boogie woogie dream number 44, President Obama
fiction
edward w pritchard
President Obama is a good man. All men make mistakes. It's time to learn from our mistakes. Let's re-elect President Obama but let's expect him to re focus in the second term.
True there are always extenuating circumstances; given a choice choose the way of peace.
If confused by conflicting advice by driven ambitious people in solitude read Saint Mathew.
Remove America from all wars of aggression. Do not wage any war for more than a few years.
Keep your attention as close to home as possible. Protect and defend the weak.
Beware of monied interests that congregate in large cities and speak obliquely.
end
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Oh China help America find that
Oh China help America find that
fiction
edward w pritchard
Oh China help America find that. That, the way, the way of Tao alludes us. Be a brother, don't judge or preach just suggest to us how to find that, the way of Tao. You are old, you have done it before, you are evolved, China help America find that the way of Tao.
We chase competition and strive to fulfill our desires. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao. The powerful crush the weak here and conflict abounds in America. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao.
China teach me the tranquility of finding that, the way of Tao. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Oh China help America find that. That, the way, the way of Tao alludes us. Be a brother, don't judge or preach just suggest to us how to find that, the way of Tao. You are old, you have done it before, you are evolved, China help America find that the way of Tao.
We chase competition and strive to fulfill our desires. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao. The powerful crush the weak here and conflict abounds in America. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao.
China teach me the tranquility of finding that, the way of Tao. Oh China help America find that, the way of Tao.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
North Korea/South Korea
North Korea/South Korea
fiction
edward w pritchard
Avoid foreign entanglements America.
The United States continues to police the world, far away in Asia. China drives up the price of everything for everyone, too busy accumulating all the world's wealth to worry about North Korea for now. Why does the United States have to police China's backyard. It's no longer 1950. The United States cannot afford any longer to police the world. The big picture has gotten too big and too expensive for the United States to control alone.
Let's just be another player on the world stage. Concerned yes, humanitarian aid always; obsessed with controlling everything and everyone no. Avoid foreign entanglements America.
fiction
edward w pritchard
Avoid foreign entanglements America.
The United States continues to police the world, far away in Asia. China drives up the price of everything for everyone, too busy accumulating all the world's wealth to worry about North Korea for now. Why does the United States have to police China's backyard. It's no longer 1950. The United States cannot afford any longer to police the world. The big picture has gotten too big and too expensive for the United States to control alone.
Let's just be another player on the world stage. Concerned yes, humanitarian aid always; obsessed with controlling everything and everyone no. Avoid foreign entanglements America.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
the fallen leader-part 2
the fallen leader-part 2
fiction
edward w pritchard
see part 1
scratched his calf muscle, and drifted off to sleep. His last thought was he would not be rich in America, like he had been at home, but he would be comfortable. He wouldn't have to work, he now had several hundred thousand dollars in an American bank account. Maybe he would write a book, or just sit at a swimming pool and drink, early retirement American style.
Surprisingly, Thu was the only person of his party on this plane. Or, maybe not surprising for America was a big place, and there were hundreds of flights daily. The US state department would mix up the flights so his companions would dissolve and the network Thu had developed in twenty five years together in politics would disappear.
There were lines when he landed and Thu learned he was to be given a brief physical by US customs at the New York airport. After that he would transfer to a flight to Ohio. Thu didn't find his contact and decided to resign himself that he was no longer priviledged so to speak.
Two hours later a much red faced and agitated Thu took a few brief breaths and tried to think calmly. He was on a plane back to his County non-stop and as soon as he landed he would be unceremoniously killed. He had been recognized when he boarded this plane home.
The Americans were so inefficient. There had been no-one to help when the bored Doctor at the airport had found on him a minor skin disease, impatago, on the left calf of his leg. He was refused permission to enter the US airport.
Thu had called his contact in America but got his answering machine twice before he was put on another plane home by American homeland security. He was going back to his homeland and his death. Thu who was analytical tried to decide if his contact had sold him out. The money in the American Bank would be tempting.
Thu did not believe in metaphysical explanations. He didn't contemplate if Karma or chance had intervened in his life. He was more inclined to think the Americans were just bumblers.
fiction
edward w pritchard
see part 1
scratched his calf muscle, and drifted off to sleep. His last thought was he would not be rich in America, like he had been at home, but he would be comfortable. He wouldn't have to work, he now had several hundred thousand dollars in an American bank account. Maybe he would write a book, or just sit at a swimming pool and drink, early retirement American style.
Surprisingly, Thu was the only person of his party on this plane. Or, maybe not surprising for America was a big place, and there were hundreds of flights daily. The US state department would mix up the flights so his companions would dissolve and the network Thu had developed in twenty five years together in politics would disappear.
There were lines when he landed and Thu learned he was to be given a brief physical by US customs at the New York airport. After that he would transfer to a flight to Ohio. Thu didn't find his contact and decided to resign himself that he was no longer priviledged so to speak.
Two hours later a much red faced and agitated Thu took a few brief breaths and tried to think calmly. He was on a plane back to his County non-stop and as soon as he landed he would be unceremoniously killed. He had been recognized when he boarded this plane home.
The Americans were so inefficient. There had been no-one to help when the bored Doctor at the airport had found on him a minor skin disease, impatago, on the left calf of his leg. He was refused permission to enter the US airport.
Thu had called his contact in America but got his answering machine twice before he was put on another plane home by American homeland security. He was going back to his homeland and his death. Thu who was analytical tried to decide if his contact had sold him out. The money in the American Bank would be tempting.
Thu did not believe in metaphysical explanations. He didn't contemplate if Karma or chance had intervened in his life. He was more inclined to think the Americans were just bumblers.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
the fallen leader
the fallen leader
part 1
fiction
edward w pritchard
The back of his leg had began to itch when he was on the plane, but that was of little concern to Thu after the whirl of events of the last three days.
Thu was a high ranking official of the fallen party that had just fled his Country to America. The Americans had lost the prolonged skirmish in his Country and the final exit for Thu and the 500 or so officials was chaotic and terrifying. No one knew for sure who had gotten away; and the exit had involved machine gun fire, car chases and helicopter rides.
Now Thu was safely over the Oceans on a 747 headed for his new life in America. He began to relax. The American State department had arranged for him to start a new life in America, in New Worthington Ohio, and Thu was only four or five hours from American soil.
Thu closed his eyes,
end part 1
part 1
fiction
edward w pritchard
The back of his leg had began to itch when he was on the plane, but that was of little concern to Thu after the whirl of events of the last three days.
Thu was a high ranking official of the fallen party that had just fled his Country to America. The Americans had lost the prolonged skirmish in his Country and the final exit for Thu and the 500 or so officials was chaotic and terrifying. No one knew for sure who had gotten away; and the exit had involved machine gun fire, car chases and helicopter rides.
Now Thu was safely over the Oceans on a 747 headed for his new life in America. He began to relax. The American State department had arranged for him to start a new life in America, in New Worthington Ohio, and Thu was only four or five hours from American soil.
Thu closed his eyes,
end part 1
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