A Year of New Beginnings

Begin Again

Happy New Year! A year of new beginnings for everyone!

It is simply astonishing how mother time literally ‘flies by’ from one day, to a week, to a month, to a new year.

In my opinion, a new year is a time to reflect on the past, and to welcome new beginnings.

Essentially, we all get to begin anew.

A Year of Reflection

As I reflect on 2022, it was a year filled with happiness, sorrow, success and loss.

Surgeries

I underwent three major surgeries and lived to tell the tale.

To be clear, I had a total hip replacement and got a new nose. But wait, that is only two surgeries.

Nose Job

As they say, why have one nose job when you can have two in one year. I opted for the latter choice and had a second nose job in one year.

Why? Why not? Like I have nothing better to do with my time or nose, than to have another surgery under general anesthesia. Omg! Why go on a vacation to Maui, if you can stay at home and have a second nose job surgery in a year.

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine I would have two nose jobs on my virginal 57 year old nose. Really. Like who would? Too bad my second surgery was not featured on the television show ‘Botched’.

I am pleased to say that at 58, the second nose job is the charm. I can finally, finally breathe and received the ‘shiksha goddess’ nose I always wished for.

And if you were wonderin’, a shiksha goddess’ nose is dainty, with a hint of royalty. A fantasy come true for this mama. This Gay is now a Queen.

I certainly never wish bad things on people, however, to the first Doctor who botched the first nose job: As my Grandma Sylvia would say, “…I hope you rot in hell”. And then she would spit on him. True, she would say that, and if the opportunity presented itself, would spit on him.  My Grandma Ida would have put a curse on him. Ahh, the gold ‘ole days. Vengeance was simple.

Hip Replacement Surgery

As for my new hip, I love it! Replacement body parts are the new fad!

However, too bad my new hip is not bionic. If it were, I could finally ski expert moguls in the back bowls of Vail, CO.

Blessings of Family

In addition to the annuls of 2022, I am blessed to witness and share in the lives of my children, grandchildren, niece, and my ‘adopted’ children. The love, the laughter, the arguing. Again, the simple pleasures of life.

Loss of a Forever Friend

However, with all the good times, comes the sad times. There has to be the yin and yang.

I lost my BFF, my Sistah from anotha’ motha’, Faith.

Faith

Faith passed away in the early morning hours of December 31, 2021. I lost a piece of my heart that day. I believe when someone you dearly love passes, you lose a part of yourself.

We were the same age; grew up on Long Island; and raised our children in the same town on the East End of Long Island. We shared the same values; both fearless and had a deep love of life and family.

The only difference was that Faith was always so goddamn mellow and chill. Quite the opposite of yours truly; I am akin to a hurricane rolling into town.

And that my friends is the yin and yang that forever binds us together.

Each day of 2022 represented a new day without Faith. Similar to fresh tracks in snow.

So I write about her to keep her memory alive, to literally ‘keep the faith’.

To be clear, Faith would not want another tear shed on her behalf; she would request that her daughters, husband, family and ‘Team Faith’ continue to move forward and embrace life. As I shall.

My heart will heal, and I too shall begin anew.

Cheers

I ask all of you to raise your proverbial glass to life. L’chaim to 2023!

Oh No! Botched Nose Job!

self-portrait January 2022

My word… it is true. I had a nose job a year ago, and it was ‘botched.’

I cannot believe this happened to me. As you all know, I have been sharing
my stories for almost two years now. However, this is one story I have been
reticent to disclose.

In fact, since I learned I would need to undergo a total septoplasty
revision surgery, I have not been able to write any articles. It has been that
upsetting for me.

Before the First Surgery

I realized I could not breathe properly through my nose for quite some time.
This posed a fairly significant problem for me, as it would for any person. About
a year ago, I was advised by a physician that elective septoplasty surgery
would enable me to breathe properly through my nose.

Yes, it was that important for me to achieve unencumbered, optimal oxygen
intake through my nose. Seriously.

To this day, I yearn to breathe properly through my nose.

To be clear, this was not a cosmetic surgical procedure. The surgeon
informed me the shape of my nose would not be altered; it would remain the
same.

However, the surgeon told me that after the surgery, ‘I would have a regal
nose’. Upon reflection, and when I look at my reflection in the mirror, I have
no idea what that statement meant. And what I wound up with, certainly is not
‘regal’.

And if you were wondering, the surgeon was highly recommended by another doctor.

My Botched Surgery

I will not share the ‘nitty-gritty’ details of the first surgery. Although, the
post-operative pain was excruciating.

Moreover, after the surgery, I never breathed properly through my
re-constructed nose.

Despite repeated calls and office visits to the surgeon, I was told
‘everything was fine’.

I even told the surgeon that ‘I thought there was something inside my nose
that was obstructing my breathing’. The surgeon continued to assure me that ‘everything
was fine’.

The Truth Revealed

Two months ago, I was examined and subsequently treated by a different
physician, who not only diagnosed me as suffering from a chronic staph
infection in my nose, but also observed something that was ‘growing out of the
surgical sutures’ in my nose. This physician confirmed something was
obstructing my breathing.

Clearly, everything was not fine.

Revision Surgery

In three weeks I will undergo revision surgery and am hopeful my breathing
will be restored. In addition, corrective cosmetic surgery will ‘clean up’ the
shape of my nose, which was negatively affected from the first surgery.

My goal is to chronicle my experience through my blog. I am absolutely,
unequivocally dreading this surgery. The first surgery was simply too painful
and traumatic. The thought of undergoing this procedure is overwhelming.

However, I want to share my botched surgery experience for other people to
learn from.

It is my hope that by chronicling this second surgery, I will find some
closure.

Scary Aging Eyes

Dark under eye bags!

Dark Under Eye Bags

I have a real scary tale to share with y’all. And if ya don’t wanna hear it, I don’t care. Boo! Go away!

However, Sistahs you may want to hear about the morning I woke up with the puffiest under eye bags! Shiat! You know what I am talkin’ about!

Omg… I woke up this morning, which is always a good thing. Right?

Any hoo, marched straight to the bathroom… Hey now, don’t forget the simple pleasure of being able to get out of bed to take your mornin’ tinkle. My word, you are all so harsh!

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

And then I looked into the mirror. Oy! I was aghast at what I saw! I had no idea who was looking back at me in the mirror.

And that chick was not the fairest of them all.

To my chagrin, it was me I was lookin’ at. What happened? I just don’t know…

I went to bed as a 58 year old hot mama and woke up as a lukewarm mama. Oy vey! So tragic!

It was the morning of Halloween, and I was not wearing a costume. Repeat, no costume.

Can we talk? Who is wearing a costume at 4:00 in the morning? Well, then again, maybe some peeps, but not me!

On the other hand, it would have been great if it were a costume…and I could simply peel off the old crepey wrinkly skin and emerge as Ms. America! You betcha baby!

Alas, that was not the case.

Puffy Under Eye Bags

Like really, you may not care, but I had this puffy ‘thang’ happenin’ under my eyes – I suppose that is what is known as a ‘bag under your eyes’. And to add insult to injury, the bags were dark, and come in pairs. Of course these bags want to be loud and proud. As y’all know, aging is not subtle. It is akin to a bull in a china shop.

And to make matters worse, it wasn’t even a designer bag like Louis Vuitton.

Deflate Bag!

The under eye bags would not flatten.

Excuse me Sistahs – just so ya know, I desperately tried to flatten those suckers with my fingers to no avail. Those bags (of course they come in pairs) prominently sat under my eyes, like a fluffy pillow. The shame of it all.

However, that ain’t no fluffy pillow. More like some shiat that sprung outa nowhere under my eyes. So sad.

Old Lady Eyes

Sistahs, I ask y’all: is this the beginning of the end?

Will I wake up tomorrow and find wrinkles under my eyes? (shhh… I already have a few).

Beverly Hills Plastic Surgeon

I ask my Sistahs: Has the time come for me to see a plastic surgeon? There must be a Beverly Hills Hotline for help with under eye dark bags. If not Beverly Hills, where can a girl get any type of emotional support for aging?

Does anyone care about women over 50? Anyone? Anyone?

What Aging Delight is Next?

Will the skin on my arms become flabby, saggy? (Oh shiat, no not that!).

Will my neck start to look like a turkey gobbler? Ya know what I am talkin’ bout – when your neck can sway back and forth in the wind!

According to my ‘ole mama , she said “Gay, you shall not succumb to that fate, because you have your father’s neck”. By the by, Mama says that was ‘the only good thang I got from my father.’ Well, at least I got one good thing from my Daddy.

Halloween

Fortunately, it is Halloween, and I don’t need a costume.

Hamptons Summer, Farewell

end of Hamptons summer

The Hamptons summer is over. Another chapter scribbled into to the comic book of life and Dan’s Papers.

The official conclusion of a Hamptons summer is marked by the Tuesday after Labor Day, known as ‘Tumbleweed Tuesday’.

end of hamptons summer tumbleweeds

Do I have to explain everything? The rest of the stragglers, hanger ‘onners roll outa’ here as if they were tumbleweeds! Hence the phrase ‘Tumbleweed Tuesday’. Oy vey!

We local folk are like, thank you, and leave now! We had enough of the traffic, the attitude (‘tude’), crowds, yada yada yada.

And Just Like That…

And just like that, summer is over. So sad. Not really.

When the summer peeps roll out of the Hamptons, it is like loosing your bloat after a menstrual cycle.

Girlfriends, ya know what I am talkin’ ‘bout! It’s like hallelujah, I can finally fit in those pants again!

Now that summer peeps are ensconced in NYC, I can finally score a dinner reservation at the posh restaurant Bistro Ete and make a left hand turn onto Montauk Highway.

Thank you summer peeps for not being here!

Hamptons Summer Memories

As I reflect on my summer of 2022, here are just a few quintessential Hamptons moments I will share with y’all.

COVID, Hamptons Summer Style

Well, we all thought COVID was over, but I got COVID in June. Despite getting four vaccines, having a great immune system, still got it.

That she-devil COVID decided to hang out with me in the Hamptons for the better part of the summer. You know what I am talking about. I am cool with any guest staying a few days, but for several weeks with no end in sight? COVID knows no boundaries.

COVID is a horrible house guest. That girl is a user and a taker. She sapped all the energy from me… I was exhausted from hosting her. She just barged into my life, unannounced. What a Biatch! She used me to stay in the glamorous Hamptons for a summer experience. Her plan was to invade the Hamptons and party every night. Boy, that girl has big balls!

Not on my watch Sistah! I caught her right away, and never let her out of the house.

And I ask you…Why me? I did everything for her. Let her sleep as long as she needed; did not ask her to help around the house; and I fed her great meals. And you ask, what did she do for me? That biatch gave me post-COVID migraine headaches that promptly started every day, for several weeks at 5pm. NO cocktails for Gay. I was drowning my pain and agony in Excedrin for Migraine Headaches with Advil chasers.

That Biatch finally lost her hold on me…and she packed up and left. I was just shy of getting an exorcism.

Share the Hamptons Summer Roads

Nobody, no one shares the road during a Hamptons Summer. Cyclists, bicycle riders, runners, joggers, walkers and cars do not share the road. It is all about ‘me me me’, losing weight, and fittin’ into that speedo.

Who knew the Hamptons attracted so many weekend warriors who take to the streets! The sheer number of fitness enthusiasts are staggering! So many Hamptons peeps are passionate about breaking a sweat. Go figure…

There are the fitness peeps – the runners (not joggers) and the cyclists (not bike riders). The runners and cyclists are athletes – they are on a mission. They are determined to get their mileage logged in for the day. They are on the road early, so as to avoid getting hit by a car. Smart.

The bike riders, who I fondly call ‘idiots on bikes’, and the walkers, are herded together side by side as if they were in a parade. They pretend to be blissfully ignorant of the line-up of Range Rovers, Ferraris and Bentleys trailing behind them.

Just a battle of egos… these are the same peeps who did not share their toys in Kindergarten. I did not like them then, and I don’t like them now.

Bid Adieu

On Tumbleweed Tuesday, we bid a fond adieu to our neighbors. The Hamptons roads are less congested, which is such a relief. However, the skies are filled with helicopters akin to taxis, taking all the summer folks back to the city. And of course the flight pattern is over my house.

Excuse me? Drive back to NYC in all that traffic with the peasants?

See y’all next summer!

Honey, Who Shrunk the Toilet Paper?

So small… (credit: miniadventures)

I am a victim of ‘Shrinkflation’.

According to Investopedia, “…Shrinkflation is the reduction in the size of a product in response to rising production costs or market competition. Rather than increase the price of a product, the company simply offers a smaller package for the same sticker price.”

And by the by, not only is the package smaller, but the price increased.

Gay’s definition of Shrinkflation: Pay more for less. Such a deal! NOT!

Charmin Ultra Soft Toilet Paper Super Mega Roll

About a month ago, I purchased at our local Super Market King Kullen, The Charmin Mega Roll. This was not one roll, but a humongous package of 18 rolls.  Definitely more toilet paper sheets than even I could go through in 3 days.

FYI, I have been buying Charmin for years…LOVE IT! I know, to love toilet paper. What can I say. One of the few pleasures in life.

A few days ago I had to replenish my supply of toilet paper. To be clear, I did not use all the paper, don’t blame me. We had a lot of guests visit, and quite frankly, it is shocking how much toilet paper people go through. And I thought I was bad! What a relief that I am not the sole reason for the destruction of the Amazon forest.

ToiletpaperGate

Let’s set the scene:  I am cruising down the Supermarket toilet paper aisle with my shopping cart, looking for my beloved Charmin Mega Roll. And then, my eyes gazed upon a Charmin Mega Roll package of toilet paper that was sitting on a shelf… I was in heaven! Sadly, to my chagrin, it was noticeably smaller and lighter than what I am accustomed to purchase. Back in the day, like a month ago, I needed a forklift to pick up my usual package of Charmin Mega Roll (kidding).

How dare Charmin do this to their followers! This oughta be a crime! Sadly, this does not even rise to the level of a parking ticket violation.

Who do I call to file a complaint? The head of the Federal Reserve, Jerome Powell? He talks about inflation all the time. I am sure he has first-hand knowledge of this scandal. You can be sure he’s been in the bathroom and reached for a roll of toilet paper…he’s just like us. Was the last person who used his bathroom kind enough to leave a sheet or two dangling from the carboard cylinder? Did they leave no toilet paper, because the rolls are too small?  Did they run out of toilet paper at his house too? Was he pissed off? (no pun intended).

The Ad says: Never Run Out!

Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I give you Exhibit ‘A’, a roll of Charmin Ultra Soft Toilet Paper Super Mega Roll. Charmin advertises “…1 Super Mega Roll = 6 Regular Rolls* so you never run out (*based on number of sheets in Charmin Regular Roll bath tissue)”.

Charmin also advertises that their Super Mega Roll is “…2X more absorbent so you can use less and rolls last you longer vs. the leading USA 1-ply bargain brand.”

Fascinating, right? So this means, we can use less toilet paper because Charmin is more absorbent. Tell it to the Judge, which is your derriere. In fact, Charmin states “…Holds up so your hands and behind keep clean while you go”. I promise you; I did not write this advertising spiel.  

I realize this is “TMI”: ‘Too Much Information’ for you all to absorb (no pun intended, thank you Charmin!).

As a matter of fact, Charmin is now hawking a new product called their ‘Forever Roll”. Really? Who do they think they are shiatting? (no pun intended).

I kid you not. Charmin says you can “…Go up to One Month before changing your roll*.” Oy vey Charmin! You are making me pee in my pants just laughing. Hold on, I gotta grab some toilet paper!

Charmin does have a caveat: The Forever Roll goes up to one month, “…BASED on 2 person household that typically uses one roll per month”. Excuse me, but I have no idea where Charmin got that information from. Was this from a survey of Martians on Mars? Do Martians even use a bathroom?

Did Charmin survey a family with children? Have you ever seen kids go through toilet paper? They put me to shame!

As an environmentally conscious pe-er, I do not apply unlimited amounts of toilet paper to my derriere. A roll only last for a few days. Nothing lasts forever…relationships, gift cards and toilet paper.

Dissapearflation

The reality is the toilet paper did not shrink in size; it is disappearing. Before we know it, a Pez Dispenser will be spitting out teeny tiny pellets of toilet paper. Oh Shit!

Dropped Uterus!

A Woman and her Cats

Dear Dr. Frankenstein,

I just learned a new fun fact about aging. Did you know that a woman’s uterus can drop? Like fall out of your body?

OMG, I almost peed in my pants when I heard this. Oh paleeze, don’t sound so surprised. As women age, at some point, everyone pees in the pants. Why? Because their bladder drops. Everything drops, tits, tushies. Name that body part and it drops. Not like manna from the heavens, just a mama ungracefully aging.

And by the by, men also don’t get a free piss, I mean pass from aging. They also pee in their pants as they age too.

But really, this is serious stuff. I found out about this dropped uterus ‘thang’ on the condition of anonymity. I swore to the person who told me, I would not tell a soul. Not anyone.

So, in the spirit of being moi, I shall write about this story and publish it in my blog.

However, to honor that li’l ole anonymity request, I would never, ever divulge the name of the person who told me this very personal story. I shan’t leave clues about their age, color of their hair, height, weight, or address. Because if I did, you can be sure that person would be really, really mad at me.

Trust me. I know that person all too well.

Uterine Prolapse

So…how do you know your uterus is dropping or has dropped?

The person who told me about their uterus, said they felt something literally ‘coming out’ of their special private parts. You know, the part that men don’t have.

Now here is the scary part…this is really not for the skeamish. According to my anonymous source, a self-examination felt, yes this person literally felt ‘down there,’ a penis growing. Really.

Well, now wait a gosh darn minute. Perception is 9/10’s of the law… this person perceived whatever was comin’ out down there, was a penis.

Back in the day, this anonymous person, in her younger years,  sashayed around town with a really  big set of balls. So the natural progression would be to grow a penis someday, am I not right?

What can you do? When the person went to the doctor, the first question posed was: ‘is it possible I am growing a penis?’ The Dr. ‘chuckled,’ and replied, ‘no, that is just your uterus.’ Well, girlfriends, what a relief, right? Nah.

And go figure… my sistahood knows all about this ‘dropped uterus’ thang.

Sistahs and Brothas, a dropped uterus is in fact a medical condition called Uterine Prolapse (not penis growth). According to the Mayo Clinic, “Uterine prolapse occurs when pelvic floor muscles and ligaments stretch and weaken and no longer provide enough support for the uterus. As a result, the uterus slips down into or protrudes out of the vagina. Uterine prolapse can occur in women of any age. But it often affects postmenopausal women who’ve had one or more vaginal deliveries.”

Oh, and if anyone has given birth to a ‘large baby,’ blame it on that damn kid…could just have caused uterus to drop.

Kids are the gift that keep giving.

Sistahs, this is just one more thing to look forward to.

Dropped Uterus!

Dear Dr. Frankenstein,

I just learned a new fun fact about aging. Did you know that a woman’s uterus can drop? Like fall out of your body?

OMG, I almost peed in my pants when I heard this. Oh paleeze, don’t sound so surprised. As women age, at some point, everyone pees in the pants. Why? Because their bladder drops. Everything drops, tits, tushies. Name that body part and it drops. Not like manna from the heavens, just a mama ungracefully aging.

And by the by, men also don’t get a free piss, I mean pass from aging. They also pee in their pants as they age too.

But really, this is serious stuff. I found out about this dropped uterus ‘thang’ on the condition of anonymity. I swore to the person who told me, I would not tell a soul. Not anyone.

So, in the spirit of being moi, I shall write about this story and publish it in my blog.

However, to honor that li’l ole anonymity request, I would never, ever divulge the name of the person who told me this very personal story. I shan’t leave clues about their age, color of their hair, height, weight, or address. Because if I did, you can be sure that person would be really, really mad at me.

Trust me. I know that person all too well.

Uterine Prolapse

So…how do you know your uterus is dropping or has dropped?

The person who told me about their uterus, said they felt something literally ‘coming out’ of their special private parts. You know, the part that men don’t have.

Now here is the scary part…this is really not for the skeamish. According to my anonymous source, a self-examination felt, yes this person literally felt ‘down there,’ a penis growing. Really.

Well, now wait a gosh darn minute. Perception is 9/10’s of the law… this person perceived whatever was comin’ out down there, was a penis.

Back in the day, this anonymous person, in her younger years,  sashayed around town with a really  big set of balls. So the natural progression would be to grow a penis someday, am I not right?

What can you do? When the person went to the doctor, the first question posed was: ‘is it possible I am growing a penis?’ The Dr. ‘chuckled,’ and replied, ‘no, that is just your uterus.’ Well, girlfriends, what a relief, right? Nah.

And go figure… my sistahood knows all about this ‘dropped uterus’ thang.

Sistahs and Brothas, a dropped uterus is in fact a medical condition called Uterine Prolapse (not penis growth). According to the Mayo Clinic, “Uterine prolapse occurs when pelvic floor muscles and ligaments stretch and weaken and no longer provide enough support for the uterus. As a result, the uterus slips down into or protrudes out of the vagina. Uterine prolapse can occur in women of any age. But it often affects postmenopausal women who’ve had one or more vaginal deliveries.”

Oh, and if anyone has given birth to a ‘large baby,’ blame it on that damn kid…could just have caused uterus to drop.

Kids are the gift that keep giving.

Sistahs, this is just one more thing to look forward to.

WHY DO GUN OWNERS HAVE MORE CONTROL OVER THEIR GUNS, THAN WOMEN HAVE OVER THEIR OWN BODIES?

U.S Supreme Court Decisions Based on Feelings, NOT the Law

America

Welcome to America. The gun totin’ capital of the world.

Last week’s news: the Highland Park, Illinois Fourth of July Parade Massacre. 7 innocent souls murdered, and 39 others injured. To be clear, the word ‘injury,’ should not be confused with a ‘bruised knee.’ One of the shooting victims, an 8 year old child, sustained life threatening injuries; the bullet that tore through his small body severed his spine. He is now paralyzed from the waist down.

A Fourth of July Celebration is typically celebrated with friends, family, parades, hot dogs, ice cream and fireworks. NOT Military grade weapons used to fire upon human beings in tee shirts and shorts on a warm summer day who are merely spectators sitting on lawn chairs waiving U.S. flags and children blowing bubbles along the parade route.

I am disgusted. And how do you feel?

More importantly, do you wonder how the Supreme Court Conservative Justices feel? Oh, wait a gosh darn minute! They ruled it is totally okay to walk around the United States of America with a gun. Any gun.

What contrived constitutional excuse will they come up with to justify another mass shooting?

The Founding Fathers who wrote the U.S. Constitution, are literally rolling over in their graves as to how the Justices have twisted the meaning of the Second Amendment’s ‘Right to Bear Arms.’

At this point, any law abiding citizen must wonder…Do the Justices even have feelings? Do they care about the catastrophic impact their rulings are having on today’s society? Oh yes they do!

Based on their recent rulings, the Justices feel:

1. A woman has no rights.

2. A woman has no rights, because these Justices took away the right for women to make personal decisions over HER own body.

3. The Justices feel human life is sacrosanct. Therefore, abortion is illegal.

4. The Justices feel that law abiding citizens can carry guns outside of the home, anywhere in the United States to protect themselves.

5. The Justices feel that human life of a gun owner is sacrosanct. Therefore, a law abiding citizen can carry a gun, and can use that gun to shoot and to kill another human being if that gun totin’ person feels threatened.

6. Do not quibble over the words ‘feel threatened;’ if a person feels threatened, that person can and will protect themselves. The Court essentially gave the green light to shoot to kill. Hey, I did not write that decision, the Conservative Justices handed that decision down last week.

I have a few questions for the Conservative Justices:

1. What is the definition of a Law Abiding Citizen as per the US Supreme Court today?

2. Who is afforded the rights of a Law Abiding Citizen? Any person?

3. Is a person who lawfully obtains a gun a Law Abiding Citizen?

4. Is a person who lawfully obtains a gun, and then intentionally shoots at other law abiding citizens watching a parade, a Law Abiding Citizen?

5. Is a fetus a Law Abiding Citizen?

6. Is a Woman a Law Abiding Citizen?

7. Is a Child a Law Abiding Citizen?

8. Is a ten year old girl who is raped considered by the Court to be a Law Abiding Citizen?

9. How does the Court define ‘Human Life’?

10. Are Justices, who went to Law School, not Medical School, qualified to determine when Human Life Begins?

11. What value do the Justices place on a Human Life?

12. Is the term ‘Human Life’ only applicable to a fetus?

13. Is the term ‘Human Life’ applicable to victims of gun violence?

14. Is the term ‘Human Life’ applicable to white, brown, purple human beings, women and girls?

15. Last week, a 10 year old rape victim was 6 weeks pregnant and was denied the right to an abortion. What value does the Court place on that victim’s human life?

16. The Justices are not Physicians, not Scientists. Nor are they Clergy, although the Conservative Justices on the Court seem to be preaching religion. They strive to espouse virtuous morals…yet is it moral to force a 10 year old child who is a rape victim to give birth to the evidence of the crime committed upon her?

17. Does the Court ascribe Rights to victims of gun violence?

18. Does the Court only ascribe Rights to Gun Owners?

19. Is the Right to Bear Arms greater than the rights of a victim of gun violence?

Hypothetical: What if a pregnant Woman who lives in Texas, a verified Law Abiding Citizen, walked into a Doctor’s office totin’ an AR 15, and demanded an abortion? She allegedly was protecting herself from the pregnancy, because she could die if she carried full term. Can this Woman assert her 2nd Amendment Right to Protect Her Own Body?

Reality: Why do gun owners have more control over their guns, than women have over their own bodies?

Microphone drop…

CHURCH : STATE

OIL : WATER

The Messiah had spoken…

Get it? Oil and water don’t Mix. Church and State don’t mix. And the
Messiah, Ronald Reagan decreed that edict during his two terms in the Oval
Office.

As I live and breathe, with my hand upon a bible, the highest court in our
land, the U.S. Supreme Court, has always ruled Separation of Church and State
is PRECEDENT case law. Period, end of discussion.

I was educated at Public Schools. I received my Law Degree from a Private
Roman Catholic Law School.

At my Law School, we were not ‘schooled’ in an alternative reality
accompanied by alternative facts. My Constitutional Law Professor relied on
real facts to teach this subject. Indeed. We studied real Supreme Court cases
and learned how precedent case law evolves not over months, or years,
but decades.

To be clear, it was always my understanding Supreme Court precedents are
final. I.e.. Roe v Wade was precedent case law for over 50 years. The
Conservatives Justices currently sitting on the bench all acknowledged that Roe
was precedent, established case law, not to be re-litigated. So much for their
word…

Many legal scholars and everyday folk interpret the U.S. Constitution to be
a living, breathing document that was written to adapt to societal changes. You
heard me… in my opinion, the Founding Fathers, wanted to heed the will
of the American people
while upholding Constitutionally protected
freedoms.

On the other hand, some folks believe the Constitution must be strictly
construed
, where there is no flexibility to its interpretation. This is
akin to the saying, “follow the letter of the law”. No surprise here
that many ‘conservatives’ espouse this opinion.

So what does this have to do with prayer at a public school? Everything
these days.

As we all know, the Supreme Court Conservative Justices ruled in less than
one week, that people can walk anywhere in the United States with a gun; Women
have no rights over their body’s; and now, a football coach can pray on the 50
yard line at the public high school he teaches at.

Clearly, these Conservative Justices do not give a shit about legal precedent
and have no respect for the Justices who served on the Court before them. Their
behavior on a professional level is abhorrent. As I have previously stated, the
Justices are ruling on cases based on their own personal opinion/bias, not the
rule of law.

Oh wait a minute. Are you thinking, ‘it’s no big deal if a coach gets down
on one knee at the 50-yard line during a football game held at a public high
school’? Oh, but the coach prayed after the game. Like that makes a
difference.

Seriously, this is really bad. It totally violates precedent case law
regarding Separation of Church and State.

Welcome to the Supreme Court Crazy Town. Justice Neil Gorsuch wrote the
majority decision and ruled the coach’s prayers on the 50-yard line of a
football field were ‘private speech’ protected by the First Amendment. Oh, and
by the way, the Majority opinion believed this was all okey dokey, because the
coach was not representing the public school district. Seriously? This is a legal
opinion by a Justice?

Stop for a moment! Let me get this straight…the coach was on the field
when he was actively working in his capacity as coach of the public high school
football team. And then he engaged in Private Speech? That is absurd!
The coach was praying on the 50-yard line in public…what is private about
that? I have to stop; my head is going to explode.

As a point of reference, at the Private Roman Catholic Law School I
attended, when we studied Supreme Court Landmark Decisions, i.e.., Roe v
Wade
, a Priest did not come to our lecture hall and discuss the Catholic
Church’s opinion regarding abortion. That would have been wholly inappropriate.

I just am unable to write at the moment. I am watching the January 6 Senate
Hearings, and an ex-white aide to Former Chief of Staff Mark Meadows that Trump
wanted to remove all the magnetometers so the angry mob could storm the Capital
with their AR 15s, brass knuckles, and other weapons. Trump knew the crowd had
weapons, body armor when he told them to march to the capital. Better yet,
Trump wanted to go to the Capital when all this chaos was unfolding, and Trump
apparently lunged at secret service detail, in the Presidential Limo, and he,
yes Trump, tried to grab the steering wheel to drive to the U.S. Capital.

Microphone drop…

THE U.S. SUPREME COURT HAS NO REGARD FOR THE LIFE OF A WOMAN

THE U.S. SUPREME COURT HAS NO REGARD FOR THE LIFE OF A WOMAN

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WAKE UP AMERICA!

VOTE for Freedom of Choice

In the Good ‘ole U.S. of A, there are people in this country who espouse conservative views as to how we ALL should live. Oh please. I know you are not surprised. It is not like I am re-inventing the wheel.

Trump, who’s name makes me cringe, was part of a bigger picture to satisfy the dreams and aspirations of the minority views of this country.

Trump was the vehicle these conservatives all used to fulfill their agenda. And by the by, these conservatives have been planning and plotting for over 50 years to mold the good ‘ole U.S. of A. into their own image of how this Country should look politically and socially.

Yes, they have been insidious, however, this was all done openly, in the public view. And no one stopped them. For years, conservatives have been changing how we vote; they continue to ‘re-district’ voting, change the boundaries to favor their own conservative candidates. They want to do away with absentee voting, limit the hours the vote, reduce the amount of places a citizen can vote, and in some cases, impose identification requirements that make it near impossible for some to vote. This is truly diabolical; it is all done to restrict access to voting. To prevent the ‘other voters’, namely democrats, people of color, poor people, people who live in rural areas, people who live in urban areas, from exercising their Constitutional Right to Vote.

Thus, these so-called ‘Conservative Folks’, have been for years, working at the State and Local levels to change the rules for voting. The upside is that their candidates win elections.

Oh, but wait, there is more. The Conservatives knew what they were doing. The goal was to control State AND Local Governments, to effectuate their political, social agenda.

Surprised? Oh come on. Really? And finally, drum roll, the moment they have been planning for 50 years… for the Supreme Court to Overturn Roe, and leave it to the individual States (that the Conservatives control), to effectuate a total Ban on abortion. Bingo.

I am not finished yet. Our reality gets worse. When Trump was President (help), he ‘appointed’ an excessive number of CONSERVATIVE Judges to sit on the the Federal Courts throughout the U.S.

Now, did Trump pick these conservative judges? Hell no. The bandwagon of conservatives, took control of that train, and crafted a new Federal Court system that would espouse Conservative views. Hence, the proverbial wheels were set in motion to ultimately overturn Roe.

Let’s talk about the current Justices on the Supreme Court. Again, no surprise. The three judges that Trump appointed, were part of this disgusting agenda to change America, for the worse. In the spirit of Trump, these “Supreme Court Appointees”, all lied when asked at their Senate Confirmation Hearings and private meetings to Senators, as to whether they would overturn Roe.

Trump lied to the American Public, so it naturally followed that his appointees to the highest court in our land, would lie as to their judicial intentions. I really have no words for this.

Wake Up America!

If you do not want to live in an oppressive society, where law-abiding citizens are stripped of their individual freedoms of choice, you must VOTE for the candidates who support a modern society that respects the right to privacy, the right to choose, the right to enjoy constitutional freedoms.

The reversal of Roe has sent shock waves around the world in all free societies. First world nations are looking at the U.S. and scratching their heads in disbelief. Why? Because as a Superpower, we moving backwards, and thwarting the will of the majority of Americans.