InstaPunk Returns

I have a new policy. Not boasting. Just a statement of fact. Nobody can do what I do, at incredible speed. I started this at 10:30 pm, Jan 25. I’m not claiming to be a seer or a deliverer, just the one who got given the curse of Cassandra, right but not believed by anybody, not even his most devoted intimates.  My prediction. Trump will win after his martyrdom. But it will be a vey bloody victory. He may win the election. Here’s music for that. I really am the “expert” on right music.  When you need to remember why*… Follow your nose. Yeah. We win. Eventually. Revisionist history has it the Battle of New Orleans was a waste; the Brits  had already signed a peace treaty. Except their paper was like the  paper  we see today. The peace came when the news reached Parliament  that  the  Yanks had a stone killer for a General. Best reason yet proffered for Sherman’s March to the Sea. Blow up  the stuff people are fighting over. Save lives tomorrow and the day after. Four years of dead guys

  Here they all are, smiling in more felicitous days. What they really are in the context of CHYOS . In the wake of the anonymous leak of the Roe decision  and the attempted assassination of Bret Kavanaugh. So of course they pronounced themselves unable to identify  which SCOTUS clerk was responsible for the leak. Mostly they did not much. No cases accepted regarding election fraud,  multiple lawfare outrages against Trump, or suits seeking stoppage of   The massive unlegislated federal lawlessness at the border. When necessary, they interceded directly for Biden  and the DOJ, as when they stayed an order for the  feds to stop censoring social networks. Cool. Otherwise they were conspicuously quiet in their giant mausoleum of Justice. Until the border became a constitutional flashpoint… …when the court finally had to stand up and be counted… In case you wanted to know who voted to kept Texas from stemming the tidal wave of illegal immigrants, federal vaccine mandates, the drugs and hum

A soul needs exercise, especially when confronting turbulent times in life. It needs to stretch wide, dig deep, unify the mind by way of the many senses we are born with. Music is the perfect soul exercise. Here’s a collection, without explanation, in no particular order, which means you’re free to pick your own. Hang on to this link. Come back at intervals. Don’t be afraid to stretch or dig. Being afraid is the very worst state of being. Time to overcome it and breathe again. Maria Callas, Un Bel Di: Gershwin, Rhapsody in Blue: Tom Waits, Hold On: Chopin, Nocturne Op. 9, No. 2: Duke Ellington, Mood Indigo: Ry Cooder, Crossroads: Rachmaninov, Sym 2, Adagio: Copland, Appalachian Spring: Nina Simone, Sinnerman: Celtic Woman, Coast of Galicia: Mozart, Clarinet Concerto in A Major: Gorecki, Symphony of Sorrowful Songs: Rolling Stones, Heaven: Johnny Cash, Redemption Day: Maria Callas, La Bohème: Miles Davis/John Coltrane, Kind of Blue: Mozart, Marriage of Figaro: Otis Redding, These Arms o

Is that a bullet hole? Or a black hole? It’s complicated. We don’t like complicated. If you can’t say it in a tweet or a 30 second sound bite on teevee, don’t waste our time. I remember some decades ago when it was a great joke one year that USA Today had just won a Pulitzer Prize for “Best Investigative Paragraph.’ These days any argument that requires research, in-depth analysis, and careful piecing together of the people and partisan positions involved is easily dismissible as conspiracy theory, most likely by right wing fascist liars. Why don’t we like complicated? That’s simple enough. We don’t like complicated because we can’t do it anymore. By the time we get to school we’re already too dumb to acquire the kind of critical thinking skills needed to navigate ‘complicated,’ and the philosophy of education now in place has adapted by ceasing any attempt to teach critical thinking skills or provide the base of historical information and learning that used to make investigative repo