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Mar

History Relived?

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Three months into the first term of the Trump Presidency the World is witnessing an erosion of confidence in the foundational institutions of American civil society from its Office of the President through to and including, the institution of the Free Press.

Some have likened Trump’s short-term, to date, as the 45th President of the United States as a train wreck in the making. The President’s short bursts, often unsubstantiated, of claims of Fake News by the Mainstream media outlets, often referred to as the `Fifth Column’ to a Democracy, is undermining the Publics confidence in what is true and accurate reporting. The claims, often communicated late at night or early morning via Twitter, strangely correlate to reports conveyed by Breitbart News and Infowars; Internet-based, alternate News channels. These News media outlets cater to those within the broader community steeped in conspiratorial theories and captioned in their reports such phrases as `information the government doesn’t want you to know‘. Too, the audiences to these channels are widely known to be mostly Caucasian and Christian, religious belief.

The fires of suspicion and mistrust this early into the Trump Administration often fanned by biased pundits and celebrity personalities keen on advancing the strongly right-wing agenda bolstered by a Republican majority in Congress, Senate and now, the Supreme Court, combined with the substantial undermining of the Free Press; one has to question whether this will be the spark of insecurity that ignites the demise of the Republic that is the United States.

History has a cruel way of repeating itself if for no other reason then to attempt to teach Humanity the ills of its ways, and until such becomes the case; the equivalent to Rome of the past, a Nation’s self-annihilation may happen but once again.

Dec

Purple Revolution – saga begins?

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This is an addendum to an earlier essay posting addressing the potential for Hillary Clinton and George Soros teaming together to initiate what will effectively be a challenge to both the Left and the Right political philosophies of United States politics enshrined with the title :

`Purple Revolution’. [reference:https://naykdpoet.com/2016/11/14/186107/]

Since writing and posting the essay, what has been striking is the subtle emphasis on the color `purple’ in the staging of backdrops, etc., within program broadcasts by Networks noted for the left-wing liberal leaning. At first, I thought I was being a bit paranoid except for the very few occasions post the national election, every instance of Hillary Clinton is in the public media she is always dressed in the color `Purple’.

As such, being struck by this seeming coincidence, I have made it a point to see if there were any potential trends toward a political end; then, it wasn’t until I happened upon an episode of Full Frontal hosted by Canadian comedian, Samantha Bee. Bee, her coverage since the election, has been outspoken against Donald J. Trump becoming the 45th President of the United States.

Then, on the December 19th 2016 episode video posting captioned: `Strange Bedfellows | Full Frontal with Samantha Bee | TBS’ [https://youtu.be/wuSDfVRGI54] Bee interviews none other than Glenn Beck, a self-confessed `catastrophys’ [his word not mine]. Widely known to represent a somewhat right, if not extreme, political philosophy.

What is communicated should be obvious to anyone; a well-scripted exchange between two polar opposites to serve the purpose to:

Clearly identify Bee’s and Beck’s opposing political position: left – right, respectively;
Recognition of a common potential threat coming from not just Trump the 45th President of the United States, but, his cabinet and administration;
The resolve that compromise, in the face of this threat, would be a mutually `good thing’ for all concerned;
Remediation of Beck’s tarnished character to recognize him as a credible and workable partner [notice that he is wearing a `green‘ color sweater and not `red’ for he is not directly affiliated with the republican wing as such; the, lastly,
A `marriage’ of the two (extreme) positions, taking a common ground stance reflective of the needs of the `People’ followed by celebrating with a bonding by `cake’, not surprisingly adorned a `Red’ dress [often taken as an occult symbol] and finally, the mutual `sacrificial eating’ of the other’s head. A truce as it were.

Now, before being accused of promoting a conspiracy theory implicating Samantha Bee of Full Frontal and, Glenn Beck, an independent TV political personality/pundit; take a look at the following screenshots taken from the video.https://youtu.be/wuSDfVRGI54

While watching the exchange, what is clearly front and center, is the colorful sweaters Bee and Beck are wearing. In the case of Bee, it is a very bright and clearly `blue’ sweater color adorned with various color balls and shapes and, Beck, his being a distinctive `green’ with the image of a muscled Santa on the front.

It was not until the 7:14min mark into the video that something had changed. It was subtle enough to almost have missed it: Bee’s sweater color changed from the distinctive `blue’ to a subtle `purple’.

This seemed odd since it seemed to happen just post the `marriage’ ceremony and presenting of the cake as an offering to the mutual coming together and the eating of heads.

A swatch of color was copied from the `purple’ sweater and pasted onto the `blue’ sweater to emphasize the change.

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Now, some, and it would be reasonable, may argue this could be simply due to a change in the lighting of the scene; true but, why at the end of the interview when it would most symbolize the `marriage’ of the left wing (blue) and the right-wing (red), to harmonize as an alternate force in the middle (purple)?

Take all this as you will, however, for those who appreciate techniques of soft [re-]programming of advertising and marketing (a.k.a: propaganda machine) campaigns; this has the markings of possibly being one of them. Too, note the prominent color of

Full Frontal’s staging is a vibrant PURPLE! sbpurple

To conclude, it is neither here nor there as to my personal concerns in this matter, it purely stems from a curiosity and watcher of trends.

It is ultimately up to each individual to determine if anything is going on<?>

Dec

Will It [N]ever Happen?

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Donald J. Trump Rodrigo Duterte

Face it, the reality is that the System; the organized, political, judicial and institutional structure of civil society, as it has evolved, comprehensively, is beyond the scope of any Common-person or group of persons, to evoke REAL CHANGE!

Regardless of the Country-nation, be it one governed by democratic philosophy or autocratic, dictatorial oppressive rule; those individual citizens who advocate for a leadership role, on the strength of reforming the rule of law and legislative governance at the behest of the Common citizen, typically renege on the rhetorical promises made during their electoral campaign.

Virtually, on every occasion in the last century; be they President, Prime Minister, Autocratic Dictator or, other titled leader of a Nation, democratically elected or not, to the highest Office of the Nation; upon taking office and at times before, the only true change observed is diametrically opposite in direction to that advocated in the course of their electoral campaigning.

The direct consequence of this failing on the part of those elected to lead In the majority of countries deemed to have fully open, free democratic election processes; the percentage of those who actually vote typically falls below fifty-percent. Meaning, the candidate elected to Office in effect represents significantly less than a minor majority of the nation’s Peoples. The level of political skepticism and mistrust of elected officials effectually nullifies its true significance and fundamentally, is a waste of time and of public revenues.

So what is the remedy solution if, in fact, there is one to be had?

The answer to this question is elusive at this time, however, there are TWO real-time case-studies to be observed over the course of the next coming year of 2017 and beyond:

A) The Presidency of Donald J. Trump – 45 President of the United States

B) The Presidency of Rodrigo Duterte – Newly elected President of the Philippines

The significance of these two presidential administrations stems from both incumbents being elected on the strength of severe and radical CHANGE to the Establishment rule preceding being officially sworn to Office of President. Each having taken a controversial stance on the current state-of-governance and affairs.

In the case of Donald Trump, President-Elect; his brash and at times controversial statements in presenting his electoral platform focused on the middle-class; advocating for their better representation in the form of jobs and equality to share in the prosperity of the nation captioned by his electoral slogan: `Make America Great Again’.

However, the professional character of those whom his `Transition Team’ has announced, to date, to hold senior cabinet positions within the Trump Administration would suggest the antithesis to the far-reaching promises of his campaigning rhetoric.

Donald J. Trump – President Elect

With respect to President Duterte; his election rhetoric too was brash and controversial in nature. His use of deriding language focused on the condition of the middle-class but, more significantly, with respect to the state-of-the nation’s widespread, illegal drug cartels and, rampant corruption of those within public offices of government and private businesses advocating for a ruthless, eradicating approach to remedy the problems.

President Duterte

In conclusion, given the atypical construct of the campaigns awarding these two unconventional individuals the highest office of their respective Nations; the domestic and international implications of their administrative policies during their time of governance as yet to manifest on the world stage, undoubtedly, regardless, they will have a long-term impact on next generation, electoral cycle machinations for their respective nations as well, for those of observing nations.

However, in the interim, the Common-person still remains hostage to the failings of those who choose to come forward on the strength and promise of REAL CHANGE and, the inability of the System to mitigate its failings.

Oct

News Headlines Oct 14, 2016

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The following are the Headlines of News for the Day as covered by DemocracyNow (DemocracyNow.org) for this day October 14, 2016.

The negativity that emanates from this list of world events is reflective of the depressing state the globe today with little optimism for it to change any time soon!

HEADLINES:

Oct

TRUMP vs The M.S.M.

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First, let me state the following is NOT intended to be deemed support for Donald J. Trump as the next President of the United States, however, that stated, I find it difficult to accept the reportage centered on the premise of his failing to pay his fair share of taxes LINK.

To any rational mind, the suggestion that Trump has avoided or failed to pay taxes stemming from a $916million dollar capital loss via his 1995 tax filing is erroneous.

First, the responsibility for the validity of claims for losses does not rest with the one filing such losses but with the Internal Revenue Service (IRS). Given that the filing is for the 1995 fiscal year of Trump business activity, one would have to presume the IRS fulfilled its due diligence and accepted the filing as meeting all applicable tax laws of the time.

The News media’s attempts to paint a different picture is both slanderous and misleading to the general public, most of whom are not versed in the manner by which the IRS deals with corporate filings. This only leads one to interpret this as a calculated effort by media outlets to discredit Trump and his campaign bid for the White House and by default, give credence to the Clinton campaign to utilize this `scandal‘ to unfair advantage.

The fear of a Trump presidency is palpable, however, to utilize such tactic will only serve to bolster his blue-collar base to vote not necessarily for Trump himself but, against the Establishment which, as they see it, includes the increasingly obvious bias of mainstream media.

It is a dangerous game being played, one likely to radically change the face of civilized western society for decades to come yet, those in the position to influence, such as the mainstream media (of all format), either fail to recognize this fact, or, willingly sacrifice potential for a harmonious future for the sake of ratings (CBS)

Aug

AI: Virtual Reality: Why?

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AI: Virtual Reality:

The Virtual Reality adventure is driven by the need to achieve a Utopian, Humanist realm to supplant the as yet, seemingly, unattainable true reality that is human existence.

Mar

RE-UNION – Script

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RE-UNION

Logline:

Marshall, a 51-year-old, single, gay male and, 24-year-old, attractive gay Justin while attending Marshall’s best friend Brad’s 50th birthday party, are soon to find their flirtatious gestures of mutual physical attraction harbours a 20-year-old surprise of unimaginable emotional consequence that neither could have possibly imagined.

FADE IN: INT. CONDO-APARTMENT – FESTIVE PARTY ATMOSPHERE – EVENING

Standing in the middle of the well-appointed living room, surrounded by a small number of well dressed partiers, fifty-one year old Marshall, holding a bottle of beer, congratulates Brad who is celebrating his 50th birthday

MARSHALL
(joyously)
Congratulations Brad, who’d of thought we’d make it this far ah? (pausing) The big five-0, damn!

BRAD
(sheepishly)
Thanks man, yah, who’d of believed it. Frankly, I don’t feel it – I mean, in here (points to his head) I’m still 20 years old

(shakes his head, clinks
glass to Marshall’s bottle)

Thanks and thanks for throwing
the surprise party (drinks)

Marshall drinks while scanning the room then pauses when he spots an attractive young man (JUSTIN) talking to another partier

MARSHALL
(inquisitively)

Brad, who’s that hot look’n kid

(gestures bottle in direction toward Justin)

BRAD
(unawares)

Who, which guy? Coz, if he’s
good looking he’s mine! Remember,
it’s my birthday party!

(looks to direction pointed)

I don’t know, I’ve not seen him before,
he must have come with someone but, if
he’s not attached he’s mine!

(both laugh at the speculation walking away in different directions)

INT. BOTTLE CLUTTERED KITCHEN – LATER

(Marshall walks into kitchen to get a beer from the fridge, Justin follows behind and leans against the kitchen counter next to the fridge.)

MARSHALL
(surprised to see Justin)

Hi, how’s it goin?

JUSTIN
(coyly and speculative)

Not bad, and you?

MARSHALL
(nervous tone)

Good, and you.. (pauses) I mean great!
(pauses) So you a friend of Brad’s, I’ve
seen you before?

JUSTIN
(confidently)

No, no I came with Angie
(gestures with drink toward living room)

She and I were out for coffee this
morning and she invited me to come along

MARSHALL
(turning toward living room)

Yah, I know Angie. How did you come
to know her. She’s kinda old for
you isn’t she (subtle laugh)

JUSTIN
(smiling at the comment)

No, no, she’s just a friend. I met her
at acting class. We had to do an impromptu
together and we just hit if off – she’s
great. (Turns to face Marshall)

How about you, what brings you to Brad’s
birthday party?

MARSHALL
(leans against the counter next to Justin)

Who me, o shit, I’ve known Brad for over
twenty years now. We’ve to hell and back
together. (pausing) Frankly, we are both
surprised we’re still kicking at fifty.

JUSTIN
(flirtatiously questioning)

What, you fifty? Come on, you don’t look a
older than forty-nine (laughing)

(Marshall turns abruptly and fains a punch to Justin’s gut. Justin responds by grabbing Marshall. The two jostle playfully until Brad enters the kitchen)

BRAD
(jokingly, questioning)

Ok you two, no fighting in the Kitchen.
I thought you didn’t know each other, either
that or you’re getting there

(leans into Marshall’s, whispering angularly)

I thought I told you he was mine!

(Marshall shrugs his shoulders)

JUSTIN
(confused)

What, what’s goin on between you two?

BRAD
(looking directly at Marshall)

Oh nothing, nothing..just a private joke

(turns to Justin coyly)

So, my name is Brad, I am the birthday boy.
And who might you be? (extends hand-shake)

JUSTIN
(shaking Brad’s hand)

I’m Justin, I came with Angie. We..

(Marshall interrupts)

MARSHALL
(turning to Justin)

Oh, right.. I never did introduce myself

(Brad abruptly leaves the kitchen pissed
at Marshall who introduces himself to Justin
in the background)

INT: APARTMENT-CONDO – LIVING ROOM COUCH – LATE EVENING

BRAD
(annoyed, sarcastically)

So you, Justin; seems you both hit it off.
You gonna be seeing more of him?

MARSHALL
(apologetic)

Look Brad, I’m sorry. I know it’s YOUR birthday
and I know YOU’RE upset with me but, shit man, I
didn’t expect that to happen. It just did.
And no, I mean I don’t know if he’s truly even interested. I mean he’s just a twenty-four year old kid, what would he want with an old-fart like me? But, I’d be lying if I didn’t say it wouldn’t be great but…(pauses and embraces sulking Brad)

INT: MARSHALL’S BEDROOM – EARLY NEXT MORNING

(Marshall, asleep in his bed, gets abruptly woken by the sound of his cell-phone ringing. Looking at the alarm clock reading 9:30 he becomes annoyed at being woken so early after such a late night before.)

MARSHALL
(pissed)

Yah, who is it…what do you want?

VOICE ON PHONE (JUSTIN)
(nervous, apologetic)

Oh, sorry, did I wake you? It’s me Justin

MARSHALL
(joyful,surprised,attentive)

Oh, Justin, hay sorry for that, it’s
just that I got home late and hoping to
sleep in…sorry. So, how are you? How’d
you get my number by the way? (laughs)

JUSTIN
(apologetic)

Sorry Marshall, shou, should I call back? (pauses)

MARSHALL
(calmly)

No, no it’s ok Justin, so…

JUSTIN
(mildly anxious)

I got your number from Angie, I hope you
don’t mind??

MARSHALL
(slightly elated)

No, no problem, in fact it’s good to hear
from you, I’m glad you thought to call
even if it is early. So, what’s up?

JUSTIN
(mildly flirtatious)

Well, I was thinking, especially now that
I’ve got you up; you wanna get some breakfast?
I know a great little spot – Dunk’n cafe’.
You know it?

MARSHALL

Yah, 31st and Queen right?

JUSTIN

Right, for eleven, I’ll meet you there?

MARSHALL
(elated)

Sounds good, see you there, at eleven!

(Marshall leans back into the bed pausing to take in what just happened then, looking at the alarm clock, realizes he better get moving. Joyfully jumps out of bed for the bathroom.)

EXT.: OUTDOOR – CAFE’ PATIO – MID-MORNING

(Marshall, greeted by the Hostess, sees Justin waving, walks to his table trying not to look outwardly as excited as he felt inside. He couldn’t help but notice Justin’s stunning blue eyes. His wearing a tight-fitting, robin-egg blue T-shirt, making them even bluer. Fidgeting, he tried desperately to conceal his joy in having met such a good looking young man who, apparently, wants to get to know him better.

Marshall’s last relationship of ten years ended just two years prior and figured at fifty-one, the likelihood of ever meeting someone and falling in love was unlikely if not improbable. Especially with someone as young and wholesomely good looking as Justin.)

MARSHALL
(nervously putting napkin on his lap)

So Justin, surprise! I didn’t
expect to hear from you so soon, and
I don’t just mean early (laughs nervously)

JUSTIN
(confidently)

Yah, sorry about that. It’s just, I
enjoyed meeting you yesterday, and, so
I hope you don’t mind?

MARSHALL

No, not at all. If anything, I should be
grateful. Besides being a beautiful sunny
morning, I get the pleasure of breakfast
with a good looking young man!

JUSTIN
(bashfully)

Well thanks, and I with a hot looking man.

(Waitress appears at the table to take their order.)

EXT.: OUTSIDE – STREET NEXT TO CAFE’ – TWO HOURS LATER

MARSHALL
(shyly questioning)

So Justin, that was great. So, what’s up
for the rest of this glorious day?

JUSTIN
(non-committal)

Well, not really sure. I promised
Angie I’d help get her new apartment
organized. (laughing) The price I have to
pay to get your number out of her.
I promised I’d do anything she asked
to get it. But it’s been well worth it!

(appreciative)

I hope I’m not being too forward<?>

(Marshall is surprised when Justin embraces and, gives him a slight kiss on the cheek before pulling away)

JUSTIN
(sheepishly hesitant)

So, can we see each other again? I’d really
like to if you do?

MARSHALL
(trying to hide enthusiasm)

Great! Yah, I’d like that, anytime. Give me a
call and we can set something up.

(Justin turns to walk away, pauses, then turns back, facing Marshall, slight hesitation, gives a quick kiss on the lips, pauses, looks into Marshall’s eyes for a reaction, turns and walks away smiling. Marshall, a bit dumbfounded sheepishly waves goodbye, watches Justin walk away.)

LATER SAME DAY

INT.: BRAD’S APARTMENT – MESSY CLUTTER – LIVING ROOM

BRAD
(appreciative)

Thanks Marshall for showing up. I can’t
believe the mess just ten people can create
after just a few drinks. I mean look at this
place…

(scans the messy apartment)

MARSHALL
(poking through the clutter)

Not a problem Brad, the least I can do since
we couldn’t do it at my place

BRAD
(interrupts)

Right, I know, the renovations. When’s
that shit gonna be finished?

MARSHALL
(shaking his head)

Yah, I know, seems it’s been going on forever
but look, I need to talk to you about that kid
Justin, he..

BRAD
(interrupts)

What? Don’t tell me, not already? You just met the
kid last night and there’s already drama

(continues cleaning, shakes his head)

MARSHALL
(perplexed)

Well no! There is no DRAMA. It’s just that I really
don’t know how to react to him.

BRAD
(questioning)

What do you mean, he is coming on to you<?> I’d
say go for it! It isn’t every day a hot young
guy is gonna want to jump those old bones (laughs)

MARSHALL

Ha, ha, ha.. have your laugh. No, really it’s more
than that. Look, we met for breakfast this
morning – his idea not mine. Well, when we’re saying
our good-byes sort of thing; he up and kissed me on
the lips..

BRAD

So! What’s the big deal? The kid obviously likes
you.

MARSHALL

Well it’s just that; when he kissed me, something about it seemed kinda of strange. Almost like I had been kissed by my brother or something, I don’t know..

BRAD

What? Get a grip man, you’ve just been on your own for a little too long and your scared. Maybe you just have
to take the lead and slow him down a bit. I know if it were me he’d be knowing the colour of my bed-sheets by now.

MARSHALL

Again, very funny. Well, what ever it is I know there is something odd about this whole thing.

BRAD

Bottom line: do you like him? And if you do I’d say; just go with it and see what happens. After all he is just twenty and you could just be the soup d’jour

MARSHALL

Thanks! You’ve been a great help.. Bastard!

TWO WEEKS LATER:

PHONE CONVERSATION: JUSTIN CALLS MARSHALL

JUSTIN

So look, Marshall I want you to come over tonight

MARSHALL

Justin we were just out last night?

JUSTIN

But I’ve got a surprise for you.. And no it’s not that… (sexy, mischievous laugh)

MARSHALL

Justin.?

JUSTIN

Ok, then tomorrow night, be here for 8 sharp

(hangs up before Marshall can respond)

NEXT DAY:

INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT HALL DOOR – 8PM

(Marshall arrives at Justin’s apartment to find an envelope tacked to the door with his name on it. He opens the envelope to find a note: “ MARSHALL, surprise: the door’s unlocked, come in, follow the arrows Love Justin”)

INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT AND BEDROOM

(Marshall enters, the room has enough light to just notice paper arrows taped to a path of arrows that lead to Justin’s bedroom – he opens the closed door, it’s dark, he enters the room, lights flash on.)

JUSTIN
(laying naked on the bed)

SURPRISE! Now come here you big hunk of man

MARSHALL
(taking off clothes)

Justin, what the…

INT.: JUSTIN’S BEDROOM – A SHORT-TIME LATER

(Marshall and Justin naked, making out but Marshall visibly having difficulty)

MARSHALL
(rolls away, troubled)

Justin, stop for a minute, wait

JUSTIN
(confused)

What, what’s the problem Marshall? Is it too soon?
I know you wanted to hold off but,

MARSHALL

No, no, it’s not that, truth: I don’t know, something else. Give me a minute….

(Marshall pulls a bed sheet around his waist and goes out the bedroom. Justin sitting up in the bed, looks confused and left wondering what was wrong. Marshall exits bedroom and walks to the living room. As he passes a bookshelf he sees a picture of a women. Taking a closer look, the women seems strangely familiar to him. Taking the picture back to the bedroom.)

MARSHALL
(inquisitively, holding the picture up)

Justin, who is this picture of?

JUSTIN

That’s my mother, she’s living in Winnipeg, why?

MARSHALL
(slightly anxious)

What’s your mother’s name?

JUSTIN

Rachial. Why? Marshall what’s goin on? Tell me

(Marshall does not reply, places picture on night-table, puts on his clothes and abrutly leaves)

JUSTIN
(pleading, naked, running)

Marshall? What’s going on, what did I do?

(Justin, still naked, crying, stands at hallway door watches Marshall leave.)

HOURS LATER:

INT.: MARSHALL’S APARTMENT – SMALL ROOM FULL OF BOXES

(Marshall rummages through old boxes, pulls out old picture album dated 1980-90. Scouring through pages – comes to a picture of him with and the girl he met during a business trip to Winnipeg. Peeling picture from the album then turns picture over to see written: `Me & Rachial – Winnipeg – 1983’)

MARSHALL
(crying)

SHIT! Shit, shit, shit…

NEXT EVENING:
INT.: SMALL NEIGHBOURHOOD GAY BAR

MARSHALL
(sitting at bar with drink)

My turn I guess, thanks for coming.

BRAD
(just seating at bar)

A friend in need. And let me guess..

MARSHALL

Cut it out, shut-up, and just listen: without
going into all the sorted details I think I know
what’s holding me back with Justin ..

(turns to face BRAD)

He’s my son!

BRAD

(shocked)

What! What the fuck are you saying? How do you know this?

(Marshall pulls picture from pocket, throwing on the bar in front of Brad)

BRAD
(takes, inspects picture)

Wow, you were pretty good looking back then, what happened? (laughs)

MARSHALL
(sullen)

Not me you idiot, the girl. The girl in the picture is Justin’s mother – Rachial, the same Rachial I had sex with while on a business trip to Winnipeg back in the early eighties.

BRAD
(shocked, surprised)

Holy shit man, fuck! Are you certain? How could that be? I mean what the fuck are the chances?

MARSHALL
(looking at picture)

Beats the fuck out of me!

NEXT DAY – EARLY EVENING

INT.: MARSHALL’S APARTMENT – COMPUTER ROOM

(Marshall doing a facebook search `Rachial Dawson, Winnipeg, Man.’. Rachial Dawson profile picture same as Justin’s picture. Makes a phone call)

MARSHALL
(nervous)

Hello, Rachial Dawson? (pauses)

WOMEN’S VOICE (RACHIAL)

Yes, whose calling? Hello..

MARSHALL
(hesitant, voice shaking)

Rachial, I don’t know if you’d remember
me but, back (pausing) god, years ago
we met, there in Winnipeg. It’s me
Marshall, Marshall Hewitt. Do you recall?

WOMEN’S VOICE (RACHIAL)

Marshall? How could I forget? But why,
why now, after what: twenty, twenty-four
years ago?

MARSHALL
(nervous)

Well Rachial, it’s hard to explain on
the phone but, I need to talk to you
and, and if you don’t mind, I’d like
to come to Winnipeg.

WOMEN’S VOICE
(confused)

You Winnipeg? Marshall, what is this
about, please tell me?

MARSHALL
(reserved)

Well I guess. Let me just say it has to
do with us back then, that night we met
and…, well you know, we had sex and..

WOMEN’S VOICE
(whispered, sullen)

I see, I see. So when?

MARSHALL
(assuredly)

The next possible flight. Don’t worry I
will call you when I arrive and we can
set up a time a place to meet. If that
sounds alright with you?

WOMEN’S VOICE
(whisper, quiet)

I guess. Let me know. (hangs up)

(Marshall hears phone disconnect, waits, listens to dial tone)

TWO DAYS LATER – MID-DAY

INT.: WINNIPEG – SMALL DINER – RESTAURANT BOOTH

(Marshall anxiously awaits Rachial whom, to recognize is only recall of Justin’s picture. She walks into the small diner [he sees the image of the Rachial as he knew twenty-years earlier but then morphs to the late forty-year-old women she is today] He greets her with a wave, a hug-friendly kiss on the cheek. They both sit nervously…)

MARSHALL/RACHIAL

So good.. You too, how..

(both laugh nervous)

MARSHALL
(growing anxious)

Sorry Rach…, as you can guess I’m pretty
nervous..

RACHIAL
(calming)

Relax, I’m a mess inside and; after
your call, it conjured up thoughts
I’d thought long forgotten. So…

MARSHALL

So. So, yah well where to start.. Let’s see,
Justin! Yah, Justin, why don’t we start there?

RACHIAL
(surprised)

What, what do you know of Justin, my son?

MARSHALL
(angry)

You mean OUR son! You, me, that night
we had sex. Why didn’t you tell me you
became pregnant, had a boy, my boy!

RACHIAL
(disturbed)

What are you saying? How do you know this,
how do you know Justin?

MARSHALL
(calmer)

We, he, me we met at a friends birthday
part. My best friend Brad. It was his
50th birthday and seems Justin knows a
mutual friend of Brad’s.

RACHIAL
(questioning)

So, so you met Justin there. How did you
come to find out that he was my son?

MARSHALL
(quiet, saddened )

What you don’t know Rachial,
after us, I came out; I’m a gay man.

RACHIAL
(quiet sardonic laugh)

MARSHALL
(questioning – hurt)

What are you smirking at? And so is your son!
There, smirk at that! Yah. Your son, our son,
is Gay! And, and he doesn’t know it yet, but,
he’s in love with me – his father!

(sullen, sad, reclining)

There! Have your little laugh.

RACHIAL
(quietly crying)

I’m sorry. How, why, what are you saying?
First, I know Justin is Gay and, (slight laugh)
I, after we met, thought you might be too.

MARSHALL
(surprised)

What?! Why??

RACHIAL
(calm, explanation)

That’s not important now but, at the time
when I found out I was pregnant, I wanted
to call but, I thought then; you might be Gay. That you wouldn’t want the burden
of knowing.

(sad, apologetic)

I’m sorry, I guess I was wrong. But, you
said Justin was in-love with you. How?
You and Justin?

MARSHALL
(calm, explanation)

Well, as you can imagine, when I first
met him I had no idea of any of this.
He was just this good looking boy,
friend of friend and, well we got to meet
and things kind of happened.

RACHIAL
(shocked, concerned)

You slept with…

MARSHALL

(interrupts)

No! No! We, he, well, it seemed we had
immediate chemistry. I mean as much as
I was attracted to him I knew, I knew
something was wrong about it.

RACHIAL
(calmly inquisitive)

So, when did you realize he was my son, our son?

MARSHALL
(pondering)

I saw your picture, at his apartment.
He planned a surprise. It was to be
our first time. I couldn’t. He had
your picture on a shelf. I wasn’t sure
it was you ‘til I asked your name. I
found the picture we took that night.
Though it seemed to be, I had to call you,
just to make sure.

RACHIAL
(quietly)

I guess I owe you an apology<?>

MARSHALL
(understanding)

Big time!

WEEK LATER – EARLY AFTERNOON

BRAD’S LIVING ROOM

BRAD
(anxiously, inquisitive)

So, how did it go with her; Rachial?
Is it true? Is he your son?

MARSHALL
(resigned)

Yaup! Seems it’s true! Justin is my boy!

BRAD
(sarcastically)

Ho-ly Shit! Marshall – a dad and with his little…

MARSHALL
(interrupts, slightly angry)

Don’t! Don’t you. It’s bad enough without
you mocking the situation. You think I
want this? You don’t know the half of it!

BRAD
(apologetic)

Sorry man, just seems like out of the Movies.
So what are you gonna do? Are you going to tell him?

MARSHALL
(explaining)

Well therein lies the rub. Rachial filled
me in on what Justin was like without a
father. She never spoke of it but Justin
always questioned it. He grew to resent and
bad-mouth even the idea of a father. She knew
it was his way to deal with the emptiness.

(pensive pause)

But face it, I have to tell him either way.

BRAD
(sullen)

Yah. I guess your right. Sorry!

LATER THAT AFTERNOON

PHONE CONVERSATION – MARSHALL CALLS JUSTIN

JUSTIN
(answers cell excited)

Marshall, hay, good to hear you. How was the trip?
Did you get your work done?

MARSHALL
(anxious)

Hi, Justin, yah, no problem. The trip went well.
Hay, look what are you doing tonight?

JUSTIN
(jokingly)

Hmm, let me see<?> I think I have a date
with a hot man… hold on, oh yah, I’m
Talking to him now! Hello… (laughs)

MARSHALL
(impatient)

Ha, ha, ha, very funny. Well look then;
Let’s meet up at Dunk’ns, say seven? Good?

JUSTIN
(curious)

Sure seven, good but, what’s up? You
sound a bit upset. Is everything alright?

MARSHALL
(consoling)

Yah, fine, no problem – see you at seven.

{MUSIC FAKING THE BOOKS Lali Puna}

SAME DAY – EARLY EVENING:

[SILENT DIALOGUE SCENE]

INT.: DUNK’N CAFE

(Marshall and Justin engrossed in heated conversation. As Marshall explains, Justin becomes visibly upset. The more Marshall explains the more Justin becomes angry and crying, lashes out at Marshall and storms out of the restaurant. Marshall embarrassed, sitting alone… (others look toward the commotion))

{MUSIC ’95 AKA MAKE THINGS RIGHT Lemon Jelly}

A WEEK LATER – MID AFTERNOON:

INT.: JUSTIN’S APARTMENT – KNOCK AT DOOR

(Unknown to Justin, Marshall had called Rachial asking if she would come to Toronto, to help straighten out the situation. She feels obliged to come and goes directly to Justin’s apartment.)

JUSTIN
(opens door, surprised)

Mom! Holy shit, what are you doing here?!

RACHIAL
(enters apartment)

Well I think you know the answer;

JUSTIN
(angry)

Marshall!

RACHIAL
(sternly)

Yes, Marshall – your father! Whether you like it or not. In a way this is really all my fault; I should have told you about him long ago but, frankly, never in my wildest dreams would I have thought all this to happen. But, it has and now it’s my time to set things straight (slight laugh) no pun intended

MOMENTS LATER: KNOCK AT DOOR

(Justin opens the door to find Marshall waiting, both return to living room where Rachial greets Marshall with a hug and both turn to Justin looking a bit perplexed by it all. Then all three have a group hug)

FADE TO CLOSE : The End

CLOSING VIDEO MONTAGE (Soundtrack to be selected)

(Series of short clips reflecting the aftermath of the reunion between Rachial, Justin and his new found father Marshall. Then enters Brad who has always had his sights on Justin and is now striking up a friendship. All live happily ever after)

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You Tube Conspiracy

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Life can impose a path, not for choosing;
For sake of answers that remain looming;
Leading to a destiny worthy of reality’s loosing;
Not a choice everyone is capable consuming.

Mysteries are mysteries designed for deceiving;
Masters of the message promulgate their believing;
Truth to answers’ lying worthy of conceding;
Security to reason demanding ongoing breeding.

Confusion, misinformation, fact element destroyed;
You Tube invented to discredit by way to joy;
The reality joke is the brain is now their little toy;
Convolution, the mechanism most assuredly employed.

Dec

Agent of the Devil

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Not one to believe in the existence of the mythical domain of despicable hate and vileness mastered by one referred to as the DEVIL however, if ever there is to be one human on this Earth who could/would easily be considered to qualify as an agent to such an incarnate, it has to be the Chief Executive Officer of Lockheed Martin, a well known international purveyor of the instruments of WAR.

In a recent shareholders’ meeting, C.E.O. Marilyn A. Hewson, shown here:

proudly and confidently assured her investor audience that the World is rife with conflict despite the tentative ratifying of the agreement with Iran such that a 30% increase in revenues is confidently anticipated. If not solely for the instability in the Middle East but, gleefully, the brewing tensions in the AsianPacific with not only North Korea but too, growing tensions between China and Japan.

Video: start at 1:52min. to hear her speech (have a barf-bag ready)

One could almost suggest the lips on the pictured face of this despicable agent of the Devil are flush with the spilled blood of the countless millions of innocent men, women, and children for which she and Lockheed Martin shareholders are directly responsible through the industry she advocates and administers. Though she and her financial supporters did not create the state of conflict that consumes this world, they do little to nothing to stifle its advancement and aggression. The revel in her pronouncement, assuring the insatiable desire for conflict and killing around the world to be a source of growth and profit for her shareholders, can only be described as gut-wrenching to anyone with a gram of empathy and human emotion. Obviously, Ms. Hewson proves by her own admission in this video; she and those who gain by their efforts to promulgate the killing of innocent lives for profit, are void of any such human qualities.

It is not enough to support our elected officials in defense against terrorist and radical extremist both foreign and domestic, it is time to demand they financially stifle the advances of companies such as Lockheed Martin, Raytheon, General Dynamics and other provocateurs, from manufacturing and distributing tools of mass destruction.

Hollow are the words of any national leader who purports to be against the brutal killing of innocent lives be it through war or domestic violence when they are unwilling to ONCE AND FOREVER: shut down the source of the tools of war.

Dec

One-way Ticket to Extinction

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Since before the day the man who we’ve come to know as Jesus Christ, whether the Son of God or not, who took it upon himself to throw over the tables of the money-changers, running them out of the Temple of worship, charging them to be thieves by way of their commercial enterprises; the majority of humanity has suffered from the ills and hardships derived from the greed and power derived from and associated with, the mechanism know as Money.

Now in this 21st Century, the global commercial economy firmly committed to the avails of monetary exchange, essentially the life-blood to all that is to manifest, is driving this World’s inhabitants, all species, toward certain extinction.

As of this writing, in Paris France, for the third time since the start of this new millennium, a gathering of World leaders and a throng, a thousand-fold in number, of bureaucrats, activists, scientist and international journalist, have convened at the Cop 21 Climate Change Summit. A two week exercise to derive an international agreement setting limits on the level of carbon-dioxide emitted into the atmosphere and, practical measures to reduce existing levels to maintain a 1 degree Celsius rise in global temperatures.

Of the above statement what need be emphasised is `for the third time’.

To listen to what can only be termed `political rhetoric’ espoused by the respective leaders of participating nations, they ring hollow given that they speak to nothing new from words spoken in prior conferences. And, though some progress has be achieved by introduction of new carbon sequestration and limiting technologies, alternative energy solutions, etc.; on balance, they are dwarfed by comparison to the continued introduction of new sources and use of oil, coal and natural gas.

Too, the business driven concept solutions known as Carbon Tax and Cap and Trade are by any order of mindful rationale, nothing more then mechanisms to appease both commercial and public descent and short-term political solution to sustain power of government by the ruling political party. Regardless, the long term effects are still devastating to the well-being of all living creatures of the Planet.

To listen to the arguments present by the individual, international players comprising this latest gathering in Paris France, whether for and or against dramatic concrete, uniformly and permanently implemented efforts to combat the known environmental contributors to observed and experienced effects of Climate Change globally; Money is a the root to reasons put forward to substantiate either doing or not doing.

Given the life-threatening and extinction level effects of climate change presently and with certainty, future catastrophic events; money should be the last item of consideration when a viable, permanent solution is in the offering.

So, what or better stated: Who, is stopping this from happening?

Humanity has regrettably but succumb to the living concept that `money is power’. Countless lives and whole civilizations for aeons have been sacrificed to sustain this fictitious edict that, as stated at the beginning to this essay, has plagued human-kind since before the mythical time of one known as Jesus Christ.
Is it not time for this ridiculous concept to come to its end before it `buys’ humanity’s ticket to extinction?

There are solutions and it need not be bought by MONEY! The Collective of Humanity must once and through the strength and resolve of the power that is inherent purely by its presence on this planet Earth, TAKE BACK, that which belongs to every living specie: the RIGHT TO LIVE!

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