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SORRY WORLD: AMERICA JUST F’D UP!

Cartoon used by permission: 290067_The Trump Circus is Back In Town by Rick McKee, CagleCartoons.com

WTF AMERICA! Looks like the majority of you decided to burn it all to the ground!

Looks like you said: “Screw you” to your better angels! Let’s elect a fascist, a serial abuser, a morally corrupt being, an inept leader, a narcissist, a consummate liar, an accused rapist, a felon, a horrifically cruel wannabe dictator to be our President (at least it won’t be a woman of color married to a Jewish man)—Woo-hoo!”

Cartoon used by permission for promotion of blog: 290018_The Christian Nation Myth by Pat Byrnes PoliticalCartoons.com

WHAT WON? (1) Project 2025 and the oversight of “Christian Nationalist Evangelicals” who want to rule every aspect of our lives and give us all but one choice: their way or the highway. (2) Cruelty. (3) Sexism. (4) Racism. (5) Ignorance. (6) Lies. (7) Incompetence. (8) Chronic dysfunction. (9) Horrors yet to be determined…

Cartoon used by permission for promotion of blog: 290056_Uncle Sam Fetal Position by Ed Wexler, CagleCartoons.com

WHAT LOST? (1) The Common Good. (2) Freedom. (3) Real Christian values (poor Jesus). (4) Equality (5) Brotherly love. (6) Compassion. (7) Care and repair for the Earth (8) Peace

I’m so sorry, World. I realize that when America sneezes, the rest of the world gets a cold. I really thought that most of my American peeps were so much better than this, you know. But I was wrong. This is really who we are. I’m afraid that there may be no coming back from this permanent stain—calling what is good bad and what is bad good. At least not for a couple of decades or so, but by then so much will be lost (sorry Ukraine, sorry Gaza, sorry Taiwan, sorry Africa, sorry NATO) or irreparably damaged (the Earth’s health).

Cartoon used by permission: 290027_This Won’t Wash Off by Pat Byrnes, PoliticalCartoons.com

WHAT AM I PERSONALLY GONNA DO ABOUT IT AT 76 YEARS OLD? Sit Shiva for America’s soul.

Shiva is a Jewish mourning ritual that involves a week-long period of gathering together to grieve, heal, and accept support from others who love you and can connect with your pain. During that week, I plan to consume the book Christ in Crisis (Why We Need to Reclaim Jesus) by Jim Wallis in the hope that it will bring me some healing and much needed guidance. After the week is up, I’m going to get up on my two feet, dry my tears, and go back into the trenches to continue to fight the good fight for the common good for my grandkids and the future generations in America until I die, because as Adam Kinzinger posted today: “This isn’t forever, and after America gets a taste of what it voted for, there will likely be a massive backlash.”

Cartoon used by permission: 290023_Trump as lady Liberty by Bart van Leeuwen, PoliticalCartoons.com

WHAT MY FELLOW AMERICANS SHOULD YOU DO IF YOU CARE? First of all, do not despair! “Weeping may endure for the night, but joy comes in the morning!” (Psalm 30:5) Secondly, don’t give up. When the time is right, rise up out of your mourning sack-cloth-and-ashes garments, assess your talents of influence (whether it is in your own family, school board, church-synagogue-mosque, country club, work place, local government or beyond), and return to fight the good fight of truth, love, grace, and righteousness from the ground up. Start by keeping hope alive for a better world, in spite of the fact that America just lost its fucking mind. God is not dead! It ain’t over ‘til it’s over! The world is going to need us, and we owe it to our future generations to keep fighting this MAGA, Christian Nationalist, false White gospel, Project 2025, Trumpian cult madness with our very last breath.

Cartoon used by permission: 289990_The world is holding its breath by Patrick Chappatte, globecartoon.com

Eleanor Tomczyk is a memoirist and humorist blogger renowned for her engagingly funny musings as an ex-Evangelical Conservative Christian (emphasis on the “ex”) and African-American Baby Boomer. Embarking on a new career as a storyteller at 60, she draws on her experiences in White Conservative churches. Now in her mid-70s and a wife, mother, and grandmother, Tomczyk has authored books such as Monsters’ Throwdown, Fleeing Oz, The Fetus Chronicles: Podcasts to My Fetus-self, and House of Oz Undone: A Cautionary Tale. Her multifaceted career also spans roles as a singer, actress, motivational speaker, and award-winning voice-over artist.

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Posted by on November 7, 2024 in Uncategorized

 

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FAHRENHEIT 451 REDUX

Cartoon used by permission: 272784_What Are We In For by Pat Byrnes, PoliticalCartoons.com

The book “Fahrenheit 451 tells the story of Guy Montag and his transformation from a book-burning fireman to a book-reading rebel. Montag lives in an oppressive society that attempts to eliminate all sources of complexity, contradiction, and confusion to ensure uncomplicated happiness for all its citizens. As Montag comes to realize over the course of the novel, however, his fellow citizens are not happy so much as spiritually hollow. People in this world are constantly bombarded with advertisements and shallow entertainments, leaving them no space to think for themselves or assess their own emotional states. The result is a society that grows increasingly selfish, pleasure-seeking, disconnected, and empty.”—Full Book Analysis, SPARKS NOTES

Cartoon used by permission: 275048_To Kill a Mockingbird by Bill Day, FloridaPolitics.com

I recently left the country for an extended trip down under and during my travels refused to engage in social media or read the news. I had had it with the state of our nation and the ignorant madness being perpetrated by some of our citizens. As soon as I returned, I checked in with the oldest and wisest human being I know—a 95-year-old African-American woman who takes no prisoners—whom I’ve known most of my life, and whose mind is still sharp as a tack.

“Hey Sweetheart,” I said, as my nonagenarian friend picked up the phone. “Missed you. How’s everything been since I’ve been gone?”

“Since you’ve been gone my vagina broke,” she said, without any trace of irony.

“Come again,” I replied, with my foot firmly pressed down on the pun pedal.

“Don’t try and be cute with me,” she said. “I’m being serious. I can no longer hold any pee in my body—pee constantly squirts out of me all the damn day long. The minister of my church dropped by to check on me and give me Holy Communion the other day, and I told him that my church-going days are over because my vagina is broken.”

“Pray tell, what did the Right Reverend have to say to that bit of illuminating news?” I asked as I tried to suppress my uncontrollable giggles.

“He mumbled something about providing an escort to the Ladies Room during the church services which are three stories downstairs in the basement.  I told him that I didn’t need a date, I needed a new vagina, ASAP!”

Brah-ha-ha! Well, besides your broken muffin, did anything else break while I was gone?”

“Yes. My heart broke. Florida’s Governor Ron DeSantis and some group called the ‘Moms for Liberty’ are trying to turn our country into Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451. Do you remember how long a road I traveled working in the public school system to get our Black children educated through reading and their contributions respected in this country?”

Cartoon used by permission: 274738_Book Learning by Pat Bagley, The Salt Lake Tribune, UT

“Yes Ma’am, I do since I’m one of your protégés, and I’ll be eternally grateful that you saved my mind and my life. So, what exactly happened?”

“You should look it up on your Google machine to get the full story,” said my mentor of old. “Basically, DeSantis signed a law that says if even just one parent objects to a book in their school system, they can get it banned or marginalized. Some illiterate woman in Florida, by the name of Daily Salinas, filed a complaint against Amanda Gorman’s poem, The Hill We Climb, as containing ‘indirect hate messages’, and it was moved and put under restricted access of the school library where her two children attend so that no other children could read it. Just like my vagina can no longer hold my pee, my heart can no longer hold the fear of what’s happening in our country due to the assault against books by idiots.”

“You mean the Amanda Gorman who was the first person to be named National Youth Poet Laureate? She who graduated Phi Beta Kappa from Harvard University? The young African-American who published six books before she turned 25—three of them specifically written for children? That adorable young woman who wrote and read The Hill We Climb at President Biden’s inauguration? What could Ms. Salinas find objectionable about Amanda’s work? Is she offering children as human sacrifices to the Devil at her book signings?”

Cartoon used by permission: 275019_Librarians Story Hour by John Darkow, Columbia Missourian

“Well, we’ll never know what that foolish woman found truly problematic. She doesn’t even know because she confessed in an interview to only reading ‘snippets’ of the multiple books she filed complaints against, including The ABCs of Black History, and Love to Langston. She never read Amanda Gorman’s book. When asked by an interviewer if she’d even read any reviews regarding Amanda Gorman’s poem, she proudly said no! Can you believe that heifer?  That idiot of a woman said (and I quote): ‘They have to read for me because I’m not an expert. I’m not a reader. I’m not a book person. I’m a mom involved in my children’s education.’ (By ‘they’, I suppose she means the people who put her up to this travesty!) To add insult to injury she claimed that Amanda Gorman’s poem was written by Oprah Winfrey! Lord, have mercy! The woman’s not only stupid, but she’s blind too!

Cartoon used by permission: 272713_Getting your priorities straight by Dave Whamond, Canada, PoliticalCartoons.com

“I just googled Daily Salinas,” I said, “and found pictures of her hobnobbing with the Proud Boys—that horrid White Supremacist group. I see another pic online with her at a Moms for Liberty school board protest. (That’s the Florida group who is trying to eliminate the teaching of sex education in schools, LGBTQ+ rights and racism in American history.) Her Facebook page even showed some pretty raunchy Right Wing and hateful anti-semitic posts until she deleted it. So, in other words, she’s a tool being used by hate groups, and she’s too dumb (because she doesn’t read) to know it. Good grief!”

“All I know is that this book banning ignorance is spreading like wildfire. It’s already a prominent issue in Texas, Missouri, Utah, Oklahoma, and South Carolina. And the Governor of Arkansas has signed a new law that threatens up to a year’s jail time for librarians who make banned books available to minors. According to the New York Times ‘a vast majority of the 2,571 titles that drew complaints last year were by or about L.G.B.T.Q. people or people of color.’ Can you imagine where you’d be today if you hadn’t had full access to your school and public library—if you couldn’t have read Langston Hughes’ poetry or James Baldwin’s prose? You would have never found your calling or your voice!”

Cartoon used by permission: 274108_Dick and Jane by Bruce Plante, PoliticalCartoons.com

“Yep,” I replied. “I’d be illiterate. Impoverished. Uneducated. Dirt poor. Visionless. Certainly not a writer today. Anyway, My Love, I can fix your vagina with a lifetime supply of Depends. As to your heart, that may take a while, and we both may pass on to be with Jesus before this war is won. But I promise you that wherever I have influence I will rally the troops to fight this book banning ignorance so that we aren’t thrown backwards another hundred years. I’ll light a fire under my children and their children to fight this evil spirit with all their might. Trust me, there are enough people like us who love books—books that changed our lives for the better—who will never allow America to become a Fahrenheit 451 as long as they wake up to this danger before it is too late.”

Cartoon used by permission: 274922_Florida Is History by Christopher Weyant, CagleCartoons.com

AMANDA GORMAN FIGHTS BACK

” I’m gutted. Because of one parent’s complaint, my inaugural poem, ‘The Hill We Climb,’ has been banned from an elementary school in Miami-Dade County, Florida.”

“And let’s be clear: most of the forbidden works are by authors who have struggled for generations to get on bookshelves. The majority of these censored works are by queer and non-white voices. I wrote ‘The Hill We Climb’ so that all young people could see themselves in a historical moment. Ever since. I’ve received countless letters and videos from children inspired by ‘The Hill We Climb’ to write their own poems.”

“Robbing children of the chance to find their voices in literature is a violation of their right to free thought and free speech. Together, this is a hill we won’t just climb, but a hill we will conquer.” “So they ban my book from young readers, confuse me with Oprah, fail to specify what parts of my poetry they object to, refuse to read any reviews, and offer no alternatives… Unnecessary book bans like these are on the rise, and we must fight back.” —Amanda Gorman Tweets

Amen, Sister-Friend, Amen!

Cartoon used by permission: 275090 Marginalized books and students by John Cole, Georgia Recorder, georgiarecorder.com

Eleanor Tomczyk is an author and a satirist who is an award-winning voice-over performer.  In 2011, she created the blog, “How the Hell Did I End Up Here” which features mostly satirical posts that have thousands of readers around the world—although she was recently banned in Pakistan (for real!).  Tomczyk’s three books were featured in a recent book festival: “Monsters’ Throwdown,” “Fleeing Oz,” and “The Fetus Chronicles—Podcasts to my Miseducated Self.”  Currently in her 70s and living life like it is freakin’ golden, she is a consummate storyteller and much sought-after motivational speaker.  If you don’t believe me, just ask her!

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Posted by on June 3, 2023 in Uncategorized

 

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AMERICA’S HAUNTED HOUSE (A Halloween Tale)

Last night I had a Halloween nightmare from Hell.  I dreamt that Satan had set up a gigantic haunted house in which all Americans were invited to enter—just for the hell of it. More than half of the country was lining up to check out the exhibit, and most of the people in line were psyched with a Rocky Horror Picture Show “anti-ci-PA-tion.” Each room of the house was said to feature extremely scary scenes of our democracy in peril, and if you managed to make it to the end without a shred of your integrity and soul left, you were rewarded with a red baseball cap that bore the initials: CYJFD (“Congratulations, you just fucked democracy”).

I suspected this haunted house was going to be a real doozy, but I just had to see what had turned so many of my friends and neighbors into the walking dead.  However, I wanted to survive and not lose my heart and brain. I needed a costume, though. Something invincible. What to do?  Who should I masquerade as? After much thought, I went back home, grabbed a blond wig, some pearls, a pair of glasses, some comfortable shoes and a badge that read, “Liz Cheney, Jan. 6 demon killer.”

I had no idea that that haunted house would almost prove to be my undoing.

Cartoon used by permission: 267930_Trump Subpoena by Rick McKee, CagleCartoons.com

As I approached the door, a couple of Satan’s helpers collected tickets (one dressed as the Big Lie and the other dressed as Hershel Walker). I cringed a little as they snarled at me, but whispered to myself, “be still my heart,” and pushed on through the doorway, praying that my courage would see me through. 

The first room on my left was labeled, THE ELECTION DENIERS, and as I peeked into the darkness, I couldn’t see much, but I could distinctly hear two ghostly voices that sounded like the Grady sisters from The Shining seductively whisper a version of The Shining tagline: “Hello, Americans, come and play with us…forever, and ever, and ever.”

Oh shit, I thought. I know what this means. I had read enough Stephen King to know my ass would be grass if I stepped into that room. I resisted the siren call and scurried on down the hall to the next room.

Cartoon used by permission: 268230_Democracy’s Fright Night by Christopher Weyant, The Boston Globe, MA

The room on the right side of the dark, crowded hallway featured a broken-down version of the Capitol.  Windows were busted out, excrement was smeared all over the walls, a Confederate flag was perched on the dome, and hundreds of its inhabitants were staggering about while shouting incoherently as Marjorie Taylor Greene led her fellow legislators in a political version of The Monster Mash by Bobby Pickett:

Hey America:

I was working in the House of Reps, one night

When my eyes beheld an eerie sight

My Monster of Lies from his slab, began to rise

And suddenly to my surprise

He did the congressional take-over monster mash

(The monster mash) It was a political smash

(He did the mash) It caught on in a flash

(He did the mash) He did the Big Lie mash

From my laboratory in the Capitol east

To the chambers where the congressional vampires feast

The Republican ghouls all came from their self-righteous abodes

To get a jolt from my electrodes

To do the lyin’ monster mash

The Christian Nationalist zombies were having fun

The death-to-democracy party had just begun

The guests included Alex Jones, Trump and his sons

The scene was rockin’, all were digging the sounds

Tucker Carlson on chains, backed up by Fox’s baying hounds

The democracy killers were about to arrive

With their vocal group, ‘The Truth-Killer Five’

They played the monster mash

Out from his coffin, Dracula McConnell’s voice did ring

Seems he was troubled by just one thing

He opened the lid and shook his fist and said

“Whatever happened to that Constitution Twist?

Oh, Marjorie G replied:

It’s now the monster Big Lie Mash

And it’s a graveyard smash

It’s caught on in a flash

It’s now the monster mash

Cartoon used by permission: 268244_Haunted House and Senate by Dave Granlund, PoliticalCartoons.com

“Oy vey iz mir,” I screamed, “America, we truly are undone!”  I fled down the hall to try and find an exit, but the place was so crowded with Americans who were rapidly turning into brain-dead zombies that I could barely move. I was petrified! All around me were Americans who had sold their souls, and they were seeking live human flesh to eat.  I could be turned into a zombie at any minute if I continued to linger in America’s Haunted House. 

I zigged—I zagged, and I ducked into a room that looked like it might be a safe haven.  Over the door frame was a sign which said:  CHRISTIAN NATIONALISTS—WE ARE THE TRUTH AND THE LIGHT—ONLY WE CAN SAVE AMERICA.  Whew, I thought. I am safe!  These are my Evangelical peeps. I’ve been a Born-Again Christian for 50 years! They must follow Jesus’ creed of love, truth, and mercy. They’ll save me. They’ll save America! They’ll destroy Satan’s haunted house and set us free from our madness.

However, as soon as I entered the room, I knew I was grossly mistaken.

Used by permission: 256844_Devil Dems by Pat Bagley, The Salt Lake Tribune, UT

The room was the most unwelcoming place I’d ever been in. It was freezing cold—some 40 degrees below zero. The room was a stark bedroom, and in the middle of it there were a bed and a teenager impersonating the 12-year-old actress Linda Blair who played Regan MacNeil in the 1973 film The Exorcist. On one hand she looked like an angelic, beautiful child, but on the other hand, she looked completely demon possessed. A recording of her voice began to play on a loop: I am a Christian Right-Wing Nationalist and I worship God and his right-hand son, Donald Trump. Bow down to my Christian Sharia laws. Worship who I tell you to worship, think what I tell you to think, love only who I tell you to love, hate who I tell you to hate, surrender all choice over your body, and pledge allegiance to only our MAGA leadership. If you submit to me, all will be well with your soul.

At that moment, just like in the Exorcist, the girl’s recreation of Regan levitated several feet off of her bed, and her head turned 360 degrees while she spewed what looked like pea soup which recreated the infamous vomit scene from the movie. Many in the room bowed down, others fainted, a couple had heart attacks, and I projectile vomited as I fled the room looking for the exit and some modicum of hope. In my inner ear, I could hear the words of the Exorcist’s, Father Merrin trying to sooth me: “I think the point is to make us despair. To see ourselves as… animal and ugly. To make us reject the possibility that God could love us.”

Cartoon used by permission: 265333_Religion in Government by Pat Bagley, The Salt Lake Tribune, UT

I woke up—completely undone—singing disjointed lyrics from the Animals’ song, “We’ve Got to Get Out of This Place,” as if they were lyrical rosary beads. It was the same song used in my favorite Halloween movie (Rocky Horror Picture Show). Remembering that fact, I got myself a strong glass of whiskey with some cinnamon toast, pulled up the movie on my TV, threw toast and toilet paper at the screen (it’s a 70s thingyou had to have been there), started to dance the “Time Warp,” and belted out “We’ve Got to Get Out of This Place,” as if my very life and future depended on it.

In this dirty old part of the city

Where the sun refused to shine

People tell me, there ain’t no use in tryin’…

We gotta get out of this place

If it’s the last thing we ever do

We gotta get out of this place

‘Cause girl, there’s a better life for me and you

Eleanor Tomczyk is an author and a satirist who is an award-winning voice-over performer.  In 2011, she created the blog, “How the Hell Did I End Up Here” which features mostly satirical posts that have thousands of readers around the world—although she was recently banned in Pakistan (for real!).  Tomczyk’s three books were featured in a recent book festival: “Monsters’ Throwdown,” “Fleeing Oz,” and “The Fetus Chronicles—Podcasts to my Miseducated Self.”  Currently in her 70s and living life like it is freakin’ golden, she is a consummate storyteller and much sought-after motivational speaker.  If you don’t believe me, just ask her!

Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Eleanor Tomczyk and “How the Hell Did I End Up Here?” with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

 
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Posted by on October 29, 2022 in Uncategorized

 

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