Saturday, January 23, 2010

American Poor: Foot-Dangling Over Our Own Graves

...As if we could afford graves!  I live in a mostly comfy, if falling-apart and only partly heated, house that's almost as old as I am.  I have no health insurance, and don't care to have it, since the insurers and their make-mafiosos-look-like-choirboys, passive-(and otherwise!) aggressive, coolly sadistic extortionist medicos already took everything, from those infant-torturing experiments to more subtle mindfx and making my family and I pay ever greater $$$$$$ for ever greater malpractice and other insults.  I eat really well for someone whose innards are all messed up.  I am almost always dollarless if not literally penniless.  Old, crippled and crunched in so many ways--and, yes, this dependent (='Useless Eater' by Fabians, Nazis, Club of Rome-rs, etc.) is using a borrowed computer on a dependent screenname.  Yet I am one of the Lucky Ones by World standards, I really do have so much, by World standards, especially for being among those who like the idea of being invisible since that is so much better than being a cootie-statistic, an oh,-I-don't-want-to-become-That, that the better off pass by.  I can even earn my keep through work in dependent state, if not in the wage system, and hike a bit in gangland-bumland or even better places when I can save up for local one shot bus fare.

So, God bless the Haitians, who have been in appalling need as long as there's been history recorded there (at least), and God bless everyone else of all the nations, species and diversities of afflictions ever.

Is it sin to draw back with vast dread suspicion, and indeed wonder, at all these illustrious plutocrats, entitlistas, bling-bingers, warmongers and war profiteers* begging the rest of us for Money to Help?  The CLINTON-BUSH Relief Fund!!????!!  They who had the keys to the unused federal warehouses (stretching across the plains over the horizon (as seen on 60 Minutes some years back); they who caused still-rolling tidal waves of death, destruction, disgrace, fascism and agony only God can measure?  If I had aught to give...Would I?

*And might this crazy weather and earthquakes have come from those weapons of which conspiracy theorist so often speak?   


Another Ethereal and Exquisite...

Angels take thee to thy bliss, JEAN SIMMONS.,0,7416993.story?track=rss&utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed:%20latimes/mostviewed%20(L.A.%20Times%20-%20Most%20Viewed%20Stories)

Memorial charity (animal rescue) :

  Wonderful lady who never picked up the diva attitude for all she might have claimed it.  She was an amazing and stunningly versatile lifelong performer.  Over 60 years of gracious work made this physically dainty person more than a pillar, more like a bearing wall of the house of Entertainment; a bearing wall made of glowing jewels.

Last month took JENNIFER JONES and BRITTANY MURPHY.  The signs thus far are that 2010 is not going to be an environment for the exquisite and ethereal (at least in the movies).  Puts me in mind of some of our oldest surviving female filmstars.  Prayers for the ladies of grace!

Sunday, January 3, 2010

Glorious New Year's Skies

Belated blog halleluJahs to God for providing - at least for us in the eastern L.A. County/OC region, peacefully spectacular skies for New Year's day:  First, what is popularly called a 'blue moon'~a second full moon in a calendar month:  It wasn't actually blue,unless you count the iron-grey fur color called 'blue' in animals, but it was often that, through the hazy clouds, and stayed soft-edged, nimbused and appeared more than twice its size all through the night and next morning, the way you usually only see full moons as they rise in the East.  Then they're gold, and soon appear smaller, 'normal'; moonstone-white... But this stayed grey-kitten soft, even high in the West, when the western sky took on tones of purple, from deep lilac to crimson, at what was, in the East, perhap the most awesome, glorious dawn I'v seen in my several decades.  Not to be described.  All colors were there in majestic slow waft of pellucid, prismatic water molecules in many cloud-forms and transparent mist.  When sunset came, the mountains to the northeast were blushed with alpenglow, the much-needed new snow, both in the nearer San Gabriel Range, especially beloved 10,064 ft. Mt. San Antonio ('Old Baldy'), and the farther San Bernardinos with 11, 485 ft. Mt. San Gorgonio, softly gleaming ice-pink, while the just-past-solstice Sun and clouds made another wondrous show of autumn-leaves-colors turned to swaths and sparkles of  pure light in the southwest.  Again, thank You, Lord God Almighty.  We pray that it may be a good omen, and we worthy of it, but if not, may we retain the peace and gratitude of Thy lights and every benediction to comfort our hearts in all times:  In Jesus Name, so be it.     

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Forestle, Conservancy; Rainforest

Using Forestle search engine ( generates income that helps The Nature Conservancy buy up rainforest for preservation, a bit at a time for every search you do on Forestle.  Everyone, including myself, using our mutual Aol account has been blocked, since this new year began, from using Forestle or any other search engine except Aol, Google or (MSN) Bing.  Fie!  I wonder if others are having this problem----?  And, BLOGGER, I don't figure it's Google's fault, since Forestle sends its Image Searches to Google.