THANK ZEUS FOR U.S. WOMEN

I just wrote crying that our poor country is suffering from half the country becoming under-educated idiots. Now I happily read an article on PBS Newshour online about Buckhannon, West Va (known as trump country), where women are revolting (no, not revolting looking... really revolting).

When I think of how many times I marched, talked my head off, wrote about people like Nixon, about bush, cheney and that gang, and how I wondered if it was worth one more march, one more talk, one more getting out there... now I see a woman saying, “It’s like we were all sleeping. Now I think we’re awake.” (Edwina Howard-Jack) Well, I hope so -- where the hell were they when I was pushing Whitney in her stroller in a march, when I was in anti-war marches, protests in Washington, women’s rights marches, and on and on in the ‘50s and ‘60s and ‘70s etc., etc., etc.? Do they know that now, because of trump their children are not being taught well? That if they don’t watch out, Betsy de Voss could make sure that your kids are the ones with inferior teachers and schools, and will therefore definitely not be ready for the new jobs in the new world. I hope they are talking about the inferior people trump has put into his cabinet to ruin our government (helped by his buddy Steve Bannon who admits he has long had plans to wreck the federal government).

I still feel for the intelligence of the ordinary people of this country. I wonder about people who can’t even spell Buchannon (the regular spelling of that old Celtic name). Or, about people who could actually listen to trump and not believe the old joke with a new name at its core: “How do you know if he is lying? Answer: His lips are moving.” I am amazed that anyone could watch this man for more than a few minutes and not just be suspicious of anything he says... but KNOW that he will say anything to get people to applaud him. He scares hell out of me, as he is not only a practiced liar, but also a mean, nasty person, and has shown it so often, from screaming to his audience to beat up and throw out anyone who disagreed with him in his early campaign speeches, to having a woman with a crying baby tossed out also, to the highly nasty speeches made on the just finished European ‘tour.’ That tour, by the way, showed his lack of diplomacy and knowledge well. He praised and chummed up with the Saudis, who raised most of the terrorists who have caused the worst strikes against all of us, had no notion about the Holocaust in Israel (or much of anything else... he is vastly uneducated in History)... pushed aside a head of state to get into the front row of a photo being taken, and generally insulted everyone there. Good for Macron for passing him by to hug Angela Merkle! Too bad he didn’t need to shove trump aside.

One need not even mention that the idiot in chief thinks climate change is something made up and so appointed an EPA chief who agrees on that completely. The European leaders, who rightfully believe the scientists reports, are all commenting on the ignorance of the U.S. government in this matter.

And so, we lose more and more in governmental leadership, but, thank Zeus our women are beginning to wake up, get to work, and fight back against the ignorance of the trumpian idiots. Perhaps intelligence will win... I fear I doubt it after all the pain and marching I’ve been though, but I suppose one CAN hope...

No Readers, But I Stll Write

Where Have We Come From... Where Are We Going...

I live in the United States, miss-called “America,” which is actually the whole two continents, but has, of course, been grabbed by the people who live here, as they have no idea there is any place this “isn’t OURS.”

Are we becoming a land occupied by only morons, the vaguely mentally ill, people who know nothing of the world or other’s affairs, and I might simply add, about half of the people one runs into almost daily are just completely crazy. Having just watched the news, I know all this to be true.

The top story was the return of our “Idiot-in-Chief” D.Drumpf, returning from meeting with top leaders of the world. While there he made a fool of himself by missing completely the reason to pray at the wall, as he has no idea of what happened during the holocaust. Then he moved on to insulting just about everyone he could, so that most of them avoided him as much as possible, and finally, pushed aside a ‘useless to him’ leader of a small country so that he could be in the front of a photo. He has just ruined all the good vibes we got by sending Obama over there and made the world understand that he is truly an idiot. They were just ‘wondering’ after reading his ‘tweets.’

After that, some world news would have been good... I’d like to know what is going on (but I must wait for the actual world news from PBS, later). So, instead we get big, long, plenty-of-video of a man driving in that auto race SO POPULAR among the idiots of ‘America,’ almost killing himself. Whoopee, just what I want to see. Then another great story for the masses: the USUAL ‘guy killing himself preforming in a lovely Memorial Day fun show for the masses’ -- well, at least it wasn’t in a plane, as so often. This time it was a poor kid who was jumping out of one of the Air Force planes.

Lovely... now on the news, a story of ‘Iron Mountain’... probably where dumpf’s grandfather started his career in mining. It is such a disgusting story that I could cry, but what good would that do? A typical story of big business and greed and the whole ruining of our country. Big mining company dug so many tunnels in this mountain that it is a mass of mines with water running through and turning the mountain into streams of  bad metal running into the rivers and streams of half of California. The company is now working on doing something about it, but in 2030 their work becomes the taxpayers of the U.S.’s work... yet, we pay for the cleanup, but it will take until 3520 to do that... or shall we say NEVER.

So what have we become as a nation. Hell, I hate to think... my ancestors worked hard to build a good, great nation. My generation and the present one worked/works hard to ruin it. Greed, lack of education, too many people, bad, bloated government, lack of care of the poor, terrible variance of pay for work. all these have turned our country into a wonderful place for the super-wealthy to show their greed, and a dreadful, fearsome country for the poor, the uneducated and the real ‘workers’ who do not know whether they will manage, for they have not been taught well, and are very tired of day-to-day life. How many people say they hate their jobs? How many people work long hours for less pay than their parents? And then they all watch the over-paid idiots like the men who drive too fast and wind up killing themselves on some racetrack, or know how to toss a basketball into a net and often wind up in court for rape, or just inherited a lot of land or money from a parent and cheat and lie and go bankrupt numerous times and wind up as head of a government that cannot control them. Do you then wonder why our kids don’t care to learn... after all the uneducated morons are the ones who ‘make it.’

I am, thank goodness, near death. I don’t want to know what happens to my children and grandchildren. I don’t want to know what happens to our useless government. I don’t want to see the small-minded idiots whose parents have cheated and lied and ruined others by some nefarious plans take over completely and wreck our once beautiful country. I loved traveling in Europe and having people tell me they admired my country. Now I am sure they would not, for we have become the laughing stock of the world and I’m tired of seeing the daily ruin of some part of our lives. Maybe the guys planning the trip to Mars will take me along to be the first dead person to be launched into space, having died in their spaceship. Let’s see? what can I do for them... ah, I can write a daily poem to be sent back from space. That’s about the way the mind of an “American” works these days.

Peggy Cartwright, 5/28/17

Could Y'all PLEASE Learn th "ME" is GOOD.

One would think that with all the wonderful things one can learn from computers (after all, you don't even have to spell correctly anymore, the computer does it for you), that the American (and I fear, even the English) public should have some little idea of when to use "I" or "me" in their writing or in conversation. But NO... I sit and listen to the TV, shouting, "It's ME, damn you, ME not "I." When the hell will you learn?" only to open a magazine and see "She gave it to my husband and I."JEEZE... would you say "She gave it to I" -- of course not!

My dear mother, Jessie, loved the English language and taught me to love it too... but she and I both loathe the stupidity of people who think "I" sounds more elegant than "me" and tend to drop that poor old "I" into every sentence they can. It grates on my ear... it is so ignorant. Jessie had a simple solution for the person wishing to use "I" and "me" correctly. Before you open your mouth and make the mistake, say the sentence WITHOUT the other person in it, as:  "They gave the picture to (my ....... and) I." You are never going to say "They gave it to I," now are you? Doesn't that hurt your ear? Well it does mine... therefore your long sentence with the wrong word hurts mine. It is "They gave the picture to my husband and ME."

Now we will get to "I"... starting with a somple sentence:  "The guys and me and me went to the concert." Do the same trick here. You would never say (at least I hope not), "Me went to the concert." Just think the sentence in your head without the other people, and you will know which to use. It is so easy to say the right word, why, why do so many people get it wrong? I wish a few more English teachers had Jessie's ability to teach the little tips and tricks that can keep our language beautiful and correct.

Well, with Betsy de Vos running the schools, no one will ever learn this, as I am pretty sure she is one of the idiots in love with using "I"... a really trumpian thing when you come to think of it. That man uses "I" more than anyone has is a long time.  "I am bigger.... I am better... I am smarter... I know... I know... I know"...... hey Spicer, he's caught in the goove again, so give him a quick kick where it hurts and maybe he'll quit.

(Guess Which? I Guess) President's Day 2016

I guess today is 'what-the-hell,-it's-a-holiday,-might-just-as-well-take-the-day-off-anyway' day, so I have been reading other people's blogs (all far more consistent and interesting than mine) and also a lot of political crap... although I found a great piece supposedly written by a University prof... a letter to Dr. Laura Schlessinger (sp?), of whom I have heard little lately, but thought this really funny- here it is:

Dear Dr. Laura:
Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God’s Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination… end of debate.
I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some other elements of God’s Laws and how to follow them.

1. Leviticus 25:44 states that I may possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can’t I own Canadians?

2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?

3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual unseemliness – Lev. 15: 19-24. The problem is how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.

4. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord – Lev. 1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?

5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2. clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself, or should I ask the police to do it?

6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination – Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don’t agree. Can you settle this? Are there ‘degrees’ of abomination?

7. Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle-room here?

8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27. How should they die?

9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

10. My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? Lev. 24:10-16. Couldn’t we just burn them to death at a private family affair, like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)

I know you have studied these things extensively and thus enjoy considerable expertise in such matters, so I am confident you can help.
Thank you again for reminding us that God’s word is eternal and unchanging.
Your adoring fan,
James M. Kauffman, Ed. D.
Professor Emeritus Dept. of Curriculum, Instruction, and Special Education
University of Virginia

Just had a call from Larry, my other reader of my love letter podcast. He is stuck in Phoenix waiting to get on a plane with a four hour delay because of the terrible weather in the other half of the country. (This is why I am living on the left coast kiddies) As they told him when he asked why he had to wait four hours for a plane whose ticket said from Phoenix to San Francisco, "Buddy, we don't have planes sitting around here waiting to take you home... they have to COME from somewhere... and that's back East, where the weather is BAD." Showing you the way people think simply about themselves and their little moment in time most of the time. Yeah, it's always me, me, me, isn't it? So, think of the other person once in a while... well sure, as long as it's how he/she relates to me, right? So here's a poem that I think kinda illustrates that... written in a fit of what? nostalgia, despondency, maybe me, me

You're the One (in My Mind, Maybe Not Yours)

You are my best friend
the one I can turn to, the one I can cry on,
the one who makes me smile... giggle... laugh out loud.
You are the one who is always there
the sweetest person I have ever known
You are my last and greatest love
You mean the world to me and always will

With age I had to give up candy... dessert
I had to give up running, jumping and driving
eating great foods and drinking and staying out late
fooling around and most of the pleasures of life...
But nothing will make me give up You
Unfortunately there is only one way to say it in English
I LOVE YOU... but you must know I do... or do you care? 

So here I sit, writing (or editing) more poems to join the hundreds that sit in boxes or on old computers... that are the story of a life not very well organized or led, so will undoubtedly be also one not read... but one that rhymed a great deal of the time (or should that be timed?) Ah, silliness had set in, so it must be time to go... ye gods, yes, it is time for the news. Time to hear what those stupid, Ill mannered, loud mouthed republicans are blocking today. I hated all the lovely platitudes about what a sweet old guy Scalia was, including those from Democrats. You know how they interview people who live next door to murderers and rapists... "Oh, he was such a nice guy, always smiling... said hello to me every morning, helped with shoveling the snow... nice person." Or, as Larry said, "Wouldn't have been more interesting if he had been wiped out by 10 shots from a military weapon?" So now even the Dems are saying what a great constitutional lawyer and good guy Scalia was. Well, I cheered when Scalia died the other day... now if his black buddy on the court would just get the hell out, and the republicans let Obama appoint an intelligent person to the supreme, perhaps we would get rid of things like that damned bill that makes corporations people and military guns not legal for our citizens (hey, there weren't any corporations when the constitution was written... and my Pilgrim ancestors never saw a machine gun... where did you get that with that moron's 'great constitutional mind'? Peg... stop the rant... g'nite!

What a Day... hooray, I'm online & HORRORS the 'second coming' won in Iowa!!

And... it is my dear little (big) grandchild Max's third birthday... that's one for great celebration. He is definitely Mr. Cute, an adorable child I will never get to know... but then, I didn't get to know any of them, did I? The only grandchild I ever felt really close to was my dear little Bella, who is a lot like me, in sort of miniature, the 'middle child' syndrome?. They all do have the Cartwright face, though, although in Max it is the least.

So... first... Allie came over last night and presented me with "LoveMegglie.com"... my podcast, all done and online with my letter from L.Megan Carringtown, explaining what was coming and why it is called what it is, and introducing the hero and heroine of the great love story that started at the change of the century and will go on for around 8 years. I may have to do a blog along with this opening one, as there may be things to explain... or who knows what will happen..... I am pleased. Now there will be much less work... except for the reading of the letters... I'm up to number 44,  I think, so there will be a lot to read. I do hope that Larry is up for it... he is a dear to do it. And darling Allie is wonderful to do all the work on the website.

Perhaps I will start doing some artwork to go on the website. No... I think I must get to work and do some artwork and do a website for me, and perhaps stat reading my poetry and drawing stuff to do with it. I do wish I had a musician friend to write some stuff to be played with the poetry. What the hell am I doing... I'm not going to live long enough for all this. I have to go and see Colin and get all other simple day-to-day things done. Too much to think about... far too much.

Then... after having a lovely day thinking of all the nice things hat had happened, and all the nice people who had helped me...I had a call from Larry... a lovely person I was planning to call to tell him to get to a computer and listen to himself reading Kirkie's letters, when he gave the the horrible news: That moronic 'second coming' Cuban Canadian ted cruz won in Iowa! God... the end of our country if the dreadful stupid evangelical idiots manage to get the vote out and the GOP runs him for president. The end of the word is upon us... Jesus has been reborn as the most hated man in Congress. Yep, his father says he is going to fix the states first... then he will go on to fix the world. Sca-a-a-a-a-ary!!!
Oh, ye gods... WHAT A DAY!  I do wish Kirk was here... or even Jackie... I need a hug.

I Guess "I'm Happy on the Shelf"

Well, I’m back to talking only to Sylvia Katt once more. Rather she is back to telling me to “get the hell into the bathroom and clean out my litter box.” I will when I feel like it, having done so at least twice today (she's getting old and like all us old ladies, needs to go often), along with filling her water bowl, then filling her food dish... jeeze, what more can I do? I have become her constant maid and yet she wants more, but I can’t figure out what that is... she probably just wants me to take her out in the hall and watch her run up and down. Not in my nightgown, I won’t. Oh, great... she just knocked something down in the bedroom... hope it wasn’t the little suitcase that was up on the big one on top of the bookcase... she’s been jumping up there to use it as a scratching place... must be in shreds now. Oh well... I’m not going anywhere ever again, except in a small box.....

Ah, but where is our country going? We had better, all of us progressive U.S. citizens, get out the vote and elect either Bernie or Hillary, or the U.S. will cease to exist, as it will have a crazed, helpless republican in charge. What do they have for us? A screaming, power-mad billionaire with a pinky-yellow dye job, who hates the rest of the world and has never dealt with any other political leaders (well, which of them ever has... they are all really novices). Then there is the one whose father declares him the second coming, who is actually a Cuban Canadian remade into a racist Southerner. And another Cuban American, who is confused about almost everything; another dopey Bush, who claims to be the smart one in a family of not-too bright people; the woman who wrecked HP; a governor undoubtedly food-crazed from being on a strict diet throughout his campaign; a black brain surgeon who seems to be there to promote his book; and a bunch of other guys standing around hoping someone will ask them something they have rehearsed answers for.

Now we begin to see what the ruined educational system of this country is producing. Not just these political nuts, but also the people who actually vote for them. Someone has put these idiots into a position to buy votes... to get themselves backed by the wealthy, unscrupulous corporations that run our country and feed the wealth of our nation into the hands of the wealthiest amongst us. Whitney was right, we should have gone to Canada, or the Netherlands, but, unfortunately they don’t want us as citizens... we don’t have the skills to live in another country. Other countries expect their new citizens to learn their language and have the skills they need. We continue to allow assault weapons to be bought and carried by anyone, to give in to religious nuts who think the world is 6000 years old, to allow children to starve, while cutting the taxes of the wealthy, to allow corporations to buy votes by promoting the kind of stupid and useless politicians we now have in Congress. We need a single payer medical system, similar to the ones in ALL civilized countries. We need to get rid of the useless “health insurance companies” and have a health care system that is the same for all people. If every person in the U.S. paid $25 a month for health care, and the majority of doctors stopped being ‘single style’ doctors and actually worked as family physicians, we would be a much healthier nation. If teachers were better trained in their subjects instead of “how to teach” (most of the time useless), and paid more like the bloated ‘doctor specialists,’ we might have an educated country instead of a land of low IQ peasants. Children should not be taught at “age level” but at “intelligence peer level,” or skill level, with different groups for each skill in each ‘grade.’ Not every child should go to ‘college.’ If a child does not want to go, or cannot do the work required, he/she should have a choice to learn a trade or skill, or be able to work as an apprentice to learn a skill that will get them a job they like, for too many people in this country now hate the work they do, and should have learned to work at something they enjoy doing.

I get the feeling this upcoming election may be my last. For my grandchildren’s sake, I hope that the poor, uneducated, unthinking, low IQ nation in which I now live, has the good sense to turn their backs on the screaming, squabbling bunch of idiots and vote for the people in their district and in the national races who will not cater to the corporations and the wealthiest people in this country.  And, please, let's get rid of that nut who looks like the youngest member of "The Adams Family," Paul Ryan. come on, people of Michigan, you have more brains than that!

Finding People

When you get to be my age (VERY OLD) you tend to lose friends, family, people in general. The only people you see or talk to are your doctor, well, doctors now, they're all specialists, your dentist, the people you make appointments to see, your hairdresser (or barber), the people who come to clean your apartment, but not very many others. Old people become invisible to others on the street, particularly ones with my problem... I use a walker, so I guess younger people think I am beyond bothering with. I even notice that the little girl who is our building's 'program director' tends to talk to me the way one talks to a three year old... I'm THAT old. Unfortunately, I cannot put a sign around my neck, explaining that I am a 40 year old living in a 90 year old body. I can still understand a lot more of the English language that most people. I can still read... and write, using my computers, and carry on an intelligent conversation... well, that is, if I can find an intelligent person out there. They seem to have become one of the lost races on this earth. All but about two or three of my old friends are either dead, have moved in with their children back East, have just about lost it to some form of Alzheimer's or taken to their beds for good, something that doesn't interest me at the moment. 

So, I must begin a search... a search for younger friends obviously. I'm almost there. I joined my local 'Nextdoor.com' ... a lovely way to meet neighbors. I put two comments in... first one mentioned that I was a old woman who needed help with my new Macbook Pro, and getting a website started to put my podcast online, and made friends with a darling girl named Allie, who turned out to be a knitter and craftsperson like me... we had a lot in common to start with, and have discovered more as she helped me... I'm learning!! Then I commented on another note... and had several people get in touch with me... had a wonderful time last night... on of the young men and his girlfriend came over, bringing me dinner and stayed to talk... much fun. They promised to come back and bring yet another young man with to interview me. Plus... heard from some other charming girls... one coming for tea on Sunday, an older woman who invited me to come and see her California plant garden, and a dear girl with a baby who is coming to see me after her mother's visit. I do have neighbors... and looks like we will get to know each other. Perhaps I shall even get my Sunday in the Garden conversation meting I had thought about started. This is a great neighborhood... I do hope we all get together to talk. Now all I have to do is find wher the gals hid my Red Rose Tea. We were stuck having white tea last night, as it was all I could find. I love the idea of having neighbors again!