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Summer Reading

Published April 7, 2018 by Nan Mykel

What’s going on here?

What’s that you’re reading, dear?

Must be good or you’d not lose

your brand new patent leather shoes.

 

Image from Google via Vivian Zems “Smell the Coffee”

End of the Dream for d’Verse

Published April 7, 2018 by Nan Mykel

Can’t pick up rocks no more

’cause something’s under there

just a-waiting to suck your blood

and pull out all your hair.

 

Can’t trust nuttin’ any more

It’s all rotted through

The young’uns won’t never know

how wishes might come true.

 

 

Jill McCabe, Wife Of Fired FBI McCabe By Presidential Tweet, Tells All

Published April 3, 2018 by Nan Mykel

Sorry, I had to share more mess on the carpet.

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In Mrs. McCabe’s own words, she tells us about the nightmare she and her former FBI husband Andrew McCabe with 21 years of honorable service, have lived through while being on constant attack for over a year by the US President Donald J Trump and his republican cronies.

Excerpts:

On April 2, 2018, Jill McCabe for the Washington Post penned the following op-ed piece, “Jill McCabe: The president attacked my reputation. It’s time to set the record straight.”

Excerpts:

“I am an emergency room pediatrician and an accidental politician — someone who never thought much about politics until I was recruited to run for state office after making a statement about the importance of expanding Medicaid. That decision — plus some twisted reporting and presidential tweets — ended up costing my husband, Andrew, his job and our family a significant portion of his pension my husband had worked hard for…

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Kinda Preachy?

Published April 3, 2018 by Nan Mykel

While continuing my discard trip through ages of hoarding the written word, I’m about to discard the following, but cheating and saving it here:

The majority of people are born with one head, two arms and two legs. They have two eyes, two ears, one nose and mouth.  But there across-the-board similarities appear to stop. (Of course they stopped with the first sentence in some who have had to struggle from birth with physical differences).

Inside, however, great differences can and do exist. Our nighttime dreams are unique to us, as are our combination of innate temperaments, our perceptions, intellectual potential, educational and family environments, and our genes. (Scientists have even identified a gene for “happiness.”)

It is natural to assume that most of us are as alike inside as outside. We begin to feel different soon after exposure to other children, however.  Temperamental differences are one example. With age, some children learn to hide their unique differences; differences which appear unique to themselves; differences which are viewed negatively by others.

Become aware of your feelings as you read the following: cross-eyed, epileptic, club-footed, hare-lipped, retarded, crippled, senile, pock-marked, abused, victim, bow-legged, leper, old nag, brain-damaged, psychotic, neurotic… I wonder if the feelings differ if you’re inside one of these categories or outside.  Probably not, because we soak up society’s perception of us. You think, therefore I am.

Eric Berne developed the concept of life scripting, in which people assume the scripts and characteristics that others expect from them, early in life. Some people start out physically and mentally healthy, but along the way are shamed into dis-ease.*

When we feel diminished, we are diminished. When we feel shame, we are shamed. The carpet of our life rolls out until the ragged end unless we can somehow intercept its path.

*Of course, our parents play a big role in this

 

 

Howl — a prose poem

Published April 2, 2018 by Nan Mykel

No No No I roar

Don’t continue closing

that car door!

My pinkie was entjrapped

in the Cry-sler’s rear closure.

I tried to maintain

my adult composure

Today my little pinkie is

no longer rose

but it helped write a poem

excusingly prose.

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