Author: Harry Herget

I’m Living In The Middle Ages

  I’m living in the Middle Ages. To T Rump, that’s anyone aged thirty-five to fifty. I’m speaking of a time when Charlemagne, King Arthur, the Byzantine, Ottoman and Holy Roman Empire’s, the Vikings, the Great Famine and the Black Death were adding their names to the annals of world history.  The Middle Ages spanned a thousand years. T Rump still believes it’s a voting bloc of thirty-five to fifty year-olds.  To him, the history of the world is contained in an empty book and a library is just another word for a vacant lot. The fact is, we’re goose-stepping our way backward in time parroting Adolph Hitler’s slogan’s to “Make Germany Great Again”, and, “Germany First.” Remember and never forget, Hitler is the 20th century apotheosis of medieval thinking and governance. Primitive.  Inhumane.  Byzantine. The COVID pandemic, under T Rump’s reign, has been allowed to spread its lethal tentacles like a modern day variation of the Nazi gas chambers. Unchecked.  Uncontrolled.  Genocidal. Medieval. “It is what it is,” summarizes T Rump, dismissing the record-setting death and misery of the virus as an inconsequential and inconvenient bump in the road. Unfeeling. Medieval. “Herrenmenschen” is T Rumps goal for America; Achieving supremacy of a Master Race of Nordic (Aryan/White) peoples in the hierarchy of human species.  Racially narcissistic. Medieval. Suppressing, via police and military intervention, the peaceful cries for racial...

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I Wish I Had a Talking Dog

  I Wish I Had a Talking Dog Sorta. In the time of COVID, I’ve had lots of time to think about lots of things from the calamitous effects of climate change to the life enriching benefits of having a talking dog.   Yes, I have a dog.  Her name is Gracie. She’s a beautiful, brilliant, occasionally obedient, always adoring, companion. She’s definitely my best friend, but she can’t talk.  Not a single word. Self-isolation has allowed me the luxury (actually the necessity of keeping myself a safe distance from the ledge) of living inside my imagination. I have the time to exist in another cosmos, to indulge my frayed nerves and overwrought anxieties in order to calm my senses while I cavort in an imaginary world situated a few light years from COVID, which is Earth’s new name in the Galaxy. My new home is called DISNEY WORLD and here Gracie can talk. In Disney World, Gracie speaks three languages, plays an Oboe in the local chamber orchestra, and is accomplished at ballet, archery and disc-golf.   She wakes me in the morning with a lick on the cheek and a commanding, “Get your Winnebago-sized buttinsky up and in the kitchen.” “No more canned food for me. I want blueberry pancakes, made with buttermilk, apple-cured, crisp bacon, and some oat bran toast, lightly browned, served on my TV...

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The New ISIS

“If your house was invaded by nests of rattlesnakes and the more you looked the more rattlesnakes you found, would you, for one second, quit looking?”    I’m Stupid, I’m Stupid. The New ISIS. It’s a large constituency of Americans that is neither silent nor invisible and, thanks to Vladimir T Rump, they’ve been given voice and identity. Since November 8, 2016, they’ve surfaced and have been crawling and slithering all over this country. They’re easy to spot. In the Time of COVID, they’re the ones tightly gathered on beaches, in bars, restaurants, Churches, even at large motorcycle rallies.  All without masks.  Sneering.  Strutting. If “I’m Stupid, I’m Stupid” was represented by a cleverly designed tattoo, all its members would have one.  It would fit in nicely next to their older tattoos of swastikas and confederate flags. “I’m Stupid, I’m Stupid”.  Saying it once isn’t enough.  It sounds casual, almost flippant.  When said twice, it’s convincing.  It makes a point: “This person is really STUPID.” One of the eternal verities is beheld when any ISIS member opens their mouth. “COVID-19 is a hoax. “I don’t believe the numbers. They’re not as high as the fake media would like you to believe.” This is where I draw the line. The real number of deaths is closer to double the “official” number and the real numbers of infected cases could be...

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Recipes For Disaster

Recipes For Disaster I’m no chef, short-order cook and never was assigned KP duty in the military.  But I do know that not all instructions and ingredients apply to food.  I have learned from the world around me what results from mixing anything with politics; especially things of value.  No conjecture, just empirically verifiable outcomes that threaten the health and well-being of the most “advanced” country on earth. When you mix healthcare with politics you get politics.  A deadly pandemic that’s killed more than 150,000 Americans is simply going to magically disappear according to the latest political forecasts.  Injecting yourself with toxic disinfectants is proclaimed to be a cure as well as using the roundly debunked hydroxycholorquine.  Let’s not forget, 99% of all victims of COVID just have the sniffles and get over the virus in a day or two. When you mix social justice with politics, you get politics.  Using armed police on horseback, tear gas and pepper spray to disperse and “dominate” Americans who are peacefully protesting; exercising their first amendment right of free speech is considered normal… Ordering unidentified federal troops to states, uninvited, where similar protests are underway to continue their “domination” strategy using tear gas and pepper spray as well as kidnapping protesters and brutally clubbing them without provocation simply add to this distasteful display. When you mix education with politics, you get politics. ...

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If Kids Could Vote

If Kids Could Vote   Remember the Pre-Revolutionary War chant, “Taxation Without Representation”…and what those three words presaged?   Imagine you live in COVID America and are too young to vote, but your life is being threatened by outside forces beyond your control much like colonial Americans were threatened by King George III.   Fact:  You are just one person in a country where the COVID contagion has infected and killed more people than anywhere else in the world. Fact:  The contagion thrives on unprotected people and Americans are the most reckless, undisciplined, ergo, unprotected and vulnerable population in the world. Fact: To slow the spread of the contagion, schools have been closed and alternative, remote channels of instruction have been implemented as a safer and equally effective way to educate. Fact: America’s president doesn’t understand… doesn’t respect…doesn’t know how to competently respond to the contagion which puts all Americans, young and old, at risk.   With all this in mind, imagine your government insisting that you go back to school…expose yourself to the contagion and it’s potentially catastrophic consequences…accept the president’s notion that socializing with your classmates outweighs the dangers of getting infected and losing your life or threatening the lives of others.   Now, imagine going back to school.   Fact: The President has no authority to make and enforce such an order. Fact:  The effect of...

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