5.24.2026 – that’s $1.8 billion

that’s $1.8 billion
all the American people
should be furious

Based on the Editorial written by the Editorial Board of the New York Times, Inside the $1.8 Billion MAGA Payout Fund.

The Editorial Board wrote:

$1.8 billion.

That’s $1.8 billion of your tax dollars potentially going into a slush fund to reward President Trump’s loyalists.

“Designed to provide payments to Americans who claim to be victims of what he describes as government weaponization.”

In one-dollar bills, that would stack more than 100 miles.

And if it were split evenly among the Jan. 6 rioters, each one would receive more than $1 million.

The administration says it’s just —— “Reimbursing people that were horribly treated ——” “Compensating Americans for the lawfare that we saw under the last administration.”

That is false.

The American people should be furious that Trump’s allies could get paid a pile of tax money that’s around the amount that the president cut from health research last year.

This is the opinion of the New York Times editorial board.

Lets be clear about one thing I have only lately come to understand.

Holding the office of President of the United States is just the means to which the goal can be achieved.

The Presidency is incidental to the plan of the people who maintain that man currently in office … in office.

I have LONG said, however, that I can only explain that the hangers-on of the man currently in office, hang on, hang on to the bitter end, only in hopes that by staying near to his universe, there may, someday, be a paycheck or a tip.

It is the equivalent of buying a lottery ticket WHEN BUYING A LOTTERY TICKET is possibly the best use of your retirement plans.

In that respect, I can understand the motivation.

I can understand the motivation, but I have to question the cost.

The sell out.

It is bad and its getting worse but DING DING DING, the long hoped for payoff is on the horizon.

 As the Editorial Board closes their opinion piece, “Trump is showing that he will use his power to protect people who break the law on his behalf, and even reward them for it.”

AND BELIEVE ME, this is just the start.

I cannot imagine the extent to which further payoffs will be coming as that current man in office tries to buy his way out of the mid terms (if he becomes so inclined to save the republican party) or further problems for himself and his money.

He has already achieved immunity from the Supreme Court for anything he does while currently holding office.

He had now achieved immunity from the IRS.

You remember the IRS?

That was who finally got Al Capone for failure to pay taxes.

Well, that man currently in office has eliminated that worry for himself.

I am convinced that despite his name being plastered on everything, really cares nothing for his place in history.

Its his money money money.

If anything bothers him, its the headlines that that Musk feller may soon become the world’s first Trillionaire.

Besides that though, he loves money and he will use money to get more money.

The American people should be furious.

Yet for so many, betting on that current man in office is the best hope they have.

Despite the sell out.

Despite knowing better.

As Tom Sawyer said to Huckleberry Finn (and yes I have used this quote before and I will use it again):

“Right is right, and wrong is wrong, and a body ain’t got no business doing wrong when he ain’t ignorant and knows better.”

5.23.2026 – asked her whether

asked her whether
she meant I hope or in a
hopeful frame of mind

The first time we heard the word “hopefully” used to mean something it doesn’t mean was from the lips of a pretty woman whom we were wining and dining in a restaurant.

We asked her when she expected to move into her apartment, and she answered, “Hopefully on Tuesday.” We laid down our fork and asked her whether she meant “I hope on Tuesday” or whether she meant “On Tuesday in a hopeful frame of mind.”

She then laid down her fork and wanted to know what the hell we were driving at.

She confessed that she saw nothing wrong with “Hopefully on Tuesday.”

Rather than labor the thing, we shifted subjects; it is not our policy to badger pretty women. Since that memorable occasion, we have encountered this use of “hopefully” at every turn.

It is all over the place and has, we suspect, come into the language.

Time, always elegant in its rhetoric, appeared not long ago with this sobering sentence: “The Government would like to bring the case to a quick trial, hopefully before the end of January.”

Lacking a fork to lay down, we simply laid down the magazine.

EB White in Notes and Comment, The New Yorker Magazine, March 27, 1965.

Not sure about but lunch with EB White and his wife, Katherine Angell White, the editor who made the New Yorker Magazine into the New Yorker Magazine … sounds terrifying.

I am full of hope not to ever have to explain these essays to them.

5.22.2026 – weren’t satisfied with

weren’t satisfied with
having money unless there
were many who didn’t

Oddly, it wasn’t the poverty that ground against the sensibilities so hard that depressed me the most but the attitude of many of the more fortunate who weren’t satisfied with having money unless there were many who didn’t have it.

Even quasi-religious people liked to quote Jesus as saying, “The poor you have with you always,” neglecting to add that he didn’t say to sit on your ass and don’t do anything about it.

The thought that my country accepts the idea that a quarter of its citizens are destined to be social mutants peels my nerves.

Our compassion quotient has seemed to lower a bit more every year of my adult life.

I never much minded when my colleagues would tease me for being a “bleeding heart” because if your heart doesn’t bleed you’re dead, and you’ve become just another greedy little shit factory on life’s way.

From True North by Jim Harrison (New York, Grove Press, 2004).

Yes of late I have been drawing a lot of inspiration from Mr. Harrison and The Road Home of late.

You can guess that I am re-reading it again and wonder if the power of some of Mr. Harrison’s writing would have been lessened had he left some of the rawness out of it.

But this is like trying to draw life lessons from watching the Soprano’s and wishing they could have dropping the violence.

The life frustrations of Tony in his sessions with the psychiatrist (“If my calling is so important, PICK UP THE PHONE”) I guess need the contrast with the miserable life of a mobster.

But I digress.

Our compassion quotient has seemed to lower a bit more every year of my adult life.

I could start with the compassion quotient but you could add almost any other aspect of life and it has seemed to lower a bit more every year.

It seems that I have read stories that for the first time, the next generation of Americans are looking at a worse world then the previous generation had.

We could start with that current man in the oval office and go down hill from there.

I read books and poems about a filled with bird song and all I have around my house is the caw caw of crows.

I read books filled with exclamations of wonder and beauty over the salt sea breeze and where I live on the Atlantic Coast of South Carolina, what you get is the pluff mud of the salt march which smells of dirty diapers.

Sports are money pits with nothing to do about sports.

I am tired of raging against the machine.

There is just too much money, dead money, money that isn’t doing anything but sitting in banks in account and doing nothing.

I don’t like to go to Woody Allen but in Annie Hall, the artist (Max von Sydow) says:

Money, money, money! If Jesus came back, and saw what’s going on in his name, he’d never stop throwing up.

5.21.2026 – a notorious

a notorious
money pot, they got in, they ..
got it and got out

The Cook County Sheriff’s Department was a notorious money pot.

The sheriff’s police were supposed to patrol the roads and residential areas in the sizable unincorporated parts of the suburbs and were empowered to enter any town if local police weren’t doing their job.

They spent most of their time, however, shaking down motorists and making collections at suburban bars and brothels.

Since a sheriff couldn’t succeed himself, most of them got in, got it, and got out.

Few left without being the subject of scandal.

From Boss: Richard J. Daley of Chicago by Mike Royko (New York; New American Library, 1971).

My favorite Daley story?

Daley is in a boat that is sinking with 2 other guys and there is one life jacket. Daley tells them they will have to vote to see who gets the life jacket and Daley wins 7 to 2.

We grew up with the stories about Mayor Daley and Chicago but it was all kind of joke, because it was Chicago.

It was that type of place and time.

Is it any wonder that the Mayor Daley’s Chicago came to mind when I read the NYT Opinion Piece by Noah Shachtman, Trump Just Took Us Somewhere the Country Has Never Been Before.

Especially the part where Mr. Shactman writes:

This week’s announcement of a $1.8 billion government slush fund — ostensibly for victims of what Mr. Trump has called the Justice Department’s “weaponization,” but almost certainly destined for his allies — guarantees it. The president may wish to be considered in the same class as Napoleon or Alexander the Great, but he is in danger of turning himself into the next Mobutu Sese Seko or Mohamed Suharto: a kleptocrat remembered not for his ideas, not for his power, but for his greed.

Mr. Trump has devoted a large portion of his second term to enriching himself and his family with foreign and private funds: the crypto deals, the rapid-fire stock trades, the Boeing 747 he accepted as a gift from Qatar. But until recently, there was no evidence that his most brazen capers involved taking actively, directly from you and me. That changed when he, two of his sons, and the Trump family business sued the U.S. government for $10 billion over the leak of their tax returns.

In effect, Mr. Trump, the private citizen, was suing President Trump, the head of the executive branch. He didn’t bother to pretend it made sense: “I’m supposed to work out a settlement with myself,” he quipped to reporters. Surprise, surprise, that settlement was really sweet. The 10-figure “anti-weaponization fund” is a new low: Mr. Trump plunging his bruised hands into public accounts and scooping out money.

“Just in terms of sheer dollars, this is the most corrupt action in American history,” says Brendan Ballou, a former Justice Department special counsel. He’s representing a pair of police officers injured during the Capitol riots who are suing in federal court to stop the fund. “This may be the most infamous thing that Donald Trump does beyond Jan. 6, 2021.”

But until recently, there was no evidence that his most brazen capers involved taking actively, directly from you and me.

The 10-figure “anti-weaponization fund” is a new low.

Just in terms of sheer dollars, this is the most corrupt action in American history.

Until today I thought that that current man in office WANTED to be President.

He wanted that role and all the trappings that come with it.

It just now dawned on me that the office was incidental to his plans.

When there is that much money involved, the political process to become president is just the means to achieve the end goal.

The Republican party seems to have admitted this as Congressman Blake Moore from Utah said at a House Republican leadership press conference, Our Republican priority will always be to be putting government ahead of Americans.

There was never any plans to govern though.

There was never any plans to achieve anything.

The plan is get in.

Get it.

Get out.

I was about to write, Mayor Daley would be proud.

Deep down, even Mayor Daley would be sickened by this new low.

Just don’t expect that lower isn’t coming.

5.20.2026 – the question, of course

the question, of course,
is how you can make your soul
clap its hands and sing

The question, of course, is how you make your soul clap its hands and sing.

My bones seemed built out of incomprehension.

The road was rutted enough by winter rains so that the car drove itself.

I was ringed by four mountain ranges in this valley but then natural beauty seems to offer no more than you can bring to it. There was scarcely a patch in a thousand square miles I hadn’t covered on foot.

Looking down you see blue and black gama, side oats gama, curly mesquite, sprangle-top, and the grassy skin of the local earth.

Straight up is invariably sky.

Up in my own country it was apparently our nature to kill seventy million buffalo just as it was our nature to destroy the Native cultures.

History will not help your soul clap its hands and sing but it is unconscionable to proceed without knowing it.

From True North by Jim Harrison (New York, Grove Press, 2004).

Mr. Harrison is referencing the poem, Sailing to Byzantium by William Butler Yeats.

Mr. Harrison quotes the 2nd of 4 stanzas.

An aged man is but a paltry thing,
A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress,
Nor is there singing school but studying
Monuments of its own magnificence;
And therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.

Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing.

And louder sing.

An aged man is but a paltry thing.

History will not help your soul clap its hands and sing but it is unconscionable to proceed without knowing it.

So much news of late.

How frail our constitution was.

How frail life is.

Therefore I have sailed the seas and come
To the holy city of Byzantium.

BTW – to make this work, I had to add a word to Mr. Harrison’s words … have a feeling he would not have been happy but when I do the same thing to Shakespeare and Sandburg …