The Story of Our Times; to where we most currently and actually stand, is the witnessing to one of our ultra-exclusive just-2 platforms, sluff off a whole new platform. This, is actually a spot of good news, as it’s one of the most fundamental elements to be found in--The Story of Our Times. Prior to yesterday, we were just one step above none. Today; and for the next 4 years--Our Democracy will be on some very shaky ground. Trump did provide us a 2nd chance wake-up call. But, just as the 1st one he provided, we chose not to seize this opportunity either. So, we now have 4 years to seize the next opportunity he is providing us--to ensure this never happens again. We, have work to do but we must first, get on the same page. This is, our baseplate start. I won’t hit a bullseye every time in trying to paint the bulky, silent middle in but silent, isn’t what we can afford to entertain any longer so, you will need to cut me some damn slack!
Since our emotions are running high; the day after, makes our right-now emotions in need of remembering. I’m combining my add-in musing's into a running reminder for how the past few months, then the past several days, unfolded for the scribe writing down--The Story of Our Times. The, I'm gonna try to post the homepage information I just re-created, on Instagram, Reddit, Substack. I will ask readers to join here. Then, I’m gonna take a break. During the next week, I will post up thru Part VI, and will wait for a congregating-us to amass, before posting the rest of Our Story. I will also relocate The Trump Exposé to its XIII perch on this lonely branch. Upon officially certified in January; Thee January 6th of 2021 event which he defiled, then I will either take the Trump Exposé out of this flock, or leave it in as a reminder of what we must never again allow to happen. If we congregated by then, it will be us--making that decision. Either way and from here on out, we can refer to what--A President of the United States should do, simply to acknowledge our highest esteem, for our highest office. We do not, need to refer to who sits in that office, in any high esteem measure. What he did on January 6th, 2021--is not acceptable. We, simply allowed our frightened brothers and sisters to hang their hope on a very sullied, imposters cape. It is also, shamefully unacceptable what Our Supreme Court has contributed, to what has allowed his sham to ever get this far. But, this is where we're at. We simply move respectfully on, and begin--what must begin. So, this is how life unfolded for this--forever, hopeful, optimist.
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, and ended up being one helluva, tumultuous rollercoaster of a ride. I have since, somewhat recovered, and finally reached out to my editor 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. It’s one helluva 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. I am now frazzled and frantic!
At this point, I feel that anyone who knows Our Democracy is at stake, must do whatever we 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.
October 31st, 2024.
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 you 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 3rd, 2024.
I spent the past several days conducting the most humiliatingly, most unsavory task, I think I've ever subjected myself to: the trying to reach well-connected folks. A task, I found harder to do this time around, than I did in 2015. Back then, I wanted to share the whole--Story of Our Times. This time, I just wanted help share Part XIII; The Trump Exposé. Nothing about trying to reach well-connected folks is easy; especially when trying to remain anonymous, but nowadays, it's nearly impossible for anyone not on any social networking platform so therefore--someone without any followers, what-so-ever.
I might've reached my 50-count goal but it's hard to say. I think some of my pleas didn't exit the launchpad; much less arrive at a receiving platform. For those who did receive my plea, please forgive my intrusiveness, just please don't discard my asking. By the way, we can't email Oprah. Just thought I'd share that tidbit in case anyone else is silly enough to think we can. Although, we can email the White House and that surprised me! Well, do remember, I am going for any Hail Mary I can think of and, my imagination— works as intended.
Currently; while getting Part I readied to repost, I'm working up the courage to email a few more swing state colleges; that's if I can figure out how to get emails past their fortress doors. Seriously though, we gotta know that if this race ends up being anywhere near close, we’ll be subjected to —and get to pay for, another round of distrust bile getting spewed all over our voting system. And, there's still that ticking timebomb we'll have to deal with too. Damn! Sure wish I'd have gotten this Trump Exposé aloft even 2 weeks ago! I truly believe if young adult voters know what we know from back in 2015, this wouldn't be an issue. FYI: A strong leader, would be that of one with resilient integrity so don't get to thinkin' America doesn't need the support of other countries, or that Trump has the strength needed to go it alone on the global scene. There's a showdown goin' on out there and all free world countries need to stick together. Problem is, most world leaders don't hold a shred of respect for Trump or—his caliber of integrity. Effectively working and sticking together then; which is especially important right now, is—the position of strength. A tyrant then, isn't something the rest of the free world wants to work with so effective, isn't much in the picture. And with that, I'm off to resume my website and editing tasks; the 2 other, most unsavory tasks that goes with this endeavor that just won't end dammit! With luck, Part I will be posted on Monday, and after the election, it will resume its spot here, and Part XIII will move to it's rightful perch on this lonely branch, out in a vastland of countless other lonely branches. Which, that's what's been on my mind for the past 3 days; why I started this post to begin with! How many of us, have no social network presence?
For the past 3 days of enduring this most humiliating, unsavory task of trying to get someone to share--The Trump Exposé, I came to determine that a huge chunk of us; like maybe 80% of us even--have no social networking presence. Now maybe 50% of us follow, those in the 20% realm who have a well-connected presence, but I bet the vast majority of us go out into that vastland for many reasons, but, not so much for our means for socializing. This got me to thinkin' that if, the great mass actually felt we mattered to politicians; more than just once every 4 years, and if, we actually felt we mattered to those we made well-connected; beyond just keeping them well-connected, then how might we feel if--our presence mattered too? Well! A lightbulb blinked on during the wee-hours; which I then remembered when I sat down to edit this morning, so I'm just gonna share it! I thought hey! If politicians; and whoever else we make well-connected, wanted to show us a bit of appreciation every now and again; you know, for making them famous in the first place, then how 'bout just giving us a voucher each time we vote! We'd have 4 years to choose who we'd want to call upon to help us, get what's on our mind that we want to share, out into that sharing world! I sure know that I for one, would be plum tickled! Maybe then, we could feel our presence matters too! Okay, I think I feel a bit better now. Just know my vastland ventures, are horridly unsavory, and that's putting it nicely.
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 at this as well but today! I had help. A real nice lady in the Philippines worked very hard to get an ad going for me. We probably spent a total of 3 hours on the phone. She was pulling all rush strings for me. It 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. After she worked her miracles, it was up and running, so I went outside to button things up; a winter storm is headed my way. And when I came back in, the ad was pulled; citing election law no-no's.
These past 3 days, have provided me the same damn nightmare I endured back in 2012, and 2015. I figured I'd just post these frustrations now, which should save you from having to read about this whining later. The ad I posted; from just a no-name commoner, simply had the Macabre Dance that's on our frontpage, and 4 simple lines; 1) to all young and/or unsure voters. 2) you must read A Trump Exposé. 3) Do so for the sake of your own future. 4) www.dancepartners.org. I just thought I'd share that. Evidently, political ads stuffed with lies and hateful bile can run, just not informative ones about why--we should never give egomaniac tyrants Our Democracy.
This is just one example, of how damn hard it is for just any everyday, law-abiding, tax-paying, contribution to society, to share what's important to us, and especially is we happen to be--passionately concerned for our kids future. Hell! Grandkids! I started this which never ends 15 years ago when my kids were teens! I'm now a grandparent! Anyway, I’m calling it a day. Landslide, just came on Pandora. Children get older, and I'm gettin' older too. Indeed. I feel like a landslide has, brought me down.
November 5th, 2024.
I chose not to watch last night. I awakened at 4am. Snow was falling. I awakened to a very cold hell.
Since our emotions are running high; the day after, makes our right-now emotions in need of remembering. I’m combining my add-in musing's into a running reminder for how the past few months, then the past several days, unfolded for the scribe writing down--The Story of Our Times. The, I'm gonna try to post the homepage information I just re-created, on Instagram, Reddit, Substack. I will ask readers to join here. Then, I’m gonna take a break. During the next week, I will post up thru Part VI, and will wait for a congregating-us to amass, before posting the rest of Our Story. I will also relocate The Trump Exposé to its XIII perch on this lonely branch. Upon officially certified in January; Thee January 6th of 2021 event which he defiled, then I will either take the Trump Exposé out of this flock, or leave it in as a reminder of what we must never again allow to happen. If we congregated by then, it will be us--making that decision. Either way and from here on out, we can refer to what--A President of the United States should do, simply to acknowledge our highest esteem, for our highest office. We do not, need to refer to who sits in that office, in any high esteem measure. What he did on January 6th, 2021--is not acceptable. We, simply allowed our frightened brothers and sisters to hang their hope on a very sullied, imposters cape. It is also, shamefully unacceptable what Our Supreme Court has contributed, to what has allowed his sham to ever get this far. But, this is where we're at. We simply move respectfully on, and begin--what must begin. So, this is how life unfolded for this--forever, hopeful, optimist.
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, and ended up being one helluva, tumultuous rollercoaster of a ride. I have since, somewhat recovered, and finally reached out to my editor 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. It’s one helluva 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. I am now frazzled and frantic!
At this point, I feel that anyone who knows Our Democracy is at stake, must do whatever we 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.
October 31st, 2024.
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 you 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 3rd, 2024.
I spent the past several days conducting the most humiliatingly, most unsavory task, I think I've ever subjected myself to: the trying to reach well-connected folks. A task, I found harder to do this time around, than I did in 2015. Back then, I wanted to share the whole--Story of Our Times. This time, I just wanted help share Part XIII; The Trump Exposé. Nothing about trying to reach well-connected folks is easy; especially when trying to remain anonymous, but nowadays, it's nearly impossible for anyone not on any social networking platform so therefore--someone without any followers, what-so-ever.
I might've reached my 50-count goal but it's hard to say. I think some of my pleas didn't exit the launchpad; much less arrive at a receiving platform. For those who did receive my plea, please forgive my intrusiveness, just please don't discard my asking. By the way, we can't email Oprah. Just thought I'd share that tidbit in case anyone else is silly enough to think we can. Although, we can email the White House and that surprised me! Well, do remember, I am going for any Hail Mary I can think of and, my imagination— works as intended.
Currently; while getting Part I readied to repost, I'm working up the courage to email a few more swing state colleges; that's if I can figure out how to get emails past their fortress doors. Seriously though, we gotta know that if this race ends up being anywhere near close, we’ll be subjected to —and get to pay for, another round of distrust bile getting spewed all over our voting system. And, there's still that ticking timebomb we'll have to deal with too. Damn! Sure wish I'd have gotten this Trump Exposé aloft even 2 weeks ago! I truly believe if young adult voters know what we know from back in 2015, this wouldn't be an issue. FYI: A strong leader, would be that of one with resilient integrity so don't get to thinkin' America doesn't need the support of other countries, or that Trump has the strength needed to go it alone on the global scene. There's a showdown goin' on out there and all free world countries need to stick together. Problem is, most world leaders don't hold a shred of respect for Trump or—his caliber of integrity. Effectively working and sticking together then; which is especially important right now, is—the position of strength. A tyrant then, isn't something the rest of the free world wants to work with so effective, isn't much in the picture. And with that, I'm off to resume my website and editing tasks; the 2 other, most unsavory tasks that goes with this endeavor that just won't end dammit! With luck, Part I will be posted on Monday, and after the election, it will resume its spot here, and Part XIII will move to it's rightful perch on this lonely branch, out in a vastland of countless other lonely branches. Which, that's what's been on my mind for the past 3 days; why I started this post to begin with! How many of us, have no social network presence?
For the past 3 days of enduring this most humiliating, unsavory task of trying to get someone to share--The Trump Exposé, I came to determine that a huge chunk of us; like maybe 80% of us even--have no social networking presence. Now maybe 50% of us follow, those in the 20% realm who have a well-connected presence, but I bet the vast majority of us go out into that vastland for many reasons, but, not so much for our means for socializing. This got me to thinkin' that if, the great mass actually felt we mattered to politicians; more than just once every 4 years, and if, we actually felt we mattered to those we made well-connected; beyond just keeping them well-connected, then how might we feel if--our presence mattered too? Well! A lightbulb blinked on during the wee-hours; which I then remembered when I sat down to edit this morning, so I'm just gonna share it! I thought hey! If politicians; and whoever else we make well-connected, wanted to show us a bit of appreciation every now and again; you know, for making them famous in the first place, then how 'bout just giving us a voucher each time we vote! We'd have 4 years to choose who we'd want to call upon to help us, get what's on our mind that we want to share, out into that sharing world! I sure know that I for one, would be plum tickled! Maybe then, we could feel our presence matters too! Okay, I think I feel a bit better now. Just know my vastland ventures, are horridly unsavory, and that's putting it nicely.
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 at this as well but today! I had help. A real nice lady in the Philippines worked very hard to get an ad going for me. We probably spent a total of 3 hours on the phone. She was pulling all rush strings for me. It 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. After she worked her miracles, it was up and running, so I went outside to button things up; a winter storm is headed my way. And when I came back in, the ad was pulled; citing election law no-no's.
These past 3 days, have provided me the same damn nightmare I endured back in 2012, and 2015. I figured I'd just post these frustrations now, which should save you from having to read about this whining later. The ad I posted; from just a no-name commoner, simply had the Macabre Dance that's on our frontpage, and 4 simple lines; 1) to all young and/or unsure voters. 2) you must read A Trump Exposé. 3) Do so for the sake of your own future. 4) www.dancepartners.org. I just thought I'd share that. Evidently, political ads stuffed with lies and hateful bile can run, just not informative ones about why--we should never give egomaniac tyrants Our Democracy.
This is just one example, of how damn hard it is for just any everyday, law-abiding, tax-paying, contribution to society, to share what's important to us, and especially is we happen to be--passionately concerned for our kids future. Hell! Grandkids! I started this which never ends 15 years ago when my kids were teens! I'm now a grandparent! Anyway, I’m calling it a day. Landslide, just came on Pandora. Children get older, and I'm gettin' older too. Indeed. I feel like a landslide has, brought me down.
November 5th, 2024.
I chose not to watch last night. I awakened at 4am. Snow was falling. I awakened to a very cold hell.