Biden’s social policies are in direct conflict with the principles and conduct of every revered figure of human compassion and worth that the world has ever known.
His Doctrine holders have overturned the “melting pot” and installed a theocracy: “Everybody’s different; and should be treated differently — for the Greater Good — and WE will decide where and in what way that should be done.”
I have no respect, and no trust, for a government that operates without principles, and in secret, and for an end only they can shape.
All roads lead to Cornithaca . . . and down the drain. The proof is now in Cornithaca County.
This book will help you keep on top of things until we reach bottom.
A few years ago, I was awarded a Professional Development Course for artists. Part of the homework was to write an Artist Statement. I worked and worked; polishing an eliminating, until I only had the kernel that was “me.” When I read it out; I was told: “That’s what everyone would say.”
I got tired of being known as just “Doug,” or “Oh, him,” or “If he’s coming; I’m not going,” and decided to remake my image — “Doug the Beloved” [the guy who used to be just “him.”] I was just about to announce this, when there was a Pandemic and the bar was closed — why does this sort of thing always happen to me?
February 23, 2021
This series of bumper stickers will tie into a number of themes in the book. I use the COVID-19 pandemic as a social tool; an acid test that can reveal more by what it doesn’t affect then what it does. It reveals a glaring lack of compassion in a state whose governor places political doctrine and self-serving policy making above human worth. • In his daily executive updates; Cuomo always has a phrase — never featured; just a tag-line to a bunch of statistics. • “Sadly, we lost 57 New Yorkers to the virus.” “Sadly, we lost 61 New Yorkers to the virus.” “Sadly, we lost 49 New Yorkers to the virus.” New York’s unidentified elderly. • No more important than dripping faucet. An annoying background noise to the political agenda that eventually gets shut out by the brain. • I started to add them up. 6,047 since January 13th — 6,047 Human Beings. Maybe 6,100 by tomorrow. Drip . . . drip . . . drip . . .