2.21.2025 – you might think we had

you might think we had
won a major victory
instead … betraying

While the returning Prime Minister’s car was surging through hysterical crowds, a French window opened beside me and the Deputy Under Secretary, Sir Orme Sargent, stepped on to the balcony. He surveyed the scene below with dislike and disdain. “You might think’, he said to me, ‘that we had won a major victory instead of betraying a minor country’. Then, after a pause, as the window opposite opened and it was clear that Chamberlain was expected to say a few words, Sargent added: ‘I can bear almost anything provided he doesn’t say it is Peace with Honour’.

Meanwhile, as I subsequently learned, Chamberlain was greeted by his loyal and elated staff at the end of the long red-carpeted passage which runs from the front door of No. 10 to the Cabinet Room, and he said that in response to the clamour outside he must go up to the first floor window — Dizzy’s bedroom — and say a few words. It was then that Mrs. Chamberlain put the words into his mouth : ‘Tell them’, she said, ‘that you have brought back peace, but not just peace — peace with honour’. Tell them he did, and as the crowd roared in applause Sir Orme Sargent turned on his heel, closed the French window behind him and left me alone on the balcony.

Two years passed and I was myself a Private Secretary at No. 10. Disliking the unfresh air of the Central War Room, where a bedroom deep under ground was available to me, I contrived to have a bed provided in the large and now empty room from which first Disraeli and then Neville Chamberlain had sent their words echoing round the country and the world. Honour we still had, in abundance ; but Peace was only a memory and night after night the bombs in their hundreds devastated London. Early in 1941 the blast from one of them shattered the famous window as I pushed my head under the bed clothes to avoid the shower of glass.

2.20.2025 – cars went past, paused

cars went past, paused
obedient to traffic lights
suspended lidless

Based on the passage, “Again in brilliant sunlight he walked westward down the main street of the town. Cars went past or paused at intersections, obedient to the traffic lights suspended between poles, the lidless glare of red and green, the momentary blink of amber, relaying the orders of some central brain, peremptory, electric, and unthinking.”

In the novel, Jordan County, by Shelby Foote (Dial Press, New York, 1954).

You can see it can’t you.

Cars stopping, pausing.

Obedient to the lights suspended between poles.

The orders of some central brain, peremptory, electric, and unthinking.

I have long thought that the first signs of the revolution would be when folks started to just ignore traffic signs, stoplights, four way stops.

The basic part of everyday, that requires cooperation, playing by the rules.

I always thought it would start at the bottom and work its way up.

Never ever did I think that the rot would start at the top and work its way down.

Another lesson from nature and our own version of acid rain.

2.17.2025 – because would be no

because would be no
resistance whatsoever
to Hitler’s power

I was there when the Reichstagsbrand [Burning of the Reichstag (House of Parliament) in Berlin, February 27, 1933] occurred, and I remember how difficult it was for people there to understand what was going on.

A friend of mine, Michael Polanyi, who was director of a division of the Kaiser Wilhelm Institute for Physical Chemistry, like many other people took a very optimistic view of the situation.

They all thought that civilized Germans would not stand for anything really rough happening. The reason that I took the opposite position was based on observations of rather small and insignificant things.

What I noticed was that the Germans always took a utilitarian point of view.

They asked, “Well, suppose I would oppose this thinking, what good would I do? I wouldn’t do very much good, I would just lose my influence.

Then why should I oppose it?”

You see, the moral point of view was completely absent, or very weak, and every consideration was simply consideration of what would be the predictable consequence of my action.

And on that basis I reached in 1931 the conclusion that Hitler would get into power, not because the forces of the Nazi revolution were so strong, but rather because I thought that there would be no resistance whatsoever.

You see, the moral point of view was completely absent, or very weak, and every consideration was simply consideration of what would be the predictable consequence of my action.

The moral point of view was completely absent.

Take the latest copy of the New York Times and read out each Trump headline and then say, the moral point of view is completely absent.

According to Wikipedia, Leo Szilard was a Hungarian-born physicist, biologist and inventor who made numerous important discoveries in nuclear physics and the biological sciences. He conceived the nuclear chain reaction in 1933, and patented the idea in 1936.

Together with Enrico Fermi, he applied for a nuclear reactor patent in 1944. He publicly sounded the alarm against the possible development of salted thermonuclear bombs, a new kind of nuclear weapon that might annihilate mankind.

2.17.2025 – can’t stop a nazi

can’t stop a nazi
with a lawbook – drop lawbooks
… and learn how to fly
?

From the book, The Caine Mutiny by Herman Wouk.

Barney Greenwald explains to the officers of the Caine:

” … when all hell broke loose and the Germans started running out of soap and figured, well it’s time to come over and melt down old Mrs. Greenwald — who’s gonna stop them? Not her boy Barney. Can’t stop a Nazi with a lawbook. So I dropped the lawbooks and ran to learn how to fly. Stout fellow. Meantime, and it took a year and a half before I was any good, who was keeping Mama out of the soap dish? Captain Queeg.

The tried and true standard operating procedure for on DJ Trump is delay delay delay.

His lightning speed blitzkrieg attack on the United States government from within has taken everyone off guard.

To defend ourselves, we run to … the lawbooks.

We run to the lawbooks and expect the other side to play by the rules.

But to the other side, the only rules that matter are the rules that help their side win.

Otherwise its a rule they don’t have to abide by.

To defend ourselves, we run to … the lawbooks.

It is as if we have been run over by a truck and left bleeding in the street and are running to the lawbooks to get a medical treatment.

The time it takes, and the known delaying tactics as well as the disregard for the lawbooks pretty much garruntees that regardless of how the lawbook action turns out, we will have died before any decision is reached.

In their Guest Opinion essay, This Is What the Courts Can Do if Trump Defies Them (New York Times Feb. 16, 2025), Trevor W. Morrison and Richard H. Pildes (Mr. Morrison and Mr. Pildes are both professors of law at N.Y.) write:

Executive branch defiance of the courts is not a simple, one-time-only decision. A prudent court will give the government officials covered by its order multiple opportunities to comply with the order, and will escalate things only when the officials by their own actions (or inaction) make their defiance clear.

Judicial independence and the stability of the rule of law take generations to establish in a credible, durable way. A foolish administration that seeks to defy the courts for short-term political gains or simply to show its “dominance” of other institutions would soon seek shelter from the whirlwind it would undoubtedly unleash.

Generations?

We don’t have 10 minutes.

You can’t stop a nazi with a lawbook.