THE 

MICHAEL COHEN SHOW

Michael Cohen. Traitor, Victim, or Both?

A Travesty of Justice  

A Stalinist Burlesque Show

"... I don't know; I suspect ..."

Surmisal Is Not Evidence

"I don't know," and "I can't recall," or "Perhaps my attorney might know," are some of the oldest methods of avoidance in The Artful Dodger's Handbook of Legal Gamesmanship.

Cohen's testimony was an obvious fraud –– like everything else about the man. Coached, rehearsed, memorized, pathetic and patently false in tone. Anyone with half a brain could tell he was only saying what he knew he HAD to say in order to avoid solitary confinement and possible life imprisonment –– thuggish, bullying tactics typical of a Stalinist Show Trial –– precisely the kind of legal malpractice in which The Grand Inquisitor Robert Mueller has been indulging for more -than two solid years.

I admire President Trump, and am very grateful to him  for –– 

FIRST for saving us from HILLAHOG 

SECOND for the tremendous boost he's given the economy 

THIRD for playing an active role on the world's stage on behalf of The United States of America's best interests. 

However, I do feel obliged to criticize the president for exercising poor judgment in choosing a slithery, spineless, self-serving snake-in-the-grass like Michael Cohen to fill a position of such high responsibilty in the Trump organization.

OR is the now-disbarred, disgraced, soon to be imprisoned Mr. Cohen merely the latest high profile victim of Inqusitor Mueller's latter-day Witch Hunt?

MR. TRUMP GOES to WASHINGTON

The bells rang wildly in the town

To greet The Man of high renown.

As Trump came striding in

The pealing clanging, booming sound 

Filled the air with fearful din

And when the president arrived 

and strode into the room

The clanking from his dangling balls 

resounded through the halls

Sonorous enough to drown 

the dreaded Crack of Doom.

Before the brazen bonging's end 

had finally came to pass

Trump had torched the premises 

with lightning from his ass!

~ FreeThinke

Teaching Math 

The 1950's thru 2019

Teaching Math In The 1950's

A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In The 1960's

A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is 4/5 of the price, or $80. What is his profit?

Teaching Math In The 1970's

A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80. Did he make a profit?

Teaching Math In The 1980's

A logger sells a truckload of lumber for $100. His cost of production is $80 and his profit is $20. Your assignment: underline the number 20.

Teaching Math In 1990's

A logger cuts down a beautiful forest because he is selfish and inconsiderate and cares nothing for the habitat of animals or the preservation of our woodlands.  He does this so he can make a profit of $20. What do you think of this way of making a living? Topic for class participation after answering the question: How did the birds and squirrels feel as the logger cut down their homes? (There are no wrong answers, and if you feel like crying, it's OK. 
                                                                                                                                                       Teaching Math In The 2000's

Same question as number 5 but if you have special needs or just feel you need assistance because of race, color, religion, sex, age, childhood memories, criminal background, then don't answer and the correct answer will be provided for you.

Teaching Math In 2019

Un hachero vende una carrtada de maderapara 100 pesos El costo dela producciones es 80 pesos. Cuanto dinero ha hecho?

Perception

How Often Do We Notice 

... And Appreciate ... 

Reality 

For What It Is?

Setting: Washington D. C. Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007.

He played six Bach pieces for about forty-five minutes. During that time, approximately two-thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

After three minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

Four minutes later, the violinist received his first dollar; a woman threw the money in the till and, without stopping, continued to walk.

Six minutes went by, and a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

Ten minutes: A three-year-old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly, as the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time.

This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced them to move on.

Forty-five minutes: The musician played. Only six people stopped and stayed for a while. About twenty gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace.

He collected thirty-two dollars.

One hour: He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the finest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth three-and-a-half-million dollars.

Two days before, Joshua Bell had sold out a theater in Boston, where the tickers averaged one-hundred dollars a seat.

This is a true story.

Joshua Bell playing unheralded in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post, as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and priorities.

The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments, how many other wonderful things might we be missing?

Patrick Caddell, Pollster to 

Jimmy Carter, Dies at 68

by Will Lest [truncated and emended by FT]

WASHINGTON (AP) — Patrick Caddell, the pollster who helped propel Jimmy Carter in his longshot bid to win the presidency and later distanced himself from Democrats, has died, a colleague said Saturday night. He was 68.

Caddell died Saturday in Charleston, South Carolina, after suffering a stroke. …

After working with Democrats in the 1970s and 1980s, Caddell eventually drifted away from the Democratic Party and began advising supporters of Republican Donald Trump. He was also a contributor to Fox News for a time. 

Caddell worked for 1972 Democratic nominee George McGovern, then joined with Carter in the mid-1970s to develop a campaign strategy to overcome the cynicism spawned by the Vietnam War and Watergate. … Caddell said Carter’s best bet was to present himself as an outsider who could help heal the country.

As a student at Harvard, Caddell had studied Southern politics and was helpful to Carter and his close advisers  …

Caddell, a native of Rock Hill, South Carolina, and Carter found they had many ideas in common. …

“Caddell said …“Essentially, what he was running on in the campaign was the country’s having been psychologically devastated by the previous decade 

of involvement in Vietnam. Carter was offering himself as a healer…”

Carter won the presidency, but Caddell…  preferred to advise the president from outside the White House.

Caddell warned Carter of the dangers of getting out of touch with the voters …

Caddell wrote a memo warning of a crisis of confidence Americans were experiencing, and urged Carter to address them directly … That became known as the “malaise” speech, though Carter, himself, never used that word.

He lost re-election a year later … Ronald Reagan,  the winner,offered an optimistic vision of the future. …

In explaining his eventual break from Democrats, Caddell said he thought the party was no longer “a party of the people” but had been hijacked by Ivy League educated elites, Wall Street, and special interest groups.

He noted in a 2016 speech to students at Michigan’s Hillsdale College … Caddell said he considered the Democrats to be guilty of “stifling  dissent.”

He commended Trump for reaching out to people directly, … and Trump’s willingness to take on “the political class.”

Caddell died early Saturday at the hospital. He had not been ill, so hid sudden death was a surprise to those who knew him.

Among his many projects, he was a guest lecturer at the College of Charleston and the Citadel, she said. …

“These past years he had been consulting, conducting research and writing on the state of voter … dissatisfaction with the political system. … A spokrdmsn said, “He was a passionate man who wanted nothing more than to leave his grandchildren a better country.”

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1. ... Meanwhile ...

Mueller's Evil Spirit Stalks DC

OUR COLOSSAL 
FAILURE

HUMAN BEINGS GRAVITATE NATURALLY –– NOT toward LIBERTY, but –– toward DESPOTISM. 

FACE it: the MASSES are ASSES.

The vast majority are incapable of THNKING, therefore, they are incapable of making informed, intelligent decisions regarding the way they are governed.

The AMERICAN EXPERIMENT has FAILED.

We were founded by brilliant, daring, creative, forward-looking WHITE MEN of Protestant Christian Anglo-European antecedents.

It was a MISTAKE ever to have imagined that anything like the old "Melting Pot" metaphor would translate well into practical experience.

Once we started cynically importing large numbers of increasingly DISPARATE ELEMENTS under the mistaken belief that "ALL MEN (meaning PEOPLE) are created EQUAL" the vision of our Founding Fathers started to fray around the edges, unravel, and rend itself asunder.

The deliberate importation of DISPARATE elements in huge, uncontrolled numbers GUARANTEED our falling helplessly and hopelessly into ever increasing numbers of warring splinter factions.

The way we have developed since the 1890's provides irrefutable PROOF of of that.

Twisted, perverted interpretations of our founding Ideals and the Protestant Christian Ethic by clever, disingenuous sophists and venal unprincipled shysters has given us a tragic loss of norms. Consequently we've been deracinated –– cut loose from our morrings, and been asea –– and SEASICK –– ever since.

The Slave Traders Who Brought the First Boatloads of African Negroes to These Shores Were No Help Either, Of Course.  It was THEY who started us on the Road to Ruin

What the Marx-inspired "progressives" have wrought is done and cannot be undone.

All that's left to us now is "to strut and fret are our [last] hours upon the stage, tuntil] we are heard no more."

Life really is "A Tale Told by An idiot Full of Sound and Fury Signifying Nothing."

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Image thanks to Lisa of Who's Your Daddy?

A Valentine Card

Affection is the pearl of greatest price.

Value it above material wealth.

A chance for closeness may not happen twice.

Loving truly can improve one’s health.

Ease of conquest should not be the goal;

Nesting instincts point to more than that.

Trust and Loyal Caring make us whole.

Involvement and Commitment long have sat

Nobly ruling high on Virtue’s throne.

Eros from morality detached

Crudely goads into a trap well-known ––

Amour becomes a mere Itch .to be Scratched.

Redemption from the loneliness of Lust

Demands we work to earn our Lover’s Trust.

~ FreeThinke

The Hunter

Mueller's Malignant Spirit Stalks the Land

The Dark Left-Leaning Dome of D.C.

<––– Der Hässlicher Jäger –––>

Like a lean and hungry bird of prey

Trained to eye, to harrow, then to kill

This tall, relentless, heartless creature may

Enjoy a subtly cruel sadistic thrill

Sanctioned by perversion of the law.

This ruthless being has no human feeling.

He only lives to glut his savage maw

Inflicting wounds from which there is no healing.

Despite a long and honorable career

Something twisted in this creature’s head.

His nature loves to be a cause of fear;

Delighting in precipitating dread.

A persecutor lusting to destroy

 Lives with whom he coldly likes to toy.

~ FreeThinke

Our Latter-Day Paschal Victim