BIDEN’S RUNNNG MATE

Who is needed as Biden’s running mate ?

A woman

Why a woman?

The female perspective

The female vote

A young woman
Why a young woman?

Biden is anything but young

The young vote

A young woman of
African American or Hispanic descent
Why of African American or Hispanic descent?

The  minority perspective

The minority vote

Even more to the point, why not sweep through our nation in hopes of selecting a young woman of mixed heritage, who being a blend of the African American and Hispanic experience, understands the unmet needs of both cultures, first hand?

Seriously—if situations get better or worse but they don’t stay the same then our planet’s on-going crises proves to be crazy on so many fronts that our next president elect or his/her running mate must have earned a doctorate in the psychology of conflict resolution in hopes of jump starting our nation’s stalled sense of progress toward change for the better concerning every aspect of life that no longer makes sense.

And if this young woman of African American/Hispanic descent emulates William James, she’ll get my vote for certain—why?  Because the free (?) world is in dire need of feeling newly inspired by ideological leadership subscribing to the philosophical movement of pragmatism as well as the psychological movement of functionalism as was true of Henry’s brother, Bill.

William James (1842-1910) was an American philosopher and psychologist, known to be the first educator to offer a psychology course in the United States suggestive of his belief (concurrent with mine) that info concerning our brain functions is so vital to the well being of humankind as to be taught to and absorbed by the populous at large.

Quoting James:
“We are spinning our own fates, good or evil, never to be undone.”

“Action may not always bring happiness, but there is no happiness without action.” 

“The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.”

“We are like islands in the sea, separate on the surface but connected in the deep.”

“The stream of thought flows on; but most of its segments fall into the bottomless abyss of oblivion. Of some, no memory survives the instant of their passage. Of others, it is confined to a few moments, hours or days.”

“When you get into the central stations, it's carnage, it's hot, it's sweaty and 
someone's going to lose their temper soon.”

I don’t know who I’m quoting here:

“James, being one of the leading thinkers of the late nineteenth century  is believed by many to be one of the most influential philosophers the United States has ever produced, while others have labeled him the ‘Father of American psychology’."

“Success or failure depends more upon attitude than upon capacity—successful men act as though they have accomplished or are enjoying something. Soon it becomes a reality. Act, look, feel successful, conduct yourself accordingly, and you will be amazed at the positive results.”

—William James

NEVER A DULL MOMENT IS KNOCKING AT MY DOOR—SHHHH—MAYBE IT WILL GO AWAY ...

Is it any wonder why I, being a Jewess, feel
Thankful for my grandparents’ decision to
Emigrate from persecution in Eastern Europe
Before the Nazi regime rose to power?
Is it any wonder that as an inquisitive child who’d
Asked countless questions, I grew up
Absorbing my grandmothers' stories describing
Drunken pogroms storming through their shtetls
(Tiny villages where Jews were forced to live), leaving
Loved ones ( men, women and children) beaten, raped or
Murdered as had proved commonplace for centuries before
Hitler’s SS made unmerciless sport of tossing terrified
Babies into the air for target practice while horror struck
Parents, eyes racked with indescribable pain, screamed to
No avail as their precious children fell lifeless to the ground
Please don’t tell me that God metes out naught that
We can’t handle, because stories like that have been filtering
Through my dreams ever since Trump’s lying hand was seen
Defiling the Bible when he was sworn into office more than
Two years back, so it’s plain to see why my brain has been
Releasing nightmares like the one that made me cry out
Last night, in which a pack of wild dogs, tigers and
Terrorists, looking down from above, held me hostage within
A slippery-sided gulch ( resembling massive holes excavated in
Places like Babi Yar by Jewish victims to serve as mass graves where
Thousands of old or ill or emaciated slaves were lined up
Gunned down and buried, some still alive, and perhaps
Today’s insight laden train of thought shines the spotlight of clarify
Upon the primary reason why I, who feel so grateful for
My daily life, have felt need to down migraine strength
Excedrin, every day, over these past several months, driving me to
Ask myself:  Has the bulk of my mental frustration with
Man’s inhumanity to man (intensified by trump’s
Remaining in office) grown so emotionally intolerable as to have
Been repressed?  And if that’s true then is repressed rage
Pounding away against my brain’s wall of denial by day until
Darkness swallows my persona’s lighthearted attitude, releasing my
Subconscious fear of being devoured by beastiality running
Rampant through my dreams as if an impending series of
Tornados is about to wreck havoc with my quest for
Peace of mind by night—not because I fear for the safekeeping of
My family’s religious affiliation (but because that proves true of
So many parents throughout our pain torn world, desperately
Seeking asylum in hopes of raising their children in a safe haven, because
No matter how we doctor it, inner conflict between personal  joy and
Unrelieved frustration concerning the personal safety of ‘others’ (whom
I consider sisters and brothers) is a bitch of a wrestling match to
House inside my head ... so though I seek inner balance, clarity
Concerning reality suggests that a lasting sense of peace of mind will not
Be mine until my processor designs a middle ground upon which
My primary inner conflict (between joy and frustration) can perch where
My inner problem solver, having absorbed a bird’s eye view over
Thr warring history of humankind perpetrated by the negative side of
Human nature can gain an expanded perspective over
Sound reason to truly relax my fixer, knowing that, as the future unfolds
Personal growth spurts will be propelled less often by m need to
Muster the courage to handle emotional eruptions of empathetic pain with
Heightening levels of maturity intact, more often by today’s self respectful
Evaluation of where I’ve been, where I’ve brought myself to as of today and
Where my intuitive intelligence plans to take myself, next until I actually
Retire The Herculean Attitude that certainly cannot heal our world’s
Broken strengths on my own, which is why my intuitive intelligence
Consistently reaches out to your intelligence in hopes of expanding
‘Our’ grassroots movement concerning global need to
Heighten self awareness to the ‘sameness’ that exists behind
Our rainbow skin tones (which proving surface in nature, suggest
That people are people wherever we go, and people who
Love people are the luckiest people in the world—as of today
Stats suggests that in more than eighty nations, folks
Like you and me absorb trains of thought that I feel compelled to
Send out into cyberspace close to every day—BTW—
My follow-up appointment with the neurologist, proved fruitful, though
Unfortunately, fruit picked before ripeness does not taste sweet
Suggestive of the fact that my EEG of several weeks back shows all is not
Well within my frontal lobe; however whatever is undergoing
This process of unexpected change remains unclear, so I’ll be scheduled for
An MRI and a battery of diagnostic tests, and if I’m repeating myself
Perhaps that’s a symptom of whatever is in need of repair, and being  that
That’s all I know for certain, right now, I’ll keep you abreast of 
Test results as they come in—hmmm—perhaps my angst-ridden reactions to
Trump’s atrocities (reined in, thank God by our branches of government)
Mixing with familial stories of persecution experienced in
Eastern Europe a century ago (along with natural every day concerns for
My family’s well being) do not make up the primary reasons for
Daily headache invasion, over recent months—though it’s still true that
The answers lie within my head, so with courage and patience intact—
Time will tell what’s going on inside my brain of which I’ve been consciously
Unaware—as to leaving you hanging midair, clarity, concerning
Reality, suggests that today’s intuitive train of thought can’t convey
Knowledge that is not yet mine, so just as I feel need to channel
A peaceful place inside my head in which to patiently await test results while
Hoping that all will be well that ends well, perhaps you’ll choose to
Relax concern for my safekeeping along with relaxing concern over
Personal, familial, national and global situations that
Remain beyond your immediate control to change for the better, as well
Otherwise, say hello to self induced craziness knocking on your frontal lobe’s
Screen door—as for me I'm proactively choosing to just say No Thank You to
Subconscious craziness based in inner conflict springing a leak, because
If there’s one thing our desire for a peaceful sense of human kindness does not
Need it’s more lunatics leaping into the ring threatening trump supporters with
A duel to the death—thank goodness my well practiced, ambidextrous 
Line of Control knows when to arise to the call of double duty, so as to
Row my boat consciously away from both fronts (the one we clearly
Face, today, and my subconscious leakage of yesteryear’s tears)—I mean
‘‘Tis more than enough to point our swords toward the front that’s made up of
A set of realistic anxieties, each of which may have need to be massaged on
A daily basis so as to forestall muscle tension from adding physical distress to
The hornets’ nest, which is unlike the naturally busy bee hive of my mind that
Offers up half filled cups of honey, which I plan to share once test results are
Known—so until then, you’ll hear my chosen attitude sing— 
Rain rain go away, I chose the desert where the sun invites us to
Come out to play most every day ... as for tonight—
I'll enjoy a sleepover with Ravi—Hooray for proactive planning!

A moment of heartfelt reflection concerning an act of loving kindness:

Over spring break our family enjoyed several days together at our time share on the west coast where my grandchildren enjoyed an afternoon craft session spent stuffing and clothing a plush animal (Build a Buddy).  When a little girl arrived too late to build a buddy of her own, Ravi, noting her crestfallen spirit, smiled and said:  You can help me color the tee shirt that I'm making for my elephant, and as one smile drew forth another, a friendship ensued ...
Do you know that every child in Germany and Poland studies the Holocaust before graduation?
How interesting is it that that's not true in the land of the brave and the free?
Fast forward seventy years after those horrific atrocities were committed by mankind against mankind and ask, along with me:  Are we still lacking the courage to admit that leadership in the USA chose blinders and earmuffs over brotherhood and compassion, knowing full well that genocide was taking place, not in uneducated, third world countries but throughout Europe, where the renaissance had thrived for centuries—while bloodbaths were not so secretly going on—
Good lord!  Time to swing my mind forward to tonight’s sleepover with a young brain that answered this question with a sweet, sparkling smile that ignited my own:
Ravi, are you going to miss your friends now that summer vacation has come?
No Gramma. I’m going to play with you, and when you’re busy, I’ll take swimming.  Gymnastics.  Ballet and singing. And having summed up her summer plans, Ravi finished up with one of her favorite expressions—“There you go!”
Lucky me, enjoying my golden years enriched by this charming sprite’s
Naturally contagious, utterly captivating, light-hearted spirit!

EVERY ASPECT OF LIFE (AND LOVE) HITS HIGHS AND LOWS

Have I ever mentioned that numbers of
Hits decrease whenever my think tank
Feels need to philosophize online only to
Increase automatically, dramatically
Each time my storyteller retrieves the pen?
Just goes to show that we’re never too old
To be tucked in at night with a tale that
Compels us to wonder what’s up, next, with
The main character, which no one expects ...
BTW—have I mentioned that last week
Saw me at another follow up appointment with
The neurologist who has been tracking
My brain functions beginning last
October when gibberish fell out of
My mouth though my processor could silently
Name every word that I’d planned to say?
As you can imagine, that experience, lasting several
Minutes, aroused my sense of intrigue’s need to
Reconcile my intelligence with understanding
A brain reaction as surreal as that, most especially
Because tests administered in the ER of our neurological
Hospital on that very day ruuled out a TIA, and though
I do not talk in tongues, it’s a good thing I’d not lived in
Salem when those, feeling bewitched, bothered and
Bewildered were charged with witchcraft and declared
Guilty if, having been hogtied, stuffed into body sacks and
Cast into the river (while ‘sane’ town folk watched
Witches—mainly women, whose intuitive powers were feared)
Failed to float up to the surface, and thus did innocence
Face death by drowning in the USA—just as ‘heretics’, tied to
Stakes in Spain, were set aflame in the name of Jesus Christ—
And let’s not forget Richard The Lionhearted, who’d led
His army of men on The Crusades where victors plundered
Victims whose religious beliefs differed from
The ‘the one true faith’, so when it comes to nations
Launching lunatics, who lead others to do God’s good work (which
includes pillaging, raping and murdering at will much more
Often than each next generation chooses to consciously recall)
I can see clearly, now, that trump’s red hats are no different from
Armies raised by our governing bodies in times past, for instance
Armies that torched Native American villages while
Congress broke every treaty made with tribal chiefs, who had
Naively held forth the peace pipe to pale faces whose
Tongues proved every bit as forked as is true of
Our current president, whose snakelike presence
Is not the first to defile The Sanctity of The Oval Office; however
As long as each next generation studies history to ace tests and
Then fails to learn from history repeating itself once childhood’s
Pop quizzes are left behind, then ‘never a dull moment’ will seem to
Fly in from out of the blue—again.  And again.  And again!
And thus do I come to see that though trump may be the worst
Example of egomaniacs elected to the highest office in
Our land of the brave and the free, he is by no means
The first elected official to besmirch the stellar reputation of
The USA as being the best safe haven on planet earth (unless
You were enslaved) in which to raise armies, whose
Main purpose is to ensure that a dictator like trump can’t
Wield the personal power to drag our nation back in time to
Those days when thirteen colonies bowed to the whims of
A king, whose Midas touch couldn’t care less about
The unmet needs of the people, many of whom had been
Brainwashed into believing that they’d anointed
A yellow haired, pale face whose lies are as easily
Cracked open as is true of the nutcases who, blinded by
Fear, anger and greed, follow his lead, and perhaps by
Seeing myself as an aging ant content with moving
Today’s portion of personal sustenance up to the top of
My familial anthill, I’ll devest my conscious mind of
Subconscious need to haul that deeply ropted
Rubber tree from one rest station to the next
And considering the fact that as birthdays add up
Energy decreases, that will be a welcome change, indeed!