Dance Partners
The Story of Our Times
A Human Interest Series
Writing something you’d like to share is one thing.
Disseminating it – quite another.
October 27, 2024.
Of this 15-year effort to stamp done-done on this once and for all,
I have stuck to it like a punched-in job for the past year, in hopes of finalizing this before summer.
Summer got here before I knew it, then ended up being one helluva, tumultuous rollercoaster of a ride.
I have since, somewhat recovered and finally, reached out to my editor/publisher just last week;
an editor who merely asked for a measly foreword — 4 years ago.
He, is no longer an editor. To make matters worse,
I see where I neglected to keep this webpage active.
I am now — frantically in search of editor and techie.
This endeavor started out with the subtitle — The Power Dance of Time.
The timeworn dance, which currently has the very fate of our Democracy — smack in its crosshairs.
I spent a good chunk of this year creating an installment expressly to address this, and was
shooting for June to get it out to you; the great mass of the greatest ruling system ever concocted.
The countdown to this power dance is now less than 1 week away, and the techies still
can't get this online. Hence, why I am now — frazzled and frantic!
***
At this point, I feel that anyone who knows Our Democracy is at stake, must do whatever they can
to ensure it's still ours — once the dust settles. I’ll frantically keep working thru the exasperations of
website and editing the best I can; both of which make me want to pull my hair out so, wish me luck!
I'll then hunt down as many email addresses I can find. I'll start with Oprah, news outlets, colleges and
go from there. I'm shooting for 50, in hopes a handful of recipients will share this — any way they can.
***
In the header— Read Tab, I've posted several installments, and will get the rest reposted as fast
as my editing skills allow. Of the ones posted, it would be best to start at the Introduction,
Acknowledgments and Part I, before jumping into Part XIII; 2nd Chance Wake-Up Call.
This will give readers a better sense to what is — The Story Of Our Times.
Doing so, should take a bit of the edge off what is -- A Trump Exposé.
This was expressly written with unsure voters in mind so if this flies;
if everyone who receives this strives to share it to help them see why
we must all — move to protect Our Democracy — we can still prevail.
***
It's now October 31st. This website is finally online. Evidently, it takes up to 48 hours
for a URL to propagate, and that's if there are no glitches. There was 4 glitches.
But, plenty of our youth know how to social network the hell outta stuff
and I am, a forever hopeful optimist. A Hail Mary can still work.
To our younger voters: you are the Hail Mary. Please run with this,
please show yourself, please show the whole world,
just how empowering — free world youth can be!
And when the dust settles after November 5th,
be sure to come back to — Our Story.
No matter how the chips fall, we’ve got much to do,
and what we must do — is for the sake of your future.
A good time to point out that it's the great mass,
who actually writes — The Story of their Times.
Please paint with broad strokes.
Thank you.
***
November 2nd, 2024
**Just went to see how these were looking on a smartphone screen.
It isn't good. I will have to get tech support to help me out with this.
Meanwhile, if a smartphone screen is all you have to go on, just use the PDF tab.
***
November 4th, 2024
I think I have pretty much failed, at all disseminating efforts. I'm done in.
My bright idea for today, was to try and make a Google ad. Again. I failed yesterday.
But today! I had help. A real nice lady in the Philippines, worked very hard to get the ad going for me.
We probably spent a total of 3 hours on the phone. She was pulling all rush order strings she could.
The ad would run for just 24 hours, for just $700.00! I'm being facetious. I'm not flush with cash. I'm just telling
you this cuz I want you to know how much I did try, and how much this try meant to me. But, after she worked her
miracles, it was live, I thanked her and went outside to button things up. An hour later, I came back in to find,
the ad had been pulled; citing something about being against political ad rules. I can't even post ads right!
***
Yesterday, I decided to keep a running-post going. You know, a story in a story about our times.
So, I'm now dating these days; the ones leading up to the next eve, where half of the American
population is gonna be physically sick, by the time the dust settles tomorrow night. I want young adult voter to know:
This ain't no ordinary, presidential election.
Also, I like you to know, that I have never, gone to the extremes that I have subjecting myself over,
for the past weeks, for any presidential election ever. That, is how frightening this election is,
and I'm purple proud so I can only imagine how our passionate, Democrat brethren are feeling right now!
Still, I'm beating my head against a brick wall; which I intend to whine about shortly,
cuz I do have the future of our own kids — square in my sights!
***
Part I isn't getting posted tonight, cuz that 3 hour chat I had today, frazzled any desire
I left to run on. I will work on that tomorrow. But I do want to post the ad that didn't qualify as fit,
and you can decide if I was outta line! But if you don't see anything wrong with it,
then consider this as just one example, of how damn hard it is for just any everyday commoner;
you know, law-abiding, tax-paying, contribution to society commoner-us,
to try and get a shoutout — out to anywhere! Damn!
Anyway, here's the ad, and feel free to post in the blog what you think.
I keep thinking the glitch, may have something to do with showing just a bit too much
passionate concern, for our kids future. Ha! It's now concern for my grandkids!
I started this which never ends, 15 years ago when my kids were teens!
I'm a grandparent now! Wow time flies! But then, maybe it's the
Mcabre Dance that bugs them? Although, that's just a dance that's
been understood forever as thee dance, for the one beast who knows,
their mortality is time-stamped.
And believe me, once you get old enough to be a grandparent,
you definitely start feeling that stamp closer!
Good night. I'm calling it a day.
Below is the ad.
Of this 15-year effort to stamp done-done on this once and for all,
I have stuck to it like a punched-in job for the past year, in hopes of finalizing this before summer.
Summer got here before I knew it, then ended up being one helluva, tumultuous rollercoaster of a ride.
I have since, somewhat recovered and finally, reached out to my editor/publisher just last week;
an editor who merely asked for a measly foreword — 4 years ago.
He, is no longer an editor. To make matters worse,
I see where I neglected to keep this webpage active.
I am now — frantically in search of editor and techie.
This endeavor started out with the subtitle — The Power Dance of Time.
The timeworn dance, which currently has the very fate of our Democracy — smack in its crosshairs.
I spent a good chunk of this year creating an installment expressly to address this, and was
shooting for June to get it out to you; the great mass of the greatest ruling system ever concocted.
The countdown to this power dance is now less than 1 week away, and the techies still
can't get this online. Hence, why I am now — frazzled and frantic!
***
At this point, I feel that anyone who knows Our Democracy is at stake, must do whatever they can
to ensure it's still ours — once the dust settles. I’ll frantically keep working thru the exasperations of
website and editing the best I can; both of which make me want to pull my hair out so, wish me luck!
I'll then hunt down as many email addresses I can find. I'll start with Oprah, news outlets, colleges and
go from there. I'm shooting for 50, in hopes a handful of recipients will share this — any way they can.
***
In the header— Read Tab, I've posted several installments, and will get the rest reposted as fast
as my editing skills allow. Of the ones posted, it would be best to start at the Introduction,
Acknowledgments and Part I, before jumping into Part XIII; 2nd Chance Wake-Up Call.
This will give readers a better sense to what is — The Story Of Our Times.
Doing so, should take a bit of the edge off what is -- A Trump Exposé.
This was expressly written with unsure voters in mind so if this flies;
if everyone who receives this strives to share it to help them see why
we must all — move to protect Our Democracy — we can still prevail.
***
It's now October 31st. This website is finally online. Evidently, it takes up to 48 hours
for a URL to propagate, and that's if there are no glitches. There was 4 glitches.
But, plenty of our youth know how to social network the hell outta stuff
and I am, a forever hopeful optimist. A Hail Mary can still work.
To our younger voters: you are the Hail Mary. Please run with this,
please show yourself, please show the whole world,
just how empowering — free world youth can be!
And when the dust settles after November 5th,
be sure to come back to — Our Story.
No matter how the chips fall, we’ve got much to do,
and what we must do — is for the sake of your future.
A good time to point out that it's the great mass,
who actually writes — The Story of their Times.
Please paint with broad strokes.
Thank you.
***
November 2nd, 2024
**Just went to see how these were looking on a smartphone screen.
It isn't good. I will have to get tech support to help me out with this.
Meanwhile, if a smartphone screen is all you have to go on, just use the PDF tab.
***
November 4th, 2024
I think I have pretty much failed, at all disseminating efforts. I'm done in.
My bright idea for today, was to try and make a Google ad. Again. I failed yesterday.
But today! I had help. A real nice lady in the Philippines, worked very hard to get the ad going for me.
We probably spent a total of 3 hours on the phone. She was pulling all rush order strings she could.
The ad would run for just 24 hours, for just $700.00! I'm being facetious. I'm not flush with cash. I'm just telling
you this cuz I want you to know how much I did try, and how much this try meant to me. But, after she worked her
miracles, it was live, I thanked her and went outside to button things up. An hour later, I came back in to find,
the ad had been pulled; citing something about being against political ad rules. I can't even post ads right!
***
Yesterday, I decided to keep a running-post going. You know, a story in a story about our times.
So, I'm now dating these days; the ones leading up to the next eve, where half of the American
population is gonna be physically sick, by the time the dust settles tomorrow night. I want young adult voter to know:
This ain't no ordinary, presidential election.
Also, I like you to know, that I have never, gone to the extremes that I have subjecting myself over,
for the past weeks, for any presidential election ever. That, is how frightening this election is,
and I'm purple proud so I can only imagine how our passionate, Democrat brethren are feeling right now!
Still, I'm beating my head against a brick wall; which I intend to whine about shortly,
cuz I do have the future of our own kids — square in my sights!
***
Part I isn't getting posted tonight, cuz that 3 hour chat I had today, frazzled any desire
I left to run on. I will work on that tomorrow. But I do want to post the ad that didn't qualify as fit,
and you can decide if I was outta line! But if you don't see anything wrong with it,
then consider this as just one example, of how damn hard it is for just any everyday commoner;
you know, law-abiding, tax-paying, contribution to society commoner-us,
to try and get a shoutout — out to anywhere! Damn!
Anyway, here's the ad, and feel free to post in the blog what you think.
I keep thinking the glitch, may have something to do with showing just a bit too much
passionate concern, for our kids future. Ha! It's now concern for my grandkids!
I started this which never ends, 15 years ago when my kids were teens!
I'm a grandparent now! Wow time flies! But then, maybe it's the
Mcabre Dance that bugs them? Although, that's just a dance that's
been understood forever as thee dance, for the one beast who knows,
their mortality is time-stamped.
And believe me, once you get old enough to be a grandparent,
you definitely start feeling that stamp closer!
Good night. I'm calling it a day.
Below is the ad.
To all young and unsure voters. Read and share:
Trump Exposé at: www.dancepartners.org.
It’s homework. It will take about an hour,
but it is for— the future of your own Democracy.
Trump Exposé at: www.dancepartners.org.
It’s homework. It will take about an hour,
but it is for— the future of your own Democracy.