Tuesday, 2 February 2021

Where to Begin…and where to end?

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     We have to disregard appearances.   That guy laying over there in gutter clutching his whiskey bottlewearing tattered clothesbearded by the aid of nine unbathed daysis in all probability a fellow who is down and probably out of his luck.   But in these times, it is interesting how many folks fall under the "poverty line" or who have numerous children lacking adequate nourishment due to having been exploited by the wealthy.

     What has gone wrong when the richest nation on Planet Earth has this ever increasing crush of starvation and want?  Lady Gaga sings for the Democrats and a few foot-kissing Republicans while wearing an outfit that cost over one-hundred billion dollars so that the adoring chosen ones could adulate Lady Gaga and other such superlative representatives of the Human Race.

     My mother and her family were just like thatthere is a bit of a place nearby her home in Tennessee that tried to keep up with what was expected of prosperous and/or respectable people:


This is a fairly typical multi-congregational Baptism down
 by the Riverprobably western North Carolina or eastern
 parts of southeast Tennesseeprobably in the early 1950s.
   Before all these people are through they will have been
 full-immersed baptised, especially the folks wearing white
clothes.  Most of these events were held by individual
congregations, but there were Pan-congregational where
all races, denominations, and social positions could be
seen praising Jesus and conquering the Devil.

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     It was a different time obviously, and we are certain that there was plenty of ostentation and puffery there and elsewhere during those time.  However,  one can tire finally of a complex and traditional culture being steadily denigrated by the haughty who thrive upon being self-important .   On one hand our people might be doing the degrading on their own.  But on the other hand, the progressive and liberal folks might be falsely stereotyping the traditional group because they are "backwards" or "in-bred" or worse yet, "Republican".

     Of course we do not wish to denigrate "reasonable Republicans" who were poured into the mold of stalwarts such as Elizabeth Cheney, the third ranking person in the Republican portion of the House of Representatives in Washington D.C.    BUT, when said ranking member of such an august body does a double-cross, stabs fellow Republicans both in the front and back, it is somewhat inevitable that the lower unwashed elements within the Party of Lincoln would take exception to her actions.   This writer would be among those unwashed elements.

     As an aside, sometimes it is worth noting that even Father Abraham Lincoln stabbed the Republicans in front and back when he established a similar but independent party in 1864.  For the elections in the North during the event s of 1864, the Republicans had to stand in line behind moderates, independents, semi-documented aliens and Democrats (loyal to the Union) who formed the new Lincoln political organisation formally named "The National Union Party".
   The Vice-Presidential candidate that Lincoln preferred and selected was Andrew Johnson, of Tennessee who, as a matter of fact, was a Democrat.   Johnson had never removed himself from his position as Senator for Tennessee, and so carried forth as Tennessee's senatorial representative to Washington D.C. even during the depths of the War, in Tennessee as well as scores other pitiable places.
      Andrew Johnson was a true anachronism.  He was a poor man from rural  North Carolina who bounced around in various saloons, apprenticed at one time before "taking off", and finally landing in a remote part of Tennessee where he managed to make a living as a clothier, specialising in coats and trousers.
     He did not like Negroes, free or slave, all that much but he truly hated wealthy people.   He was a life-long Democrat in the Andrew Jackson mode which proved his proclivity to admire people of a lower order.  He considered himself to be "one of them".  He ran for a position as Senator from the State of Tennessee, some thought it to be a humorous folly, but peculiar voting rules caused him to be elected to the  American Union's Senate as a Democrat.
Lincoln at his 2nd Inauguration in 1864.

  To his left is the Vice-President elect,
 Andrew Johnson.
   Lincoln would shortly be dead by the hand
of John Wilkes Boothe, a famous  actor, who
 also had a burning hatred for Lincoln.
 Andrew Johnson spent the un-expired term
of President Lincoln avoiding impeachment
 attempts by the Radical  Republican elements
 during the post-war period.  
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     He was chosen by Abraham Lincoln to be his candidate for Vice-President in the 1864 Presidential elections.   It was thought that by unifying the two major parties, Lincoln could press for a somewhat more amiable re-entry for a defeated Confederacy to rejoin the Union.  The assassination in April of 1865 put all of that into a far pantry, whose door would never open again.
     Johnson's fame, more than anything, was that he was known to have been sober once or twice during all of his time as a United States Representative and as a Senator.   Because of the assassination by John Wilkes Booth and his little gaggle of losers, Lincoln was buried back in Illinois. Andrew Johnson would serve out Lincoln's second term, arguing with the  Radical Republican element and keeping them at bay with continuous political manoeuvring.

     All of the above is simply a preparation  for the reader to be aware that a cold wind cometh.  We find ourselves now guided by the hand of another Democrat nincompoop who somehow stumbled into the front door of the Presidential Palace.  Mr. Biden has been impaired for several score years in several score ways and seems to be on the verge of finishing his degree in non compos mentis at every public venue where he might appear.
  We were given to understand that Good Ol'
Joe was looking for his driver's license at
this moment.  
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     We do have to give Good Ol' Joe credit for taking advantage of every possible chance to grab and snuzzle women's (and girl's) hairdo's and give "shoulder rubs" for free. 
     It is something like a cross between Dracula and King-Kong meeting and "helping"  your 10-year old daughter cross the street when there are no cars anywhere.
   Joe's problem seems to be that he always seems to do these things when he is in front of an audience and 2o or so national and international television cameras.

     So, here we are, all over again.   Americans of the normal, patriotic, self-reliant nature…who have conservative inclinations and aspirations, seem to do fairly well in the "American structure" of economic participation.  Things were bumping along fairly well until the Red Chinese Plague came upon us.   It seems that matters became worse after the television networks got through with their explanations about how many masks a person has to wear while taking a shower, and how many years children must stay out of school before the next millennium runs out of calendar pages.

     The approach to an epidemic has fit well into the intrusive instincts of the "I know better than thou" control-freak socialists.  One must remember, if he ever knew, that we studied the Asian Flu contamination at the end of World War I.       As the United States crawled out of the World War mess of Mr. Wilson, the Asian Flu managed to kill 650,000 people, when the population of the United States was only slightly more than 100,000,000 souls.
 
Alarming
degenerate dancing!!
"The Charleston"
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     Without wishing to seem ghoulish we are now standing at 430,000 dead based on a universe of 330,000,000 souls now resident and/or citizens of the United States of America.   Our present per capita mortality statistics, as they relate to the issue of the Red Chinese Flu are still rather pale in terms of per capita deaths of the late nineteen-teens and early 192os.
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     We move on now to a bit of opining and wonder.  

     There are many adjunct observations that one might make concerning this Flu Rampage…like the Roaring Twenties that brought us The Charleston and other such risqué dancing steps and the proclivity to drink alcohol when Woodrow Wilson and Margaret Sanger had ordered the prohibition of the use of Demon Alcohol for the rest of perpetuity in 1919…by order of a Constitutional Amendment requiring what was then referred to as  "The Prohibition".
   A countermanding of said Amendment took place in 1933 by an act of Congress, pushed by the new President, Franklin Delano Roosevelt.    America remained in a "Great Depression" from 1929 through 1941, in spite of all of FDR's best efforts to cure the "Great Depression".   Roosevelt managed to take advantage of a convenient war when the Japanese decided to attack Pearl Harbour on the 7th of December, 1941 bringing America into World War II.
     The re-establishment of the sale of alcohol did not salvage the American economy…it was, in fact, the brutal Second World War of  the late 1930s up to the mid-1940s.   The dismal effect of denying alcohol to the public guaranteed the development of "black market" for Demon Rum.  Bad liquor was distilled and brewed up that wound up killing many, many folks, and few were made to pay for it.
     We did wind up with a relatively efficient cadre of thugs who could terrorise and control large bodies of individual who either wanted alcohol or money…or both.  While there still is black marketting in the alcohol business, we know to-day that drugs…illicit, prescription, fake, legal, or howsoever they arrive at the doorstep…it is almost alway certain to avoid and/or deny the use of them.
     And yes…even as you read this, nodding your head…you know your Mary Jane or that man over there who knows his son will be a Major League pitcher some day…both of those children might be dealing with a drug pusher even as I type.

     PLEASE WATCH OVER YOUR FOLKS.


      Then finally, I turn to the final topic of this polyglot of opinion, knowledge, speculation, despair and hope.   It is a matter of considerable concern to me.  We briefly dealt with the issue of the man who escaped Impeachment and conviction by action of the Lower House of Congress and the Upper house, the Senate, when Andrew Johnson had essentially lost control of much of the administration business of the United States of America. 
    Johnson had also lost much of his mental ability due to copious consumption of combustible material such as Tennessee whisky.  But he was tenacious enough to hold off repeated assaults by the Radical Republicans who despised him…primarily because he was a Democrat chosen by Lincoln late in the War Between the States in order to attempt an opening to the Southern parties to finally lay down their arms and "come to reason" .   That entire period, from 1864 - 1868 befouled as it was by the assassination of Lincoln, left a cloudy period that Americans of to-day would find incredibly incredible.

      We like to compare Lincoln and Johnson to Jefferson Davis, who was the President of the Confederate States of America.   For instance Abraham Lincoln advocated for the general abolition of the condition of forced servitude (slavery) but he was also very much opposed to the idea that the manumitted and newly freed should not be automatically eligible for the voting franchise.
     Andrew Johnson, who was a strange creature who despised wealthy Southerners and who also was quite certain that Negroes were not quite human, and he did not like being around them either.   He and Lincoln were much more alike than different.

       For instance, during the War Between the States, an incident occurred wherein a gaggle of well-dressed women, including Caucasians, Negresses, and manumitted Coloured Ladies were tripping along the sidewalks in Richmond on their way to some matter that might concern women.  Suddenly they all came upon a horrible scene where they witnessed a Negro man beating a very young Negro boy with a cane or stick (accounts varied).  The gaggle of women, startled at first, then charged the Negro man, took the child under cover of their own protection, and began condemning the man in no uncertain terms.
     The constabulary was notified, and in the meantime Mrs. Davis, the wife of the President of the Confederate States of America took, in her mind, legal possession of the boy.  She lectured and warned the mean old man that he was not to ever be in the presence of the boy or any of the ladies present ever again!

     Within days, after consulting with authorities, she and the ladies learned that the child could not be extracted so easily.  There had to be grounds, procedures, and such messy matters.  Mrs. Davis declared then that she was moving to adopt the child as her ownand she declared him a "free man" and that he had quarter and family at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Jefferson Davis,
and further, he would be quartered and cared for equally as the children of the President and his Wife. Besides, she declared, he will have mates of his age and we have learned that he reads and writes quite well for a child of eight years.

Jefferson Finis Davis
President, Confederate States of 
America…and much, much more. 
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     As the War tended to a final miserable end, the Davis family, along with a contingent of Confederate soldiers attempted to gain an exit from the pursuing  Yankee blue columns.  Interestingly enough, the Negro boy, whose name was Jim Limber (Davis), was travelling with the family…as a member of the family…and ostensibly managed an escape and 
according to the lore of the times made his way into the Bahamas.
   Davis himself was captured, treated rather badly, and remanded to a prison where he rotted for two years.  During the succeeding quarter-century Davis was almost continuously involved in the going and coming, to Europe and all points in the United States as well as southern Canada, striving to maintain his dignity as well as trying to make a living.   He was involved in many business ventures, some were somewhat successful, while others…not so much.

     Jefferson Davis died in December of 1889 of malaria and flu…and was finally buried in Richmond, Virginia…the place where he had attempted to serve as a vital and decisive President of the Southern Nation.   We would recommend that folks should review various tomes concerning the man Jefferson…a trying voyage through misery, service, accomplishment, and tribulation.

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