Sunday, January 20, 2019



Donald Trump's Amerikkka




Video Shows MAGA-Clad Teenagers Harassing,
Mocking Native American Vietnam Vet


A shocking video that has quickly sparked outrage online shows how a group of teenagers wearing “Make America Great Again” hats mocked and harassed a Native American elder at the Indigenous Peoples March in D.C. on Friday. The videos posted online show how the teenagers surrounded and proceeded to ridicule Nathan Phillips as he sang the American Indian Movement Song at the Lincoln Memorial. In a particularly galling moment of the video, a boy stands right in front of Phillips with a smug grin plastered on his face while others behind him clap and jeer as they cheer him on. Phillips is a Native American elder of the Omaha tribe and a Vietnam veteran, according to Indian Country Today.
"It was getting ugly"
In an interview Saturday, Phillips, 64, said he felt threatened by the teens and that they swarmed around him as he and other activists were wrapping up the march and preparing to leave.

Phillips, who was singing the American Indian Movement song that serves as a ceremony to send the spirits home, said he noticed tensions beginning to escalate when the teens and other apparent participants from the nearby March for Life rally began taunting the dispersing indigenous crowd.

Phillips said a few people in the March for Life crowd began to chant, “Build that wall, build that wall,” though such chants are not audible on video.

“It was getting ugly, and I was thinking: ‘I’ve got to find myself an exit out of this situation and finish my song at the Lincoln Memorial,’ ” Phillips recalled. “I started going that way, and that guy in the hat stood in my way, and we were at an impasse. He just blocked my way and wouldn’t allow me to retreat.”

Phillips kept drumming and singing, thinking about his wife, Shoshana, who died of bone marrow cancer nearly four years ago, and the various threats that face indigenous communities around the world, he said.

“I felt like the spirit was talking through me,” Phillips said.

The encounter generated a wave of outrage on social media less than a week after President Trump made light of the 1890 Wounded Knee massacre of several hundred Lakota Indians by the U.S. Cavalry in a tweet intended to mock Sen. Elizabeth Warren (D-Mass.), whom Trump derisively calls Pocahontas. (Read more)
The same Catholic Diocese that apologized to Native American Vietnam War veteran Nathan Phillips after video showed MAGA hat-wearing students from Covington Catholic High School in Kentucky chanting “build that wall!” and making racist tomahawk chops and war whoops on Friday, also banned openly gay valedictorian Christian Bales’ speech at the High School of the Holy Cross last May, reports the New York Times.
In May 2018, the Roman Catholic Diocese of Covington said of Bales: “School officials and representatives of the Diocese of Covington reserve the right to review and approve all student speeches to be presented in public at high school graduations.” (Read more)



Humanitarian Crisis: The Right Cure Is Coming.


















Il entra dans le café où ils se retrouvaient.
C'est ici que son ami lui avait dit trois mois plus tôt,
"Nous sommes sans le sou. Deux pauvres types, voilà
ce que nous sommes, réduits à des troquets minables.
Autant te le dire en face, toi et moi, ça ne peut plus
durer comme ça. Un autre, oui, me fait des avances".
L'autre lui avait promis deux costumes et quelques
mouchoirs de soie. Pour le reconquérir
il remua ciel et terre, et emprunta vingt livres.
Il se remit avec lui à cause des vingts livres ;
mais en raison aussi de leur vieille amitié,
de leur ancien amour, de leur attachement profond.
"L'autre" était un menteur, un authentique voyou ;
Il lui avait fait faire un seul costume, et encore
celui-ci de mauvaise grâce, après mille supplications.
Mais il n'a maintenant plus besoin de costumes,
et plus besoin du tout de mouchoirs de soie,
ni même de vingt livres, ni même de vingt piastres.
On l'a enterré dimanche, à dix heures du matin.
On l'a enterré dimanche, il n'y a pas une semaine.
Sur son pauvre cercueil, il lui a mis des fleurs,
de ces belles fleurs blanches qui allaient si bien
à la beauté de son visage et à ses vingt-deux ans.
Quand il revint le soir, pour une affaire urgente
concernant son gagne pain, dans ce même café où
ils se retrouvaient : un poignard dans son coeur,
ce sinistre café où ils se retrouvaient.

- Constantin Cavafis, Poèmes (1929)



He went inside the cafe where they used to sit together.
It was here, three months ago, that his friend told him:
"We're completely broke -so hard up, the two of us,
that we're stuck with the cheapest places.
I can't go around with you any more -it's no use hiding the fact.
I've got to tell you, somebody else is after me."
The "somebody else" had promised him two suits, some silk handkerchiefs.
He himself, to get his friend back,
went through hell rounding up twenty pounds.
His friend came back to him for the twenty pounds-
but along with that, for their old intimacy,
their old love, for the deep feeling between them.
The "somebody else" was a liar, a real bum:
he'd ordered only one suit for his friend,
and that under pressure, after much begging.
But now he doesn't want the suits any longer,
he doesn't want the silk handkerchiefs at all,
or twenty pounds, or twenty piastres even.
Sunday they buried him, at ten in the morning.
Sunday they buried him, almost a week ago.
He laid flowers on his cheap coffin,
lovely white flowers, very much in keeping
with his beauty, his twenty-two years.
When he went to the cafe that evening-
he happened to have some vital business there-
to that same cafe where they used to go together,
it was a knife in his heart,
that dead cafe where they used to go together.

- Constantine P. Cavafy, Poems (1929)

Friday, January 18, 2019






When it's urgent. So urgent.


"Dupont & Dupond, you are needed."

Tuesday, January 15, 2019



Tout compte fait, tout bien considéré, même si je suis athée,
je crois que ma place -- la seule et unique -- est au Vatican.

Jules César : Ce garde, il ne s'entraîne pas sérieusement, il mérite d'être puni. César est sévère mais juste ! Un certain laisser-aller à l'entraînement mérite un châtiment, mais pas l'arène ! Tu le mettras de garde, la nuit.
L'officier : Il sera fait selon ta volonté, puissant César. Cet homme sera de garde, de nuit, pendant une semaine, à la porte nord, là où c'est le plus pénible !
César : C'est toi qui es pénible ! Je veux qu'on le châtie, mais pas trop durement ! Tu le mettras de garde, la nuit prochaine... à la porte de ma chambre.
L'officier : (Incrédule) Ah bon ?...
Le consul Démétrius : (Se rapprochant de l'officier, à voix basse) Discute pas et fais ce qu'on te dit... Et tu prévoiras quelqu'un pour le remplacer au cas où il s'absenterait durant la nuit.
L'officier : (Ricanant) Ah ! Il manquerait plus que ça !
Le consul Démétrius : (Menaçant) Plus con que toi, c'est dur à trouver. Alors fais ce qu'on te dit, sinon tu vas te retrouver dimanche dans l'estomac d'un lion avant d'avoir compris ce qui t'arrive.
-- Extrait de "Deux heures moins le quart avant Jésus Christ", de Jean Yanne (1982)


Trump's epic fast food picture
is perfectly Trumpian



"We have everything that I like, that you like, and I know no matter what
 we did, there’s nothing you could have that’s better than that, right?" - D. Trump





Stacks of Quarter Pounders and chicken nuggets flanked by two gold-plated candelabra. Trump, in a formal black winter coat, holding his hands gleefully over the food while Abraham Lincoln's portrait looks on from above.
On Monday night, President Donald Trump hosted the Clemson University football team at the White House to celebrate the team's victory in the national college playoffs. Because of the government shutdown, Trump decided to pay, out of pocket, for a boatload worth of fast food to feed the players. And just before the team arrived, this photo was taken.









600 hamberders, 300 freedom fries, 300 covfefe's, and a diet Coke.
And we'll make Taco Bell pay for it all.




"If it's American, I like it. It's all American stuff. ... But it's good stuff and we have the national champion team, as you know, Clemson Tigers. And they had a fantastic game against Alabama and they're all here. They're right outside the room and I think we're going to let you see them. But I'll bet you, as much food as we have — we have pizzas, we have 300 hamburgers, many, many french fries, all of our favorite foods. I want to see what's here when we leave, because I don't think it's going to be much. The reason we did this is because of the shutdown. We want to make sure that everything is right, so we sent out, we got this. And we have some wonderful people working in the White House. They helped us out with this."








A New Low Every Day





"I ordered hamberders, you guys!"

Sunday, January 13, 2019

Saturday, January 12, 2019



Sons & Sinners








Wednesday, January 09, 2019














Put garbage where it belongs.











Tuesday, January 08, 2019




"I like these cold, grey winter days.
Days like these let you savor a bad mood."



Monday, January 07, 2019



All photos by WIESMAYER Photography (website)

















Le coup d'état permanent.