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  • Trump Nondisclosure

    Posted on June 28th, 2020 cwmoore No comments

    This is straight from Daily KOS and as every right wing sycophant, religious or otherwise, knows it is to be opposed per the orders of “Der Furor of Purer”.

    Today we learned that Donald Trump, who is a garbage human being in literally every way it is possible for someone to be a garbage human being in, is mad at his niece for writing a mean book about him because, he says, she signed a nondisclosure agreement with him and is “not allowed” to do that. Yes, his own niece. Of course.

    Axios reports that in an interview, Trump insisted his niece, Mary L. Trump, author of the upcoming Too Much and Never Enough: How My Family Created the World’s Most Dangerous Man is “not allowed to write a book.” Evidently referring to the brutal legal fights in the family when Donald’s garbage father died, Trump said: “When we settled, she has a total […] signed a nondisclosure.” And that it is a “very powerful” nondisclosure. The one he has with his niece. Who he hates.

    So here we are in the midst of a national health crisis – Covid-19 – and he remains center stage while we die in multiple times of the yearly flu levels. What hypocrisy and hubris for a leader to disregard the constituents and suffering!


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  • The Modern World

    Posted on June 15th, 2020 cwmoore No comments

    Another slice of life for my daily diary. Alas, woe is us.

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  • IF I WERE THE DEVIL

    Posted on June 2nd, 2020 cwmoore No comments
    Pastor Bill – This week’s column is adapted from a long ago radio script by the renowned broadcaster Paul Harvey. This was the script of his broadcast on April 3, 1965.        

    If I were the devil – I mean, if I were the prince of darkness, I’d want to engulf the whole world in darkness. And I’d have most of its real estate as well as most of its population, but I wouldn’t be happy until I had seized the ripest apple on the tree: You.       

    So I’d set about, however necessary, to take over the United States. I’d subvert the churches first. I’d begin with a campaign of whispers with the wisdom of a serpent. I would whisper to you as I whispered to Eve: do as you please. To the young I would whisper that the Bible is a myth. I would convince them that man created God instead of the other way around. And the old I would teach to pray after me, “Our father which art in Washington…” 
        
    And then I’d get organized. I’d educate authors in how to make lurid literature exciting so that anything else would seem dull or non-interesting. I’d saturate TV with dirtier movies. I’d pedal narcotics to everyone I could. I’d sell alcohol to ladies and gentlemen of distinction: I’d tranquilize the rest with pills.       

    If I were the devil, I’d soon have families at war with themselves, churches at war with themselves, and nations at war with themselves, until each in its turn was consumed.  And with promises of higher ratings, I’d have mesmerizing media fanning the flames.       

    If I were the devil, I would encourage schools to refine young intellects, but neglect to discipline emotions; just let their emotions run wild. Until before you knew it, you’d have to have armed policemen, drug‑sniffing dogs and metal detectors at every school house door. 
        
    Within a decade, I’d have prisons overflowing; I’d have judges promoting pornography. Soon I could evict God from the court house, then from the school house, and then from the houses of Congress. And in his own churches I would substitute psychology for religion and deify science. I would lure priests and pastors into misusing boys and girls and church money. 
        
    If I were the devil, I’d make the symbol of Easter an egg, and the symbol of Christmas a bottle. 
       
     If I were the devil, I’d take from those who have and give to those who wanted until I had killed the incentive of the ambitious.       

    What’ll you bet I couldn’t get whole states to promote gambling as the way to get rich. I would caution against extremes and hard work, in patriotism, in moral conduct. I would convince the young that marriage is old fashioned, that swinging is more fun, that what you see on TV is the way to be, and thus I could undress you in public, and I could lure you into bed with diseases for which there is no cure.      

    In other words, if I were the devil, I’d just keep right on doing what he’s
    doing.    

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  • Posted on June 1st, 2020 cwmoore No comments

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