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Happy Birthday, USMC.

OOrah! You Devil Dogs! Marine Corps!

And Happy Veterans Day in advance to those who served and a special tribute to those who organize for peace, to honor the sacrifice of the those who gave the ultimate sacrifice by working to make sure we learn from the futility and waste of the past and create a better future moving forwards.

And a shout to two of my favorite Marines:

Gen. David M. Shoup.

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“I believe that if we had and would keep our dirty, bloody, dollar-soaked fingers out of the business of these nations so full of depressed, exploited people, they will arrive at a solution of their own — and if unfortunately their revolution must be of the violent type because the “haves” refuse to share with the “have-nots” by any peaceful method, at least what they get will be their own, and not the American style, which they don’t want and above all don’t want crammed down their throats by Americans. “

Gen. David M. Shoup – Almighty Wiki

Gen. Smedley D. Butler

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“I spent 33 years and four months in active military service and during that period I spent most of my time as a high class muscle man for Big Business, for Wall Street and the bankers. In short, I was a racketeer, a gangster for capitalism. I helped make Mexico and especially Tampico safe for American oil interests in 1914. I helped make Haiti and Cuba a decent place for the National City Bank boys to collect revenues in. I helped in the raping of half a dozen Central American republics for the benefit of Wall Street. I helped purify Nicaragua for the International Banking House of Brown Brothers in 1902-1912. I brought light to the Dominican Republic for the American sugar interests in 1916. I helped make Honduras right for the American fruit companies in 1903. In China in 1927 I helped see to it that Standard Oil went on its way unmolested. Looking back on it, I might have given Al Capone a few hints. The best he could do was to operate his racket in three districts. I operated on three continents.” — From “War Is A Racket” by Gen. Smedley D. Butler
Gen. Smedley Butler – Almighty Wiki

 

 

 

 


FUN FACTS ABOUT AFFORDABLE HEALTH COVERAGE

Congratulations! I’m sharing some info from my Obama alumni association:

Open enrollment for affordable health coverage has started – go to HealthCare.gov to sign up. You must sign up by December 15. Coverage could be more affordable than you think. 8 out of 10 people can find a plan for under $75.

  • There are big changes this year.
  • The enrollment period is half as long as in previous years and there’s only one deadline, so you must take action by December 15 or risk not having coverage in 2018 and having to pay a penalty.
  • The administration has made other changes which will make it harder for people to get the information they need to get and stay covered.
  • In person assistance funding has been cut by 40% and advertising has been cut by 90%. HHS regional staff have even been told they cannot help get the word out about Open Enrollment.

That means it’s up to all of us to get the facts out. Here’s what we need people to know:
You must take action to sign up for coverage by December 15 for 2018 coverage, and because of financial help, most people can find a plan for $50 to $100 per month.

There is a lot of confusion that we need to cut through.
The best way to do that is to talk about the facts.

For the uninsured, that means making sure people know that coverage is more affordable than they think.

  • You can even apply on your smart-phone. It only takes about 10 minutes to submit an application.
  • An Out of Pocket Cost estimator will help you estimate your total costs for the year including premiums, deductibles, and co-pays.
  • There are Doctor and Prescription Drug Lookup tools so you can find out which plans cover your doctors and prescriptions.

For those who already have coverage through HealthCare.gov, they need to know that they should come back and shop because plans and prices change every year and there might be a more affordable plan that meets their needs.

  • Did your job, family, or health status change? You should come back to HealthCare.gov to shop and make sure you’re enrolled in right plan.
  • It pays to shop – when you’re buying a car you shop around–you should do the same with health insurance.
  • Even if none of your information has changed, you may still be able to get a better deal. Marketplace consumers have the option to switch plans annually. This means that during Open Enrollment you can check to see if there is a plan offered this year that saves you more money, offers you more services, or includes more doctors

5 Facts About Signing Up For Coverage at HealthCare.gov

#1: Sign up by December 15. Open Enrollment starts on November 1 but you must take action by December 15, no matter if this is your first time getting covered or if you are returning to shop and save. Beat the rush and sign up early.

#2: Coverage could be cheaper than you think. Last year, 8 in 10 people qualified for financial help to make their monthly premiums more affordable. In fact, most people found plans available between $50 to $100 per month.

#3: Shop and save. If you had coverage through HealthCare.gov for 2017, you should come back to update your information and compare your options for 2018. Every year, plans and prices change, you could save money by switching to a new plan that still meets your needs.

#4: Those who choose to go without health insurance may have to pay a penalty. There is a minimum penalty of $695 for not having health insurance.

#5: Free help is available. If you have questions about signing up or want to talk through your options with a trained professional, free help is just a call or quick away. Call 1-800-318-2596, visit localhelp.healthcare.gov or make a one-on-one appointment now.


The Heartland Remembers Elvis

25 some odd years ago, this poem was rejected for publication by Grassroots, the literary magazine of Southern Illinois University at Carbondale. I was informed it was “too flippant” which I consider a rather flippant rejection. This is far superior to the first poem I ever wrote. That first one was published by Grassroots, and good thing, too, because it convinced me I must be a poet. I was fortunate when rejected to be secure in my greatness, unaffected by rejection though I still feel compelled to bring it up all these years later. Perhaps I am just insecure and narcissistic enough to become President of the United States someday and I hope my work as an internet troll is sufficient to accomplish that, because it will be so great. Believe me. As another note, I was not nearly as fat when I wrote this as I am now, though as a starving young poet I was not nearly flacid enough to be Presidential. One last note, my wife says I look good in orange. Jackson County thought the same thing after I refused to pay a speeding ticket. But that’s another story.

The Heartland Remembers Elvis

Who could bounce the sweet, fat ball of success better than

Elvis?

When I plunge into a soft chair, feel my gut sag into

my lap,

 

E   is for everything a King can get away with.

 

L   is to love that extra bacon grease in the gravy

on the biscuits of life.

 

V   is for Vegas, and beating the odds,

like when Cool Hand Luke eats fifty hard-boiled eggs

and doesn’t puke…

he’s the biggest winner in prison doing lonely, hard time.

 

I     is for me, sometimes acting like E.

 

S    is the hiss of final music, your last breath coming out

your mouth like steam, when you kiss the Devil’s ass.


What about the George Washington statues?

Because I’m not too elitist to argue with fools and their slippery slope arguments…
Let’s compare and contrast slave-owner George Washington and slave-owner Robert E. Lee.
 
George Washington led a revolutionary army against British Monarchy. This resulted in a Republic with a democratic framework for progressive change. This Republic, our United States, constitutionally abolished slavery. George Washington is a hero of the revolution that resulted in that.
Robert E. Lee led a revolutionary army against the United States. 
 
The goal and the ideology of the American Revolution had nothing to do with a biblical interpretation or economic desire to preserve slavery. The treason of the Confederacy had very much to do with that. That was stated in the declarations of the confederate states.
I hope I cleared up some confusion. You’re welcome.

Adam’s Diary: My Lai Veteran Killed In Fight Over Vodka (1988)

This is a newspaper clip from the St. Louis Post-Dispatch – September 14, 1988, something I saved from the memory hole. I clipped it when I first saw it, I displayed it on my office/bedroom door at the Good Samaritan House in Carbondale where I worked as a sensitive bouncer sometimes welcoming, sometimes evicting the homeless,  and now I’ve been carrying it around for almost 30 years.

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My Lai Veteran Killed In Fight Over Vodka

Pittsburgh (AP) – Robert W. T’Souvas died a bum, a homeless man, 39, shot in the head after an argument over a bottle of vodka under a downtown bridge.

Relatives say life had mostly been downhill for T’Souvas in the nearly two decades since he stood trial for killing two Vietnamese children in what came to be known as the My Lai massacre.

“He had problems with Vietnam over and over,” said his father, William T’Souvas, of San Jose, Calif. “He didn’t talk about it much. But he had problems with the body counts, things like that.”

“He lasted 20 years, but he was walking a tight line.”

Army Spec. 4 T’Souvas, then 19 and a high school dropout in San Jose, was a member of a platoon that entered the village of My Lai on March 16, 1968. They were looking for Viet Cong soldiers, but they found civillians instead.

The platoon headed by Lt. William Calley, Jr., moved into My Lai, firing on fleeing Vietnamese, tossing grenades into houses and slaughtering animals.

When the soldiers left, at least 175 men, women, and children were dead, aaccording to an Army report in 1970. Later investigations put the toll as high as 500.

The Army charged T’Souvas with the premeditated murder of two unidentified Vietnamese with a machine gun. He was one of nine enlisted men charged.

Calley was convicted of killing at least 22 civillians at My Lai. Of the enlisted men, two soldiers were acquitted, and the charges against T’Souvas and the six others were dropped. All were given honorable discharges.

Calley was ordered to spend life in prison, but President Richard M. Nixon later reduced his sentence to 20 years. Calley served three years under house arrest at Fort Benning, Ga.

He was released when his conviction was overturned by a federal district judge, and he was not returned to house arrest when an appeals court reinstated the conviction.

Relatives of T’Souvas said that while he awaited the court-martial at Fort McPherson, Ga. he lived in a commune in Atlanta, where he met and married a woman named Rebecca. Both later spent time in jail on marijuana charges before they moved to California, the relatives said.

They raised two children, and T’Souvas worked in a bakery and at various other jobs before the marriage broke up, said Lynn T’Souvas, an aunt.

About four years ago, he met a carnival worker, Kathleen T’Souvas, now 36, the woman whom police in Pittsburgh have charged with shooting him.

Even though T’Souvas was never divorced from his first wife, family members said that his new companions had assumed his last name.

“She was more like a buddy than a wife, a drinking buddy,” his father said.

His aunt said: “She did nothing but drag him down. Everybody tried to warn him. She drank nothing but straight vodka and she didn’t care if she had a roof over her head or shoes on her feet as long as she had her vodka. I saw her fight him over a drink several times.”

On Sept. 3, police said, the couple and a homeless man, David Bozic, 42, spent the day drinking, fishing, and using Bozic’s .22 caliber pistol to shoot rats and cans under a bridge in Pittsburgh.

While Bozic was gone to get food, police said, the couple argued over a bottle of vodka that Robert T’Souvas had. Police said the woman took Bozic’s gun and shot T’Souvas once in the head.

Kathleen T’Souvas was charged with criminal homicide and is being held without bail at the Allegheny County Jail.


Monkey

I can’t write worth a damn or speak coherently while drunk or stoned. Some might suggest I can’t do any of that sober. I do the best I can and however good that is, I think it’s better with a straight edge. I cite that vanity whenever I address the curious lack of recreational substance abuse in my life. There are some old videos, photos, and personal accounts of the excess that occasionally characterized my younger days, though not much in writing. This poem is an exception to that. I wrote it in a cloud of reefer madness. Pretty sure it was Spring of ’92. Why spend Memorial Day thinking only of those who gave their lives in warfare? That’s what we do, isn’t it? Thinking only of that? Let’s take a moment to Memorialize our species,  a moment of projection for that future Memorial Day when there are no humans remaining to acknowledge the fallen. The paranoia seems so mainstream and middle of the road in today’s political climate, though the potential ecological/nuclear/biological warfare catastrophe has been in the works for decades. On a lighter note, I tend to be more hopeful and positive today than I was when I wrote this. I suspect the climate around me is not so much that way.

monkey

When they finally found out the monkey could speak,

They put his signifyin’ ass to work.

Stupid little monkey, they said.

But he was smart enough to know the boss is a jerk.

Stupid little monkey, they said.

But she busted the copy machine and set herself free.

So they launched their missiles, rolled their tanks,

And burned the whole fucking jungle to the ground.

Stupid little monkey.

No stupid little monkey to be found.

So they finally found out the monkey could hide.

They looked inside themselves,

There was their goddamn clever monkey

Imitating the song that made the Earth.

 

Hell is something known. Heaven is something weird.

Work might keep you busy. Love might get you high.

But when they found out we all is monkeys,

They killed us all with suicide.


Contract with America

File this poem I wrote in the ’90s under “The more things change…” I wrote, published, and performed in a number of different odd places in the ’80s and ’90s but I’m especially proud that thanks to my friend Robert Herzog, this ended up posted on a bulletin board at Malcolm X College here in Chicago. A poem that doesn’t get torn down or defaced on a bulletin board is something for a struggling peoples’ poet to be proud of… with due respect to Rik Mayall, R.I.P.  OK, here’s the damn poem. More of a blurb for a missing manifesto than a poem. Whatever. Reductio Ad Absurdum.

CONTRACT WITH AMERICA

Unplug the public machine.

Keep my golf-cart clean.

 

Sell war.

Sweat-shops and jail the poor.

 

March or die.

Don’t cry.

 

Jesus is our C.E.O.

Let’s go.

 

In God we Trust.

Self-righteous.

 

The bottom line:

I got mine.


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