John Worthington
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As a published author/teacher, I draw on those experiences in my writing and use satire to introduce spiritual concepts through a contemporary political lens.
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Have We Become a Nation of Pig Beauty Apologists?
Not that it’s any of my business particularly, but I have a couple of thoughts about “woke” that I’d like to run by you for your esteemed consideration. I think there’s a good chance that underneath the Republican bullshit about the poor old unsuspecting word “woke,” there are some real nuggets of wisdom we shouldn’t ignore completely, merely because some often offensive Other thought smart thoughts. Besides, I suspect that the part of what those folks are calling “woke” is really a stupid part of the “We all be one big old feelings protected family. Kumbaya!” crowd and other equally challenged demographics on both sides of the great Left/Right divide. Maybe what the anti-woke wing of the Freedom Circus is trying to say (but lack the verbal mastery to spit out), is there are word salads which just do not make sense simply because they do not define reality but rather attempt to put lipstick on all their pigs. That is something that has gradually become all too real in our society. I fear we’ve advanced into a nation of pig beauty apologists.
By John Worthingtonabout a year ago in The Swamp
6B vs 53 Years of Keeping the Country Safe
I’ve been watching news reports over the last few days of what I suppose to have been a hearing on something, but it turned out to be a bitch session for our long-time source of great material, 6B (Bleach Blonde Bad Built Butch Body). I do so wish that girl understood the difference between knowing how you know anything at all and claiming knowledge of anything at all without knowing the source of that knowledge. 6B wouldn’t even acknowledge that Dr. Fauci was actually a doctor with decades of experience. She stated that he should be in jail because she didn’t like to have to wear a mask.
By John Worthingtonabout a year ago in The Swamp
With Friends Like These You’d Crib Out in Court Too
Is Will Smith up for a new role? Men in Red Ties? What a spectacle, eh? Big Orange in court for a crime that got his fixer 3 years. His fixer was convicted for the same damned thing Big is in court for. Big and the fixer were in it together. There’s a little bit of a backstory here. Seems Big Orange is such a sensitive human being that he needs a mental health specialist, like his niece. I think she must have written a prescription for Big. If it wasn’t her, it must have been someone else close to him, like his mommy. I can’t pinpoint exactly who, but someone must have prescribed sleep therapy to counteract tense events in his life, like being nearly 80. I think the prescription must say something like–if an event is overly intense the best way to keep the heart from exploding from pride or something is to just zone out. Sleep is good for the inventive mind. Tesla, Franklin, Bell, Ford, Einstein and now Big Orange all endorse naps as a rejuvenating and creative activity which costs very little. Well, usually, I don’t know how much it costs to crib out in court.
By John Worthingtonabout a year ago in The Swamp
Silly Socialites and the Contrarians Small Town Tour 2024
I don’t know that I’ve mentioned this, but I grew up in a small town. Small towns are “interesting,” and that would be something good you could say about small town life. There isn’t much to do in a small town because no one can afford to keep an entertainment center open for the dozen or so kids that might live there. Potlucks at the fire hall or the lodge can be the most exciting thing to take place for weeks at a time. Churches become community gathering places for this or that level or pecking order within the town itself. The most overriding aspect of small town life is that everyone knows your business. And there is always a cantankerous person or two who have some cantankerous friends who collectively are known as Contrarians. They perennially oppose The Silly Social Club who are the progressives in town. You know the ones. They’re the ones who want street lights, stop signs, and paved roads.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
The Orange Bullyboy Plays President for Ratings
There are several items in the news which just will not move along through my brain. Every time I send them on their way, they come back around. I’m beginning to suspect that they’re all related but it is puzzling to me how that could possibly be. If it weren’t for these stories echoing in my “Take a Look at This - NOW” news feed, I’d have sworn that coincidences sent from somewhere in the Matrix is as good a theory for strange happenings as butterfly wings flapping in the Yellow River basin. But there it was, a couple of back-to-back strange happenings and I, obviously, just had to add up the column of unrelated crazy sounding shit to come up with a question. One, I’m either afraid to answer or I’m afraid I know, and just don’t want to look at something that dreary.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
The Elephant in the Room: Kamala Brings Hope and Experience to the Democratic Party
Yippee! They had the debate. Yippee, Yippee!! There are panty malfunctions as far as the eye can see. The views are more stimulating than a summer day on any crowded Rio beach. If Joe only knew what kind of carnal stimulation an 80-year-old man can generate by simply telling the truth, even in a stuttering tired 80-year-old voice. The moment he struggled to remember, then say something that was right there on the tip of his tongue, but Jill could not be there to read it for him due to the CNN “rules,” panties could be heard malfunctioning all over Washington. Hell Joy, over at MSNBC, gave up the ghost and her belief in real in one defeated gush. There were lots of Liberal hosts all across whatever platform you’d like to reference whose future children all turned white as a sheet due to near suffocation.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
Is the Poorelone Image Worshiping Virus an Aerosol Threat?
There’s something that’s been bothering me lately about what some of our leadership luminaries use to think with. I know they think with their brains, but what are the programs they use in those flesh and blood computers? For example, one might wonder about the professionalism of an architect who uses the horribly simple design app called Home Design 3D as opposed to an architect who uses AutoCad to design your home or a bridge or a stadium. There’s nothing at all wrong with Home Design 3D. It does a fine job for someone who just wants to kind of visualize what he wants to see on an ipad. But an architect has to think about a lot more than what something is sort of going to look like. Only an advanced program like AutoCad mounted on a massive computer can accomplish the level of detail an architect requires. Of course AutoCad has years in its continuing development whereas Home Design 3D may have two or three years of constant improvement.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
What is Maga Mike the Johnson Protecting?
Do you ever feel like you can live for a long long time without hearing about another politician or preacher, or brother-in-law, or anyone at all, saying one thing while they are simultaneously doing something else? I’m going to point at our intrepid Speaker of the House for some of the most ignorant behavior, as the kind explanation or some of the most blatant hypocrisy that ever there was as the let’s-call-it-like-it-is explanation.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
Is the Naked Emperor Causing a Train Wreck in the GOP?
I don’t understand the hullabaloo over the possibility of another Presidency by the one-who-may-not-be-named. He may be nicknamed, however. My favorite nickname so far is Don Poorelone. He's the poorest little rich boy I’ve ever seen. On the surface, he’s not anything to write home to Mom about. But with the proper marketing, that little snobby rich boy has achieved international notoriety because of his manipulation of the New York press. I get that the Murdock organization has to pump up profits. They have some pretty serious bills to pay and money doesn’t grow on trees. It might grow on titillating quasi-gossip, though. When the Don first appeared in Gotham he became a near instant media celebrity appearing with famous sports figures and anyone else he could use to promote himself.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
FBI Charges Biden After Finding the 2020 Election in His Corvette Stingray’s Frunk
I think the most offensive part of the pall that wafts around He-Who-May-Not-Be-Named is the astounding arrogance with which ignorance is displayed. That one trait seems to be a necessary ingredient in all of the issues on the MAGA agenda. Belief takes precedence over reality. It’s as though if something is believed it is more real than something that is actually real. The prime example is the belief that the 2020 election was stolen and stashed in the trunk of Dark Brandon’s Stingray along with umpity-thousand classified documents. Anyone is free to believe what they wish concerning those votes and those documents. Mix and match, no rules required for this one. But that cannot be an accurate picture of reality no matter what set of beliefs is employed. Everyone knows that the trunk of a Stingray doesn’t have that much room. Cripes, it barely has enough room for groceries even when you include the frunk.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
Why Isn’t the Far Right Free to Accept Yes?
Reality is something to be dealt with. I know. Astounding, huh? Isn’t that just plain old common sense? I had always heard that reality happens in life and we’re all carried along in the direction the flow reality follows. We can adjust our perceptions to accommodate abrupt changes of direction which reality throws our way. However, that change of direction seems to be out of reach of a fair percentage of the American public. That segment of the population seems to be incapable of ever taking on new ideas or adjusting current ideas to better fit the reality we find ourselves in.
By John Worthington2 years ago in The Swamp
