A New Year

Happy New Year 2016 replace 2015 concept on the sea beach

One more year has come and passed,

Our lives go on, these days of future past.

As we tread this world we share,

It spins no matter how much we care.

So as I go, I think on things,

And here’s those thoughts on things thought on.

For the years ahead,

I wish you peace

I wish you love

I wish you all the best from this world and above…



Look each other in the eye for uncomfortable lengths of time.  Bonds will be forged.

Smile unwillingly.  The internal effect is astounding.

Watch Die Hard, It’s a Wonderful Life and WALL-E.


Always say a proper goodbye.

If the police ask to search your car, it’s because you have a choice; they won’t ask if they could just do it.

Use sunscreen.

Never sell the tickets, always go to the game.

Shovel the snow and brush off your car before it freezes.

Wear hats and dress like it matters.

Make yourself smile.

Relax in traffic, we’re all there anyway.

Read.  A book.

Learn to enjoy dancing or you may never get to dance.

Use the good stuff; get rid of the crap.


Believing is seeing and faith without works lies dormant in its sleep.

Be nice to the dog, bother the cat; don’t be shy to talk to the owner, as well as the pet when walking by.

Watch Disney movies with a simple mind.


Be prepared.

Check your oil, tires and anti-freeze; know how to change a tire.

You get what you pay for.

Legality is not permission nor a reason to do or not do anything.

Know why you know what you know and absolutely know that you don’t know anything.

Take a look at yourself and make the change.

Do unto others.

(As much for myself as anyone else. Happy New Year.)


Jesus Saves


Walking the streets of downtown Denver, the unmistakeable sights remind me why I love this city.  Coors Field, Elitch’s (from a distance), the cash register building and Union Station.  Some may also be aware of a little nook around Lawrence and Park Avenue West where the neon lights shine bright.   Here, at a place called Jesus Saves, the local street folk live from day-to-day.

Homelessness, like the appendix, has become an accepted part of the human condition.  Sometimes it can be cut out should conditions become too inflamed but, for the most part, people either do as they see fit to ease the condition or ignore the situation entirely.

However, dealing with these conditions on a public scale is a different matter.  When our leaders call for states to begin accepting homeless refugees from halfway around the world, I must take pause to wonder why no call has been made for the states to refugee-ize the current homeless population?  A few other questions persist as well…

Where are the refugees actually going?  Where are these vacant dwellings that suddenly become available in the state of Colorado when out-of-country-ers need a place to stay?  The resources that the refugees will consume, and the tenements that they will occupy must be supplied by those in the state of Colorado and the greater United States.  So why are officials dictating how we ought to deal with the foreign homeless problem when there’s one right down the street, with no end in sight?

There’s no bombs going off but gunshots do ring out and some will die because of those bullets.  People freeze, they drink, they shoot up and sleep, and it would be hard for me to honestly say that I don’t believe that the lives of those living around the Jesus Saves are not regularly at risk.

So, make with the housing, the food and the medical supplies that are currently on reserve!

It isn’t that there should be no refuge for the weak and weary or those attempting to flee the hell-on-Earth that exists in parts of the Middle East.  But when there are Denver-ites, and by extension Americans, who are apparently without, why is there no active movement to assist on par with what’s been done in response to Syria? The likes of the governors and our presidential brother’s keeper should be all over this.  Right now, calls should be ringing out for all states to allow those living on the streets to come in from the cold to the apparently safeguarded refugee hideaways.  The food, clothing, tools, EBT cards, medical care etc. that is being evaluated for any foreign refugee could be immediately directed to any street person currently living in the United States and preferential treatment will be given to those who can show a history of any military service.

Here is a story from CNN with the best layout of the refugee process that I could find.  It’s not a very clear road ahead and I find it quite intriguing that the UN is the directorial body on such events, presumably subordinating the United States to any decree regarding the where-to’s and how-to-fore’s of the refugee process.  Such bureaucratic olive-branching maintains the status quo of obscure policy-making and enforcement on such economic and social issues.

Meanwhile, the promise of the Lord keeps the streets alight at night in Denver, Colorado.

Trump’s Trump


I like that what I see is what I get with a man like Donald Trump.

Far too many and more to come are the pleas, scare tactics, veiled threats, and appeals to good nature, all ending with that benign moderator of all elections: the request for a personal contribution.   Such contributions come from myriad sources that in turn face various forms of regulation.  And both major political parties recognize a need for campaign finance reform (they do differ on what needs to change) and that financial mismanagement can paralyze a campaign (see Scott Walker).

But the money simply is and will be in politics.  As voters, or potential voters, we have become accustomed to the well-to-do candidates asking an electorate of mostly not-as-well-to-doers for personal campaign contributions in the name of peace, freedom, social justice and so on ad nauseum.  And here is where our thinking is done for us by our benevolent benefactors:

Democrats ask in the name of the environment because we love the Earth and in the name of education because we love the kids.  Republicans come to save the unborn children, as we must be their protectors, and they promise to cut taxes because, hey, it’s our money right?

The campaign letters, emailed with such personality that they no longer feel like candidates but friends (slight gag), would have me believe my worst fears should I not give all I can:

Abortion-geddon, 99.9% rates for both taxes and carbon emissions while white males are the ones running the diamond mines where minorities and children slave the day away having left the mothers, wives and mistresses barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen when they left their one room shanties at daybreak.

But then there’s Trump.

In every presidential election there’s a bunch of millionaires trying to tell us what they think we want to hear about what they think we care about.

But then there’s Trump.

The professional public servants tell us how they can fix Washington, even though most of them already work there.

But then there’s Trump.

Now, I do maintain that no Donald will be the next President of the United States, or even the Republican nominee.  But there is profound liberty in a candidate that is not a candidate by nature and seeks no funding from me (yes, donations are accepted, he’s not stupid).  One who views issues and cultural shifts without first considering a deferential stance towards the media or any particular social group.

I believe that despite his callous behavior, Donald Trump cares for this country and has an active interest and unique capability to affect its future.  He states his beliefs on relevant and not-so-relevant topics, offending some and reaching others.  Sifting through the spin can be a chore and all voters should note that media outlets are well aware of the prejudices held by the public at large against a man like Donald Trump.

He is a character, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t serious.  And perhaps that’s the most appealing trait of all.  Trump’s concern is genuine, and people begin to care about what you know when they start to see how much you care.  Regular old politicians have hidden agendas and are notorious for being, well, politicians.  It truly is a sad state of the state for the statesmen and women of our day.

But then there’s Trump.  He has his controversies and defects of character, but these must be weighed against the prospect of a President Clinton (pronounced Frau Blucher). He has the money, the time and the present support to reach millions and impact our system on a relatively substantial level.  And he has the “chutzpah” to reach for that truly-American dream thought by many but never deemed realistic:

I can be the President of the United States.