Hillary Clinton Speaks to Millennials at Temple University; PA Senator Pat Toomey Responds to Peace Bombs in Yemen Letter

Here’s a remotely-viewed, inter-dimensional picture of Hillary Clinton speaking to millennials @ Temple University.

The madness of this election season continues. Two of the least popular candidates ever, they say. Still, most Americans want their status quo. They want their fantasy worlds. Tell them things they don’t want to hear, and they will respond with an outcry that would rival a chipmunk in a petting-zoo. Squeaking at the quadrillion stars in the billions of galaxies in the netherworld of infinity. Like bubbles of death and destruction. That go pop!

All that doesn’t matter. Give me my football. My memes. Hashtags. I want and need my altruism to be exactly as it tastes and sounds: MY OWN SPITTLE AND GOBBLEDYGOOK. This is my God. Your God is dumb. My opinion is correct. And you should do what I think is right for you to do. Because, god dammit, I said so. If you don’t want to stand for the flag you can go straight to Senegal. Learn Swahili, for all I care. DON’T DISRESPECT AUTHORITY. If my bishop rapes the pastor, get out of the way. If my district representative in Congress stands trial for corruption, don’t blink. If the President lies, just shake it off. Shake off the haters.

Cover your eyes and ears. Don’t read a newspaper. Slay, slay, slay. Sell, sell, sell. Sluiced and sliced into oblivion, this knife cuts eight different ways through steel, brick, mortar shells, lies, muscle, bone, pigskin, and afterthoughts. I am a game. And I ride it out. I AM THE GAME. I’m the player, too. I sneak out and away, after I’ve had my fix. I leave in the morning when she’s still asleep. Like everyone. Bullshit. Full of shit. Stabbing oblivion. Crossing fingers. Crossing their eyes. Crossing themselves. Wiping their assholes. Dotting their t’s, i’s, j’s. The sun shines so perfectly in the morning with a fresh cup of OJ. It’s all so blasphemous, that it takes a bomb blast in Detroit, Michigan (anywhere, really) to make us afraid of 1 calloused soul out of 1 million, 2 million, 3 million.

America is filled with racists. America is filled with idiots. America is filled with selfish assholes who vote for millionaires to keep them millionaires so that they can feel safer at night at making the billionaires happy with their power and privilege. Trump with an atom bomb? Nonsense. Hillary Clinton with an atom bomb? I feel safe. Sociopaths. No empathy. No remorse. Rolling over, and forward, toppling dictators — and women and children, too. Feminists stand for themselves, for the unheard voices of the victims of the patriarchy. Don’t be mean. THEY’LL SLASH YOU TO PIECES WITH THEIR VERBIAGE AND CALL IT INTELLIGENT AND EMPOWERING.

Society is insane. These people are conditioned to work towards a better life, as it is being slurped up and out from under them, through oil, gas, spitting water into the earth until it burbles, bubbles and explodes with quakes. Man made. Yes, the patriarchy. Raping and robbing the earth, as ever. And women do it, too. In every way possible. They make up fancy ways for making themselves disaffected. Like everybody else. That’s what this planet is, and has become. And is becoming.

Everybody is all the same. Until, well….

They finally wake up.


I RSVPed for Hillary Clinton’s event in Philadelphia, on Monday. The response email told me that she’d be in town around 4–5 PM. At a To Be Determined location. This, of course, ended up being a lie.

It was only through Twitter that I found out that she would be at Temple, to speak in a tiny hall that seated about 200 people. A local reporter who writes for Philadelphia magazine had a shot of the scene, a day before Clinton was to speak to millennials.

In the comments, I discovered that it was ‘Mitten Hall’. I Googled it.

Then, on the day of her speech, the reporter posted this tweet @ 12:09 PM:

By the time I saw the tweet, I did a quick search to see if I could watch the speech online. And I did. I caught the last five minutes of her 45-minute speech, which had begun @ 1:00 PM. It was then that I realized I’d been bamboozled. Hoodwinked. Tricked.

I texted a friend about it.

“The Great Charade,” was his response.

After the fact, I looked for stories about Clinton’s speech. About her promises to help the exact demographic of which she needs votes. The story in Philadelphia magazine — on their website — was atypically limp. Not much actual journalism. Just more of a parroting of objectivity. The longer I live in Philadelphia the more I realize that their main magazine’s demographic isn’t exactly Middle America. Rather, it is the status quo of privilege, hovering somewhere between hipster-hangnail and tooth decay. Whoops. Sorry, that’s my brain acting up. What I am trying to say is that if you want the real story behind the facade of the Democratic establishment, you’re going to have to look elsewhere. Yikes.

There was, however, one particularly interesting piece I found on the subject, written by a journalist from Philly Voice. The journalist did this amazing thing in his piece, where he actually asked questions to the people who were there.

Here is that piece.

Something strangely odd and insane about having a politician make promises to fix certain issues and problems that they themselves had a major hand in creating, perpetuating, working for and toward — like cognitive dissonance to enrapture a needed demographic into sniffing her wafting bullshit and smelling fragrant strawberries in a meadow of doom and gloom. Which both candidates have done, on “both sides of the aisle.” Pandering to fear, chaos, disruptions, their own narcissism, blaming each other, dividing the country, insulting people’s intelligence, taking advantage of people’s ignorance. In short, making people feel small. Because, in truth, that’s how these people really feel, although they don’t say it. And especially not, when they need your vote.

Obviously this is a pessimistic view. And there’s a reason for pessimism. It can often be difficult and strenuous to be optimistic, when you’re paying attention to the reality of the world we live in — the one that affects us on a daily basis.

What I’m getting at is entrapment. And it’s the Law.

The city, also, is divided on the political spectrum. The mayor, as a Democrat, backs Clinton. Just recently, the Fraternal Order of Police (FOP) endorsed Trump. Philadelphia’s president of the police union, John McNesby, went on 1210 WPHT’s Talk Radio on Monday, alleging that Clinton “blew off the police.” He also insinuated that it was the arrogance of the campaign, during the Democratic National Convention, not to reach out to the FOP. Because, according to McNesby, “their attitude … was that they were going to win … so who cares?”



Earlier last week, during a few days of tirades, private grief, anguish, ennui, suffering in silence, doing too much reading and not enough paid work — as ever — I got caught up in a stretch of political polygamy. Too many issues. Too much bad shit happening on the planet. Out of control. Out of my control, sure. But sometimes that’s not always the case. Always, and forever.

I wrote to both of my Senators, Pat Toomey and Bob Casey. The former, a Republican, is up for re-election, while the other, a Democrat, was re-elected in 2012. Why write to them? Rather than take up arms, I’ve entrenched myself in a city where I feel, at times, that people really matter, that people can make a difference, that people can change things that are happening in and around the city — and on the planet — to make this a more sane world, at the level of the individual.

I wrote to my Senators about arming Saudi Arabia, which has been bombing Yemen for over a year. That letter/tirade/insanity can be found here.

But, is it insane? To want to wake up to reality, get involved, not be passive and complacent, to not want to tune out….

To care about things that don’t affect me directly (a lie). And to want to defend somebody — or something — I don’t even know.

I don’t know. What I do know is that the Senator who isn’t up for re-election never responded, while the one who is up for re-election responded like his job depended on it.

Before I copy and paste his response, I want to share this quick snippet from an article published three hours ago (it’s now 10:57 PM) on Philly.com. The article is entitled “Can Pat Toomey beat a national trend?” And it discussed the ‘trend’ of difficulty to be a Republican (he’s running against Katie McGinty, a Democrat who could potentially be the first woman U.S. senator from Pennsylvania — I’m leaving the ‘s’ as a lowercase to show that it was written as such in the article, though it wasn’t for Senator Toomey, uh oh) in a state that typically has a Democrat-majority, in terms of voting in a Presidential election.

Although Pennsylvania’s General Assembly — its House and Senate — currently has a Republican-majority, as does the U.S. House and Senate, the difficult ‘trend’ is gaining re-election as a Republican in the state of Pennsylvania, during an election year.

From the Philly.com article:

“Pennsylvania Democrats hold a 936,000 registration edge over Republicans.

Using data from the American National Election Studies, jointly run by Stanford University and the University of Michigan, [Emory Uni. political science professor Alan] Abramowitz focused specifically on ticket-splitting in Senate races in presidential years.

He found the percentage of voters backing one party for president and the other for Senate dropped from 23 percent in the 1980’s to 10 percent in 2012.

He says, ‘It almost doesn’t matter who the candidates are.’”


Here’s the email response I received from Pat Toomey’s office:

September 15, 2016

Dear Bryan,

Thank you for contacting me about the U.S. relationship with Saudi Arabia. I appreciate hearing from you.

As you may know, the United States and Saudi Arabia established full diplomatic relations in 1940. Saudi Arabia is a strong partner in regional security and counterterrorism efforts. Our country has provided foreign assistance to Saudi Arabia for nearly 60 years, and the U.S. often trains with the Saudis and assists in regional security-related efforts. Both countries continue to enjoy a strong economic relationship.

When making any foreign aid decision, we must always take into account the national security implications of our policies, the human rights context, and a rigorous test for fiscal responsibility. Especially during these challenging fiscal times, we should not be wasting taxpayer money and providing foreign aid dollars to corrupt regimes that abuse such assistance. However, carefully focused aid supports the security interests of the United States.

Specific to your concerns, S. J. Res. 39 was introduced by Senator Rand Paul (R-KY) on September 8, 2016. Among its provisions, this resolution expresses disapproval of the proposed sale of tanks, firearms, ammunition, and other defense equipment to the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. As a strong supporter of human rights, I understand your concerns about the situation in Saudi Arabia. S. J. Res. 39 is currently before the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations, of which I am not a member. Please be assured I will keep your concerns in mind should this bill come before the full Senate.

Thank you again for your correspondence. Please do not hesitate to contact me in the future if I can be of assistance.


Pat Toomey
U.S. Senator, Pennsylvania

To write out a critical response to this right now, when I’m still behind on copy editing/writing work, would be a nightmare.

Au revoir!

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