His checkered record causes concern about what his posting means for Montana’s public lands and wild places
A cannabidol hemp oil used by some children with seizures has been officially named a Schedule I drug by the DEA.
This is madess. The DEA is attempting to classify CBD as a Schedule I drug. This would remove it from use as a viable, LEGAL treatment for thousands of children suffering daily seizures. CBD controls those seizure. Safely and without any psychoactive effect. Pharma is pushing DEA to outlaw it and DEA, as usual, plans to oblige. Please sign this petition to get the White House to address this madness before thousands of children are condemned to a life of painful and constant seizures.
Please sign. And share. And then ask that it be shared.
It really does matter.
Not sure how I feel about this. I don’t think it bothers me very much and it seems like a lot to do about nothing. At Widefield High School, a majority White school, in the 1970s our crowd was known for doing things to rattle the other team. As far as I know, they started the whole “reading a newspaper during introductions” thing. Was it unsportsmanlike? Nope. Was it rude? Absolutely. Was it racist? Nope.
There is true racism in today’s America. It was put on display for the entire world to see by the election of Donald Trump. (Hold your outrage. You and I both know it’s true. The only difference is I don’t have to pretend it’s not in some desperate attempt to save my own morality.) This, however, is not it.
February 12, 1968, Memphis sanitation workers went on strike to protest, among other things, the death of two of their fellow workers due to unsafe working conditions. The Memphis mayor refused to negotiate. He saw no reason for concern over the condition under which “Negroes” worked and, besides, the strikers would be back as soon as the money ran out.
His cavalier and uncaring attitude raised a simple question in the men’s minds: Am I not a man? This same question had been used by abolitionists in an attempt to shame “Christian” men and women into realizing that Slaves were humans. Just as they were. And beholding to the same God and due the same rights. Eventually, a war was fought to settle that question from a legal standpoint. Blacks were men UNDER THE LAW.
Now, we find ourselves suddenly realizing that UNDER THE LAW means nothing if it isn’t recognized by the people. Virtually all Americans pay lip service to the truth that Black men are indeed men but many through their actions and the law demonstrate that it is, indeed, only lip service. It is time once again to let them now that we are men. Let them know that “I AM A MAN”That is the simple fact. And as a man in this country I have certain rights which I will insist are recognized and honored. All because I AM A MAN.
There was a time when Black men who wanted to be recognized as men had to stand up and declare it. And they did. Loudly and proudly.
They let the world know they were men by simply carrying a sign that declared “I AM A MAN” and not letting anyone forget it. Today, we find ourselves in the same situation. Black men are no longer seen as men. They are seen as criminals and thugs. They are, to quote the Governor of Maine, “the enemy” as far as much of America is concerned.
To fight back, we’ve designed a shirt to tell the world you have had enough. That you are a descendant of those men that carried a sign declaring their manhood. They were beaten, attacked by dogs, jailed, and even killed for taking this stand. Take your own stand and help others at the same time.
Purchase one of our I AM A MAN (Say it again) t-shirts. You don’t have to be Black or White or Brown or Red or Yellow to wear it. You don’t have to be Straight or Gay or Bi or Trans. You don’t have to be Anglo or Latino. You don’t have to be Native-born or Immigrant.
You don’t even have to be a man.
You simply have to be willing to say “I will have my rights AND YOU WILL NOT STOP ME!” They come in the original red letters on white background and a more impactful and modern white letters on black background.
A few days ago, my cousin, John Logan, sent me this text message (sic):
oldest story in the book…Turtle gives the scorpion a ride on his back…Donald trump…he ain’t gonna change folks….
Bottom line is that there is no penalty or prohibition on the President having a conflict of interest. No point in complaining or worrying about it. The one thing you can be sure of is that none of this came as a surprise to Donald Trump. He knew that the Presidency is a license to steal if a person who is so inclined gets there. Old Money understands noblesse oblige and acts accordingly. New Money understands getting more money and acts accordingly. So our system was written mostly by Old Money and assumed that Old Money would always rule because they deserve it. No New Money had ever been elected POTUS before with the exception of Jimmy Carter but even his harshest critics must admit that Carter is a moral outlier.
Male? Landowner? White? All designed to make sure that the person was of some means (Money) and in line to inherit additional means (Old Money). And then along comes Trump. Vulgar in his money worship and displays of ostentatious wealth. Gold plated toilets. Trump Force One. The Jet Ranger. A wife who remains suspiciously unattractive while having had all of the surgery we require to meet the American ideal of attractiveness. Loud and proud in his ignorance.
Trump meets all of the requirements, written and unwritten, that the Founders set for POTUS. Keeping in mind that upward mobility during that time was virtually unknown. The Founders had no idea that someone like Trump – the definition of New Money – would come along.
New Money understands getting more money and acts accordingly
We’ve handed Donald Trump the keys to the greatest money making opportunity the world has ever known – The United States of America. Acting shocked that he will now do those things that his supporters admire (lie, cheat, and swindle) to the United States of America in order to make money is childish. There is, literally, nothing in Trump’s background to even hint that he has, or ever has had, any sense of patriotism or loyalty to the United States. He is New Money.
Trump is Trump. Trump is New Money and The Founders could no more imagine New Money than they could imagine that Blacks were people and not animals, much less Americans.
(now you know why the concept of “Original Intent” makes Black Americans grind our teeth)
And so they left it to Noblesse Oblige. In their opinion, it was an unavoidable condition of having money and, therefore, could be counted on as if it were a natural law. The rich will do what is right. Always.
Until they don’t
Along comes Trump. A rich man who believes in being rich and getting richer. And little else. Trump realizes that The Constitution was written by bigots who could not see reality or the future. They believed that things would not change significantly. The Landed Gentry will always rule and that is the way it will always be.
But then Trump
Here is a man who has no sense of Noblesse Oblige. He doesn’t give significantly to charity. He has no religious or civic affiliations beyond those associated with his business. He doesn’t even pay the taxes that we all pay to help keep our society running. He steals from business partners, business rivals and the government. He is a small man with a large wallet. Following in the tradition of his father, Fred, who was another small man with a large wallet. Trump’s only purpose in life is to make that wallet bigger because he can’t make himself any bigger.
What does that mean for us? We find ourselves without a President who recognizes, nor any law that imposes, ethical limitations on him. Noblesse Oblige? Meh.
It’s like that time you put on Victoria Secret’s lingerie and locked yourself in a cage with a rabid orange-faced, paunchy, sex crazed Chimpanzee with a bad Carol Channing wig who had been smoking bath salts for the last three days straight and handed him a loaded 45 Colt – or am I the only one that has ever done that? – it’s a little late to wonder whether you’ve made some questionable decisions.
Perhaps now folks will start questioning the divine inspiration of those rich slave owning White men that designed this country?