Fellow Americans, I don’t know about you, but one thing I know about me … is that I don’t have short memory. ‘Lock Her Up’ echoes in my ears still no matter how hard I try to erase that phrase from my memory and move on. The problem is… more keeps coming, making it hard to ignore the pack of lies we have been exposed to in this year’s election-cycle. And I don’t blame those who have grown immune to the new culture, the lifestyle of lies.

How can you forget, when all you hear is this?

We don’t need that, he says, telling his followers who were jazzed up about that word – lock her up. He did in fact tell them that, that phrase was no longer relevant.

I know that people do have genuine reasons as to why they find it necessary to support and vote for one candidate over the other, but I don’t think those who cast a blind vote in his (Donald) favor are smart enough to have read through the lines. I think and hope that many will begin to realize what they have done to all of us, including much of intelligent people, who did not buy into those lies, the constant bragging, the mockery of people living with disabilities, the groping, the bigotry, division, etc., who must now live with their ignorant choice.

Quite frankly, Donald knew early on that Hillary Clinton’s e-mails contained nothing amounting to a prosecutable offense.

When I heard, Donald tell his followers, that he didn’t need them anymore… I wanted to be surprised but I wasn’t, because Donald is one person who doesn’t remember what he said a second ago. Those of us with long memory… find it conniving that many who love what he says don’t have the capacity to catch that. Thus, they keep going.

Donald treats his followers as though hungry babies who don’t seem to realize that food must be prepared fully before it’s ready to serve; they cry when they are hungry and cannot wait for the food to be prepared, well. As a crazy parent, you would have to come up with a quick-fix – give candy to your villains to keep them quiet for a bit, maintain them as you think of what type of food would make them constipated a while longer.

Every time Donald says something, intelligent people will immediately go to work, dissecting his message, their minds… hard at work, trying to decipher truth from lies. And when that’s the case for years to come, my friends, it’s frightening. Lies do have consequences. Trust has its own merits!

Those are some of the things America has stood against since its existence. But the Pandora’s Box has been cracked open, and the Jaguar has crawled to its death. Oh, did I mention that Mitch McConnell’s wife is to serve on Donald’s cabinet, because Mitch McConnell refused to investigate Russia’s Putin and his involvement in this year’s election?

I took no interest in knowing who Mitch McConnell’s wife was – there’s nothing worthy of my curiosity about that turtle, I thought, up until now.


Look, we know enough to know that a democracy is one that affords us a chance to disagree respectfully, to treat us as though fools is what we won’t accept. We know that civilization is when we have opposing views, and agree to voice concerns regardless of what others might think of us. To disagree respectfully is one thing, to keep lying and offering nonsensical excuses, one after the other, is quite another. Because then the side offering stupid, disconnected nonsense, to ask people to go easy on their choice of president  – and I quote, he’s still new; he’s still learning – is like gauging people’s intellectual reasoning and their capacity to think through stuff.

We couldn’t have been loud enough to make those that found it necessary to support and cast a blind vote for Donald, change their mind. Everyone in a democracy has a genuine reason to want to support one presidential candidate over the other, but to come around after a short while, before your scumbag is even sworn in, and offer your side of twisted, illogical stories that only make sense to complete idiots, is unfathomable. If you are confused as to what it is I’m having quite a fuss about, look no further than here:

This kind of madness is what I will not keep quiet about, because it is stupid to mock others for their choice for president, then come out swinging about your Messiah’s first actions since you made us, all of us, look fools by making the most unqualified caricature…president of America. He’s still new, still learning, really, when he won’t agree to anything anyone says? As of now, he’s already showed the ‘Peeping Tom’ his governing methods, and they aren’t different from those of his habits of familiarity, the ones that have led to one bankruptcy after another.

Yes, this person won but he’s not worthy of leadership or respect, for those principles aren’t offered as free gifts, they are earned, and I don’t think there’s ever going to be anything this person will have to do to deserve my respect let alone my slightest acknowledgement.

And if all those people over at GOP/Paul Ryan Island thought this old feller of theirs would change his character because they made us surrender our freedoms, rights and much more, to him on election day, they are naive as a dollar bill. Because this man is not here to ass kiss, he’s here to make good on his promises, and whoever tries to stand in his way will be run over; he’s a category 16 hurricane no leader in the United States congress has the capacity to stop, the same mistake they made when they let him stay in the race after videos of him bragging about groping them by the pussy…surfaced. For their choice, this country has lost all the respect its citizens have enjoyed over the decades, and no dumb excuse of theirs will adequately competent for their madness.

What’s worse? We all will surfer the same fate and humiliation because of their inability to differentiate truth from lies! They are just as uneducated and misinformed as FOX news and Donald. Liars! Ignorant fools! Dictators!

It doesn’t bother me a bit that most people would explain writing a book as a ‘tooth pulling’ experience, just because it was. Writing a book and publishing it was as exhausting as it gets, for a fact that you had to complete one long process after another; by the time your book is ready to be published, months would have gone by. But that is a story of the yesterday…Thanks to #PoweredByIndie.

There aren’t too many people in this universe to-day with that kind of time at their hands; time is money, and therefore must be treated as such. If it has to take you months – 6-12 months – just to publish one book, then you are one of those left in the dust of yesterday.

The world of to-day moves like a current too fluid to wait for months or even a year for your book to be published, when other writers like you would have published one book after another. Indie publishers, at least most, do have the capability to publish one book every week or more, dependent upon their desired goal.

I can almost certainly say…most writers…write to make money, and if you are one of those still left in the dust of yesterday – writing one book in one year – chances are…it will be almost impossible for you to catch up with demand and supply.

And that is where self-publishing comes in handy; all you need is to write a compelling yet effective copy quickly to compete on leveled grounds. Writing doesn’t have to take months and sometimes years; there are other things to do as well besides writing. And every writer is different from the other, and with different stories to tell, as well as different segments to carter to.

It took me 8 months to complete my first book ( the Numbers Game), revise it more than once and get it published. Whereas my second book (12 Hour Work Days-Helicopter Parents) took me three weeks, at most to complete and publish it…That afforded me a window of opportunity to throw-in numerous e-books.

Writing – like any other business – is all about timing – you spend less time on crafting your ideas and more time on advertising. To make money writing, one must develop skills – writing and publishing quickly. The more you publish, the more likely you will be to succeed as a writer.


It is without doubt that we wake and go on our way with death every day. I have in a very  unusual way learned to listen to my guts and not be at odds with them. That hit-and-run automobile accident could perhaps have been avoided had I obliged.

And I know at present that certain things do in fact matter more than do others. Of course, it was the end of the month, and needed money, money to pay my rent. But really was that something to lose my life for? If someone asked me that same question today, I wouldn’t hesitate to say ….no…

I have become fully aware that being a mother to my children does matter more than making a penny or two. I have learned the hard way to trust my guts , and believe strongly that my faith in God saved my dear life.

At present time I question every decision I choose to make, every step I choose to take…to make sure I’m taking the right step in the right direction. And do realize certain things I will never understand no matter how hard I find it necessary to try…I know for sure that some things aren’t for me to know, let alone understand, but the good Lord’s alone.

Seeing my boys, my children and grandchildren grow up to be productive individuals in today’s society is certainly worth more than money. Growing up without parents is with its own flows. Life as an orphan is a shallow road of opportunity few have made it through.

This narrative will, as is expected, address itself to individuals who read it in different ways, and that’s only human. Our brains as humans receive information differently, analyse it differently.

My near-failure was an error of the unintentional consequence many did not survive, had no chance to correct. Which has appeared to me to be an unfamiliar favor many did not have a probability this world affords? If I had to do it over again, I would come toward it with a rare caution.

If I offered (sold) to the hungry reader a more interesting publication than the one readily accessible that’s full of rubbish, and he, instead of enhancing his graver dissecting a portion on it now, and then, reading more of it when his mind orders such relaxation, foolishly overdoses himself with even more chapters of the volume in a single sitting, he would have deserved to be nauseated, in that he would have nobody to blame but himself.

There can be nothing more distrustful in writing articles full of nonsense than there would be in operating a candy-store without sweets in it, it depends wholly on individual customers to harm themselves with either – or will extract from the comfort which they have been afforded if they use their feasibility wisely…