Read from bottom up

   Oh, OK. I'm honored. But add the last line:
            None of this observation takes away OUR responsibility to hold in consciousness our vision of the best possible outcome for EVERYONE...EVEN "the jester".

            Love, Anne
            
        

                OMG
                U said it
                May I post all this to my FB page, Please?


             Think of it as a social psychological experiment...if you can detach a bit. I think it's fascinating, each day is filled with surprises. You can see the man changing before your eyes:back-peddling, softening, stammering as he gets asked about preposterous indefensible promises he made on the campaign trail. If you were standing on the super close Super Moon, looking down on Washington like a laboratory, you'd see him attempting to run the labrinths and mazes and looking for that door to another universe that his magical thinking installed.

                He wanted to WIN! He didn't want the JOB!

                Just watch him squirm, but philosophically.


                Anne Justiss 


                  right
                    another opportunity
                    to practice
                    detachment
                    serenity


                 
                    Don't hold back, Tommy, let it out. If that much bile backs up on one, one could get paisoned.
                    Even my mother is in mourning and Adrianne has gone to wearing black.
                    BUT... if he in fact is of the devil, we send him strong energy with our wrath. The way to choke him out is LOVE. It is the one thing that is the most difficult and effective to do.
                    I have faith in all those youngsters who voted for her. Their heads are on straight. It might take a few years, but they'll get us back on track. ( Providing his complete and utter denial of climate change has not wiped the planet out of the Universe, or his foreign policy has not bombed us back to the stone age.)
                    I like to think of it as; proof positive that we live in a free country, at liberty to make our own mistakes, and this one was a doozy.
                     Standing on the side of LOVE, Anne *:x lovestruck
                    
                    Anne Justiss  (


                        From: THOMAS THOMPSON <a00333@wans.net>
                        To:
                        Sent: Friday, November 11, 2016 10:37 AM
                        Subject: ... try this ...

                        Breathe, just breathe

                           
                           
The material comes from a series of e-mails between Anne and myself.  I have known Anne since -- well lets not talk about that now.                        

Breathe, just breathe

Despite what a lot of us would like to believe, a lot of folk in this country do not feel empowered by the quiche eating left.  And, they may not care for bottled mineral water even though i t came from an artic glcier.

They may not have college educations.   They may not actually be suited to the abstract considerations to which the rest of us find ourselves drawn.  Their jobs may have shipped off shore or have shut down due to some environmental regulation.The golden promises of the mid ninties dealing with different areas of employment have not materialized.  The predictions government and educators made regarding future careers have failed to appear. And, these folk feel abandon.  So also, might the college graduate with a masters in finance who at twenty eight and single plys their trade as a barista at the latest boom / bust coffe shop. 

All of the above may have voted for him.  In addition, menials who have trouble relating to anything except the next -- what is the in word for  WOW thing  --  ADHD --  stayed at home because voting wasn't kewl.  She just wasn't sexy or whatever the reason -- Bevis and fuck you butthead thank you very much --.  And let's not forget those limitless numbers of other minority groups for whom that last eight years failed to deliver the lemon drops beyond the chimney tops, failed to kiss their ass,   and in general didn't pander to whatever irrational version of  utopia they might have imagined.   These too stayed hom.
Sorry just can't produce clear prose to night  too pissed. 

Oh,  I'm sorry, I had inteneded to be conciliatory in this.  WTF.  Well back on track.  Here comes the hopeful part. 

I intend to do what lies immeidately before me.  I will do it one day at a time.   If some god dammed son  of  a bitch  lets him have the football, I'll hunt that SOB down and kill him, her, or it.  I've been reading books about how to dispactch a person and take a long time to do it.  I will not limit myself to paralyzing the victim and siccing scvengers on him --- vultures  hyenas  wolves. And, don't you dare say a god dammed word about jesus.  You hear me mother fucker.  

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