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Sea Cape Cod by Michael Mosier

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March 22, 2020

Silver Linings…

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 11:03 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the golden sun led, puffy white cloud decorated, chilly, charming, charity filled island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this 22nd day of March, 2020, a quiet Sunday morning here on Ocean Street, in lovely, yet deserted, Historic Hyannis, with a few souls spinning on by via bike or foot, car or boat, breaking free of the indoors for just a moment in ‘time’ to take in some exhilarating, fresh, cold salt air, hopefully clearing the COVID-19 cobwebs from the collective psyche that has taken hold from coast to coast, continent to continent, ocean edge to oceans’ edges…

Only a month and a half or so ago, ’social distancing’, ‘washing hands’, ’staying home’, ‘quarantines’, cancellations of life events themselves would have been the last thing anyone really expected in this mighty nation called the United States of America.

But, as WE ALL witnessed the effect the Corona Virus was having on China, South Korea and other Asian nations, it became more clear that Italy’s deep suffering could indeed fall upon our shores.  We did not prepare until just a few short days ago, when the Executive began to pull it’s giant head out of the proverbial sand.

Ironic is this pandemic, for again, only a month or so ago, we were practicing social distancing already. Our best friend was the ’smart phone’, all looking down at that tiny screen, hoping to get a like or just ‘reach out and touch somebody’ via a cold, impersonal ‘Tweet’, ‘Text’, ‘E-mail’, ‘Facebook’ post, “Instagram” message, or some derivative therein.

We took for granted a hug from a loved one, a solid, firm handshake, going to opening day at Fenway Park, going out to eat with friends and family, taking in a rock concert from one of your favorite artists who may.

“…never come this way again.”

Now, with those being outlawed by governors, mayors, presidents alike, WE comprehend what we have been missing, which, again, ironically, is bringing out the best in human nature. Our better ANGELS.  For the world has become more compassionate, more empathetic, more kind, more loving than it has been in quiet some ‘time’.  We SEA the importance of the whole, and of the individual parts that make up that whole.  Realizing that ALL of US are an equal and valuable member of this tribe we call the human race.  People notice the homeless more readily now, with many coming to grips with just how lucky they are to not be in that position, viewing their loved one’s with more urgency and love than ever before.

This is the silver lining.

Take advantage of this wrinkle in time, for it will never come again in this life.  A great opportunity to reset, re-prioritize, to remake one’s life into what it should have been all along.  To rediscover who one really IS, not what the world programmed him or her to be.   A life one would be proud to continue on into the mysterious future, devoid of fear, only filled with hope and gratitude for things to come our way in a new and glorious day.

To witness places like New York, Boston, San Francisco, Rome, London, Milan and even here on little old Cape Cod, yes, to SEA the emptiness of the space that once held many a care free soul walking, biking, swimming, or sailing joyfully though life’s endless ocean’s and avenues, beaches and boardwalks, gives one pause.

Reflecting on the fact that you’re all I got.  And being apart from you is painful, sad and sometimes lonely.

Making this new normal just that much harder to bear.

Never give up hope.

For WE will come through this like a ray of sunlight through the fog, and as that ground cloud dissipates, WE will all reenter OUR collective societies a little wiser, a little kinder, and a little more willing to offer the LOVE we all crave to give;


Have a blessed Sunday folks, stay strong, stay safe, stay silver!


M.A.S.H. 4077

Filed under: Blog — Michael @ 10:28 am

Greetings and salutations from the sand, sun and surf of Cape Cod, Martha’s Vineyard and the drizzled, dreary, depressing island of Nantucket! Great to be with you on this gloomy Thursday morning, The Nineteenth Day of March, 2020, broadcasting LIVE from Ocean Street here in historic Hiyannis’ Waterfront, anticipating some heavy rain during the coarse of the day…


The Corona Virus has moved from warm on the stove to red hot high.  WE have an inept Commander-in-Chief, “Mr. Kung Flu”, who is in way over his head regarding this epic, once in a life time event that is ravaging America from coast to coast, not to mention globally.  Economically, the stock market reflects how confident investors are in this current president, per the fact “Trump’s” Dow Jones, yesterday, lost all of it’s gains since the inaugural, dipping below 20,000, with U.S. futures sharply down today, pushing ‘The Donald’ to revise his game show, I mean presidency’s definition to a macho ‘war time president’, akin to U.S. President Franklin Delano Roosevelt.

How about Gomer Pyle!

“Supplies, supplies, supplies!”

Testing, ventilators, masks, all PPE’s, respirators, gowns, gloves, hospital beds, swabs, ICU beds, medical personnel, all lacking, disturbingly deep, point to a ship wreck that will rival war time death rates.  Joe Scarborough of MSNBC’s “Morning Joe”, begged the question with growing anger,

“Who’s in charge!”

Is it Trump’s son-in-law Jared Kushner, the wonder boy with the sub 100 IQ??

Are you f’ing joking?

He has 0 practical experience in this monumental crisis, or any other, save his marriage perhaps, especially when considering that it, COVID-19, has been likened to a Tsunami, especially when it comes to U.S. hospitals.  If one ‘thinks’ he is FDR, then call up Detroit and make some ventilators WWII style you jack ass game show host! 

“You’re fired!”

Your words Mr. President, the verbiage you used on the ‘pandemic’ department at the Executive level.  Words that have come home to haunt and roost don’t you think? No one in the Trump administration is getting along, back biting and such, thus throwing a monkey wrench into a fantasy called a public/private partnership, creating more problems than solutions…

Currently, because of a lack of masks, the administration is telling medial professionals to use bandannas, “my dirty red bandanna”, hospital gowns, homemade masks in the interim, putting medical professionals at risk big time.  The White House cannot do anything physically.  It’s up to the agencies, hundreds of them, to come to the rescue.

That ain’t happening any time soon.

There will be a 500 billion dollar bailout for the American people who desperately need these monies in order to stay afloat as the ship sinks lower into the cold, rough, dark, daunting, deep waters.  Many small businesses are not going to make it, like the citizens who acquire COVID-19, due to lack of leadership, vision and guts, thereby changing the very face of this great nation.

There is a subtle yet growing anger that could, at some juncture, lead to civil unrest and chaos.

Chilling images of Paris, France, such as the giant rotary around the Arch de Triumph and the Champs Elysees drive this whole fiasco home.  A real ghost town in the ‘City of Lights’, coming to a city near you soon.

Trump recently restated his original, commenting just yesterday,

“…if you are rich and famous, you may have a test.”

  • As this humble reporter took his daily walk around the horn of Kalmus Beach, here in Hyannis, I was struck seeing children playing in the golden sunshine on a beautiful day in March, scratching his head, saying out loud to the seagulls flying about, ‘time’ seemingly out of place;
  • ‘…what day is this?”

We are in a leadership and logistic vacuum with little sunlight to make it’s way through the Hazmat suit.  Liken this pandemic to the Korean War, where M.A.S.H. units played ‘meat ball surgery’, prioritizing patients as to who will live or die, lo, praying a cease fire and ultimately a treaty to arrive and miraculously bring US back to normal.

A normal that may never come again.

Alan Alda, where are you now?

Before you discount yesterday’s blog on Sea Cape Cod, keep this in mind, false flags exist!  Do your own research!  War is a racket to line the pockets of the powers that were! They are started on purpose in order to create vast wealth and POWER! With no care for the citizenry of the nations involved, mostly playing and financing both sides.  Don’t believe everything you read;

or SEA on TV!

The truth is silent, sincere, sacred and consistent.

The truth doesn’t need defending!

Be safe, be strong, be positive!

Have a good day.


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