Trumps Tasks!

I would like to see Donald Trump make a showing of false presidency. He should pretend to be something. He should make himself a antique like old Civil War Muskets or Revolutionary Coins. That way we can restore our faith in the government.

Making the Press Cut in Hollywood!!

My coverage at the Writers Guild Awards at the world famous Beverly Hilton hotel can be summed up in one word, unprepared. I did not spend any extra time researching the movies or questions I would like to have asked Jeff Goldblum or James Woods, but that was not the type of preparation I am talking about, I am talking about preparing for the cutthroat Sleaze glutted bottomless pit of backstabbing, muscling and all out trench warfare for the sake of making movies. To be fair and honest, the writers might be a toned down bunch, but make no mistake they will claw out your eyeball and dice your liver just for the sake of getting better footing.

These long boring awards are like snakes waiting for you to lose your magic touch as you sit through the torture of endless categories. It was not supposed to be like this, I was supposed to sneak in the back door through the waiters entrance but once again, I was not prepared. When a nice enough waiter said that he would give me his pass, I assumed he would actually hand it to me. I could have walked right into the action, gotten the scoop on the story, but not this time, I followed him to his station where they all looked at me like I had not done my homework. Instead of sneaking past the chef yelling at the cooks into the action, I sat in rear trenches waiting for the snake creep over me.

 I did got a pretty nice shot of Oliver Stone and James Woods, and talked world politics with Richard Curtis but that was no consolation to seeing what the real Hollywood looks like on the inside.

The evening got off to a good start. A Paparazzi type photographer yelled at me for getting in the way of some up and coming, and I kicked her stand from under her, I managed to get good position on  the red carpet. Completely unprepared and with no inspiration to put on a interview face with the celebrities I finagle myself through to the cocktail party where serious Hollywood business was being discussed. I wrestled myself to the corner of the room, but the smokescreen was in full effect, I could not get a good enough picture of what was happening. I sidled myself up with some young fellow pressmen who wanted nothing to do with me so I walked around to the back corner. I could feel the attention int he room shifting towards me, but I kept looking to see if any Lizards, Sharks, or outright Hollywood Brutes would making their presence known. I spotted one, but that was the brunt of it. This was to be a stand up awards ceremony and if I wanted to get the real story I would have to break into the confines of the Ballroom Sanctuary.  Following back and forth to the red carpet and the party I spotting Jeff Daniels. He tried to drop the weights on my neck. I caught him in the act however and nailed him.

Once the awards were beginning and they would not let the Press inside, I began to plead my case to one of the stewards in the restroom, but like I said before I did not take the bait.

The rest of the evening was spent back and forth between Speeches, a nice conversation with Richard Curtis, and getting caught sleeping by Fred Armisen who managed to side-stab me.

Curtis talked how makes the UN easy to understand for the average Joe. The hardworking advertiser for the United Nations luring unsuspecting college students to a life in the Peace Corps and possibly Malaria. Though he claims to be a hard worker, so I am not sure if they got him sold on the world government thing or if he's in league with them.

Oliver Stone gave a great acceptance Speech, though before, he blew past the red carpet and after, fled the reporters following his acceptance. He talked about how he has gotten his "ass-kicked" for standing up for what he believes in and working toward change. His recent series on America's History  lay heavily into the current establishment and I am sure people inside and out of Hollywood have become sworn enemies to him.  Regardless, he has stood his ground and that is something to be admired. Very few people can get movies, much less documentaries made without compromising some sort of value system. I think Stone's position remains sincere.  Stone is able to get his point across and motivate and inspire people as he tells his stories. Hopefully the next chapter of films and filmmakers that focus on change will have the same luster and passion.

Fred Armisen Stabbed me. He is a spoiled child who milks his "talent" and stops at a glass ceiling. He is bitter, and because the press and the taletn are in the same boat, he feels like he can lay into whoever he want, whenever he wants. He was lucky that I was tired adn half asleep, otherwise I would have made and example of him. He comes from those class of people at the Saturday night live show who nested in the Service Sector, and never went much further.

The night ended with the big award. The Writer/Director/Producer/Talent of Moonlight got it. All newly christened writers one step away form being the new darlings of Hollywood. The show ended, and the big celebrities shoved off, while the newly awarded writers held  statues in the lobby.

The writers were free to y take the entire evening to their credit. I was not about to issue an all night tirade, thank to the Snake.

Randall Park from Fresh off the Boat and Veep.

Jeff Goldblum Slithering through the Red Carpet

Oliver Stone and James Woods following Stone's acceptance speech.

Trump's Tastes

When the business of government becomes the spoils of your business, and they keep talking about ethics, and you think you have the keys to a kingdom of how things once were , it is time to think about your tastes , and maybe bringing them to the center of power and politics, is something that you should have thought about when what you saw, was upsetting you.

The truth about Trump lies in his taste for fame. His ascent as a rich fellow, punching in his quest for fame along with fortune.His weatlthy status in New York, Florida, was one thing. However, so was  his ability to stay in the media, and finally earn a star in the walk of fame.

Sure the creutly of a fading spotlight may have come upon his shoulders. Though he lost his fortune, he regained somehow. Those who have had fame have all experience the agony of getting  finished off by, you guessed it, the media. A Television Show brought him back and while all the other trash that reality television had sunk to, added to a pot of gold at the end of the rigged rainbow that he kept harping against.

He played their game, he had to, and he says he's got their secrets. Us pressman are out of a job unless skip to  the Swine Policy Making, and the small time exposures that could sink a ship, as the press, being proud swine themselves, would not be ok with loose lips. After all, pressman have careers. They are good careers. Some, have good careers, on Television, and make good money, others, though are not that handsomely paid, though they get some of the nicest perks in any business, and they take of each other.

In Washington, where "interest groups" , "run the show", and they can do it from Starbucks, is all a bunch of hogwash. All these new swine are bag-men for other swine who get the truth for themselves and keep it under wraps until the press figures out that they are not welcome to it. Meanwhile the cops are corrupt and are always with their media when the political show gets moving. I personally fell siege to this when I was at a Bernie Sanders rally at the Los Angeles Harbor. Mind you I was on my best behavior, but they did not like my presence, I made something under their skin crawl. So, a young sister, in all her wisdom, thought she would bring us out to the front where we would be able talk to Sanders. A cop was standing at the gate, saw me, took a page from that  old tired baseball signalling semi-retarded communication  from  behind us and stop me straight in my tracks as everyone in front of me got through. Then he pushed the gate a little bumping me and I stood their not knowing what was going on. I was not getting through, it could mean my getting a story and being picked up by some two bit publication and maybe allow me to make a living wage on my window which was quickly closing.If had caught wind of what was happening sooner, I would have made a fuss. But I just stood their, looking like Snake Bait, as the Sister justified her wisdom, and figured that she did her job by getting the real journalist through. She was just an intern, however, and she was trying to help.

Regardless, with this "superstructure" of disgusting wealth, even the dumbest of them start learning a little, and can keep the process their exorbitant wealth protected from any looming menace. God help the media if they try to get their stories of wrongdoing through because it's their  possession. Being "below the curve",  they know that they have to protect their gold, which they have and still do, but they also became paranoid. More importantly, they do not understand things such as what fiddling around in the middle east means and do not bother to ask as a husband does not stop to listen to his wife to get directions at the gas station, out of sheer pride. The consequences are not like what they want, which is people to start singing biblical prophecies, of the rapture that was prophesized to happen in the Middle East, no. It is more like a peasant boy who wanders into the wood, that was owned by someone of stature and grace. When he ate the pig he was arrested and put in prison. There's a lot of dirty little pigs in the middle east, but they are microscopic version of the Dumb disgusting criminals who have been ravaging our country. The fact is that those tiny ones, who escape common sight, are also the terrorists.

Trump, in their eyes is a clean cut boy from New York. Our country is riding the roller coaster, of economics and politics, and a war on terror, with real work needed to to be done, and the media with nowhere to go.

Oil flows one way, the information, the other.  The question is, who's paying attention?

Disassembling a Crescent Ladder!

The Trump administration is inheriting a gargantuan mess of which it has to force itself, motivate, and claw to undo what has been done. The angles and the side are so many, that I cannot blame Trump for keeping it simple in the campaign. But now he has to address the large issues and without looking like a floppy, two-faced, Paparazzi crowned show-business knock off.  Then again, most of the Paparazzi are from the Middle-East.  Who needs  high school newspaper feature fodder when larger things are desperate for attention.

We have to consider the Crescent Ladder that was built for us and used against us. Then we have to think about what President Bush sought for us  what Obama did for us as he inherited what Bush wanted for us. The conservatives will have you believe that there motivations come from good Christian roots. That is not the truth. Their motivation come from jealousy of what's left of good Christian roots, especially in the Southern United States. The central part of the United States, has taken a liking to the South and have gone along with them, since the civil war, wink, wink, and of course with fine crafty undertones of small towns which feed into our great metropolises decent hard working, and morally staunch advocates of what should be the embodiment of Success stories in Places like Manhattan, San Francisco. Wait a minute, their is only Manhattan.

That is correct folks, Manhattan is the only big city and we are keeping it that way. Chicago, Los Angeles, and every other sports team knock-off are all gypsy example of tall buildings with empty office that some crooked loan officer will occupy and make due until the next wave comes through. But that is for the children of Trump to spend their days mulling over. It is time to get down to the musky odor. It's root is in a fish stop, or the end of the rope of the frontier and we must keep our chins up and have hope for a future that keeps covered-wagons chugging along.

Where is the Crescent Ladder. Well at the same time the Black Gold was flowing in the Land of Islam. Now, please remember that years have gone by, battles won and lost and the truth is that Radical Islam is only a reaction to what was happening to the Middle East as random people were becoming richer and more powerful than anyone could ever imagine. The money flowed for both sides and they developed some retarded fascist ideal of a society that would cater toward their gaining more and more wealth. Imagine again that Great Britain gave this to them. Imagine one more time how we dipped our finger into this by tearing out trolley paving streets in mass numbers on behalf of the American Dream. Then again imagine small towns destroyed by this. Large cities growing and growing, all across the world, all for the Black Gold. Digging and Scrapping and building and employing without reference to what is really about economics rather than what is a keen business sense, a bosses attitude, and a way to make things happen.  

Enter the Crescent Ladder, the way and means of Free Oil given to Gypsie's and Thieves because they had a few tents in the general vicinity. Fake countries drawn hastily after a tired war desperate to get things done. It is an understanding that Hard Work and System does not pay off when things are given to you by the Great Empire.

Well if this sounds like a tired conversation think of this. Think about the Fish Stop and End of the Frontier opposite one another. Think about Small Towns and the heart of the United States getting their legs back. Think about people moving on their own free will to places where they can live together happily, like California, Texas, or Illinois and staying their, welcomed with jobs and places to live. That is the reality folks. All these Voters ought to be in California somewhere  around where the  shooting occurred in San Bernardino. It is ai nice place, a little hot but nothing that solar panels and air-conditioning could not fix. Maybe the Mafia  can get it's legs back too, and a downward scale on heroism. Then maybe Native Americans being aloud to have their Sacred Land Back and ripping out the roads until the frontier comes back.

This is wishful thinking, maybe, but it the people want to speak, they can act too. That's the long and the short of it, getting things done, making it so things don't fall by the wayside, and waiting for opportunities in places where we will not all be marked as suckers. This is what is happening folks we are all becoming sucker at our own hand. Its time to get out of the sucker rut and start acting against it. It is a noble action, one that keeps dignity alive and makes for the greatest of all common grounds.

Those are some things to think about. Meanwhile the Crescent Ladder will keeps its position until we decide twake up to our dilemma. It is like a backwards idealism meant to snake out the proponents and replace them with a much more subservient alternative. Then again the help always know the dirty little secrets.

The Herd of the Readers!

They have been making us inquisitive readers follow a path that leads us in circles, and helps them sleep at night. The first thing they do is get us in the School Yard. They bombard us with Children's stories that are hand crafted with some Journalistic Integrity, but really just a focus with a Pinnacle on a nice Saturday Summer Afternoon in a Manhattan Penthouse, with a doorman waiting to lead you to a limousine to see the latest Broadway show. Sure it's fabulous but it's unreachable, all the other stories are meant to turn a child into a future sucker, always tailoring their speech and writing to that context of an unrealistic goal. Then it really starts to get dirty, the "Tween" years. Where they specifically target the viscous fifth and sixth grade girls with pretty unicorns which they will murder for. All the reading is tailored to this viciousness with a taste of blood. The teachers both male and female join in on it, and chart a course for an unreal future. When the reality of life sets in, and that is where they start bombarding the economics of life ritual to all the boys and girls who will have to get a job at minimum wage upon graduating high school. It is all about getting an apartment, and pay for expenses and giving that last drop of money for some worthless item of consuming. The important thing is to get everybody reading this, and make it the centerpoint. Even those with high aspiration are subjected to this tawdry sold conversation whose end goals is to understand that economics is not about a Social Science, no, it is about understanding your place under the yoke of the true power in this country.

Once the tawdry high school crap is over, there still exist a target group of community colleges and college students who actually have taken up reading print journalism. Every college has a lame, silly little school newspaper, that writes boring stories of  little to no interest to anyone, other than the school administration and staff for their shameless promotion. Unless you work for these people full time, they make you feel as if your are missing the boat and are falling behind in honing your writing talents. Then comes the communication majors, a group of people who prey about others using the power of conversation to make you feel a bit less confident in you speaking the English Language. God forbid English not being your mother tongue, then they will really lay in on you, if you let on to them. It is all about making it look like a closed, shop, for the "talent" to work with the ownership at lower costs of less controversial stories. Now mind you nowadays, every Ivy League Math and Science whiz graduate goes into the field of Finance, instead of Science and Research. Why? Big Money pays handsomely to suck the talent into the field and help them build a replica of a good economy so they can tout it in the newspapers who have corralled a fair amount of journalistic talents into the Business Writing sector, we'll get back to that later.  First we have to discuss the college graduate. Then they can retire with a few million in the bank.

Their goal is to get as many people as possible to not read. But those that do, smaller in number can be re-routed from the read real issues.  Like silly little success stories about people who work 80 hour work weeks but always get a hot date on weekends.  Journalist have a revolving door between public relations and legitimate media outlets, and it is a survival mode, not a choice.. Hollywood lures in journalist in droves as do advertising firm. People are always focused on "the money" because that's where the truth is. But you can't find the truth unless you get some for yourself, and their just isn't enough to go around.

At an unsuspecting time, the crap really starts to spew, because they want you to consume and buy those things that were sold to the Chinese for your spending pleasure. It is about the top ten places to eat, recopies, organic food, new gadgets,  packaged clothing sets with a shave kit, you name it. The reading gets shorter into little paragraph that describe the latest consumer phase. At the same time the financial reading is alive an well with the latest mutual fund, investment opportunity which the failed banks are trying to revitalize with false promises, so long as they make a small profit, while leading people who make $15 dollars an hour to still think that they are gonna lets them retire with four million dollars. No, no you wont get more than a few hundred thousand adjusted for the inflation that you caused by consuming all those products; and that's if  you're lucky. If you lose your job, then forget it. That's ok though because soon enough then you'll find a $12 an hour jobs for the rest of your life and be one of the few who will qualify for social security when you retire, like a battered Veteran. High Honor, Right?

That is the cycle of life my friends, the food chain at it's finest. It is someone  who thinks they has a birthright to a chickens because they either killed the real chickens  or were probably maimed heavily so they can no longer lay eggs. They are Deluded bringers of False Chickens who sing the blues and consume the better items than the rest of us.

The First Warning Sign!!

Mr. Trumps unwillingness to acknowledge conflict of interest just popped up with the news and they are packaging it with all his other promises being faltered. The others are a sigh of relief by most educated voters, but the conflict of interest is of serious concern. What Trump is probably thinking at this very moment is what would George Washington do?  People are thinking, is his house in order or not? Trump of course is having to deal with the reality of giving up his business to his Children who though he claimed on his TV show to have complete and total faith in, may not.  But he is paving the way for others like him and needs to make a lasting impression.

Power Corrupts? And if you do not understand that you can go.... Well then again, maybe that's the problem that Mr. Trump is fighting against, that rigidness within a context of rigidness, and the expectation if a status quo.  Life is tough, it aint fair, deal with it!! Is what they say! Then again if those standards can be doubled at the upper edges and it can mean looking the other way. The people spoke for Trump, but they also looked the other way, he may be thinking he can push the envelope.

One thing is that through the process of the so called big government as America the old  was replaced by Bosses in the Cities, Railroads and Trusts the counter-juxtaposition with that was those who would never waiver and the small town decency that was the true cornerstone of our nations path. The element of being a straight shooter in contrast to these things was always front and center. When when it was our turn on the worlds stage that was even more emphasized and held dearest.

So now with all that has been touted as cancerous and destructive, Trump will not simply just get away with a means of self-promotion, and utilizing his image while he meets executives from the Indian Subcontinent as if nothing is wrong.

He needs to come up with a plan and a plan quick to release the business to his Children. Or are we not in the right by asking to this? Maybe the rest of us cannott understand the position of rich , right? Guess again,  high profiles, have stampeded themselves into the spotlight and have to honor up to the question. We can't except to dumb down the population until they tolerate anything.

Flipping and flopping is not the end of the world, especially since it is every budding Politicians dream to go about thorough nonsense, get elected and actually do good. What Trump told us he was doing in essence , was trusting the people.  Yet when the real problem surfaces, their's got to be a standard. Not only because the president has a bigger responsibility greater than himself but because it is the one thing that can be used as a reference to both trust and credibility. The government of George Washington, who really did not think much of his office, played a small role. If Trump want to make the government smaller and more efficient, more power to him. If he want to use the government to grow the economy and tangle with China, he should have nothing holding him back. If he want to keep his business and rule the Roost of Capital Hill, then their is something called a conflict of interest.

It has been ignored in Wall Street in recent years, in corporate America, and in what he claimed to be his re-surfacing in the last decade. It's time to think about what it means to hitch on to friends in government and change that government back to what it once was. That's right Trump, you are now an insider, and we are not letting you take that away from us.  Your mission is to take us back to that time before the hijackers took our government hostage and laid claim to it for our own good. This part is not as rigid. First, change the System back into a Wild Animal, rather than a cocksucking Bonfire. Second bring the yearning faces of politicians to a place so they no longer feel like whores, but rather upstanding  Fabricators.  Make it tough instead of impossible for a cop to be straight in this country. Fix the justice system so that Judges are not bought and paid for, but without closing the door entirely. Make it so the government no longer records our conversations and blatantly abuses our rights, but don't cut the cords off of the CIA and FBI.  Save people from certain doom, but do not act as a safety net for their future mistakes.


These are the realistic goals put in place for Mr. Trump. Getting us back on track. If he does that then he can go on and fulfill his promise to make things greater than they ever were, by which of course he hopefully means less chaotic His idealism is a great asset for him, but at the same time he is bogged down by propaganda and conflict of interest. It is a thinking mans challenge for him, and he needs to start to getting down to thinking along with his actions. If he falls short then, it's a good idea to get things back on track first and foremost. Then he can worry about being a loved politician without having to go to jail for it and I am talking about sacrifice not vice.

Just Words

The term "Never Trump" has been thrown around in out of context and within the political realm has taken a different meaning. Do not get me wrong, I like the man, though at this juncture I will never vote for him, because the royalty of social media told me so. That being said, 7 months ago when this was still being thrown around, my view was a little different. I said, wait, wait and see what he is really about, more importantly wait and see what he will do to criminals who want at the presidency once again. Is he trying to get over the political hurdle? Or is he just a zany celebrity trying to score big on his fame, and ink himself in the history books. Well now we know that he is not for real, but he stopped, dead in their tracks the people who were trying to get a piece of the pie once again. I think back to Jeb Bush, who seemed like a smart person. Yet at the same time, dynasty on a third term and the amount money being thrown would mean another set of hands tied, this time with more reason to trust. So maybe it would not have been so bad? Though it might have put us to sleep.

I have made a commitment to protect Trump as a person. Yet that could lead to spillover and momentum in the campaign. It is a cat and mouse game, where the true fecal matter of politics is unmasked and now all that is left is the same old dark routine, going through the motions as if it is business as usual. He's a tough cookie though, and maybe I should not be trying to coddle him, like the press does, and most people who disagree with him.

The most difficult part is the fact that the American Public has compromised themselves in one way or the other. For Bernie, believers in capitalism had to suck it up and accept socialism as something that might work. For Trump it is something else. Now with Clinton back in the spotlight, again that watery compromising sense of do goodery pardon the pun "Trumps" the card.

This is a serious playbook, like in third world countries where the sporting events are rigged, and everyone knows it but they still go along with the motions, for box score legitimacy, and business as usual. It is base, it is crude, it is corrupt, but it continues. The question is, does the atmosphere get corrupted along with it.

Let's talk  politics, and how the mouths of conversations have been sealed. Talking about the cops will get you benched. Talking about the Jews, a fair share of misery. Talking about gays can make people turn the cards against you. Talking about George Bush Jr. can make people wonder if you really get it or not. Talking about Money can make you seem like a communist. Talking about Asians can make you look like you've lost touch. Sure racism is a hideous disease. Yet regulating it through media, and through the channels of  "intelligent" conversation, and the fear of imminent outcasting just cuts down to instant gratification and basically automatically disqualifies or casts a large percentage of the male population down to size. Career windows have been opened for people who stick to P.C. in kind of the same way Islam empowers people.

So, yes, positive, undertones are being dispersed in droves. A Hispanic State congressman is going to Jail in Southern California. African American's are still sorting out the meaning of selling out to "the man". Asians are so immersed in the greasy concessions sold to them, that they are floating above it all. Arab American's are being watched with a close eye, except for the one's that really need to be watched. The Asian American's current situation in the Untied States is a doozy of righteous might. A messy, greasy spoonful of Capitalist Communism coming from the old country. The Chinese are taking what we basically handed over to them and sending flocks of tourists, mostly to the San Gabrel Valley of Los Angeles County to spend time in cheap motels eat at odd questionable buffets, and go on tours buses to the sites and sound of America. I suspect that the restaurants are secretly operated by the Chinese as are the tour buses- who's drivers look like Mongolian Brutes. They make the balance sheets right, but in truth it all goes back to "Chi-Na" as Trump would eloquently state.

I might sound like a sour sap, but that's where I stand in politics my friend. What more can you expect from years of side jabbing our then current, now former president, with the same Tenacity as his father, or the Christian Conservatives.

I think about Hannibal attacking Rome, choosing to take elephant over the Alps. Then it think about how tired we are about talking about empire. That is what the Persian's did to defeat my people, the Armenians, and make them worship fire. They Trump us using Elephants, where we stayed true with the Donkeys, a real beast of Burden. They had to go and pick the largest free-roaming beast on the Planet, and Tame it, so they could have an advantage and make us worship fire. Brave Vartan, kept his cross close to his heart, though, and never gave into them. To this day we pride ourselves for not going to the ways of the Assyrians, and we fought back and won back our religion. No, no Elephants will not do either. Maybe we should keep thinking about what it means to go up against terrorists: and that if the worms look hard enough, they will find the enemy just like themselves.

Fiddling with the plan is becoming like a harsh, but fair lesson. Sleeping is easy when two things come up from the bottom. First is the Handy-man whose brings a loving family and fortune, and second is a wild cat who yearns for the place of the handy-man. Here come the chickens.