Uncle Paul’s Rant for 04/02/2018

Good Day, my friends, family and mishpocheh!

To those among my family and friends who share my faith path, I wish you a blessed Pesach (Passover) week…

May it be a time for family, friends, for remembrance and renewal, and a time to remember when our people left slavery, and embarked on a 40-year-journey to what really matters.

To my friends who celebrated Easter yesterday, may it have been a day equally for family, friendship, and a remembrance that death is not final, and the best is yet to come.

Now… on to business, as horrid a business as it may be, and as weird a time as all this has become and promises to progress on that path.

(C’mon, now… no matter what, those of you who long for at least a bit of the “No Drama Obama years, raise your hand, and the rest of you are either lying, are terrified of what others may think, or are too sold out to your narrative to care about.)

So, on the list of “Making America Great Again” is the orange one’s mangling of what should have been a joyful and fun thing for kids on the WH lawn…

Before he admonished the kids (who really don’t know Trump from anything) to clean up after themselves, he launched in to some thing, as self-congratulatory as always, talking to the kids about our economy (which he is just making better than it’s ever been), what a loser his predecessor was, and why he’s the greatest thing since sliced bread… In other words, Trump being Trump, but this time to a bunch of kids who just wanted to go hunt for some eggs and eat some candy…

Yeah… what a hero…

Then, he retreated to his man-cave, and engaged in a tirade-by-Twitter that was, as usual, semi-coherent, all over the map, but mostly spelled correctly… (unlike some of my personal acquaintance who, since the dude got laid by a porn actor, he’s just the greatest thing ever, although they couldn’t express their adoration in a way that indicated any degree of education)…

I stated some time back that I would quit asking “what will it take?” as it’s been proven…

Since the bastard ran and “won” as a Republican, to them, he’s orders of magnitude better than we to their left, who are “baby-killing, atheist, leftist-traitor Democrats” so what would be the point… Some are as they are, and as they’ve been for decades, and, as they’ve got so many years invested in the narrative, in for a penny, in for a pound… can’t change whom they are  (actually, they don’t choose to, so there’s that), so just damn the torpedoes and full-speed ahead…

Never mind that there are young people, terrified of being shot… “It’s mah raht” and screw the kids… and most of those subscribing to that are textbook chickenhawks, who never chose to serve in uniform, preferring, instead, to engage in what they’ve called for years “ministry,” yet now are all about the troops, but screw the vets… and are all about cheap and easy answers for complex questions… Their “theology” is nothing better than some “altar-call fire-escape” (no matter how noble they attempt to make it sound), all about the fetus but the hell with the born-child and its mother, and, really, let’s face it, all about mankind but screw the individual… 2nd Amendment fundamentalism has, equally, been placed in the package of crap, so there’s that as well.

(Note, I make no statement regarding any folks who view Y’shua as their messiah, and do their best to live out his teaching as best they can… and I have and still know many for whom that applies, and I am honored by their friendship)

I am, though, pissed-off beyond measure at those for whom an entire narrative is all that matters, and any opposition is marking someone as any number of insults… “libtard,  “traitor,” “leftist,” “snowflake,” “buttercup,” and the list goes on…

The dude you claim as your “Lord” must be so very proud of you…

Here’s a few links regarding this weekend’s Twitter-tirades, straight from the stunted thumbs of the orange bastard so many claim as some kind of hero, and for other things I’ve stated hereon.

(and, just to offer that, if you’re more offended by a few bits of profanity, and my true views of the bastard currently presuming to the Oval Office than you are at the actual verifiable, documented and very real travesties fomented in our name, then you’ve got bigger problems than me and my big and disrespectful mouth)



Couple of hit-wonder, “The Nuge” who’s reduced to opening for bands who once backed him, only now in 400-seat venues:


Here’s Simple Sarah Hucksterbee Slanders spewing the party line, and selling her soul ever more:


(as a point, her boss assured our nation we’d be winning so much we’d be sick of it…  OK… he was half-right… don’t think I’d call all this fun as “winning,” but I’m pretty damned sick of it, so there’s that)

And the list, as it always does, is tiresome, but does go on… If you’re willing to learn, you can find the rest of the whole gory story for yourselves…

But, I still remain (perhaps unrealistically) hopeful, and encourage you all to

Keep Resisting!

(it is making a difference, however hopeless it may seem)





Uncle Paul’s Rant for 03/31/2018

Holy Week Edition

(such as it is)

Good Day, Gut Shabbos, Blessed Pesach and Happy Easter, my dear friends and mishpocheh!

One of those days when it’s as it so often  has become… where to start?

Well, first of all, there’s today… Another Saturday where the Orange Julius Caesar is seemingly without adult supervision (Ivanka and Jared are home observing the Shabbat, and enjoying Pesach (Passover), and Gen. Kelley seems to have slept in, or has just given up…) and those stunted little thumbs have been busy…

Another Saturday with an unhinged, uninformed, insulting and just damned ridiculous Twitter-tantrum from the jackass who still presumes he’s an effective, literate, informed, and badass President… the best of all the 44 that preceded him…  and only hires the best people  (but, it appears that, since he hasn’t seemed to get it right the first time, his cabinet is increasingly populated with 2nd- and 3rd-best… so much for that, and thus another “theory” o’er thrown…)

Just for starters, I offer this… the “Easter Greeting” given by the orange asshole:



But yeah… we didn’t elect a “Pastor in Chief,” yet every single thing the man’s predecessor said or did marked him as “Nicolai, the Anti-Christ”… so which is it?  Can’t have it both ways, as much as you mindless morons insist we can…

Hey, “pastor,” pundit and politician have assured you you’re on the right path, so what the hell do we know?

Dude got laid by a porn actor, so that means he’s a manly, studly bon vivant who only has our nation’s best interest in mind, yes?

(yeah… I kinda threw up in my mouth a little, so don’t feel bad, but I’ve seen pretty much that, from some for whom it isn’t even an issue how low the bar’s been set…)

“Bar?  What bar?  He’s making America great again, and you’re just a leftist traitor!”

Then there’s this, from this morning:

Just part of Trump’s weekly Twitter meltdown, when he’s without adult supervision…

And, should you wish, and should your digestion be able to handle it, I can offer you much, much more, just from this morning’s Twitter meltdown, but I really hope you’ll just take my word for it… I really get creeped out just sharing the crap…

Y’know, this is supposed to be the holiest weekend for 2 major faith paths, but Yeesh… there’s this guy, that so many are convinced is orders of magnitude better than we to their left, and it’s obvious that, if nothing has convinced them up until now, nothing ever will…

As I’ve stated, these are they who, as they’re being cast out for what Prophet Ezekiel rightfully called out as the actual sin of Sodom… (Ezek. 16:49… look it up), they will fall, wearing their made-in-China red ballcaps, shouting “MAGA!” and insisting that their misfortune is the fault of the Clintons, “gay marriage” (actually just marriage, rightfully seeking their unions to be seen and recognized as equal as any between any hetero couple), abortion, liberals, and the black guy who preceded their beloved Trump…

But for the rest of you, my dear friends, faithful readers, family and mishpocheh, I as always, implore you to:

Keep Resisting!

we really are making an impact!



Uncle Paul’s Rant for 03/26/2018

Good Day, my friends and mishpocheh!

I hope this finds you well and as happy as you will permit yourselves to be, under current life-circumstance…

Me?  Well, I deeply and abjectly adore our adopted forever home of NW Albuquerque, but early spring and early fall play hell with me…

Why, you ask?  Well… let’s explore that there are valid reasons why I haven’t imbibed a shot of gin in almost 40 years… the “evergreen” flavoring is juniper oil… Owing to a severe juniper allergy, I don’t consider projectile vomiting and bed for 3 days with hives as any kind of party… Juniper grows natively here, and, while I thought it was only the oil that freaked me out, apparently the pollen does as well… in the extremely high range for today, so it’s a little weird…

Nevertheless, and now that I’ve got the kvetching out of my system, I found an interesting article on a blog of which I’ve been a subscriber for way more than a decade…

It happens to be about a man who’s in the running with Louie Gohmert as the stupidest and most bigoted member of the House…

It interested me, as I made a mistake yesterday, freely admitted, that the dear young Ms. Emma Gonzales’ flag patch was the flag of Puerto Rico…

Rather, it is the flag of Cuba, and there are so many that are trying to make political hay at her expense…

The noble, dear, and outspoken young woman is of Cuban heritage… That’s it… that’s all there is…

Yet those such as Cong. King, (how weird is that… should be King Kong, but he’s not all that) and others of my personal circles that seem to think she’s some sort of Castro Marxist…

Understand, my friends, that I have read the writings of Marx and Engels, and find nothing objectionable there… just many things I believe are unrealistic and quite utopian…

But such mindless idiots, entirely sold out to a narrative that, if dissed in any way, shape, or form, brands one as some sort of baby-killing, atheist, horrible person…

Rep. King showed his ass, and gave voice to the semi-literate, barely coherent jackasses we each have within our FB friend-list, or offline circles of life…

So, here’s a great article about King’s willful ignorance, which displays the willful ignorance and willful blindness among entirely too many among our circles…

Never forget that semi-literate, barely-coherent, obviously mis- or uneducated schmuck on your friend list is also, presumably, an adult (while obviously never having grown up) and that person votes…

Don’t stand on your ideological purity… dammit, show up and vote!

Here in NM, the voting for the primary is June 5… I’m gonna be there as soon as the polling place opens.

I’ve become aware that some of my faithful readers are unaware that the “Crooks and Liars” reference next line down is actually a web-link…

Please do me the honor of clicking on the link and reading the article…

Thank you!

Crooks and Liars re: Steve King 


Have a wonderful day, friends and mishpocheh, and never, ever forget:

Keep Resisting!




Uncle Paul’s Rant for 03/25/2018

Good Day, my dear friends and mishpocheh!

And yeah, you may notice that I’ve let the “Daily” part drop off, as real offline life doesn’t seem to permit my posting daily, as I would otherwise like…

Today, I pay honor and much respect for the hundreds of thousands of young folks (and also some no-so-young folks… Bless you and thank you, Sir Paul McCartney who added your voice to the cause, out of honor to your beloved late friend and bro, Sir John Lennon… )

To all those who had the guts and commitment to show up and say “Enough is damned enough,” I honor you, and can only stand, salute, and honor you all.

We have so many young heroes who should only have to be concerned with passing the upcoming finals, and who to invite to the prom, taking on those who are terrified that we “libtards” want to take their guns and repeal the 2nd Amendment…

We are plagued with terrified people, with no understanding of history, and who think their beloved AR-15s are good hunting firearms, and who also think such are some defense against a military with drones (operated by those who are likely in another state, and wouldn’t be deterred by their beloved weapons.)

So many seem to see themselves as some sort of “heroes” who would defend their families and the rest of us out of some lunatic vision of themselves in some “Red Dawn” scenario.  (Hint, the enemies in that film happen to be those that are BFFs of the bizarre, lunatic, chickenhawk asshole currently occupying the Oval Office, and your AR-15s will be of no effect against a military with drones whose operators are likely thousands of miles away, and you idiots seem to think that a “despotic government” is only applicable if a Democrat is in office)

We have such as Rick Santorum  that are saying, basically, that, since the kids are going to be shot anyway, they need to learn to be EMTs as well


I’ve been unwillingly forced to deal with some of the most incoherent and mindless wingnuts, presuming on mutual military service, one in my same unit, my 2nd enlistment, but have allowed their advanced age to turn them into semi-literate, completely incoherent idiots… and who think that the Orange Julius Caesar is somehow going to MAGA…

I decided to quit asking “What the hell will it take” for such people to have a waitaminnit moment and believe that their moronic orange hero is somehow going to save our nation from what they believe the previous 8 years inflicted…

Well, I now have my answer..

For such idiots, not one damned thing…

It will not be they who make our country noble again… It will be the noble young (and not-so-young) people that showed up and stated the truth …

Back in the 80’s (was it so very long ago?  Damn…), I had the honor of working for the first truly interracial gospel radio station in Birmingham, Alabama, history…

I had the rare honor of producing for some wonderful people who had marched with Dr. King, and were close enough to call him “Marty.”

They became friends, and the stories related privately give me hope for the people that marched across the country yesterday.

(not bad for an old Jewish guy from Los Angeles, no?  <gentle smile>)

To those ridiculous, semi-senile grumpy old shits, this definitely not-senile, articulate and educated old fart is going to be an attorney in a relatively short time, as my 4th life career (1st having been 8 years in uniform, 2nd having been radio and TV broadcasting and the 3rd having been 30+ years in Information Technology in multiple aspects).

I’m gonna be an advocate for such people as marched yesterday… You old assholes, your time is done, and, as it took thousands of young people to finally end the war in Vietnam, it is to such that marched yesterday that I give my undying respect and honor… and you ridiculous morons… you’re going down… or you’ll actually understand what we of sense and reason have been saying…

I just turned 61 last month, but these young heroes make me as young as springtime.

Your choice… get on board, or get left behind.

Per Bob Dylan’s brilliant song, the times they are a’changing, and can’t happen soon enough.

(some of you already are left behind, and I have seen that such a thing really terrifies you… and I laugh at your terror)

I have a dear friend, who is an ordained Baptist minister, Dr. Mark Bear, whose words today, having been posted on PoliticusUSA, has inspired me to add my voice to his.

Please read his blog posting… it’s worthy of your time, and the man is among my comparatively short list of heroes, and about whom, this old Yiddische dude is so proud of our friendship… (I’m the Jewish answer, and we are examples of that what really matters depends not on different spiritual paths, but that our G-d has standards, and that those for whom #45 is some sort of hero may just be surprised at the results of their own “exit interviews” when they face ha-Shem at their own demise.

Our voices are raised together in support of decency and common sense…

My dear friend and true brother in all ways that eternally matter


And, as always, my friends and mishpocheh…


Keep Resisting!



Uncle Paul’s ‘Daily’ Rant for 03/20/2018

Good Day, my friends and mishpocheh…

I’m considering changing the name to just “Uncle Paul’s Rant,” as the “Daily” part has become rather laughable these days, as life has become so active… truly sorry about that, and, as said on other offerings, I really do intend to do better

But, here I am, in a high state of rage over the words of an asshole that, due to that we were once stationed together, almost 40 years ago, presumed to offer one of the shortest, yet most hateful comments on my Facebook wall it’s ever been dared…

For those of my relatively new readers (yet for whom I’m eternally grateful that you have supremely honored me in that you think I’ve something worthwhile to say) and, as a preface as to the following, and also that I’ve promised a bit of biographical info, I offer the next few paragraphs as a preface.

Today’s posting will be a bit long, as yer ol’ Uncle Paul’s more than a bit offended and pissed-off over that short, unthinking statement offered by a jerk who seldom comments on my wall, yet who presumed on almost 40 years acquaintance to do a drive-by on Facebook…

Understand, please, that I’m always quite offended by each daily outrage from the bombastic, smarmy, slimy, narcissistic, truly stupid asshole occupying the Oval Office, that, since he gives self-serving lip-service to a few issues so many find all-important, the jackass gets a pass on all else, no matter how vile, venal or foul those things may be…

Today is a bit different, and, while I generally am able to tamp down my dark rage at so much, I’m seriously pissed off, and just need to vent to you.

Those who know me are very aware that I am generally a peaceful and peaceable man, while refusing pacifism in any way… But some things just enrage me, and, as my weapons tend to be my words and my music, and it’s a bit challenging to post the music on this, my blog, what I have are my words, such as they are… no doubt orders of magnitude less profound as I, in my fantasy, perceive them to be…

Some biographical data, my friends:

I was born the product of an adulterous relationship between a married man with children old enough to be my parents themselves, and an employee of his, who, gratefully, chose to put me up for a private adoption.

I was born as David Peterson, with her surname, “Peterson” and wisdom to realize that she could not give me the sort of life she lovingly decided she could not give.

Hence, legally, for the first 6 months of my life, I was “David Peterson,” although I guarantee that my beloved late folks never used that name, and Paul Julian Gould I have always been and always will be… Paul, as Mama always loved the name, and Julian, as it was my beloved late Papa’s name… hence the lovely inversion of Pop having been Julian Saul Gould, and I am Paul Julian Gould…

I do not share the blood-heritage of the family, but see myself as a latter-day Ruth/Naomi sort of “Thy people shall be my people.” and I have been lovingly accepted all my life as no different from actual genetic relations from all the family.

My paternal family were Jewish, and my beloved late grandfather was born in Galicia/Poland/Ukraine and was born Doviyyd Golubzek, changed to David Gould at Ellis Island, since such a mouthful was probably unpronounceable to the bureaucrats…

Grandfather chose an “American-sounding” middle name of “Hunter,” and I and my beloved favorite cousin, whose Papa was David H. Gould, Jr., are trying to find out what significance the middle name held… It obviously meant something to Grandfather, so it fascinates me.

In my late 40’s, as I became more emotionally healthy, I chose to explore the faith of my ancestors, and, really of the 4 of us “elder cousins” in the family, am the only one that has chosen, by religion, to identify as a Jewish man…

Mama Gould was the most open-minded and open-hearted Black Irish, Oklahoma Southern Baptist it’s ever been my honor to know, and chose, in her wishes, to be buried with all Jewish customs in the same crypt as my beloved late Papa in Beth Olam… The Jewish section of Hollywood Forever cemetery in Los Angeles… I, during our visit to L.A. this summer, consider it my task and my honor to visit their crypt and sing Kaddish in their honor… Due to serious juniper-pollen allergies, my baritone singing voice is a bit raspy at present, but I do hope I can do them the honor they deserve by the time we arrive there.

I’m proud of the heritage, and have adopted it with as much love as I myself was adopted.  I owe my ancestors no less.

I was stationed on 2 nuclear missile sites in Germany during the 70’s and early 80’s, held the rank of SGT/E-5, and, in the last few of years of my 2nd enlistment, held a Top Secret/Crypto security clearance, and commanded a radar crew.

I’m fiercely proud of my honorable service, and consider such as a better education than that of certain “chicken-hawks” of my life since, who had “other priorities” than serving our nation in military service, and for whom I have little patience with their views.

So it brings us to today.

A man, with whom I served during my 2nd enlistment, and who very seldom chooses to vent his spleen on my wall, somehow believed it necessary to make a comment of

“Paul, you’d have been great in 1938 in Germany.”

Now, understand that there are family members that chose not to follow my grandfather to the US, early in the 20th century, who have paid for their choice by being ashes, fertilizing Polish topsoil for a few generations now…

Can you begin to understand just how much such a shitty statement from someone may offend and enrage me?

How many of our acquaintance have come to believe that the asshole-in-chief has given permission to say such things?

How many insist on spewing their bullshit, and answer any pushback with “you just don’t respect differing political opinions?”… when it’s not intolerance, but outrage at the abject hypocrisy and double-standards they, in their mindless willful blindness, refuse to see?  (Yep… some others I once respected and thought I’ve known have slung that pile of crap at me, over the past few years)

Anyone who disagrees with them are branded as “baby-killing, atheistic, deluded, deceived, demonic, leftist traitors”  (each of which, over the past couple of years has been slung at either myself, or at others I consider friends)

I’ve quit asking the rhetorical question, “What the hell will it take?” as, obviously, there’s not one damned thing the current mis-administration could do that would ever cause them to even pause for a moment and consider.

And now, with each passing day, with each school-shooting (as today) that they ignore due to their love of military-grade weaponry, with each self-serving, paranoid utterance or tweet from the narcissistic asshole they worship, due to that he gives self-serving lip-service to an issue or two they consider all-important, due to that, over the years they made a few bucks, and blame Pres. Obama, HRC and, hell, even Jimmy Carter, for that they’ve had some problems… with these and all the other bullshit rationalizations and justifications, one chose to show up on my wall and offer a bigoted, unthinking, and just fucking horrible statement on my wall, and the lunatic fringe that’s worse than he are having Trumpgasmic meltdowns over that their “hero” is about to go down…

May G-d have mercy on their souls, but I believe that in their “exit interviews” with the holy Author of Justice, they will still be shouting “MAGA” at their fall, and will be eternally blaming someone else for their eternal misfortune…

With apologies to those who tend to be more sensitive to profanity —

They can go fuck themselves with their (made in China) red MAGA ballcaps…

Now that I’ve vented my spleen, go forth, young Jedis, and show that we are exemplars of Japanese Admiral Yamamoto’s observance, after the bombing of Pearl Harbor:

“I fear that we have awakened a sleeping dragon”

Carry on, my dear friends and mishpocheh, and, as always,

Keep Resisting!


Uncle Paul’s “Daily” Rant for 03/01/2018

Good Day, my friends and mishpocheh!

I know… it’s been a while, but, as I’ve explained to some folks, however it may seem, as my studio system is my PC, and I’ve been a busy guy… It just seems that I live on FB (as there’s usually a browser tab open there, whether or not I’m reading it, or my phone goes “ding”)

Life has been fun and interesting of late, not quite a year in our new forever home, but we’re still making it as it should be.  (Yay for the 8×10 storage shed delivered yesterday, and, with my old horrid back, yay for a neat guy whose crew will be assembling it tomorrow… )

Studios about to be as we want them (step-daughters with “Paul, here’s some of your crap… Paul, here’s another box of your crap…” ) and we’ve been busy.

But apologies for being out of touch here… I’m around… just very, very busy and pre-occupied.

Now… today has been, as usual, a quite busy day, but many things have made me rather pensive…

At least for today, I’m just damned sick and tired of seeing so many permanently pissed-off people having dug in their heels, denying anything of reason that doesn’t fit their (invariably extremely right-wing, American-style Evangelical Protestant, “very conservative Republican”) entrenched narrative, apart from which one is obviously not worth listening to…

So, I’m kinda going a different way… Just some things that made me go “Hmmm…”

Those who know me are very surprised about, but do know I’ve got a thing for cop shows… The “Law & Order” franchises, “Blue Bloods,” “Chicago P.D.” and others are things about which this weird old liberal Jewish hippie is a big fan… go figure…

(although I’m proud to say that one of my very oldest friends, since we were 11, happens to wear 2 stars on his collar in the L.A. County Sheriffs Dept.  So very proud of Chief John Benedict and how he’s made his life — Yeah… I’m a complicated dude, y’know?)

Happened to be watching an episode of “In The Heat Of The Night” (produced by the very cool, late Carroll O’Connor) with a high school choir singing what I wish was our national anthem… “America the Beautiful.”

Now, I don’t know how many have ever read Katharine Lee Bates’ original poem, and equally how many have ever read Francis Scott Keyes’ full poem that now serves as our big thing…

For starters, “The Star Spangled Banner” was set to a British drinking song, “To Anacreon In Heaven” that has been unsingable for most, without having spent many hours in a pub, partaking of its wares.

The poem depicts a wistful moment, observing one of the few naval battles the US Navy has ever lost so much… The bombardment of Ft. McHenry, in the Battle of Baltimore.  Mr. Keyes got misty-eyed that, in spite of the destruction the fort, during the War of 1812, the national flag of that time still was aloft on the flag pole.

I get it…

But the rest of the poem endorses the status quo of the time, including chattel slavery of black people, and all the other horrid things that really did exist in society at the time, but hopefully most of us have outgrown.

Our national anthem is based on a war-time poem regarding a battle we lost so many military veterans

Think about that…

Please Google or Wikipedia Mr. Keyes’ poem, but here are the entire lyrics, and then, please see Ms. Bates’ poem, which fit to an arrangement that is singable by even the most tone-deaf…

Which speaks to breaking things and killing people (for what the military actually exists, and that, from the words of one of the heroes of the reactionary right, Rush Limbaugh), but a piece of dyed cloth waving in the wind, inspiring an amateur poet to pen the words, and which speaks to our beautiful nation, as we, in our better moments, hopefully aspire to be?

Just my thoughts, as always, my friends and mishpocheh, but with all the violence growing by the day, both verbal and physical, why do we glorify war and weaponry so much?

I’m a proud veteran of the US Army, a former sergeant and crew chief of a radar crew on a nuclear missile unit, with a security clearance out the wazoo, and all that…

And I still wonder why so many think that, because our nation was truly born in blood, we have no need to outgrow such things.

Below, please see both sets of lyrics… Would love a petition going, would I have any silly idea it would make any difference, but below illustrate why I would rather have “America the Beautiful” be our national anthem, rather than the paeon to war and slavery that we have now…

A piece of dyed cloth is not this nation, which I and countless others swore a binding oath to serve and protect… The ideas expressed in the US Constitution, and, most importantly, the vast number of noble citizens are what I consider my oath to have been about…

And, no one has ever come to me and said that, since my honorable discharge in 1982, my obligation to “Support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic” has been abrogated, any more than the obsolete but highly classified information to which I was given access as a part of the daily gig… Just is as it is.

The Defense of Ft. McHenry (the Star Spangled Banner) — Francis Scott Keyes

(courtesy of Wikipedia)


O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
‘Tis the star-spangled banner, O long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion,
A home and a country, should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps’ pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war’s desolation.
Blest with vict’ry and peace, may the Heav’n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: ‘In God is our trust.’
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave![40]

Cover of sheet music for “The Star-Spangled Banner”, transcribed for piano by Ch. Voss, Philadelphia: G. Andre & Co., 1862

Additional Civil War period lyrics[edit]

In indignation over the start of the American Civil War, Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.[41] added a fifth stanza to the song in 1861, which appeared in songbooks of the era.[42]

When our land is illumined with Liberty’s smile,
If a foe from within strike a blow at her glory,
Down, down with the traitor that dares to defile
The flag of her stars and the page of her story!
By the millions unchained who our birthright have gained,
We will keep her bright blazon forever unstained!
And the Star-Spangled Banner in triumph shall wave
While the land of the free is the home of the brave.

And now, “America the Beautiful,” by Katharine Lee Bates

Original poem (1893)[11]

O beautiful for halcyon skies,
For amber waves of grain,
For purple mountain majesties
Above the enameled plain!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee,
Till souls wax fair as earth and air
And music-hearted sea!

O beautiful for pilgrim feet
Whose stern, impassioned stress
A thoroughfare for freedom beat
Across the wilderness!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
Till paths be wrought through wilds of thought
By pilgrim foot and knee!

O beautiful for glory-tale
Of liberating strife,
When once or twice, for man’s avail,
Men lavished precious life!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
Till selfish gain no longer stain,
The banner of the free!

O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
Till nobler men keep once again
Thy whiter jubilee!


You tell me, my friends and mishpocheh… I’d say the latter says more about our aspirations.

Until next time,

Keep Resisting!



Uncle Paul’s “Daily” Rant for 02/03/2018

Good Evening, my friends and mishpocheh…
I wrote this as a commentary on a meme I shared on my Facebook wall…  Here is my expansion and further commentary… take it or leave it…

Hypocrisy… lots of it going around these days…

But yeah… per a few of my acquaintance, one of whom for whom being thought well of by the right-wing Nozrim (Talmudic term for ‘Christian,’ used here on my blog for polemic purposes regarding those who would never recognize the rabbi they claim) for whom he’s obviously one of the “Good Jews” who will still burn when their idea of ha-Moshiach (the Messiah) returns, but they’ll still feel bad about it, rather than the thoughts of a couple of thoughtful Jews who actually showed up and attempted reason; it obviously matters more than actually doing the right thing, or actually truly understanding the meanings behind the Masonic obligations he willingly undertook…

Who even dares to put P.*.M.*. after his name (he held the honor of W.M., but doesn’t seem to understand what eternal deep meaning that position has), while prancing around in a US Flag shirt, with the Square and Compass emblazoned, in violation of both the U.S. Flag code, as well as Masonic tradition, with all the fan club applauding… thereby having his reward in the accolades of the crew, but doesn’t seem to care about the approval of the One whom he considers ha-Shem…

The same asserting that the 8 years of blatant disrespect displayed towards Pres. Obama and who still spouts off on his wall as a “liar” and a “traitor,” and still insists on the blatant disses towards Sec. HRC, as, in his estimation, those stands were valid and different, as HRC and Pres. Obama actually were those horrible things of which they’ve been accused by such mindless idiots… and who hasn’t gotten the memo that Pres. Obama is no longer the President, and which office Sec. Clinton does not hold…

..For those for whom the self-designation of “Very Conservative Republican” matters more than our nation and its well-being, and who love the label of “conservative,” but wouldn’t recognize a real conservative if Ike, Buckley or Churchill arose from the grave and bit them on their ample, entitled asses…

 … For those about whom just being a follower of Christianity and viewing the Carpenter/Rabbi with honor and respect and trying to live his teachings is not enough, and the designation needs to be broadcast as “born-again, Spirit-Filled Christian,” and for whom no other path than American-style Evangelical Protestantism is valid, and, of course, only in the “conservative” interpretation they’ve been fed…

… For those for whom the entire narrative they’ve willingly taken as the only correct way to be, and apart from which one is deluded, deceived or demonic…

Your blatant and hateful hypocrisy has been obvious for years, and some of us will never, ever let you forget it…
I don’t hate any of you, but it’s a bit difficult and a bit of a challenge to separate hatred for the bill of goods you willingly bought from my contempt for those of you who damned well should know better, but have chosen not to…

If you have been patient enough to read this far, allow me to own up to that I am as capable of admitting to hypocrisy as anyone should be… But I’m not so convinced of my own narrative that I don’t have the capacity to accept that…

Being disgusted with so many of you is not the same as hating you, but I can understand why some of you fools might confuse the thing…

But, yeah… this is just “political differences” or being a “sore loser” or whatever the hell helps you to sleep at night, while assuring the world that it’s not what everyone else sees…

There are, obviously, a couple of faces about whom I visualize in my thing above, but, as a gentleman, I shall not name them…

But they are, also obviously, poster-children for me for the crap that seems to be so prevalent…

And I can’t begin to express (although I’ve tried) just how deeply it horrifies me to express such things with their faces in my head… and how much it horrifies me to see just how dead-on they fit the pictures portrayed by so many on this side of the boat as to the worst of the worst of the vibe…

But they are, they have stated such openly, and they are proud of it…


May ha-Shem have mercy on this nation… in spite of the worst of our exemplars and our own worst impulses…
Until next time, and, G-d willing and we’ve not been nuked by that time, by some nation that has that capability and , I offer to you, my friends and mishpocheh…
… as always, until such wishes are no longer needed,

Keep Resisting!