Mr. Smith goes to Washington
"It seems to be so very hard to maintain detachment of mind in the midst of raging fire.” – Gandhi
It is frigid in the northeast. It is so cold that when I went out to sweep snow off of my car, the two deer eating where I feed birds just across the driveway didn't run away. They watched me as they were chewing mouthfuls of food, and only took off when I drove down my driveway. Among the items I bought at the store was a massive bag of bird food. I poured more out before going in, and the two deer were back within four minutes.
In the early evening, I put more out. I looked out a window and saw seven deer trotting down, straight to the food, from quite a distance. I'm not sure if the saw me, or smelled the food. Because it is so cold tonight, I just got in from making sure some bird food remains. In about two hours, there will be the same seven deer feeding there. Without moon light, it takes my eyes a while to adjust to see them in the dark. When I was young, I took seeing in the dark for granted.
Chief Waterman told me that the Haudenosaunee consider deer to be the kings of the forest. Thus, they are the only kings I serve. Deer paths are the safest and most important spot in the forest in times of danger. Think back to 1992's “Last of the Mohicans,” and they were the best place to attack an enemy, too. Attack, disappear and put a small distance between you and them, then follow the deer paths through the mountains. They became the woodland trails that eventually became turnpikes.
I drop this pathetic bag of lard and bones into a comfortable chair. The dog gets off the couch and stares at me, wanting to now be in the chair. “!975 wasn't that long ago,” I tell her. “It's a young person's plot to make my generation feel old.” This leaves her speechless, and she returns to the couch and glares at me. I need a distraction from thinking about two horrible things going on in my life at this time, so I turn on the television.
Watching Ben Mekelas on meidastouch, I recognize that the world is witnessing the felon having what is known as a “narcissistic collapse” in the field of mental health. It is an unpleasant thing to watch. There are certain steps a professional takes to evaluate the person. Thoughts of harming themselves or others, access to weapons, etc. There could be nothing more dangerous than a sociopath in the collapse process having access to ICE, the military, while fully intent upon doing harm to just about everyone.
Yesterday my cousin told me that in his two hour press confusion, the felon insulted Jack Smith. One is safe in speculating the felon is upset that Mr. Smith will be testifying in public tomorrow. I'm willing to admit that if Mr. Smith indicted me for 44 serious felonies, I would also find him intimidating. Well I remember when Mr. Smith was appointed to investigate the felon. Most people here were unfamiliar with him. I wasn't. I said this is the very best person for the job. If you have any doubts, tune in tomorrow to watch him testify.
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I'll be at work when he testifying. I'll watch clips after I get home.
If we ever win the presidency again, that man must be the next U.S. Attorney General. He knows a thing or two about how to run a tribunal.
Thanks for perspective, writing talent, and your deer path symbolism.
