No One Can Make You Do Anything

A Citizen's Appeal, or Op-Ed, for the post-Obama era. 

"No one can make you do anything." That's what my mom would say when I'd try to weasel out of something dumb I did.
"Reggie made me do it," I'd say.
"No he didn't; you made you do it."
What you do is still what you do.
The new ... head of state, by both words and actions, has already endangered national security and individuals' lives. But every leader needs followers. Without obedience, a leader's power is gone.
If the President gives an order that seems unconstitutional, illegal, or harmful, will you follow it? You have a choice. Will you follow your party or your conscience?
Disobeying a President is treasonous. Or is it? What if the President is acting against the interest of the people? Whom do you serve? Everyone in the White House, Congress, and every governmental -- and non-governmental -- organization in the world wrestles with these questions at some point.
Now is a good time to decide what you'll let pass, and when you will take a stand. We've already seen questionable behavior; soon there may be questionable orders. Democrats will resist, but will be portrayed as partisan. Members of both parties have a responsibility. Republican push-back will take more courage, but it must be done if you put nation first. What do you have to gain by siding with a fool who may embarrass -- if not shame, or ruin -- the country? Are you strong enough to do the right thing for the long run, while short-sighted hacks rail you?
History has its eyes on you; Republican resistors will be heroes.
Another thing my mom would say: "If your friends jumped off a bridge, would you jump off too?" No one can make you jump. They can push you, but only you can jump. As with all choices, it's on you. Only you.

Not exactly a Christmas song

In an attempt to revive an old tradition for myself, I opted to write and and record a song all at once over Christmas break. This I successfully accomplished. However, my goal was to write a proper Christmas song. I often jest that you can turn any song into a Christmas song if you just add sleigh bells, but gosh folks, we know that ain't true.
I was trying to give it some genuine Christmas spirit, yet keep it secular. I think I wrote a Christian song, but vague enough to be secular.

Below are the lyrics, which I've already changed since recording. That's my prerogative.

'Twas the Longest Darkest Night
© Bucktooth Music (ASCAP)

'Twas the longest darkest night 
Coldest oldest hopes seemed lost 
Wind blew through our bones 
Blackness of the sky was crystal clear 
Until a light beyond the din 
Became the light and all within 

I walk to you 
Life anew 

'Twas the brightest sight of grace 
Might and kindness light the likes unseen 
Heat of a breeze in shade 
Highest peaks to hearth warmed feet 
Yes, the light above the din 
Behold the light and all within. 

I never knew 
Now I do 

The Klan-Endorsed Republican Choice For President

I made a political cartoon that is not historically accurate, but nonetheless expresses how I feel. It might be more accurate to blame an errant emperor. There, that's better.

Library of Alexandria

Book Reviews: A Higher Call & Dreamsongs I

I like to read. My genres of choice are history and science fiction. I tend to alternate, reading a book of each, then switching. So here are reviews of each type, sort of.

A Higher Call is about two World War II pilots, during and after the war. An American bomber was spared its doom by a compassionate German pilot who had it in his sites over European skies.

George R. R. Martin wrote many books and short stories before his blockbusting Song of Ice and Fire series (aka Game of Thrones). Dreamsongs I is the first of two anthologies of his short stories and novellas.

My Interview with Trump Airlines

I: So you want to be a pilot? What experience do you have? 
B: Well, I’ve never flown an airplane, but I have insulted a lot of pilots. 
I: OK. Do you know anything about the business? 
B: Well, I used to drive a bus. As a matter of fact, I drove a number of them into a ditch. 
I: Good. Anything else? 
B: Sometimes I’d take passengers’ money, then not drive them anywhere. It was hilarious.
I: Naturally, you’d have a crew on an airliner. Are you good with people?  
B: Oh, I love stewardesses the most. I just grab them by the pussy. 
I: You’re hired!