Tuesday, September 3, 2019

This Month's Necessities

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Need $2000 this month. $500 right away!
Rent
Electric Bill
Gas Bill
Car Insurance
Coffee

Meanwhile, I'm composing my regular Tuesday post.

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Monday, September 2, 2019

Spinning a Web

The man trap

President Trump plans to hold a fundraiser here in LA during the Emmy Awards Week and actress Debra Messing wants to know who’s attending, so that the attendees can be blacklisted by the Hollywood branch of the Organized Left.
Actress Debra Messing and co-star Eric McCormack [both of Will & Grace] have lashed out – and received considerable backlash – for their reaction to news of the Sept. 17 fundraiser, which has a ticket price of $100,000 per couple.
“Please print a list of all attendees please. The public has a right to know,” Messing tweeted Friday.
McCormack backed her up: “Kindly report on everyone attending this event, so the rest of us can be clear about who we don’t wanna work with. Thx.”
In addition, she invites Twitter users to text her.


Of course, she’ll get messages from all manner of psychos – on both sides of the aisle. And I don’t think she’s bright enough to have factored that in. As a matter of fact, I don’t think this was her idea at all.

The friends who suggested that she spin this web will find the locations of the dummies who text her and who do so without concealing their locations and/or using a burner phone. Said dummies will be doxxed and otherwise harassed.

Because that’s how these people operate.

Of course, I won't text her. Simply, I don't have time to organize a defense posse right now -- though the thought is appealing.

Of course, Messing and McCormack won't be physically harassing anyone themselves. Cowards like these leave physical danger up to others.

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Saturday, August 31, 2019

My August 2019 Post Digest for Da Tech Guy Blog


Da Tech Guy's main site is pretty much Tango Uniform. Ask your local GI what that means.

Peter Ingemi:
Yesterday I got a big surprise in the mail, it was a letter from the new company with a check for what I paid already for the move.

I was bluntly told that our database is so corrupted that there is simply no way to get it imported. They tried multiple different methods and everything failed.

I suspect this corruption is one of the reasons why this is one of the slowest blogs in the blogosphere.
He will rebuild.

Meanwhile, I've been posting at Peter's backup site, which is where we'll be operating until further notice.

Texans, Meat, and Miscalculation
Whiteness and You … and Me, Too
Shooting Themselves in the Feet
About Blogging and Social Media
The Real Purpose of the 1619 Project
Serfing
The Trans-Atlantic Illegal Alien Trade

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Sunday, August 4, 2019

My July 2019 Post Digest for Da Tech Guy Blog

Tanks and Independence
Not Shaken
Fighting for the Serf Turf
Exercises in Finger-Pointing and Illiteracy
Red-Green Omar?
Orange Man Bad International Version
I'm Staying on the Battlefield
Literacy is Power




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Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Ben Carson, Baltimore, and Representation


I’d briefly forgotten that Ben Carson, the Trump Administration’s HUD Secretary, was the director of pediatric neurosurgery at Johns Hopkins Hospital. Johns Hopkins is located in Baltimore.

Carson gives the Trump-Cummings dust-up some perspective.
Amid the backdrop of the ongoing feud between President Trump and Rep. Elijah Cummings over the deplorable conditions in his Maryland district, Carson backed up the president’s criticisms of the “rat and rodent infested mess” in the city of Baltimore which has been under Democrat control for decades.
“As a pediatric neurosurgeon, I spent many hours, sometimes operating all night long, trying to give the children of Baltimore and other places around the world a second chance at life, and usually we were successful,” Carson said on “Tucker Carlson Tonight” Monday.
“But a few days later, I was in a horrible dilemma, because some of those kids had to go back into homes in East Baltimore that were infested with rats, and roaches, and ticks, and mold, and lead, and violence. And I didn’t want to send them back. Sometimes I would even consider extra tests so they could stay in the hospital an extra day or two,” the longtime Baltimore resident admitted.
He noted that he was able to work with Cummings during his time at the hospital.
Side note: in re-familiarizing myself with Secretary Carson’s background, I discovered that he was held up at gunpoint in Baltimore not long after he completed his residency, which has to have been more than four decades ago. These days, I hear that Johns Hopkins employees are advised to not go walking outside the confines of the hospital grounds.

Daytime conditions are, no doubt, this dire somewhere here in my native Los Angeles but I haven’t seen it personally. And I’ve lived in South Central most of the time.

Switching gears, I’ve said before that most members of the legislative branch of our government – especially non-white Democrat members of the House – are picked by the money brokers of the parties before they even go on the ballot.

Essential requirements: not overly smart nor overly principled. My contention is that they are selected in high school, since college is probably too late to indoctrinate. And if they got into college on their own, they've already demonstrated one disqualification for the position: too many IQ points. Smart people are difficult to control.

The task of the chosen is to “represent” and by that, I’m not talking about representing the interests of their constituents.  The aim is to be seen and, thereby, get paid as much as can be gotten away with.

And here's why it has been possible.

Black and brown Americans have long highly rated seeing someone who looks like them in the halls of power and the House members and their backers know this. This is how these members stay in office for so long.

And since much of the legislative branch is corrupt, almost all the members get rich – often by voting government monies into their districts and siphoning from that pile. Meanwhile, their districts go to Hell.


Whose fault is this? The constituents. These voters care more about seeing themselves mirrored by the faces of their representatives that they care about the deterioration of their neighborhoods. And this phenomenon isn't just in Baltimore.

At some point, they (we) stopped paying attention to what, say, Elijah Cummings was doing or not doing to render actual representation in the halls of Congress. I wonder how many in his district knew that the area received $16 billion in federal funding last year. Of those who did know, I’m sure that someone asked where the money was going and was promptly ignored or told to shut up if they knew what was good for them.

That’s why it was necessary for the President of the United States to bring it up.

In fairness, the previous president spoke harshly about Baltimore, as well – to nearly no backlash from his fellow Democrats or from Big Media.

This one, however, is willing to take a lot of heat on this topic and willing to fire back -- with more deadly ammo. We’ve seen this before.

I’m willing to bet that this gravy train and many others will be stopped in their tracks.

That's reason for the screeching. More later on the content of the screeches.

ADDENDUM: For a more detailed plunge into the corruption abyss, check out this Twitter thread by Brian Cates.
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Friday, July 12, 2019

From Fear to Faith

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Baldilocks Talks: Episode Two is here.

And ...

I have a problem. I’ve had it all my life.

It’s the fear that anything I want and work for will not come to pass.

Before God got ahold of me and for some time afterward, it was a self-fulfilling prophecy.

As an adult, I reached out for many things – things which normal, functioning, and gifted adults reach for all the time. Family, children, education, career.

Reaching for such things, I’ve had my hand slapped down so many times that I stopped trying.

It became a feedback loop. I was afraid to try and fail again but I was also afraid to stop trying because what would the end result of that be? For years, this fear has been a huge source of anxiety.

The anxiety is clamping down my abdomen even as I type this.

Ever since I started writing in public, I’ve had dozens of people tell me that I’m gifted, but deep down, I felt that they were all just being nice to me. Meanwhile, I’ve watched as communicators who are similar to me in ability, ideology, and content rocket past me in all areas of success, especially in the Big Two: reach and finances. And, of course, the former leads to the latter.

I started to believe that I was cursed. And guess what! I was right.

I had curse myself through unbelief; through lack of faith in God.

Before God drew me to Christ, there was an “excuse” for this way of thinking, but not anymore.

Some who read this might point the finger at me and accuse me of “playing the victim.” Well, guess what! They are right, too.

I have been a victim of listening to the Adversary’s voice. That voice had almost become my own.

Well, join me in rebuking that merger in the name of Jesus the Christ.

I restarted my Patreon show, Baldilocks Talks, in part to stretch out my hand in faith rather than cower in fear. I have been not pleased with my own performance and I can feel the pull to give up.

Well, screw that, too.

The other reason I restarted the show in that, again, I’m in financial straits.

A confession: since I moved out of homeless housing in 2015, I’ve been a recipient of Veteran’s Section 8. But I took in too many donations last year and I’m now going to get the boot.

Thank God for being set free!!!!

But I still have bills to pay: rent, utilities, insurance. The usual; also I need a new phone. This month it’s about $3000.

God will provide if I keep pushing in faith. So, that’s what I’m going to do.

I have three projects I need to finish in the next few days: two transcripts for my two already-published Patreon shows; and the Big One: I want to finish the Supernatural Series I started in December. (In a sense, that series started when I was four years old.)

And Dave and I will produce another episode of Baldilocks Talks in less than a week.

While I’m doing that, please pray for me and please ...


Thank you for both.

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Monday, July 1, 2019

Interview with a Bald Girl on Patreon

I started my Patreon account back in 2017 with a show called Baldilocks Talks. I’d planned on making videos but my innate shyness (stop laughing) and vanity made me not want to do it.

As with all things worthwhile, however, there needs to be a catalyst – a push. Fire in the belly and/or under one’s backside. God has provided many of these since that beginning and the latest follows.

I have had trouble being hired in traditional positions because I have a record: carrying a loaded firearm; a misdemeanor. Yes, that’s a no-no here in California.

It was a first offense from six years ago, and I plan on having the record expunged – I’ve been a good girl since then. That, however, costs hundreds of dollars.

There’s additional motivation that I’ll get to in a later post.

In the meantime, I’ve kept plugging at what I love -- analyzing, observing and communicating – using the tools that I have.

But, as I pointed out earlier, I wasn’t using all of my tools.

So, I reached out to good friend and long-time baldilocks blog supporter Dave Perkins about helping me restart a regular podcast and below is a link to our first production. Dave is the producer and editor.

Me and Dave during last year's Road Trip
It’s in interview format and while I'm less mouthy here than I am in written form, but that will, of course change as I get more comfortable.

Considering the way in which Big Social Media is clamping down on conservative content producers, this, however, could be the wrong time to start.

Or the right time.

I’d say that it’s the latter. Just a few days ago, I was having a chat with a Facebook friend, a fellow conservative, who feels the need to censor herself due to the danger of being sent to what we colloquially refer to as Facebook Jail: the 30-day ban.

And it’s a legitimate concern. Twice I’ve posted for Dave on his FB page during his 30-day bans.

And there are dozens of conservatives – some with tens of thousands of followers -- who have been permanently banned from Twitter and Facebook for a variety of reasons. For some, there has been no stated reason at all.

But I have to take my own advice.
[I]t’s up to each one of us low rollers to step into the breach that our high-rolling friends no longer occupy and make the fearful keep trembling. Take it to them.
There's more than one way to keep from being muzzled. (See social media links below.)

Therefore I present our first interview.

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Criticism is welcome. It's the only way to improve.

I'd like to see more of you step (back) into the breach, as well. They can't shut all of us up ...

Well, they could, but why make it easy for them?

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Saturday, June 29, 2019

My June 2019 Post Digest for Da Tech Guy Blog

Aftereffects of the Obama Presidency
We spent eight years being afraid of what Obama had in store for us next. I want to see what’s in store for him.
How Bad is LA?

I can say this for certain: the entirety of LA has not become some horrid fantasy combo of trash and cooties.
The Irrelevance of Presidential Likability
Fact is, most people will accept tyranny if the tyrant blows smoke up their asses.
Open Service to the Principalities and Powers
You want the enemy’s servants to be open about their identity. This indicates arrogance — a fatal flaw.
Trump Takes Away and Gives
I, too, am angry, Nancy, but not at President Trump and not even at you and your party. After all, we expect you to favor foreigners over Americans and to screech RACISM!!! when you don’t get your way. Nature of the beast.

I’m angry at my party.
Limitless
I am again reminded of how much goodness there is out there in the highways and byways of our great country.
Let It Go
Jesus the Christ said that, immediately prior to the Last Days, nation would rise against nation. He was referring to tribal/racial conflict, but He also warned His followers to not be deceived by it.
A Slice of the CA Voter Fraud Pie
California, thy name is voter fraud, judicial nullification and shady transactions, high and low.
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Wednesday, June 26, 2019

Old Lady Talks About Music and God


Came across this the other day.
It seems like every new song that gains notoriety in the Hip-Hop world is a melodic manifestation of absolute destruction.
I’m aware there are many artists in the Hip-Hop/Rap genre that DO speak life, love and revolution. My point is they are severely outnumbered by the artists spreading death and self destruction. 
Typically, the prerequisite for a ‘poppin’ song nowadays is: 
• someone (probably black) must be murdered for the slightest confrontation.
• someone (probably black) must have sex with someone else’s (probably black) significant other.
• someone (probably black) must steal someone’s (probably black) money or property.
• someone (probably black) must avoid any healthy or constructive method of gaining a livable income.
• someone (probably black) must be completely intoxicated at all times and under no circumstances is sobriety acceptable or favorable. 
Who decided this was the best kind of music black people should be making and promoting? I’ll tell you who, the system of white supremacy [sic; see footnote below]. (...)

Making positive, powerful, enlightening, revolutionary music for the black community (particularly) in America is not a profitable venture.
Well, it used to be.

At the risk of displaying my own get-off-my-lawn-ism, not only do I recall when popular black music – R&B – featured talented vocalists, musicians, composers, and lyricists, I remember when such huge stars used to acknowledge God in their work as a matter of course.

People Get Ready is a 1965 offering from the Impressions. Curtis Mayfield is the lead singer.

People get ready
There's a train a-comin'
Don't need no baggage
You just get on board
All you need is faith
To hear the diesels humming
Don't need no ticket
You just thank the Lord
People get ready
There's a train to Jordan
Picking up passengers
From coast to coast
Faith is the key
Open the doors and board them
There's room for all
The loved the lost
The song is covered regularly at my church.

And take Earth, Wind, and Fire, arguably the most popular R&B band ever. Maurice White had the audacity to name his band after God, not to mention several albums: I Am, All&All, Spirit. Looking back in review, nearly every other song on their 70s and 80s albums was a hymn.

Gratitude (1975).

We just want to give gratitude
Got plenty love we want to give to you
Through good music we’re tryna to say
That the good Lord gonna make a way
From the Grammy juggernaut that was 70s-era Stevie Wonder, Have a Talk With God (1976).

Many of us feel we walk alone without a friend
Never communicating with the One who lives within
Forgetting all about the One who never ever lets you down
And you can talk to him anytime He's always around
When you feel your life's too hard
Just go have a talk with God.
Even when a song wasn’t overtly about God, sometimes an old-school R&B vocalist – who often got his/her start singing in church -- couldn’t help but acknowledge Him.

Consider Bad Luck (1975) by Harold Melvin and the Bluenotes.



At the end of the song, their lead sing, the legendary Teddy Pendergrass, ad-libs.
The only thing I got that I can hold on
Is my God!
My God!
Jesus be with me!
Jesus!
And then there was Al Jarreau. Closer to Your Love is from Album of the Year Grammy-nominee Breaking Away (1981). Giving the lyrics a closer listen, it's plain that he is not talking about his significant other.


Don't wanna climb a mountain.
Don't wanna swim a river.
I wanna feel the fire, power,
And all I can dream of.
Don't wanna climb a mountain.
Don't wanna swim a river.
I wanna move in
Closer to your love.
For a token non-R&B offering, there's James Taylor's Fire and Rain (1970).

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
I won't make it any other way
Even some rappers recognize the power inherent in the name of Jesus. Here's Jesus Walks (2009) by Kanye West. And Kanye makes the same point as the writer.


Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly
I know He hear me when my feet get weary
Cause we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models we rap we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
Or here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that's the way I need Jesus
So here go my single dog radio needs this
They said you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tape
But if I talk about God my record won't get played
Certainly there are present-day artists who devote their works to God. But there aren't so many Superstars who do this.

What you put into your being -- your mind via your eyes and ears -- has output. The purveyors of the type of "music" described at the top know this.

And I'm not the only one who believes that the devolution of black American music is intentional. But the culprit isn't white supremacism. It's a higher principality and power.

People who've had dreams and visions of Heaven say that it is full of beautiful music. Well, it seems to me that modern Hip Hop is the opposite of that -- grating noise whose purveyors rejoice in theft, murder and destruction.

Doesn't that sound like Hell to you?

Maybe I'm just getting old.

However, the producers of these offerings would go broke if no one were buying it. So what does that say about what we've become?

By the way, about your presence on my lawn ...

*To use the term white “supremacy” implies that whites really are supreme to all others. The term white (or other) supremacism is the correct one.And author of this op-ed is correct except for that line.

(Thanks to Cedric White)

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Sunday, June 16, 2019

Overflow

I have three fathers: Father, Uncle John, and Dad.

It has always seemed unfair, since I know several people whose only father is the guy who contributed the sperm and, all too often, nothing else, not even his last name.

Each one of my fathers, however, has contributed something good to the person I am.

From Father, I received an unusual heritage and a DNA-level love of language and communication. Uncle John took that raw material and laid a foundation; he taught me to read, write, and compute well before my first day in Kindergarten. And Dad has instilled in me the love of the Lord along with a healthy dose of common sense.

Why did I get such abundance?

Last year, I figured it out.

We Christians are adopted children and God the Father modeled that in my life by giving me two adoptive fathers. It was something that He wanted me to see and to tell. And, since I’m a little slow – I spent too much time with my eyes on something other than God – it took me 57 years to figure it out. By the way, God began showing me representations of Himself when I was a small child.
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God’s purpose in the modeling? To show me that's He real and that He loves His previously fatherless children, but I suspect that there's more for me to see and that pointing this out in public will lead to it. I'll let you know.

Anyway, I’m grateful to God for gifts that He gave me in these three men. Uncle John went to his final destination in 2000, but Father (80) and Dad (77) are still with us and looking pretty good, too!

Father -- Philip Ochieng

Dad: Johnny D.

Uncle John -- John Simpkins, Jr.
Happy Father’s Day, good men. I love you.

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