Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

On the very top of Cape Cod, at the finger tips as it were, lies the famous, “Race Point”, a part of the Cape Cod National Seashore, and within that small, sandy strip of moving history is the answer to climate change and all of the consequences therein.  Hello and greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket!  After receiving over seven inches of rain, with President Barack Obama declaring Rhode Island in a “state of emergency”, rivers expected to crest today from New York north to Maine, New England is finally drying out with temperatures expected in the 70’s this week end with abundant sunshine fore casted.  The storms are getting more powerful, as moisture builds in the atmosphere, strengthening the power of the sea.  I took a course in meteorology in college and once attended a weather seminar presented by one of the local news stations in Denver, Colorado, and by doing so have gained somewhat of a grasp of what the heck is going on here on planet earth… What strikes me as odd is the denial of what is truly happening to our precious planet–day after day, we pretend that the earth’s whole eco-system is not changing.  When I walk out onto Race Point, looking out at the dunes on a cold March day, like this year, all alone with nature and the spirit of Cape Cod, I think to myself, “How long will this beauty last, how long before the sea takes Race Point, and indeed New York City?”  The problem is not with the scientific facts laid out so eloquently by former Vice President Al Gore in his book, “An Inconvenient Truth”, labeled as false by the ignorant and “powerful”.  The problem is a lack of urgency. Like his frog analogy, we have to be woken up as to the truth and work like the dickens to fix this very fixable problem.  In that metaphor, the frog is sitting in a glass test tube that is being heated by a bunson burner and because the temperature is slowly getting warmer, the frog does not notice, nor have the desire to simply jump out of the beaker, thus saving himself.  Conversely, if you took that same frog and placed him in that same very warm water that it is now, he would jump straight out, thus nullifying the need to save him altogether.  In Al Gore’s metaphor, the frog is saved and all is well.  We are that frog.  We sit idly by and watch as coal plants, cars, trucks, planes and the like continue to spew filth into our skies increasing the temperature of that beaker.  This is no joke.  This is very real.  It is high time to put our stupid, petty egos aside and fight for the survival of planet earth!  It may sound corny, but I will take that risk because I love Cape Cod too much to see it swallowed whole by the sea forever.  May you have a wonderful Wednesday folks!  Peace~ M

Looking up at the 285 foot “Pilgrim’s Monument” on an early spring morning brings back the essence, the truth of where we came from…  Greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket!  We have received ~5 inches of rain here on the Cape, with 2 more inches expected today. Not that unusual for this time of year.  However, if one were to take a trip to the Chatham area and Coast Guard Beach, a popular spot on the Cape for surfers, you would find that the beach is gone, like the wind.  In January of this year, we had a huge low pressure system that you may recall knocked out the power to over 500,000 homes in the mid-Atlantic states.  On the Cape and especially at Coast Guard, the sea has reclaimed a good deal of real estate, leaving the area battered and torn.  I viewed some photos a few days ago, from the visitors center just outside of Chatham, an observatory that is connected with the Cape Cod National Seashore.  I was stunned when I saw just how much damage that particular storm caused.  There was a picture from this past summer, where the sand was at least 100 yards wide, from the dunes to the edge of the Atlantic.  Then, I viewed an image from this past January and it looked like the ocean had taken a big bite out of the land, for the sand was gone, completely, and what was left was a seven foot drop from the once gentle dunes to the ocean’s edge, now resembling a cliff in Big Sur, California.  The foot bridge that once took bikers from the visitors center approximately 3 miles west is gone.  It was a magnificent bridge, spanning over a salt marsh where one can see Great Blue Herons roam the ancient, untouched beauty that is Cape Cod.  This is global warming, this is climate change, this is whatever you wish to deny– but it is a reality.  There is no doubt in my mind that serious climate changes are happening at an exponential speed and to be quite frank with you, it is heart breaking.  I’m not sure what it is going to take for the world to wake up to it’s own reality.  “I’m an IBM’er– let’s build a smarter planet…” I’m sure you have all seen that commercial.  To me, that statement is a contradiction in terms.  I grew up with the corporate milieu of large main frame computers, albeit a competitor of IBM, Amdahl Computers, now Fujitsu (Tokyo), and I’m quite sure that “global warming” is not on the agenda of IBM’s design to “build a smarter planet”…  You want to build a smarter planet?  Then find a way to combat the ever increasing level of Carbon Dioxide, Methane and other green house gases that we continue to spew into our atmosphere, effectively destroying our planet all in the name of profit over people.  Build a smarter planet?  It seems to me Mother Earth was doing just fine until all of our collective “smarts” began throwing garbage into the oceans, emitting hazardous waste into the atmosphere and creating an infrastructure in this country that relies (almost exclusively) on fossil fuels, thereby keeping the military industrial complex in business, rewarding the very richest of us and crying poverty when asked to help the millions who don’t have enough to eat tonight.  Is this IBM’s grand vision of a smarter planet?   Have a nice Tuesday folks and God Bless us ALL!  Peace~ M

Greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket!  On a cool, rainy day here in the latter part of March, I bid you a fair adieu.  The above image is of Cape Cod Bay, specifically North Truro and one of the may hills that define this solitary town at the very tip top of the glacier born Cape.  The town in the winter is quiet, with the only sound being one of wind and weather, as the sun, sleet, snow and rain caress the dunes that have remained untouched by man for centuries.  Cape Cod National Seashore is a string of lands that were set aside when Theodore Roosevelt created the National Park system throughout the country, assuring that developers would not spoil this most sacred of all national parks, (in my opinion).  For it is within this area, that the first settlers in the United States of America first landed.  When the tall ships came in from the east, they initially stopped in Chatham, a little further down the arm of the Cape, as they were in search of water.  Not being able to find a suitable mooring for their water vessels at now Coast Guard Beach in Chatham, the pilgrims headed north along the coast line of “Lower Cape” and landed in Provincetown, just north of North Truro, and built a giant tower, known as the “Pilgrim Monument”.  In the winter, with no tourists or commercial interruptions, the clearness and clarity of the salty, cold air brings about a peace that I’ve never known.  As one loses oneself in the dunes of “time” in this noble place, one begins to see with that clarity, sorting out the true from the false, noting what is important and what is not, and with that finding the answers to questions that I dared not ask before.  This is America!  The true birth place of this great, proud nation of ours.  350 years ago Fox News did not exist.  I wonder if Roger Ailes, the President of that “fair and balanced news station”, ever took the time to look at the grandeur of this country, took a good look at what is truly important and what is not.  For in the end, it is the LOVE we make that we take with us after we shake this mortal coil.  Fighting the good fight, especially when speaking of mother earth, is a noble cause.  We all live on this planet, and we all have a right to know and speak the truth concerning global warming, for it is here, whether you like it or not, and I can guarantee you one thing, our children and grandchildren will ask us years from now, what were you thinking?  Why didn’t you do something about the filth that we all put into our atmosphere, causing the great glaciers and polar ice caps to melt before our very eyes?  What the “hell” were you thinking?  Short term profits?  That’s what I thought.  So the next time a Fox News representatives like Glenn, “lonesome roads”, Beck tries to sell you some warped ideology that does not have you in mind, but controlling your mind in mind, change the channel and don’t look back.  For poison comes in many forms, and Fox News is a poison that you just can’t afford to take.  The misinformation, deliberate lies, and the fueling of hatred, violence and fear in this country is a direct result of sick individuals at the top of the food chain whose main objective is power, profit and control.  Bill Maher, of HBO’s, “Real Time with Bill Maher”, said it best last night, when he stated the obvious, “when you call out a playground bully, bloody his nose and look at him for what he truly is, he squeals like a pig.”  I am paraphrasing Bill, for his comments were on HBO and I prefer to remain a gentleman.  This is no time to back down, it is time to fight.  I conclude that if we do not get a hold on the carbon dioxide, methane, and other green house gases that we are spewing into the blue sky soon, this planet will undergo changes that will effect even the “P.O.N.” and their high and mighty rhetoric will crumble, like the glaciers of Greenland, disappearing into the sea forever.  I pray to God someone is listening…  Have a great week folks!  Peace~ M

On a beautiful morning here in Osterville, Massachusetts, with the sun announcing it’s rise with authority  at Dowses Beach, I bid you a fair adieu.  It has been an historic week.  There is just no getting around it.  For some it has been bitter.  For some it has been sweet.  For some, they may find, it has been both bitter and sweet.  Why, one might ask, has it been so bitter for some?  Where does that bitterness come from?  Has the offering of the gift of LIFE become such a struggle and sacrifice?  To answer these questions, one must only look to the source.  Control, Power, Greed…these words come to mind, when I have taken the time to review the complaints offered up by the “P.O.N.”, brought to you by, Aetna, Cigna, Blue Cross and Blue Shield (pick a state), Wellpoint, United Healthcare, The Prudential, Metropolitan Life, well, you get the picture.  The irony is that these fine institutions of our country will actually gain more business by the passage of the new health care LAW that was just passed less than a week ago.  The “health care system” will remain in place, it has not been dismantled and put aside for another, a more humane form of health care, such as a single payer system that almost every other progressive nation on planet earth has in place right now, and thus, will have the opportunity to make plenty of money off of other people’s illnesses in the future.  Heck, with the new Supreme Court decision giving corporations unlimited fiscal access to politicians’ aspirations to “take over” the House of Representatives and/or the United States Senate, the “party of NO” should be rejoicing.  But, they are not.  Instead, they have chosen the low road and in time, most will see the futility of such a move, with the consequences being irrelevance and intolerance.  Are the “leaders” of such a party really believing the rhetoric they read and write?  Of course they are.  Take Texas as an example.  There is a politician in that fine state that is literally re-writing history (creating text books for high schools explaining away truths such as evolution), taking out the facts and replacing them with myth and, dare I say, lies by the boatload.  This is the mind control the P.O.N. seeks, moreover, it is the policy that the overlords of said politicians crave.  Who would have believed 10 years ago, or even 20 years ago, we would have a clown like Glenn Beck teaching the frightened masses of America fake history, world history at that, on his cheesy blackboard?  Gone are the days of great men of stature such as Walter Cronkite, who would most likely forgiven these new media moguls, because that is just the kind of guy Walter Cronkite was.  It was not about his over inflated ego.  He was just there to report events such as Apollo 11 landing on the moon, the Soviet missile crisis, the resignation of President Nixon and the tragic loss of one of our greatest Presidents in our illustrious history, Jack Kennedy.  This United States has become a 24 hour American Idol television show, filled with commercial interruptions, confusion between fact and fiction, and most apparent, the take over of public interests by the corporations that own the media.  It is also ironic that FOX NEWS would complain about this reality, when their market share has never been higher.  Walter Cronkite was not interested in red meat.  He knew that objectivity is at the heart of any worthy journalist, who simply wishes to observe and report, leaving the opinion to the viewers, where it should be.  The process the “de-evolution” of the news media began in the early 1980’s, and slowly took over the voices of reason in the industry.  The end game became ratings, so as to attract the most money offered by hungry corporations.  These corporations then began the real end game of mind control.  Think about it.  At least 50 percent of the American public, if asked right now, would be happy to tell you that Fox news is truly a “fair and balanced” view of the world–its’ issues, its’ people and its’ rights as human beings.  Fifty percent!  It is no wonder why these powerful news “media brokerhoods” have banished principals and turned to profit.  Via a metaphorical morphine drip, the slow and steady decline of intelligence, compassion and Love that used to be the bedrock of our great country, has gone numb and devoid of any real fight to get to the heart of the global issues that now face us all–hunger, poverty, lack of medical care, lack of clean drinking water, a melting planet and needless wars that are fueled by what President Eisenhower called back in 1960, and warned us about, the “military industrial complex.”  Keeping America safe from extremists is important, but keeping military contracts alive and well simply for profit is wrong.  We should not have been in Iraq.  We should have taken care of business in Afghanistan and gotten the hell out.  We should have seen this coming.  But, the morphine drip that slowly takes a patient over is akin to the corporate owned media today, especially wolves like Fox News, who prey on the weak and uneducated, the one’s who have no voice of their own, for they were told, and they believed, that their voice was unworthy of being heard, especially if it disagreed with theirs.  Who knows, perhaps one day there will only be one television station in the United States of America.  Then no one will have to think, they will just follow the goof balls like Glenn Beck and praise his name.  God Forbid.  Have a wonderful Sunday folks!  Peace~ M

Greetings from the rainy shores of Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket…I hope you are well wherever you may be this morning, this 26th day of March, 2010.   After a tough week of venom provided by the “tail wagging the dog”, i.e., Roger Ailes of Fox News, that model of the human experience, (assuming your model of the human experience includes being an obese, hateful, bigot), the health care LAW passed through it’s “ammendments” in a late night session of the House of Representatives with 219 votes.  The backlash that has exploded via the gasoline provided by sub-humans like Ailes, gives us the backdrop of what a “revolution” might look like in the years to come.  When “leaders” like Sarah Palin and John, “Orange Juice”, Boehner (R-OH), speak out loud of their, and their overlords (the corporations) need for violence, by way of their sheep cleaning their guns and throwing bricks through federal office buildings, it is time to step back and ask some fundamental questions about what is really going on here.  The truth of the matter is this.  Things could get ugly, as if they are not already, and these “responsible” politicians, who work directly for corporate interests, are directly responsible for any violence that may be directed at members of the House or Senate who chose to stand on the right side of history.  God forbid that happens, ever.  What these puppets don’t realize is this, they are against it, they cannot win.  Light always eliminates the darkness. Good always triumphs over real evil.  “God does not play dice with the Universe”…Albert Einstein.

So, Fear not– for there is nothing to be afraid of.  For that is what their hatred, fear and threats are–NOTHING, and that is precisely what they are afraid of, their own irrelevance.      Have a wonderful week end folks!  Peace~ M

Good morning from the shores of Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket!  Watching perhaps one of the most beautiful sunrises I have seen in a long time at Dowses Beach this morning, I bid you a fair adieu.  I was born on this day, the 25th of March in the year of 1965…the same year that medicare was passed by Lyndon B. Johnson, our President at the time, and although I did not know much at that juncture, it would be 45 years later that an historic health care bill would be passed into law, shoring up support for the “least of us”.  I am saddened by the violent rhetoric and actions by far right extremists in this country that have been stoked by a vicious corporate agenda, causing several members of both the Senate and the House of Representatives to feel unsafe in their own homes.  However, it is not a time to be a shrinking violet.  The time to stand up for what is right is NOW.  Like I said in my blog yesterday, you can’t expect to win an argument with individuals or groups that are not playing the same game as you, even if it is not a game.  The strong and steady course that President Obama set for passing this legislation was one of great courage, dedication and vision.  A distant light will shine on the horizon and bring about social change that will be unparalleled in our generation.  It is ironic that the programs that brought you fear, e.g. FOX “news”, are actually the ones who are in fear now, for somewhere deep within their foggy hearts, they know what is right and what is wrong.  So, rejoice and be glad, for despite the mouthpieces of deceipt, this is a great day for America and we “progressives” can hold our heads high, for the “time” is nigh and it is time to fly high.  Have a wonderful day folks!  Peace~ M

Good morning from the sandy shores of Cape Cod and the Islands of Martha’s Vineyard and Nantucket.  The rains have subsided, as a huge storm off Nantucket finally pushed it’s way into the Canadian maritime, bringing in the sun a little later today, with beautiful weather expected for the next few days…back to you Jane!  I say that tongue in cheek, as I just watched a moment of a live on-air psychotherapy session with Joe Scarborough, a former congressman from northern Florida, who hosts the always entertaining “Morning Joe” on MSNBC.  Mr. Scarborough was speaking with an editor from “The Nation” magazine, whose liberal views are a little too much for the right leaning talk show host (who seemed to have had a little too much “joe” this morning, if you know what I mean), and as the discussion went from the very low set bar to begin with, to a steady decent into conservative narrative nonsense, I was struck by a statement made by Katrina in regard to the media and it’s never ending need for controversy, fueled by the need for positive corporate ratings.  She said in a word, “debate”.  If there is a Polar opposite in this “debate” over paramount issues like health care, big bank river boat gambling, and THE CLIMATE, it is in another word, “illogical”.  The GOP’s stance on everything that is truly helpful to all Americans and world citizens is NO.  One cannot “debate” against an opponent that is not playing the same game as you.  Therefore, it is posturing and in that ruse lies the real truth about the power behind people like Sarah Palin, Glenn Beck, Rush Limbaugh and the like– power and profit over people at any cost. Damn the torpedo’s!  Look closely at the hate and racism that is occurring right now in Washington D.C. and you will see these thugs for who they really are–playground bullies that somehow lost their way.  If anything, one should feel sorry for them.  However, keeping your “enemies close” does not mean that one must not face them down and call them out on their ignorance, stupidity and lack of humanity, to say nothing of a lack of divinity, grace, Love, Light and Frogs.  Have a nice day folks!  Peace~ M

On a very rainy day here on Cape Cod and the Islands, I wish you a fair adieu.  I wish to send a “special condolence” to a man who had a heck of a lot to do with saving my own life, Keith Olberman, of MSNBC’s, “Countdown, with Keith Olberman”, airing every week night at 8 p.m., EST on MSNBC… indeed, “the place for politics.”  You see, several years ago, I was assaulted and suffered from PTSD, unbeknown st to me at the time.  I began watching Keith’s show in 2005 and have been a loyal fan ever since.  Why, you may ask yourself?…I was in search of the truth about what had happened to me in 2003 and, moreover, to search the truth about myself– my strengths, my weaknesses, my flaws, my worth.  Keith’s work in his show, gave me, as a writer, first and foremost, the courage to begin to live in the truth again, to stand up for myself, to regain some sense of BEING.  The fact that I was a history major at The University of Vermont helped with following the now, 24 hour news cycle that is a witness to history literally occurring right in front of our eyes…..and as I watched the Democrats take back the Senate and House in 2006, an African American win the White House in 2008, and finally an historic win for humanity with the passage of a health care program missing from the American landscape for over 100 years, I gained more and more respect for the courage, honesty, and true Love that this man has given to all Americans interested in THE TRUTH>.  So, on a rain soaked, sandy beach here in the little village of Osterville, Massachusetts, I want to wish Keith my deepest condolences for the loss of his father, whom he must have loved very much.  God’s greatest speed Mr. Olberman, and may his LOVE and GRACE always be with you.    Peace~ M

Greetings and salutations from the sandy shores of Cape Cod and the Islands of Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard!  On a rather drizzly, cool morning at Dowses Beach I heard the sound of silence in the salty air, seemingly mixing with the mist and noise from the radio playing some old favorites and yet, not playing them at all.  The sound of music arises from the silence and dies back into it again, leaving a feeling of peace and tranquility, as I quietly thanked the nuns of America, with a special thanks to the “Little Sisters of the Poor”, who took such wonderful care of my grandmother who passed away last August at the age of 104.  The greatest gift you can give to another is ti amo, Italian for LOVE, and the prayers and dedication that these women of faith give to the world on whole is immeasurable. So, on that note, I also thank you, the Senators and congressman and women who voted to pass this most precious of all gifts, the gift of LIFE!  We love you!  My deepest blessings to ALL!  Peace~ M

On a cool Sunday morning here on Cape Cod and the Islands of Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard, I wish you peace. The lives of millions of our fellow Americans literally lies in the balance of an historic vote that will take place in only a few short hours from this moment in “time” in our nation’s capitol of Washington D.C.. Millions of Americans will be attending services today as well, be them Catholic, Jewish, Protestant, Muslim, or Hindu. Some will be asking for answers as to why things are the way they are, some will ask for forgiveness for “sins” that they feel they have committed, some will ask for “things”, others for absolution, redemption, retrieval of a soul they felt they lost a long time ago. I wonder how many will ask, be it at a place of worship or in solitude, what is love and why is it so hard to find? Why are there so many seekers and so few finders? How can I make a difference? Are all of the problems of this world even worth fighting against in order to find a solution? What is that solution? I think that the question may be found in the answer, the only answer, LOVE. One of the toughest men I have ever had the privilege of knowing was the late great John Denver. I saw him in concert when I was a boy living in Boulder, Colorado. I witnessed his words at an amphitheater in Golden, hidden high above the city of Denver, looking out at the lights as if you too were an angel, listening to the words of this great man who had the guts to say, “I love YOU”, with his music, words, faith and the LOVE that exists within him that he gladly, courageously shared with the world. The reason it resonated with so many is simple, it awakened the LOVE that exists within each and every one of them and ALL of us…eternal Love that goes on forever and cannot be destroyed by bombs, hate, anger, jealousy, or ignorance. Here is a song that I would highly recommend anyone listen to and perhaps awake to, in a way that you have not really thought about for a very long time…

the song is titled, “Annie’s Song”…and the artist is John Denver.

You fill up my senses,

like a night in forest.

Like the mountains in springtime,

like a walk in the rain.

Like a storm in the desert,

like a sleepy blue ocean.

You fill up my senses,

come fill me again.

Come let me Love you,

let me give my life to you.

Let me drown in your laughter,

let me die in your arms.

Let me lay down beside you,

let me always be with you.

Come let me Love you,\

come Love me again…

Let me give my life to you,

come let me Love you,

come Love me again….

You fill up my senses,

like a night in a forest,

Like the mountains in Springtime,

like a walk in the rain.

Like a storm in the desert…

Like a sleepy blue ocean.

You fill up my senses,

come fill me again……

May Peace, Joy and Love fill up your Life today and always,  Peace~ M

Since the Office of the Presidency of Theodore Roosevelt, “Teddy”, ironically with the same nickname of the great man by the name of “Teddy” Kennedy, the Last Lion of the Senate, have we seen a President in these same United States hover on the brink of bringing this country closer to an historic form of health care re haul that is somewhat on par with the rest of the progressive, industrialized and civilized nations upon planet earth… The vote will most likely take place this Sunday and we will all be effected one way or another by its historic passage.  The truth will prevail. In other words, the lies that have been promulgated by the P.O.N. or “p.a.w.n” if you like poetic justice, is not in fact, a “government takeover of health care in the United States…”  Quite the contrary.  The pawn party has deliberately lied to the “American people”, whom it claims to love so much, and what one must ask oneself is this, when are lying and love synonymous?  “Point of Parliamentary Procedure”, to the truth, the CBO, (congressional budget office) concluding last night that this plan will save billions of dollars in the first year of implementation alone, shooting up to 1.3 trillion dollars in 10 years– making the lies of the party of pawns even more laughable.  Comic genius. I can’t wait for Alan Funt to jump out of the halls of the Capitol building and startling Mr.,”I’m not a mouse”, McConnell (R-KY), and minority leader of the Senate, that he has been on candid camera the whole time…and that the American people await his complete and utter apology.  However, we live in reality, and so one must compare the truth with the lies that the pawn party would have you believe.  These are the truths of the bill in, perhaps their most important order. Children will be covered, regardless of pre-existing conditions within the first 90 days of the passage of the bill. The benefits will then extend to 30 million Americans suffering at this moment without health care implemented within the next 90 days.  Restrictions on health care CEO’s, who are inextricably tied in with Wall Street, will no longer have the freedom to gauge the “American people”…  And perhaps more to the point, Mr. Stupak  will have to answer to a few (59,000) nuns who have endorsed passing a decent health care bill in the United States of America…who’s side are you really on Mr. Stupak (D-M)?  Further, let us look at one of the more glaring lies told by one pawn, two pawn, three pawn, well, you get the idea…(I think Dr. Seuss endorsed the single payer system, quite frankly)…  When the pawn party speaks of deficits let us look at the facts.  President Ronald Reagan ballooned the federal deficit by a whopping 189 percent in his eight years in office, President George W. Bush increased that number by 1.3 trillion with the 2001 “Bush tax cuts for the wealthy” and then added to it, via the “sleazy reconciliation” (used by the GOP 15 times in the past 10 years), thereby “jamming down the throats” of the “American people”, i.e., the prescription drug “part D”, effectively giving big drug companies free reign to reap enormous profits that went right back into Wall Street, pharmaceutical executives and the insurance cartel–keeping the broken system intact, all in the name of “leaving no child behind.” (namely the true AMERICAN PEOPLE who are as helpless as a child, the children we all are to begin with)!

To quote a scene from one of my favorite  “t.v.” shows called, “The Office”, I wanted you to know just how ludicrous this all really is. I too worked in an ivory tower in several cities across this country, for 17 years, selling this same brand of unethical insurance logic (Marsh Inc., Aon Inc., Johnson and Higgins Inc., and the Prudential… among others– all fortune 100 companies where I was an executive and “encouraged to sell at all costs to bring up the “bottom line”… bringing me to the point of jumping ship in order save my own soul)– I again, thought you might like the dry satire that, by definition, brings truth with a cutting sword.  That is exactly what is being offered by the “Pawn party”, and so without further adieu, I offer you this levity..  courtesy of the cast and genius behind the “The Office”, thanks Ricky Gervais!

Scene: Steve Carell, a.k.a. “Michael Scott” and his side kick, “Dwight Shrewt”, are rummaging through the largest landfill imaginable looking for leads that were given to them by their new “parent company”, “Sabre”.  As they fight amongst themselves as to the plight of their lives, the pathetic actions they are taking in order to find some, perhaps, worthless leads in a garbage dump, and more importantly screaming and throwing trash at one another, even going to the point of trying to kill each other with said garbage, they sit down amongst the refuge and realize a few profound points about their own lives, the state of the Union and most importantly the state of the friendship they have with one another, despite the insistence of greed over good…

And ACTION:

Dwight:  “You know it’s amazing, no other animal on this planet could do something like this (referring to the miles of garbage strewn across a beautiful Pennsylvania landscape).  Well, maybe a Beaver could…no, not even a Beaver could do this.”

Michael:  “You know what would be great here, a single flower, sitting alone in the middle of all this garbage.  It sits there representing hope… Hope, in the middle of a dump.”

Then you see the very next scene with two of their co-workers who are helping in the effort to find the missing leads, standing a few minutes later in said dump.  The shy boy looking cold and is handed the girl’s coat, he is with and likes, although has no idea how to show it.  Then, seeing him shivering, she unselfishly says to him, “don’t worry, I’m warm blooded,” and hands him a white coat that she herself was wearing.  He turns to her and says without reservation, “You are the nicest person I have ever met…”  As they look into each others’ eyes and realize nothing else matters, no longer the smell of garbage, no longer the “leads”, and disregarded human unwanted consumption all about them, they embrace and then…..     they kiss.

A flower of Love in a dumpy desert, once devoid of hope.  Michael Scott’s prayers were answered. May your prayers also be answered Mr. Keith Olberman– God Speed to you and your Father, dear Sir!

Have a wonderful week end folks and may God Bless you ALL!  Peace~ M

Greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands!  I thought I might add a little of George Orwell’s point in his book and movie, “1984″.  The substance        , is not only important for you to know, but to know that you have a right to KNOW...and more importantly BE the being in human being…

“There is truth, and there’s untruth.  Freedom is the freedom to say 2+2=4.  If that is grounded, then all else follows…”

Peace and LOVE to ALL!  ~M

Greetings from the Cape and Islands!  I hope you are well and in good spirits today!  I am going to offer up another one of the great poets’ work, and her name is Mary Oliver, a native and resident of Cape Cod–the title is… (the drum roll please), the title is…

White Eyes

In winter

all the singing is in

the tops of trees

where the wind-bird

with its white eyes

shoves and pushes

among the branches.

Like any of us

he wants to go to sleep,

but he’s restless–

he has an idea,

and slowly it unfolds

from under his beating wings

as long as he stays awake.

But his big, round music, after all,

is too breathy to last.

So, it’s over.

In the pine-crown

he makes his nest,

he’s done all he can.

I don’t know the name of this bird,

I only imagine his glittering beak

tucked in a white wing

while the clouds–

which he has summoned

from the north–

which he has taught

to be mild, and silent–

thicken, and begin to fall

into the world below

like stars, or the feathers

of some imaginable bird

that loves us,

that is asleep now, and silent–

that has turned itself

into snow.

Peace to all~ M

On an extremely windy and rainy day here on the Cape and Islands of Massachusetts, I bid you a fair adieu, and as the image above might indicate, I wish you brighter days ahead…  The tides washed over Dowses Beach again, with the new moon, and seaweed and sand cover the pavement that acts as a place for travelers to park their cars and see what is now known as Cape Cod… I say that because of the oldest mistake in the book, putting the cart in front of the horse… for global warming is here and very real, very real indeed…  But, I digress!  The “big” issues of the day are being fought out right now, as I write these words, over the corporate owned media airwaves, that act as a giant bullhorn, shouting the “Truth” as it is known by the egos that created it… case in point, Senator Lindsey Graham of South Carolina who just said a few moments ago on the ABC show called “This Week”, these ironic words…“Reconciliation is a sleazy process”.  Really?  How dumb are the American political pundits when they must know how quickly history has repeated itself?  The true reason why this country is the way it is right now, economically, especially, is because of the sleazy process of reconciliation, i.e. the Bush tax cuts for the wealthy in 2001, the prescription drug deal of 2003, the unfunded wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, all based on faulty manufactured “intelligence”, and the destruction of the career of a great American patriot by the name of Brooksley Born, the former head of the CFTC (or commodities futures trade commission).  In 1999, her heroic whistle blowing of then Fed Chairman Alan Greenspan, Mr. “Goldfinger”, Ruben, and Larry, “the pitbull” Summers, brought national attention to the issues of derivatives, or bets that Wall Street plays with your money.  As the writing was clearly written on the wall by Ms. Born, the titans of American business ran Ms. Born out of Washington, silencing the truth and squashing any attempt to change a system that has brought economic havoc around the world.  Truth hurt, don’t it Senator?  Good Luck to the P.O.N., a.k.a. “pawn”– the pawns of the new American corporate plutocracy.

Have a blessed Sunday, however, to even those hypocrites and liars, thieves and scoundrels, who truly, “Know not WHAT they do…” Peace~ M

Greetings from Cape Cod!  In recent light of the ultimate, “don’t ask, don’t tell”, provision that hypocrites in the United States houses of congress recently provided all of us, “liberal progressive socialists”, namely Mr. Massa, a recent graduate of the Glen Beck school of idiocy, I thought I might offer, once again, a timely moment from a great man by the name of Peter Sellers, and some of his work in the “Pink Panther” chronicles… and ACTION…!

Move camera to remote French village and Peter Sellers, the bumbling French police detective “Jacques Clouseau”, who asks the attendant of an inn where he is staying, a few questions about his “messages”…

Peter:  “Do you have my massages for me?”

attendant:  “Excuse me sir, but did you say, do I have any massages for you?”

Peter:  “Yes, do you have my massages, I want you to give me my massages…”

attendent:  “Excuse me sir, but I have no massages for you…”

Peter:  “I want you to give me my massage!”

attendant;  “Oh, you mean messages, yes?”

Peter:  “That is what I have been saying all along, you fool.”

The real question we all have to ask is this– what message, or massage are we asking for, and more importantly, do we speak French?

Have a great Thursday folks!   Peace~ M

Greetings and salutations from Cape Cod and the Islands of Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard!  On a beautiful day, and the recent days we have been enjoying here on this little sand bar created by the last Great Ice Age 11,500 years ago, I thought I might offer a memorandum to the “Party of NO”, the GOP, or whatever explicative you might wish to use–offering a scene from the much acclaimed film, “The Fisher King”, starring Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges.  To give some background to the movie, Jeff Bridges’ character is a self promoting cable television talk show “host” and through some twist of fate, he befriends a homeless man who was traumatized years before, beaten and nearly dead, sitting in a hospital room, comatose.  Bridges is surrounded by other patients who are either mentally ill or in need of what the title of this dissertation is--water from the HOLY GRAIL...  Perhaps, the reason for Jeff’s presence in hospital is promulgated by his own guilt about his own success, the duality of man, and the ultimate question:  Why are we all here?

Dear P.O.N. (a.k.a. the grand old party), and to anyone else who may be interested in the real deal of humanity,

and ACTION:

J (Bridges):  “Perry?”

P (Williams):  no response as he is in a coma.

J:  “So the guy’s been beat up, he’s gonna be alright, right?”

The doctor on staff states to Bridges that he fears that he will not, stating further that a person can actually re-experience the full effect of the trauma long after the event took place…

Bridges, after ranting over his overwhelming misfortune of feeling human guilt over his friend’s demise, states, “everything has been going great, I have my own talk show, equity is great, I might add with a tremendous girlfriend, living an incredible f–cking life!  So don’t lay there in your little comfortable coma and think I’m going to risk that because I feel responsible for you!  And I’m not going to feel guilty!  I don’t feel guilty!  You’ve got it easy.  I’m out there every day.  I mean every f–cking day!  Trying to figure out what the hell I’m doing!  While no matter what I have, I feel as though I have nothing.  So, I don’t feel sorry for you, it’s easy being nuts!  So, I won’t do it, I don’t believe in this sh-t, and don’t give me that sh-t about me being the one, there is nothing, nothing special about me!  I control my own destiny, not some floating overweight fairy.  I decide what I’m not going to do and I’m not going to risk my life to get some “cup” for some f–cking vegatable.

Bridges then looks at the rest of the patients and screams, “What am I supposed to do!”

Bridges then recalls what “Perry” told him about the Holy Grail.  How back in the days of King Arthur, the King, who was ill and in need of the power that exists within this mystical grail, asked all of his bravest knights to go in search of the most holy healer, embodied within a goblet of gold.  As the darkness fell upon the King’s life, a begger, no bigger than a small child, saw that the King was dying and offered a sip of water from a humble cup made of clay.  To the King’s astonishment, his strength almost immediately returned and he looked at the cup and the small child and said, “dear child, how could you, who are so small and frail, find that which not even my best and bravest could not?”  The child responded, “dear sir, I simply saw that you were thirsty and I gave you water.”

I Love you all with every fiber of my being and from the great sands of Cape Cod, I wish you a beautiful Wednesday!  Peace~ M

Greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands of Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard!  The sun was out in full force this morning, as the sun did rise once again, on time, and the snow that still lingers in the cold winter air keeps my boat afloat with the promise of Spring to come…  I thought on this Sunday morning, I would offer yet another prayer, of sorts, from a talented, nay, brilliant artist named Mary Oliver, who had the courage to write a book about her love for Cape Cod and, perhaps, more importantly, offer us all some LOVE in an otherwise dishonest and cynical world–no judgement here, only the gift of poems written in kindness and in LOVE… the title is..    “The Marsh Hawk”…

The marsh hawk

doesn’t,

as other hawks do,

work his wings

like soft hinges to make progress over the morning marsh,

but merely, or so it seems, lays his breast upon the air

and the air, if understanding,

floats him along

with his wings open, and raised, just a little

beyond the horizontal–in thanks, perhaps,

to the greater crystal carrier

of leaves and clouds–

of everything.

And even though his shadow

follows exactly

his tilt and flow, and even though

he must know that hunger will win,

he doesn’t hurry,

but floats in wide circles

as he gazes

into the marshes below

his hard beak

and the hooks of his feet, as though

wanting something

more lasting than meat.

At noon he’s still there

above the brambles, the grass, the flat water,

where, in their most almost stately disengagement,

the incredible dampness and darkness

shine.

May you, and I mean everyone, have a blessed Sunday morning and week ahead. Peace~ M

Dear Mr. Frank Luntz, Carl Rove, and every other lying sack of s–t strategist who darken the streets of Washington D.C., promoting their lies designed to confuse and frighten the American public into believing it’s their fault,

CONGRATULATIONS!  Your outstanding work at killing our citizens to the tune of 45,000 people a day is working with flying colors, and the monies that you receive in compensation from your evil corporate overloads is a 1000 percent raise from the gold that Judas received from the Sanhedrin for betraying the man you all claim to follow and LOVE--Jesus Christ. From the Supreme Court on down to Anthem Blue Cross of California, you are ALL wholly owned slaves of GREED, CORRUPTION and your own epic egoic demise…so again, from the twisted old Senators in Washington, on down to the dirty little executives at AETNA, who had a five plus Billion dollar profit last year as the nation’s largest “insurance carrier”, I take my hat off to you!  Your solid work in showing us all what not to do on this earth plane has secured your place in the hell you created for yourselves, your “country”, and your fellow man.  Have a nice Saturday!

And to the rest of the good people in this country, have a blessed week end! For remember this– it is always darkest before the dawn…    Peace~ M

I was so pleased to see my dear friend Sarah Palin on the now defunct, “Tonight Show, with Jay Leno”, formally the “Tonight Show, with Conan O’Brien” (God Bless Coco).  Her quick wit and obvious sincerity warmed the heart, as she spoke of her “fair and balanced” approach to the TRUTH.  I’m curious, however, as to what her definition of the truth “truly” is?  Is there a new definition in the King James Bible that speaks to an undiscovered cosmic barbarian truth?  The American public would be in your debt, forever, if you enlightened us to a truth beyond truth.  A “super truth”, that acts as a catalyst to spark the very hypocrisy upon which dictators, like Stalin and Hitler, based their own successes upon.  I am so impressed with the GOP, or garbage pail party, and the highly paid strategists who have hood-winked the entire nation into believing that the sky is green.  When, after all, we all know that green is a color best known for jealousy, envy, and the greed living well on the lower part of Manhattan.  Again, my hats off to the pond scum who, will be here-to-for known as, the “Carl Rove Strategists” (brought to you by Exxon Mobile, Goldman Sachs and Aetna) who know only the glee they glean from other people’s suffering–the definition of sadism.

God Bless everyone else from the sand of Cape Cod!  Peace~ M

Greetings from Cape Cod and the Islands of Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard, on a warm and sunny March 2, 2010!  Watching David Letterman’s show on CBS this past evening was a real treat, as Dave’s host was the comic genius Bill Murray.  In tribute to my friend, Keith Olberman, of “Countdown, with Keith Olberman”, on MSNBC, (check your local listings for the truth), and more importantly to his Dad, Mr. Olberman, I thought I would play back a slice of heaven from the mouths of babes, namely celebrities who take a stand for what is right and what is wrong…  To set up the scene, we see Bill Murray walking onto the stage of the Ed Sullivan Theater in New York City, New York, sporting a thick winter coat, some snow board boots and a Canadian fur hat.  Bill shows off his recent knee surgery and a dip from a downhill race in “Vancouver”, of which he was not only a member of the United States Ski team, but a strong supporter of Visa and Exxon Mobile, (just kidding)…  The conversation goes something like this…

Dave:  “Bill, the crutches and everything, what’s going on?”

Bill:  “Well, I hurt myself Dave.”

Dave:  “Really?  I guess recently, huh?”

Bill:  “Yeah, I did, I was out at the Sundance Film Festival, and I just thought I’d get in an early run, and I got up there and they said, “oh, God, you are supposed to be in this line over here,” and I thought I was getting some kind of special treatment, but they put me in a very advanced group.”

Dave:  “Oh no, so you were over your head and there was some kind of accident on the slopes?”

Bill:  “Yeah.”

Dave:   “Yeah.”

Bill:  “It was bad, I was there with friends and I think they video taped the whole thing.”

Dave:  “Oh yeah, video taped it?  Do you have the tape?”

Bill:  “Your people paid for it.”

Dave:  “Do you mind if we show it?”  (footage of an Olympic Athlete going down of the slopes of Vancouver going through a fence at 90 miles per hour…)

Bill:  “I tore my Meniscus.”

Dave signs his cast, and while Bill sits back in a prone position, equiped with a traction coming from the ceiling of the theater, Dave states, “I hope this doesn’t hurt.”

Dave then questions a name of a doctor on the television screen flashing before his eyes–”scottpowellmd.com”,and asks if this has anything to do with him…

Bill then responds, “I haven’t paid the bill yet, because there is a problem with insurance and they won’t pay because I’ve got a pre-existing condition.”

Dave:  “What’s your pre-existing condition?”

Bill:  “Well, Dave, I was a break dancer, and popper.”  “Because I pop and I break dance!  That’s a pre-existing condition man!  I figure if I float this (his swollen knee on a make shift traction unit in the Ed Sullivan Theater in New York City) what’s he gonna do, kill me?” (Bill goes on to say that insurance companies now consider how far you drive to work and the amount of gas used therein a said, “pre-existing condition” …”

Dave:  “So the guy says, that’s pre-existing to you?”

Bill:  “Those guys get in and you can’t get them out.”

To Keith Olberman, his father, and everyone else out there who is seemingly “employed” by the system of Life called a “pre-existing condition”… May God Speed be with you– for the turning of tides is here.

Peace~ M