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You’re either with us, or against us. It’s not a question.

I lost friends eight years ago to Clinton Derangement Syndrome, or more accurately a number of this venue who had previously enjoyed my respect no longer enjoyed that respect. It’s happening again. It was bad eight years ago, now it’s downright republican. And may well end my wavering towards the democrat if Sanders tops the ticket, and result in a stoic resolution to not vote the democrat even if Bernie tops the ticket.

It was bad eight years ago, today it is downright republican.

Writes a letter to the editor, rips The Oregonian a new blowhole…

The Oregonian’s A1 headline on Sunday, Jan. 17, “Effort to free federal lands,” is inaccurate and irresponsible. The article that follows it is a mere mouthpiece for the scofflaws illegally occupying public buildings and land, repeating their lies and distortions of history and law.

Ammon Bundy and his bullyboys aren’t trying to free federal lands, but to hold them hostage. I can’t go to the Malheur refuge now, though as a citizen of the United States, I own it and have the freedom of it. That’s what public land is: land that belongs to the public — me, you, every law-abiding American. The people it doesn’t belong to and who don’t belong there are those who grabbed it by force of arms, flaunting their contempt for the local citizens.

Those citizens of Harney County have carefully hammered out agreements to manage the refuge in the best interest of landowners, scientists, visitors, tourists, livestock and wildlife. They’re suffering more every day, economically and otherwise, from this invasion by outsiders.

Instead of parroting the meaningless rants of a flock of Right-Winged Loonybirds infesting the refuge, why doesn’t The Oregonian talk to the people who live there?

Ursula K. Le Guin
Northwest Portland

Award-winning author Ursula K. Le Guin has lived in Oregon for more than half a century, and has regularly visited the region surrounding the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge for 45 years.

Those bozos have been asked to leave, and would do well to get the fuck out before the locals take matters into their own. Haven’t hanged anybody out there since nineteen sixty-two.

I first saw The Eagles when they were opening for Credence Clearwater Revival, as Linda Ronstadt’s backup band. I’ll not add to the All Eagles All The Time marking the loss of Glenn Frey other than to say that this is going to continue to happen with perhaps alarming frequency as we continue to age, and as a product of mid-fifties promiscuous pregnancy and mid-sixties serial southern California divorce, of a Unique Generation whose parents didn’t do any favors, The Eagles have pretty much been the soundtrack to my life.

Go in Peace Old Friend, you can check out any time you’d like…

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So put down the Ambien, Prozac, Viagra and crotch-shots on Fox Kool-Aid and turn off the television because anthropogenic changes to the atmosphere in aggregate are reflected locally as an amplification of what would otherwise be “normal” weather: extreme weather. For example, here our “normal” is nice, and of late “extremely nice”. However, when we do experience what would normally be nasty weather it is ” extremely ” nasty.

All of this has been anticipated.

Loons that have taken over a bird sanctuary.

The media in aggregate – corporate and internet – needs to stop treating these bozos like they’re anything more than two-bit punks musketsvandalizing what amounts to a tourist kiosk that’s closed for the winter. It isn’t the Alamo, all these pukes had to do was bust out a window and open the door. Not even burglary, breaking and entering.

Told to piss off, they are vandalizing a place pretty much everyone on The Oregon High Desert has a stake in. They’re just a bunch of snot-nosed white punks on dope throwing a tantrum because they didn’t get their way.

Go ahead, point your little popgun at the US Army.

Stupid squaws, your kind isn’t welcome here.

A tourist kiosk, that’s closed for winter? That’s it!?

ROTFLMAO

Less than sufficiently evolved, less than human, bow down to gods.

Human Beings, do not.

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From Eureka California to Eureka Montana!

There is nothing east of The Rockies we need.

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The “debate” on climate change is over. I have often suggested a twenty-first century variation of Pascal’s Wager: If I am wrong, if the climate is not changing, the world not warming to in-habitability in my grand-childrens’ and sooner than I care to think great-grandchildren’s generation, I don’t lose a bloody damned thing.  If you, the denier, are wrong, we all lose… our grand-children and great-grandchildren lose, the only atmosphere we know of we can live in.

End of the road, way of the dinosaurs… mass extinction. Do you want to take that bet?

Perhaps I can make it a bit simpler for you, or perhaps former California Governor Arnold Schwarzenegger, Action Hero, Conan the Barbarian, Terminator, Predator Killer, Kindergarten Cop, at the climate conference in France last week, can make it simpler for your kindergarten minds:

There are two doors. Behind Door Number One is a completely sealed room, with a regular, gasoline-fueled car. Behind Door Number Two is an identical, completely sealed room, with an electric car. Both engines are running full blast.

Pick a door to open, and enter the room and shut the door behind you. You have to stay in the room you choose for one hour. You cannot turn off the engine. You do not get a gas mask.

Do you want to take that bet?

If I’m wrong, I lose something but I forget what it is. And don’t give a shit. If you’re wrong, we lose the planet and all of our grandkids die.

Do you want to take that bet?

You’re either with us, or against us.

It’s not a question.

Thirty-five years ago today Dick Cheney and the evolving Fascist government of the Untied States of “America” assassinated popular singer songwriter John Lennon for no more than asking we Give Peace a Chance.

Though for years, I no longer harbor the sentiment expressed above.

Violence is not the last resort of the inept, it is simply the last resort.

Fuck all y’all.

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