had previously seen, was located:
This, in the final analysis, is the measure of the man, a good man who made mistakes, and admitted making them. Although I did not care for his politics, in the same way I did not particularly care for the politics of my Republican Mother, with whom many political discussions were held over the course of our life. I have come to feel we, the Senator and I, could have discussed politics with both of us coming away with respect for the other, even though we disagreed on many issues. One learns, and grows, upon listening to the ideas of others, even if one does not agree with those ideas.
Senator John McCain was a war hero. Because he was the son of a prominent former Navy Admiral, John McCain, after being captured, was offered early release by the North Vietnamese. He refused. Senator John McCain was an honorable man. It has galled hearing the clearly insane man who now occupies the highest office in the land, Donald PoppinJay Trump,
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make disparaging comments about Senator John McCain. PoppinJay Trump demeaned himself while attempting to demean Senator John McCain. The Trumpster did not serve his country because he had a “bone spur.” Many children of the wealthy obtained some kind of deferment for many different reasons. PoppinJay Trump is the only one I ever heard of who skated out of ‘Nam with a “bone spur.” Donald PopinJay Trump does not belong in the same room with Senator John McCain.
John McCain deserves all the accolades he will be given. The traitor Donald PopinJay Trump deserves a cell in prison.
I cannot tell you exactly when the following occurred but because it involves someone as prominent as Senator John McCain the exact date can be obtained. From has been learned from my extensive research, which includes numerous studies of my brain, I realize memory is selective. Memories can be jumbled, conflated and inflated. What is known, however, is the more emotional a memory the longer lasting it will become. I have met a president but this is the closest I have come to a Senator.
Jim Peay, the fine dispatcher at Checker Cab Company in Atlanta, Georgia, in the mid-1980’s, asked me over the radio to call him on the phone. Since I needed to come by the shop to “gas-up” with propane there was no need to make the call. CCC was always trying new things and this was the latest. When I drove for CCC during the olympics in 1996 they were using Compressed Natural Gas, usually shortened to CNG. Jim said, “Mike, Senator John McCain’s group needs to be picked-up at the Atlanta Histerical (Historical) Center (http://www.atlantahistorycenter.com/) and they need five cabs, all going to the airport. Since you are probably the only cab driver who has been to the place I want you to get there early and direct the others because there are five different pick-up points. McCain will be the last to leave so you should be able to see each one gets off. Radio me when each one leaves. You got that?!”
“Yeah, Jim, I got it,” I said. The tank was filled and immediately headed to the ‘Head…
I directed the other cabs, calling Jim each time one left. “One down, four to go!” Jim said, counting down until it was, “Four down and Bacon, YOUR’RE IT!”
There were limo’s there, but it was Buckhead; limo’s were everywhere, and I thought nothing off it because not a night went by without seeing at least one limo in action. Then the Senator appeared. I dropped the cigarette and stubbed it out. The Senator came out an unexpected door just to my upper front left side. The Senator was surrounded by people. Then someone broke off from the group and walked toward me as the Senator and his entourage continued walking straight toward the limo in front of me. “The Senator has decided to take alternate transportation,” he stated.
I was stunned speechless for about a nano second before erupting, “That will be a three dollar void fee!” The poor young fellow put his hands in his pockets, bringing them out empty. He shrugged before saying, “I don’t have any money.”
“Then you better get it from one of those wealthy people with you,” I said. He turned, walking briskly toward the group. He said something to them before returning to inform me they had no cash, either. Just as he ended Senator John McCain was entering the limo. He turned to me and raised his hand, giving me the peace sign along with a smile.
Beyond livid, I gave him the finger!
I will never forget the shocked look on his face. The others began hurriedly scrambling, some getting into the limo and others heading in different directions, double time. “You better come up with some money you cheap S.O.B. or I’ll have you arrested!” I shouted, as he backed away before turning and running toward the last car, which pulled away at a high rate of speed as soon as he entered. The door was not completely closed as they made their getaway…
As they pulled away I got into the cab and made the call to the dispatcher. “Jim,” I said, “The Senator decided to take alternate transportation.”
“What?!” came the reply.
“Yeah, and I did not even get a void fee,” I said.
“Well I’ll be goddamned,” was his reply. He added, “I don’t believe this SHIT!” What he said was a violation of FCC rules and he could have been fired for saying it on air. He was not fired because how could they have terminated the man when, after hearing the story, they would have probably said the same thing.
As I headed out of the Histerical Center Jim called me saying, “Mike, the only call I’m holding is a little old lady at a grocery store in Brookhaven.”
“I’ll take it, Jim. At least I know she will be there,” was the response.
The sweet woman was not going too far, something for which she apologized. “You do not have to apologize lady, it’s part of my job. You need to get home, don’t you?” She smiled and I told her the story of my recent encounter with “fame.” When I came to the end she said, “Good for you!”
She had a trunk load and lived on the top floor of a three story apartment, so up I went, making several trips. When the last bag was put down she opened a change purse like my grandmother used and took out a quarter. “I’m so sorry I cannot give you more,” she said.
This made me think of something Johnny Jones, an old man who had driven for Buckhead Safety since it began after World War II, said when I came into the office the first week of driving, bitchin’ because someone did not give me a tip. He looked me stright in the eye and said, “I’m happy if they just give me what’s on the meter, ’cause some of ’em don’t.”
“Ma’am,” I began, “You gave me more that a United States Senator, and for that I am grateful.” She smiled sweetly as I took my leave…
The following Monday I was called into the office, which was crowded. It was a family owned company and it looked more like a family reunion than an office. I had yet to meet some of these people because they did not often come to the place. Upon entering I was told to “sit-down.” A seat directly in front of the owner who ran the company was pointed out, so I took it. The owner looked at me and said, “Is it true you gave the finger to US Senator John McCain?”
“Yes sir,” I answered. He was quiet for a moment while staring into my eyes…”Well,” he said, “Don’t every flip-off a US Senator again.”
There was a three or four second delay until the room ERUPTED IN LAUGHTER! Then, one by one, they all shook my hand, saying things like, “I’ll be damned,” and, “If that don’t beat all,” and “I just wanted to meet the man who gave the bird to Senator John McCain!”
I was no longer driving when CCC had their fiftieth anniversary party but was invited. I was the only person in attendance who was not actually working for the company or a family member of someone who was working, or owned, the company. There was a drawing with many items given away. The last was a really nice CCC jacket. The son of the owner pulled out a slip we had signed and looked me straight in the eye. Then he turned to the supervisor, my friend TDub, handing him the paper. He drew another and it was the husband of one of the long-term employees.
TDub walked over and said, “Mike…” I cut him off. “I know it was my name Rick drew, TDub.”
“How did you know?” TDub asked.
“Because he looked right at me.”
“Well I’ll be damned,” he said. “You don’t mind?”
“No, because in his place I probably would’ve done the same.” My friend smiled.
Fast forward some years to when the Olympics were held in Atlanta. CCC had purchased many brand spankin’ new Crown Vics running on CNG, one of which was for me. Because I was a “new” driver this caused extremely hard feelings among some of the current drivers because there were not enough new taxis for every driver and every driver wanted one. Some were outraged and things were said, not only to me. One driver in particular was very vocal, causing dissension in the ranks. TDub took the man aside and gave him the facts of life. Later the man approached while putting CNG into the cab, and I feared trouble. He got right up in my face and said, “You really give the bird to Senator John McCain?” he asked.
“Yes sir, I did.”
“He extended his hand while saying, “Well I’ll be damned. If that don’t beat all…I don’t know what does!” As we shook hands he said, “I hope you can forgive me for the things I said. I didn’t know…”
“I accept your apology, sir. Now let’s go put some money in our pockets!” He grinned.
Some years ago I was watching the Jesse Ventura
program OFF THE GRID (http://www.ora.tv/offthegrid). At the time Jesse was contemplating a run for the oval office. His guest that day was none other than Donald poppinJay Trump.
The two were talking about the possibility of running for POTUS. The Trumpster said, “If I run I will win.” OK, no one ever says, “If I run I will lose,” so it was to be expected.
Tonight I was listening to Phenomenon Radio (http://kgraradio.com/phenomenon-radio/), hosted by Linda Moulton Howe,
of Earthfiles fame (http://www.earthfiles.com/). Her guest was Daniel Lizst,
host of one of my favorite internet TV programs, Dark Journalist (http://www.darkjournalist.com/). The show concerned a letter written by POTUS Richard Milhous Nixon
near the end of his Presidency as it was about to end.
“BOMBSHELL REVELATIONS CHANGE HISTORY! DARK JOURNALIST EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW!!! HUSTON PLAN COVERT INSIDER REVEALS PRESIDENT NIXON HID A TIME CAPSULE IN THE WHITE HOUSE THAT CONTAINS EXPLOSIVE ET/UFO DISCLOSURE ! THREE MEETINGS THAT CHANGE HISTORY!
In this historic Dark Journalist Episode Former Undercover Huston Plan Insider Robert Merritt steps forward for the first time ever in public reveals his Three Meetings with President Richard Nixon in a Deep Underground Location Beneath The White House! NIXON HID TIME CAPSULE WITH TOP SECRET INFORMATION IN THE WHITE HOUSE AFTER WATERGATE BREAK IN! President Nixon revealed to Merritt a Special Message that Nixon Read to him aloud before sealing it in the White House for later generations to learn the Truth. The letter contained information that the United States had obtained and had under its protection an ET Being. Scientists at Los Alamos eventually learned to communicate with the Being and developed vast knowledge from this interaction which helped them to achieve Advanced Technology and Science.” (http://www.darkjournalist.com/s-merritt.php)
During the program to which I just listened Daniel Lizst said Richard Nixon had written a letter to current POTUS Donald Trump in 1987 in which he wrote, “If you run for President you will win.”
What did Nixon know and when did he know it?!
If interested you can listen to the program at the archives when it appears at (http://kgraradioarchives.com/).
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=linda+moulton+howe
https://www.youtube.com/user/darkjournalist
The next two are audio only of last weeks program.
The headline reads:
History experts in New York Times op-ed: Trump worst president ever, Obama in top 10
This is from the USA Today, or as Louisville Lefty deprecatingly called it, the “McPaper.” It was, though, one of the newspapers to which he subscribed and used in his work. The original article can be found with this headline:
How Does Trump Stack Up Against the Best — and Worst — Presidents?
Actually, the Donald
is not “stacked up” but “stacked down.” All of the other POTUS are stacked upon Donald poppinJay Trump because he finished on the bottom as the worst POTUS in history. He is a LOSER!
From the article: “Let’s say that, according to the 170 members of the American Political Science Association’s Presidents and Executive Politics section who filled out our survey, he has at least three years to improve on an ignominious debut.”
A book currently being read, HOMELAND SECURITY ATE MY SPEECH,
by Ariel Dorfman,
caused me to reflect upon the Trumpster’s “ignominious” ranking. Obama’s (or as I came to think of him, Obummer) top-ten placing no doubt has caused the TrumPet much grief. Good, I say, because poppinJay has caused We The People much of the same! The man (and I use the word loosely) is a JOKE. Unfortunately, the joke is on US…
The book is a wonderful collection of essays written for other publications. “Time magazine calls the author a “literary grandmaster.”
In chapter eight we find the author writing a letter to the Donald as former POTUS James Buchanan,
the man the Trumpster replaced on the bottom of the list of POTUS.
“Sir,
How long have I waited for your advent, prayed for someone like you to come along? All these years, since my death in 1868, I have watched each election cycle, hoping that finally my savior would appear, a man – heaven forbid it should be a woman! – who would rescue me from my status as the worst president in the annals of the United States.
Limited as your knowledge of our past may be, surely you are aware that I have been blamed for the seccession (sic) of the Southern states in 1861, just as my term was ending. Unfairly faulted for the Civil War that ensued, I am now relieved to know that the presidency will soon be in the hands of someone who will, I am certain, go down in history as a leader who most bitterly divided the nation and undermined the foundations of our democracy.”
I have read the first two parts and it only gets better!
Armchair Warrior 