Sunday, May 21, 2017

The Mason had a dream last night. He had taken residence inside his dog’s head and was given a frankfurter in a bun by his wife as some sort of reward. It all felt very comforting and reassuring…


When he woke up, the newscaster was saying something about how inexperienced and effete the Saudi army was...


It didn’t surprise the Mason to hear this. His feelings about Saudi culture were ambivalent. In many ways they were still in the middle ages, and in other more expansive ways they were very much into the 21st century…


He supposed the reason the Saudi officials were reluctant to throw their military forces at anything that resembled an army was because they were afraid it would only serve to embarrass them…


Great wealth does this to people. It atrophies their testicles, he thought. It is a blessing that makes people believe they are special, and therefore are little inclined to fight their own battles against gang-bangers like the Taliban and ISIS who are, in essence, ghetto bred and brainwashed…


When a whole society is gifted with such material blessings, the will to bite back hard is reduced, eroded by the supposed refinement they find themselves immersed in…


His wife wasn’t so soft-spoken about it. “You mean they’re pussies, that’s what you mean, isn’t it?” she said…


“Not exactly,” he said. “Maybe spoiled is more like it. If you give everything to someone, they will feel less need to fend for themselves when they can pay someone to do it for them. On the other hand, the ghetto toughens you. It puts a callous over the spirit.”…


“A fanatical interpretation of god will also enliven your beast,” said his wife, "even if you're college educated."….


“I suppose the killer instinct would kick in if all their wealth were threatened,” said the Mason…


“Their cowardly nature is also evident in their treatment of women,” said his wife. “Some of them don’t treat their slaves much better. Can you believe it, slaves in this day and age?”…


Their treatment of women, or slaves, was perhaps less important than mending old grudges that drove a wedge between the Sunnis and Shiites in the first place. That was the problem, not unlike the Hatfield and McCoys on a humongous scale…


“You would think that Allah would lend a hand here,” said the Mason. “After all, it’s really only a family squabble that’s stopping them from behaving like loving brothers towards each other. The Jews are a different matter, though the same in many ways. It's the schism between the sects that's all important. ”…


His wife couldn’t believe the optimism oozing out of her husband’s mouth. “Are you saying that Trump is the hand of God?”…


The Mason laughed. “Of course not,” he said. “After laying out the Torah, Bible, and Koran, He probably thinks we can work it out ourselves.”…


Friday, May 19, 2017

The witch was thinking of going for a swim...


It was a good day to get together...


They were sitting in the patio, under the awning, eating peanut butter cookies...


The weather was shaping up, becoming more seasonal...


“Wouldn’t it be something if Trump won the Nobel Peace Prize?” said the warlock, referring to Trump’s trip to the Middle East and Rome…


“You must be kidding,” said the witch…


“Why not?” said the warlock. “After all, Obama won it for practically the same thing.”…


“And look how far it went,” said the Master Mason. “In order for Trump to win any accolades, his mission needs to show positive results. That’s a longshot.”…


The trip was Trump’s version of chasing windmills. Besides closing business deals, there will be little given in moving the three major religions toward peaceful coexistence in the area. If he pulled that off, thought the Master Mason, they would have to grant him sainthood…


"Some would give him credit just for trying," said the warlock, "when everyone else seems to have written the whole thing off."…


The trip was secondary to the Master Mason’s concern that Trump was going to open his mouth, or tweet something inappropriate, while off home turf, starting an international incident to add to all his other accumulated baggage…


“Don’t hold your breath,” said the witch. “You and I both know he’s going to blow it again. It's a well measured pattern. He can't help himself.”…


Thursday, May 18, 2017

Feminism is a word that took the skank time to figure out because the definition runs a long, complicated gamut…


After all is said and done, she believed skankhood was closer to feminism than even feminism…


She was grassroots without all the frills, picking and choosing only the ones that suited her at any given time…


She did not mind being stared at by males, especially when she was decked-out. It didn’t bother her. She expected it…


She never thought for a minute that women needed to feel less like a woman in order to feel okay about themselves. That didn’t make sense to her…


She liked her body, and was not inclined to have hissy fits because she didn’t have a cock…


Over the years, she came to suspect that the hardcore feminists want to cease being a woman, wishing instead to be more mannish but not entirely a man…


She could see where the dyke influences were coming from. It didn’t bother her because she understood what they were saying, and in some cases agreed wholeheartedly…


There was a time when she let her armpits get hairy and let the hair on her legs grow. She managed to get the shaman’s attention, but that’s not why she did it. She wanted to feel free from expectations…


She even came close to loving a woman in a physical way but never followed through…


But it was all a phase with her. In the end, she liked frilly things and evocative perfumes, and she liked looking good for the guy she was with…


She stopped thinking that was all bad news, because it wasn’t. It was all part of being a woman. They need to put "female" back into feminism, she thought…


But she didn’t mind relinquishing the bra. Feminism had loosened her up...


Still, in the end, it was skankhood that set her free to her own specifications…


She supposed some women would find that difficult to understand; others would understand perfectly, because a true feminist is a dyed-in-the-wool skank at heart, any day of the week, 24/7...


Wednesday, May 17, 2017

“It’s like he’s shooting himself in the foot deliberately just to feel the pain,” said her husband…


The Mason’s wife plainly saw why a politician needs to be somewhat seasoned before taking the presidency. Trump was out of his element...


No more Mr. Smith. It was now a game for billionaires with huge egos…


The Mason partially agreed with his wife that Trump would hit a large bump halfway through his first term in office. But things were moving quicker than either of them had envisioned…


The Mason had hoped that Trump would have settled the tax reform issue before his final collapse…


They were okay with the health insurance thing due to his company's hook-up. But tax reform was something that would surely stimulate the economy for everyone. At least on the surface…


Chances were the financial infrastructure would remain faulty behind the scenes…


But now it looks like both the health care issue and the tax reforms will be on hold until POTUS gets himself out of the quicksand…