Monday, February 27, 2017

About Mugabe...my end of a thread of posts.

Sidney Smith Well look so he's a deranged murderous tyrant. That, and managed to give his country by assorted mismanagements an inflation rate of 12,875%. With an increase of 50% annually...google it. Despite all that mayhem his people love him. That, and African decedents form the Diaspora over look his little eh,...errors in judgment. So what he does for or to his nation is nobodies business. Every country has the right to go to hell if that's what they want. America is doing that right now so we can't complain. Oh, and I've been Black for 67 years if you were wondering.
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Sidney Smith That as you call it inability to reason is because it's primal. One can't be reasonable about harm to one's family. One will put up with much from one's own. However will not tolerate anything done or said to them from another. IF you're white, and I assume you are. You are in a fight you really shouldn't be in. I'm afraid it's no win for you carrying the sins of you culture as many see it. that you oppose tyranny is good, but in this case leave it be. Emotion trumps...excuse the expression reason. Issues of race class, and sex just does this.
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Sidney Smith I see your point. Time was I'd be outraged. In fact I was at this guy for years. However he seems to be what most want. Those that don't usually disappear...he does that as we know. Large portion of Africa are still in post-colonial chaos. A chaos that has for over 50 years thrown up maniacs like this guy. he'll die soon enough, and be replaced by someone just as insane. that is till in time the chaos tappers off. around the turn of the next century. At least that's what some socio-historians think. One day it'll be in the University syllabus. Probably titled the "Post Colonial African Era 1955~2120". Africa has been fucked over for near 500 years so it many take a century or so for things to cool off. Till then we have folks like Mugabe, and company. btw in long pointless arguments with my Pan African pals. Such as they will continue to support, and love the tyrants because they are indigenous. A friend from the comfort of Columbia University said he'd prefer the worse African dictator to the most benign colonial governor. So there we are.
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Sidney Smith That's why people vote against their own interests so often. One is the lingering racial noise, and other is that they actually all of us want to be rich. One is amazed to find this why poor whites vote as they do. They vote for politicians that harm them because if the dog whistle of white supremacy. They vote against their own economic interests because they believe so many of them that they or their kids will one day be wealthy. This either by their own efforts as I've read because millions of the think they're going to win the power ball, and be rich so they vote for whatever is good for that class. Insane yes, but there it is. This country would is funny if it weren't sad so desperately sad.



Sidney Smith Well there's a long history for that. A world without Kings or Bosses. In the west one could date the beginnings at the era of the Peasant's Revolts of the 14th century. There's a line from that to the enlightenment, and that movements greatest experiment the formation of the United States. An ongoing experiment with rather profoundly mixed results. Still, and again I speak only of the west. Still this nation gave rise to a rebellion against slavery. Which lead to all the movements for further enlightenment since. Woman's right labor rights public education sanitation expansion of personal freedoms for traditionally tormented communities most lately Trans-sexuals. Concurrent with that equally powerful movements of retrenchment against all this. We're in such an era now. Three steps forward two steps back. Maybe Stalin, whose quote that is didn't mean it the same way I do, but ya gets the point. If we survive a few more centuries get our heads out of our butts get serious about dealing with limiting the damage we do the very Earth, and get more with the idea that tribalism is suicide as is the nation state, and that Kings, and Central Committees are just a bunch of assholes that rob, and murder us. That as free people we can run ourselves so why don't we. There was a reason that factions of the Communist militias took time out from fighting fascists in Spain to kill Anarchist. Them sweet folks could have actually given the world it's first for real "Free" country. Something not in anyone's interest Not the fascists not the Nazis most certainly not Stalin, and his boys. ...so here we are. Much work to do.

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Sidney Smith Yes I've read Mr. Owen's reactions to his time in pre-WW2 Europe even Nazi Germany. Yes colonial, and later Federal America was somewhat unique in the form of slavery they practiced. However India in it's middle period did something similar their caste system is a hold over from a color based slavery. Still as I said this nation as an experiment has had seriously mixed results, and history. btw the experiment is far from over. Right now we're in what will be seen as a relatively short Imperial era. That is already fading. However our internal strivings for something better. To be a nation deliberately open, and free for all is still very much in progress. We are in the midst of history so it's hard to climb a mountain to see the whole picture' Where we came from, and where we may be headed...but we should try to. In my life I learned to do this...see connections How we got where we are, and where we 'could' go.


Sidney Smith War...perhaps. There's talk of that. However when I was a child there was talk of that in the late 1950's to the early 70's. We didn't. I feel we'll hold back again...I do so hope. We all of us all the people the classes races orientation that whole shebang here. We all have so much more in common than not. A friend who travels overseas often tells me that locals can always tell an American form a mile away no matter the color or class. We're just that we are a nation of nations with a world of givens in common. On the up side we know we're all getting fucked. Both Bernie's Movement, and Trumps were rebelling against the same thing. The system kept them apart by the variations in culture. Yes the Trump folks like Nascar, and the Bernie's go to crafts fairs. Both groups of white folks, and that's what they were are e same tribe. They both wanted economic justice personal freedom, and to be left the fuck alone. Blacks Natives, and Hispanics we're on the edges this time around, but we want the same stuff too.



Sidney Smith We've inherited a particular political template. No mater left right middle...it's the same game. Some one or groups of some one's tell us what to do. Part of it is how our brains are wired. We've been tribal for near a million years...that's impressive, However we're just starting to think they may be alternatives. We've been wondering about that for several thousand years, and getting serious about it for perhaps three hundred. Cutting to the chase if we survive as a species through the current ecological crunch I think we'll eventually make a break though. Like when we started rituals, and arts during the last ice age a major breakthrough there for our imaginations. A similar leap is inevitable if we don't die out in the chaos of the major earth changes that have already started by our hand...mind you we didn't know at first it was us, but we do now. We might adapt. Nature favors not the strongest as we know, but the most "ADAPTABLE". Some feel that meeting this great challenge will be one of the sparks of that great leap to rationality. I'd love to be visit say three thousand years from now to see how we did. ..Peace my friend, and all reading.
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time, and again


"I'm Good" ...from my files.

I wrote this about month after being rescued from the streets by my family. I was still adjusting to a "normal" life of eating sleeping in a bed having a door I could lock.

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All my experiences from the last year, and some are catching up with me.

Hey I'm good,...good.

I'm in my new home, but I still think It's someone else's. I'm still trying to get used to being a person again. Strange. So strange is what I'd call my current life.

It's like I'm living in two worlds at the same time.

Out there, and in here.

These last year has been filled with dangers, despairs, hopes, and surreal adventures. I think I'm, supposed to be dead. I'm sure of that.

Perhaps of exposure on one of those cold nights on the streets or I was killed in that mugging.

Maybe so.

What's happened since. My being rescued by Sister finding a new home. All these things are shadows.

The reality is I'm still in that alley on the ground bleeding. That or curled up in a doorway or in Liberty Park waiting for hypothermia.

What I've lived since being found 'is' a dream within the few seconds before my death after I was attacked.

I have a fear I'll wake up at the very last moment. It will be night, it will be cold.I will be in that alley. I take a ragged breath, and drift into eternity.

'But I won't.

I'm here now. In a home that is mine. I have a life again.


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I remember you had difficulty adjusting to having a bed. You slept on the floor behind the door with your books! Do you recall that? ...my sister.

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Yes. Yes I slept on a sleeping bag behind the bed room door with some books set up like a wall. I listened for sounds noises. When outside you were never safe...so you listened especially when resting. One didn't go into a deep sleep...that was suicide. One napped for minutes at a time...exhaustion as well as dehydration was normal. The first night in my new home I counted 87 noises...I know because I wrote it down in one of the note-books I kept on this journey. It took months to regularly sleep in my bed, and stop listening. (Below is where I slept for a long time...behind my bed-room door. i hadn't put the books up yet. This is maybe the first week in my new place.)



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That's when I began to understand the homeless psyche especially if you been out there awhile. I finally understood the spiraling down you mentioned. ...from my sisters.





Being wet, and cold. These were the worse parts...never getting dry. Looking back I'm horrified, and have no idea how I managed any of it. However being there in it I was too emotionally numb...too busy to
have rational reactions. ...from me.







Yes. Yes I slept on a sleeping bag behind the bed room door with some books set up like a wall. I listened for sounds noises. When outside you were never safe...so you listened especially when resting. One didn't go into a deep sleep...that was suicide. One napped for minutes at a time...exhaustion as well as dehydration was normal. The first night in my new home I counted 87 noises...I know because I wrote it down in one of the note-books I kept on this journey. It took months to regularly sleep in my bed, and stop listening. (Below is where I slept for a long time...behind my bed-room door. i hadn't put the books up yet. This is maybe the first week in my new place.)

Thursday, February 9, 2017

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"28 Hours Later" ...part VII

Went out for a bit just now. I feel like I'm stoned...walking was like floating. I happened on some nice folks doing good by giving away them free "Obama Phones". Kid asked, "...would you like a free phone mister...it has a camera texting..."
I stopped him in mid-pitch.
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I said I was from a time when a phone was used just to call people...he said, "Oh this does that too!"
"Oh brave new world with such weird crap in it."
Anyway they was all sweet, and helpful so I said "sure" why not. Now I have two phones. One for each ear.

I chatted with the youngsters told them how in my daze there was one that's 'one' telephone per home. Everybody had to share it, and your folks wanted to know who you were calling...and why.
Gawd forbid your dope connection gay boy or girl friend or some other threat to the natural order called you. I remember once when I was a teenager my not quite boy friend called up, and Mom intercepted my big chance for a blow job.

One phone per-house led to all manner of complications.
Anyhow I stumbled on just making it to the drug store before barfing, and or
passing out. I got my Meds. I took the damned pills right there in the store I was so bleeped up.
They know me there, and were concerned, "...are you alright Mr. Smith?" I could have said "Wadda you think?!"

I'm bleeping dying here...I wanted to barf again...but didn't...thank Satan for Dramamine!

He invented it for junkies winos, and jet fighter pilots.

Of course I wasn't rude to my pals at the shop. I was just shaky dizzy barfy, and in uncertain humor...never let mis-directed anger or weirdness out. It's so hard to fix that sort of thing later.
Well I picked up a few things at the grocery after all l that, and wandered home. I may put off the pod show I mentioned I might do tonight...too bleeped up still.

I really need proper rest.

Since I got back from my medical ordeals I haven't had a full sleep cycle yet. My body is still out there somewhere riding the rapids, and won't stop till it's finished...not even to let me watch the bootleg copy of the "Star Wars" flick that I...eh...ahem..obtained.

Well to bed again. Hopefully this time it'll take. Wish me luck.
Loves you all...um well most of you anyway.
Stay Tuned.

(Btw remember that competition for a new NYC flag. I just found another one, below, entered by one of the numerous Lefty political cults, and or bowling clubs here in town...actually it ain't that bad.

Tuesday, February 7, 2017


( The Following is an Uncle Sydney True Adventure!)

Hi all...just got home. A very very long night, and day. Cut to the chase it's as so many here said a "virus" from hell. That plus damage to my tummy...the opening to my stomach injured. No surgery needed...yet. Hey I'll take what I can get! The cherry on top are withdrawal symptoms from one of the powerful anti-depressants I take.

All that a head cold, and assorted bad vibes.
T
hank you all that urged me to call for help, and get to a hospital. If I had waited till Monday as planned the doc told me it would have been seriously worse.

Good bleeping grief!

I feel like I just fell off a mountain. No solid food or liquids for four daze. They said it'll take several daze to a week to recover just from that. The virus, and tummy damage longer. I'm home, but feel very very disoriented the works...

"Downton Abby" is on in background as I post...turns out "His Lordship" is in bed sick too. I guess this Virus thing is really getting around!

The crew from the EMT the folks that picked me up to the Orderlies Nurses, and Doctors were seriously swell people...over worked some clearly tired, but giving full service..Bless'em all <3!
EMT folks are always very good..kind thoughtful..they're first responder Angels.

The docs at "NY Methodist"...which was where they took me asked...all wanted to know where I was who I had contact with what I had eaten...trying to track down the source of all this. I disappointed them by say that since retirement I've become a mild or type three Shut-in.

Yeah there's types...I'm only "mildly" batty.

As for treatments they gave me the works. There wasn't no part unseen or untouched...been a long time since I had any action. Though I wish it were under happier circumstances. Again I have to say bless these folks they really wanted to know what the hell happened to me, and to fix me up as soon as possible.

I was in triage which means what it sounds like. It was like in war...the most serious cleaned out, and sewn up first.

When they got to me though it was like "Gang Busters!"

A saying from the early to mid-20th century originating from a cop's, and robbers radio show...I think on the "Blue Network" which later became "NBC". Google all that if ya like.

They filled me with IV fluids medications rolled me around all over the place to treatment room to room. However after a while let me rest which I so desperately needed. Like I sez my body feels like it fell off a mountain.
Still dizzy some aches disoriented.

Before I go I must say that my dear friend Deacon Thomas Tortorella <3
of the Catholic Church offered a unique kindness to me.

That is he offered to bring me "Holy Communion" the "Eucharist".

He's offered this kindness when I was very ill before. Oh my there's a thought for a character like me. I told him I was sorry for giving his religion such a hard time, but I thought that the "Big Guy" probably has a sense of humor about it. Also that my confession might take a while, and if there was a short form.

Still it makes me wonder, and meditate on the eternities, and how close we are to falling 'up' into it...as if we were separate from it...which we ain't.

There's more, but need to stop.

I read most of the posts you folks wrote...oh my!

I loves you 'all' too! <3!


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Welcome back! Family and friends were praying for you! Glad you're alive!

Hey Uncle Sidney, what a phucquingue ordeal! So glad you’re home again and I hope you get better real fast cuz it gets dull sometimes without your creative stamp!

Welcome back Sidney: Yes!
Yes, not eating is one thing, but dehydration can become life-threatening rather quickly. I'm glad you're back and rehydrated (hopefully).
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So glad you'll soon be on the mend!

Glad you are among the living.

Wow! I'm glad you got good care. That's not something to take for granted! Now get mended. I want to see more photos from your walks all over the city.

Oh my...take care &I heal deeply


Robert E ODonnell Glad you got inspected, injected and rejected from the good folks in the hospital, Sid. That was no time to be stubborn, you made the right call. Be well, compadre!

Great news.... good that you're back on your own turf.
Sidney Smith Thanks so much! ...still feel like hell, but I'm home, and on the slow mend. Fun fact..my insides make all sorts of weird noises now. it's adjusting after trauma i guess.

Record it... That radio station is always looking for new "thank you gifts"--I bet your intestinal rumbles probably make a lot more sense than... Say, Joy deGru or their latest nutcase, Barbara Hoeneger. Do your thing, Sidney... recover!

Barbara Bernstein-Perrucci Heal well, Sidney. Glad you didn't waste any more time.
Glad to know you're okay, Sidney. Feel better.!
Get well soon, Sidney. Much love to you.

I am in bed with a simple head cold. Christ, I could never write that much. Rick back from ER yesterday, Bronchitis. didn

didn/t stop him from dinner & the "Game"....Me??? I slept for 12 hours.. Will read the rest of your missive later.

Happy that you are home ...
Sidney Smith Thanks all...my so many. loves Rosemarie Dante Carolyn Chris Kate Barbara Robert Kristophe France Bruce Halo Dan Peter Pamela Andrea Stefanie Tom.....so many more. I loves ya all!
Sidney Smith Carolyn that's okay you don't have to read it all. I'm pitching it to Netflix. You can watch it at your leisure then. I want Whoppie Goldberg to play my part. Hope Rick is better...maybe we could match hospital war stories. I didn't even know the gam...See More

Hope you're feeling skippy again, soon, Sidney.
Sidney Smith Hi Kimberly! ...yes thank you...better. Keep playing the Music!

A piece of unsolicited advice: for healing the gut, ginger and cabbage juice are said to work wonders. (Make that sauerkraut, since you probably don't feel up to juicing a cabbage, and all the clean-up around that. Anyhow, fermentation provides probiot...See More
Sidney Smith Thank you Geneva. Yes I was thinking alone the lines you offer. Is spinach a reasonable kale substitute? Loves spinach...have to get some ginger...many say that helps. Thank you much!
Sidney Smith I'm so used to being a depressive isolated soul. However here are all of you giving me such authentic love, and care. What a dummy I am. Thinking I was destitute in loving companions, but finding I'm Zillionaire in affections.

I withdraw from friends when I'm not feeling well, because I can't keep up the effort of socializing. I don't like to invite people into a home that's too unkempt. Then some friends take offense that I'm not contacting them as often or replying as prom...See More
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