Thursday, September 10, 2015

Klownie Kar Follies Struck A Nerve

I generally shake my head and move on from the Klown Kar follies. I know what is being said but there is only so much verbal spewing that a person can stand.

I should ignore it because in another two weeks it will not matter. Damn it. This matters to me. I am a grandchild child of emancipated people.

Ignorance matters to me. The misstatements of laws, context and circumstances make me a little testy. When Klownie #1 starts talking about anchor babies I was offended, but I considered the source and went on about my business.

When Klownie #26 pipes in that he too wants to revoke birth citizenship even though his own non-resident parents gave birth to him on U.S. soil, I kept moving forward because hypocrisy has a way of kicking your own ass and it didn't need my help.

For my non-U.S. friends and acquaintances if you don't know about the Dred Scott decision by the 1857 US Supreme Court then here is the short version:

Huckabee claims that this decision is still on the books. He believes that it is still a law, just a law that we no longer follow.

My understanding of what Huckabee is getting at is that he believes that gay marriage is an attempt by the Supreme Court to circumvent the will of the people and of the Congress.

That Ms. Davis had every right to refuse to issue marriage licenses because it is a violation of her faith and what she understands to be her rights under her authority as a clerk in Kentucky to invalidate an erroneous decision.

Oh, hell no. See, if you go messing with the 13th and 14th amendments then you messing in my neighborhood. And although many people, even on the conservative side, have pointed out his error to him (No, that freaking law does not still exist.) Klownie is holding on for dear life.

This will pass. Somebody will say something more stupid in a couple of days. But how the hell do you get to be a presidential candidate without knowing United States history?

There are decent people who are fiscal Republicans, faith based Republicans and every pro-choice Republicans but I do not accept any party that wants to ratchet me back to 1857.

All lives matter my ass.

Tuesday, September 08, 2015

Fermenting and Maybe Letting Go

I do like the mini docs from the New York Times; quiet intimate views of real people trying to make their way in the world.

I sometimes like to imagine that I would become a back to nature homesteader. The reality is that it takes a hell of a lot of work. There isn't anything romantic about it but the landscape, sky and trees.

Everything else requires hard labor and love.

But I do like the lack of people. The earth and sky. The quiet.

Then I remember the few times I was in the country I got kinda itchy after two weeks. There is a part of me that needs city life too. Still, I even this man. He as both and maybe, maybe it is possible to have both in one lifetime.

Speaking of letting go there is a new episode of the Anxiety Road Podcast; this one is on music tricks to nip an attack and a breath game for iOS and Android.

Monday, August 24, 2015

So Tired Almost Forgot to Give the Post A Name

It is tough trying to be creative, productive and earn a living. I am tired. As in sleepy.


I want to say a lot of things but there are too many people talking already. Most of them are pushing air out there is no sense in their words.

I'd pontificate more but it is way past my awake time. But I did it. Imperfect and popping more Ps than a field of popcorn but the sucker is up.

Sunday, August 09, 2015

Say the Name and Accept Who We Are

I'm grinding down to a halt but I wanted to get this posted. There is a web site called Teaching As I understand it it is a way to find authors for children and young adult books.

The site seems to support the people that make reading magical.

I say hook that rascals by any means necessary so it is all good to me. One of the items on the site is how to say an author's name.

I learned about the origin of Karen Finnyfrock's name. Hint: Chow Chow!

I think I'm going to have to practice Geert Spillebeen's name because there is more to it than it looks on a page.

And author Chieri Uegaki name is a lesson in respect, flexibility and good friends wanting to call you by your name.

Speaking of names the latest episode of the podcastis up. Not as many problems as before but I have to learn not to hit the desk when I am trying to make a point. I get kinda involved with my hands.

Sunday, August 02, 2015

Bonding with Tewt

Not too many animated cartoons got past me as a kid. I even watched the ones I didn't like just to be informed of how much I didn't like it. I was a shade too young to catch up with The Mighty Hercules.

The initial run of the Trans-Lux Hercules was from 1963 to 1966  and I managed to miss it. I was hip deep into the Mighty Marvel Marching Society.

This is Tewt.

Me and Tewt have bonded and I wished I had seen him as a kid. I like the little fella.The kid's got sense and spunk.

The Mighty Hercules had better animation than Clutch Cargo. Clutch, you might remember was the animation where only the lips moved. Human lips.

It was creepy. It was fascinating. It was extremely limited animation.

Hercules does move but they recycled a lot of board work. After the third episode you get the gist of what is happening, what is going to happen and oh yeah, Olympia!

You don't have to watch it but just in case you were curious.

Now, Hercules is not the brights bulb but he gets the job done. He is befriended by Newton who is a centaur that says almost everything twice. If Newton is really upset he doesn't repeat everything. That doesn't happen very often.

Newton has four legs, Tewt has two. Just so you don't get confused.

Tewt doesn't speak. He has a pan pipe that has to be interpreted by those around him.

Tewt is pro-active. If he is saved or gets away from trouble my boy is running and not looking back until he finds himself some rocks to hide behind. He is not a coward. Tewt just want to get a breath of safety before he dives back into action.

Tewt does help and sometimes he saves folks. Out of all the characters in the cartoon he seems to be the only one that is willing to step up and help. It doesn't always work out but you'd have to look at all the taller folks in his world to see who and what he has to deal with.

I'm feeling ya dude.

Yeah, yeah Hercules has iron in his thighs and when he remembers to put on the ring he is powerful. He does not always remember to put on the ring. Sometimes that blasted ring doesn't always solve the problem.

Tewt is a better wing man, er satyr.  He deals with what he can and is loyal but does not want to wind up something close to dead.

So what I have learned doing a crash course on The Mighty Hercules is that good friends are important. Choose your friends wisely. We could all stand a few more Tewts in our lives.

P.S. Episode 005 of the Anxiety Road Podcast is now up for grabs. Still struggling with the format and those got dang plosives and SSSS but can't turn back now.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

We All Rock at Different Speeds

I was on the bus and this man was verbally attacking a woman. Nothing new in that; seems to be an open sport now days. But you could tell that she had a problem, a mental health problem.

Old boy thought that insulting her, damning her and otherwise make her aware that she did not measure up to the high bar of humanity that he set himself up to be as lord and master of the planet.

The bus driver had had enough. He told the man "Shut up or get off the bus. You will not continue to disrespect this woman on my bus. "Shut up or get off...shut up or get off."

The woman was rocking back and forth and fighting back as best she could. The bus driver told her "Snap it back in place or get off the bus. Snap it back."

She stopped talking but was rocking, back and forth. Back and forth. She did the best she could under the circumstances. I guess the bus driver accepted rocking was as good as he was gonna get and we rolled on down the street.

Eventually she slowed down and was as stable as she was going to get.

Old boy was still making with the eyes of intolerance but he shut up too.

I'm thinking a lot about the insanity that is romping around as public discourse.  We are freaking the hell out. We are not being treated. We are being assaulted and I don't know what it will take to get us to a stable place of being.

On the Podcast Beat

I got a new episode out today, this one is on Cognitive Behavioral Therapy and the Panic Relief app.

Every episode is a knock down dragged out war and I officially have gone through 5 microphones and still it is a fight to get my audio levels up. I don't have a problem speaking up but I am not loud enough.

In other words I have yet to find my microphone technique. It is a process but at this point it feeling like I'm bargain basement cheese spread.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

My First Step Into The Void

This is the start of what I have been working on for about six months. It has changed forms. It will change again but I had to stop talking about it and do it.

This is episode 000 of the Anxiety Road Podcast.  The podcast will talk about anxiety and panic attacks, treatment, some history and a wee bit of goofyness to make the information go do a bit easier.

I wish I could do the mental health version of Beakman's World. I can't but I can try to get the word out that mental health information and stigma busting does not have to be total drag.

The show notes page is located at