Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Tory Allyn Presents Alter Ego - Surprising Spoof?!!!

The CSI team walked up as Jack crouched down and brushed off the rest of the leaves from the body, careful not to disturb any evidence. After a quick inspection, he stood up and stared at Chief McAllister. "Go ahead, sir, take a look, but prepare yourself."
"Son, I've pert' near seen everythin'," He squatted down as much as his protruding gut would allow. "What in tarnation is this?" His breath rasped, "Where in God's creation did this thing come from?" Wheezing sounded. "Talbot, help me up."

The deputy grabbed onto the chief's hefty arm. "I told you it was freaky."
McAllister's eyes blazed. "This here some kinda joke..." He shifted around, his face flushed with fury. "Who's pullin' my leg?" His glare ended on Jack.
Agent Stanwick flung up his hands. "Look I'm just down here doing my job."
"Show me them here credentials!" McAllister ordered. "I wanna make sure I'm not bein' taken a fool."
Jack reached into his back pocket, yanked out a leather case and flipped out his badge. "Here you are, Chief."
McAllister grabbed it, gave it a stern eye then handed it back. He faced Talbot. "I'm not amused."
The deputy stepped back.
Jack edged forward. Now that Chief McAllister had gotten a glimpse of his badge, the game had played out. It was time to enact his authority. "I'll tow the body away as soon as it's bagged and tagged."
"Boys, help the CSI gang process this here crime scene for the agent."
The men scrambled...
The deputy snickered. "I think it's a tranny."
"A what?" Chief McAllister uttered.
"A transsexual," sir," Jack retorted.
The chief's eyebrows crinkled.
"It's a person who has undergone gender reassignment surgery," Jack explained.
Depute Talbot smirked, "Well, I call it what it is--a sex change."
Chief McAllister winced. "My God!" He turned both eyes heavenward. "One day this here sky's gonna open wide and when that happens y'all will witness His wrath."
A solemn expression emanated from Jack's face...

Take a bit of Weird Science, add a bit of politics, a FBI search for a serial killer, and add a zany set of private detectives, who used to be cops, and you have a unique blend of sci-fi, humor, and, political intrigue that may lead you to end reading with the question, "What...just...
I was enjoying the book until the Davenport Detective Agency was introduced. This is the debut of a series surrounding the Agency. The concept was fine until the detectives became actual characters and started talking. Frankly, I was caught totally off guard. While admitting I didn't like three of the four members of the agency, as the book went on, I began to understand the overall plot and where the series would probably be going... Think Weird Science... If you enjoyed that movie, I think you'll also greatly enjoy this first and other books...

The intriguing string of murdered bodies that was found instantly caused alarm, mixed reactions, and confusion...This was not mutilation--it was something much more--but what?!

When the Detective Agency begins, they are to focus on a militia group that could be behind the murders and whatever else was going on... Readers will meet M.A.G.O.C. (Men Against Government Overtaking Control) and learn the basic actions of what this group has begun doing. The book can stand alone, but does leave readers with questions that move into the next book. I must admit I am curious... 

The author has done a great job in creating a novel that attracts attention from the beginning to the end. It is well written and reflects a certain style of creative genius I've not seen before... I can't help but think of it as a spoof, a parody of the multiple genres included... We think, for instance, that the FBI would never bring in another agency to help solve a serial killer case. Yet, the author manages that by having the family of a victim of those murdered hire the Agency... Then there are the characters in the agency that are overplayed to the point of almost thinking they are similar to Keystone Cops... updated to the 60s... (the only clues I'll give, LOL)

The added political angle is certainly timely as we consider how individuals can take on a specific persona only to have corruption revealed at some point... But the project underway by the villains? Well, it...is...just...weird!

Check out other reviews...This is unusual enough that not everybody will pick up on what is happening and appreciate it... It certainly is, though, a novel worth further consideration... 


Tory Allyn currently resides in Upstate New York. Although born in Syracuse, he was raised in the quaint town of Baldwinsville with his brother and two sisters, who drove him into becoming the zany person he is today. As a child, he made up many a tale. Some funny; others dark and brooding, but all started him on the path to writing. Today, his nephew, lovingly referred to as 'The Monster Child', is his partner in crime. Most days, you will see them playing ball at a nearby park, going for a dip in the backyard pool or snowboarding down a popular mountainside. 

Tory has written his first novel, ALTER EGO. He completed a second novel, ALTER BOYS. His third novel, ALTER GIRLS, is in the editing stage. ALTER BOUND will be last. All four are a series entitled, THE DAVENPORT DECREES.

Monday, October 9, 2017

Adolph Caso, Guest Blogger, on Columbus Day

Christopher Columbus
By David Workman
Commissioned by Mr. Caso

Letter to the Boston Globe in response to the article by Roland Merullo:

Good morning.  No, not a good morning, especially on Columbus Day!

Poor Columbus! He died in anonymity—the typical announcement of one’s death was posted in the local square of the deceased. On the day of Columbus’ death, however, there was no such announcement. Thanks to Columbus, however, John W. Henry and Roland Merullo are having the time of their lives. Without Columbus, they would not be here.

In his, Columbus and Italian-Americans—a sad marriage, from his first line, “When I was a boy, my father owned a book called, ‘Columbus WAS first’. I never read it. I’m sure he never read it…” Yet, Merullo condemns “Columbus’ record of brutality or his pivotal role in the heinous practice of owning and selling human beings. Torture, punitive amputations, wholesale slaughter of the generally peaceful native peoples he encountered on his four voyages…” Columbus,  was and is the worst human being on this earth. Because of his acts of repression, therefore, Columbus’ statues in our public spaces need to be removed and pulverized.

In his first voyage, wherein Columbus showed the world how to sail to “China” by going west on the unknown Atlantic, Columbus landed in the waters adjacent to two continents unknown to the world. In his Log, he called the new “Indians” and described them as handsome, primitive, and docile—a people who could easily be conquered. (Others were cannibals, he was made to understand, and so reported in his Log. They had not religion as such nor knew how to read or write). He took five of them onto his two ships (the third was grounded and the crew left behind in what was to be the first settlement of Europeans in “China”). While on board, two jumped off the ship and swam back ashore. The other three became successful icons in the Queen’s court where the Europeans saw for themselves that China had been successfully reached by his sailing westwards.

In his second voyage, wherein he hit the bull’s eye again in reaching his destination, Columbus discovered that those “docile” Indians had massacred the entire settlement. In his second Log, Columbus showed not sign of retribution against anyone. He couldn’t, even if he wanted to. The Spaniards were in charge.

In his third voyage wherein he showed the Spaniards how to successfully reach “China,” Columbus was bound in chains and sent back to Spain.

Acquitted of any charge, Queen Isabella sent Columbus back to “China”. On his return, Columbus was allowed to live the rest of his live in oblivion. His only wish: in his will, he gave money to the city of Genova, with the hope of sending crusaders to free the holy land from Muslim oppression.

So, what did Columbus do to the native “Indians”? Only indirectly, the natives did away with cannibalism. They became Christians; They learned how to read and write. They began to record their history. They became active in every aspect of modern life. They became human having the freedom to evolve into independent citizens. With the help of their church, they did away with institutionalized slavery unlike the new Christians—from Africa, to Europe and America, who exploited those poor souls captured and enslaved by their own chiefs and kings.

Mr. Merullo, you said neither your father nor you read the book. And you call yourself a spokesman for the Italian Americans!

Adolfo Caso
American of Italian descent--
ready and honorably ready
to salute any statue of Columbus.

I believe every opinion deserves a rebuttal... Since I've read a number of books by the writer, Adolfo Caso, I am fully aware of the research he has done... It is a sad commentary for America that Freedom of Speech allows anybody to write for or against individuals... and claim anything they want... The history of America is murky...but it's our history... When you speak out against something or someone, be prepared with factual information, that's all we can ask for... And if rebutted, then that rebuttal must be heard as well...

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Magnificent Mystery Coming 11-7 - Written in Blood by Layton Green!

"Was Farley the sole owner?"
"As far as I know."
"Try to keep the store running for now. I hate to ask--" Preach opened his cell phone again, displaying the photo of the corpse--" but could you take a closer look at the body? We found two small crosses on Mr. Robertson's chest. Have you ever seen him with those, maybe on a necklace?"
Ari took the smartphone and enlarged the image. Her eyes widened as she brought the photo closer. "The head wound," she said after a moment, in an oddly subdued voice, "could it have been cqaused by the back of an axe?"
"I suppose," Preach said. "Why?"
"And those crosses...I don't suppose they're made of wood and copper?"
The detective exchanged a sharp glance with Kirby. The junior officer shifted to a more alert stance, and Preach's eyes bored into Ari, "How'd you know that?"
"So they are?" She was staring at the photo, now with a dazed expression.
"One wood, one copper. Does that mean something to you?"
"I don't know what it means," she said, "but the wound, the position of the body, the crosses: those are the exact details from the murder of the old pawnbroker in Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment."

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Creekville, Doug Seward
The setting for Written in Blood was one of the things I started to enjoy very early in the novel... While activities and stores described a quaint little town, which drew artists and those who wanted to experience diversity in all of its forms... including an influential criminal element...

But, as usual, I was drawn to the main character, who I'll be calling by his nickname, Preach... First, I hope that the author will allow this character to stay with us in more than this book. I, for one, want to spend more time getting to know him. His is a backstory that you need to read to fully understand. In his present life, he was hired as a law officer with the understanding that he would be visiting a psychologist to certify him able to work in potentially dangerous situations.

But in the meantime, a murder has occurred--the first in ten years... and Preach has just returned to his home town where he was hired... He is the only individual, besides the chief, who has experience in working murder cases...

I found my reading pace slowing as the literary story evolved. There is much that provoked thinking for me, in addition to the specific merge of murder with previously written novels. The various characters are drawn from both the earlier time when Preach lived in Creekville, who still live in town, as well as those who have moved there since then. I will add, briefly, that Preach had a traumatic emotional breakdown and had left town without saying goodbye to his close friends, and turned his life completely around, including becoming religious... Watching Preach try to deal with the rejection of old friends, as he tries to deal with a new job, working with new people, and then being caught and placed as lead in a complex series of deaths, has naturally put an emotional strain on him...

One bright light is a young woman who is a law student, working part-time at the bookstore that was owned by the first man murdered...She and Preach spend considerable time with research of the books from which murder scenes are drawn and this added interest for me as the crime scenes were viewed, discussed, with hints for Preach to use... For me, this was far beyond the CSI type of murder investigation--rather it was the intellectual psychological probing that pulled me in 
completely... And as the murder count moves to three, Preach believes he knows who the fourth victim will be...

But, I hadn't a clue! Well, I picked up on one possibility early on as a motive...So, remember, that you'll have to spend time considering all information being discovered... and, I am sure, you still will not arrive at the correct conclusion! Great! Fantastic! I love when I'm totally surprised!

In fact, when I finished at 2 am this morning, I closed the book and immediately thought, "magnificent mystery..." And then I thought back over the hundreds  of mysteries I've read and couldn't remember one which had kept me so totally clueless to the very end!

Layton Green has definitely been added to my favorite author list. I read my first book from this author in 2011 and quite recently enjoyed his world of magic in The Brothers Three and The Spirit Mage. His multi-genre novels gives readers a wonderful chance to expect the unexpected with Green... In this latest one, his attention to detail of setting, characters, and psychological profiling, together with the literary angle is far-reaching... It's heartwarming in all the right places, exciting in dealing with the local criminal element who seems to be involved with just about everything in town, informative as we explore the meaning behind four stories that have been popular over the years, while providing a totally unsolvable mystery that brings awesome surprise and admiration in analyzing bits of pieces of information that ultimately fall...right...into...place... in a stunning climax. Altogether Exhilarating for me!


Layton is a bestselling author who writes across multiple genres, including mystery, thriller, suspense, horror, and fantasy. He is the author of the popular Dominic Grey series, as well as other works of fiction. His novels have been optioned for film, nominated for multiple awards (including a finalist for an International Thriller Writers award), and have reached #1 on numerous genre lists in the United States, the United Kingdom, and Germany. Layton is also the co-editor of International Thrills, the online magazine of ITW (International Thriller Writers).

In addition to writing, Layton attended law school in New Orleans and was a practicing attorney for the better part of a decade. He has also been an intern for the United Nations, an ESL teacher in Central America, a bartender in London, a seller of cheap knives on the streets of Brixton, a door to door phone book deliverer in Florida, and the list goes downhill from there.

Layton lives with his family in North Carolina. You can also visit him on Facebook, Goodreads, or on his website (www.laytongreen.com).

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Jennifer Chase Writes Best of Her Best in Dead Cold. Latest in Emily Stone Series!

This was an unusual case due to the cryptic clues, few frozen body parts, and it seemed to cross over into many jurisdictions. There was also the possibility of more than one killer. Her thoughts also wandered to the detective in charge of the case, and how he would pursue the investigation. It would prove beneficial if they shadowed him as well.

Emily Stone fans will continue to find great satisfaction in the latest of this fantastic series! Compulsion was my first novel in the series in 2009 and the main character has made her mark for the many followers since then... But her latest book, from those I have read by this author, is the Best of Her Best!

Not only does Stone continue to amaze and delight as she and her beloved partner, go behind legal lines to accomplish and solve many cases that have stopped the legal agencies, she does it in hair-raising scenes out of which readers think she can never succeed... In this book, her first job is to find and release a small child who has been captured... I might add that the setting, the environment in which the child was found was, well, ghastly...so be prepared...

Interestingly, Chase pulls in an earlier case of another child who was saved years ago. Through the Prologue, that child's story is relived...and we then find her in an obsessive need in her present life to find and repeat her intensive gratitude to the woman who had saved her...But what she does is add a layer of confusion as she searches, follows, and ultimately places herself and Stone's life in danger...

While a sometime member of the Stone team joins the twosome and presents an interesting romance drama as both of the male team members are obviously in love with Emily. Emily plays a light counterbalance to keeping things stable and functioning... But it sure helps break the tension for readers!

But all that is minor compared to Chase's creation of this book's villain! One of the reasons why these books are so fascinating is trying to give millions of us the answer to... Why? Why does this type of thing happen in real life? Just as we asked yesterday--in Las Vegas--why did it happen?!!!

And in the fourth chapter, the new case begins...when body parts are found...

THE CELLPHONE BUZZED SEVERAL TIMES before it went to voice mail. A few moments later, it buzzed again rattling the phone on the coffee table. Detective Daniel Starr stirred slightly on the couch from his comfortable napping position. He had had good intentions to go out and do something fun for his birthday, but when he arrived home, he thought he would take a short nap to re-energize. 
The phone rang again. “All right,” barked Starr as he sat up and rubbed his eyes. 
He saw that it was the watch commander, which really meant that there was another homicide. Starr snapped up the cellphone and with a groggy voice said, “Starr.” 
He listened as Watch Commander Diaz explained to him, “We need your participation at a crime scene—of sorts.” He paused. “What’s the problem? Is it a primary or secondary or what?” Starr asked. His interest was piqued now by the commander’s hesitation and cryptic descriptions. 
“Definitely not the primary, maybe not the secondary and it’s not really a crime scene, but a body dump.” 
“Sir, just spit it out.” 
“M.E. Stansfield has requested your assistance specifically on this one,” he answered. 
“Okay, give me the details,” asked Starr. 
“It’s just a frozen thigh.” Starr stood and paced while his mind reeled from the information. He wracked his brain and thought about all sorts of scenarios where a frozen body part would come from—and why. It was weird, creepy, and even resembled something from a scene in a horror movie, but it was not the first time a homicide detective, somewhere, was called in to investigate a frozen body part left in the open.   
He paused before continuing. “Sir, you did say a frozen thigh?” “You heard me right.” 
“Of course.” The commander gave Starr the directions and the rest of what little information was available. Starr checked his voicemail and text messages to make sure that there wasn’t anything more that needed his attention. 
Eddie had left him a cryptic text fifteen minutes earlier with his usual humor: got a hot one on ice for u. See u soon. 
Trying to wake up fully and hone his focus, Starr went into the bathroom and splashed water on his face. His mind spun a series of possible events that would result in a frozen thigh dumped in a rural setting. Was it a prank? He decided to change his clothes from shirt and tie to a pair of jeans and sweatshirt. It would feel better not to have anything restricting him as he investigated the scene—at least what surrounded the evidence in the park. 
It unnerved Starr that someone had left a human body part in a state park where anyone, even a child, could discover it. He grabbed his wallet and keys and headed to the door. Stopping to think for a moment, Starr decided to take his new small journal with him. The detective reflected with some cynicism how a phantom detective would be a welcome addition at this point.

Moving from the case of the lost girl into the new case, and into a frustrating ordeal of trying to find out what has happened, based upon just having body parts, from the police perspective, we meet a frustrated, younger investigator, Detective Daniel Star. I liked the character... and when the climax began, he played a very intriguing, unexpected part!

Can't get into the villain on this one other than to praise Chase for the dribble effect of personal background brilliantly  alternating with the specific crime planning and execution. I found myself totally involved in the background, what had been happening that ultimately led to the final break from early life to choosing payback...over and over and over... Could I possibly feel sympathy, empathy, for what had been done, when, now, so much unbridled anger occurred as each victim was carefully chosen, abducted...and tortured in one of the most horrible possible ways... 

Chase keeps readers urgently moving forward as each revelation is made, discovered by either the police or, mostly, by Emily's team members... Watching the development of the crime research, its merge and manipulation by appropriate characters keeps us fully engaged and ready for the exhilarating climax presented! For series fans, don't miss this one... If you haven't yet read Jennifer Chase, well, you have already missed watching this rising star move into the likes of J.D. Robb, and other authors who've created strong female police officers we learn to respect and love... Highly recommended...


The love that author Jennifer Chase has for books and writing began with the weekly trips that her mom would take with her to the local library. Jennifer would load up her arms with books and spend the week pouring over them until the next visit brought the opportunity to discover even more authors and stories. Before long, she was taking pen to paper and a lifelong connection with creating characters and plotlines was made.

Jennifer has found her niche in the writing world by integrating another passion, criminology, into her work. She holds a bachelors degree in police forensics and a masters in criminology, academic pursuits that developed out of her curiosity about the criminal mind as well as from her own experience with a violent sociopath, providing Jennifer with deep personal investment in every story she tells. She also holds certifications in serial crime and criminal profiling and is a proud member of the International Association of Forensic Criminologists.
This research background has assisted Jennifer in writing multiple crime thrillers, including Compulsion, Dead Game, Silent Partner, Dark Mind and Dead Burn, earning multiple readers' choice awards and other accolades along the way, including a recent gold medal awarded for Dead Burn by a panel of professionals in the publishing industry as part of the International Book Awards. She also has published a non-fiction book, How to Write a Screenplay, which offers a step-by-step guide to this special craft. In addition to her own writing work, Jennifer does some consulting work in the criminology field.

Jennifer Chase was born and raised in California and still lives there with her husband, dogs and cats. In addition to writing and consulting, Jennifer enjoys spending time outdoors, both at the beach and hiking, and engaging in some amateur photography.


Monday, October 2, 2017

Photography and Poetry from Adolph Caso... Complementary Music...

And Sometimes God Allows Us (Through Adolfo's photo)
 to Capture An Amazing Moment!

Water and Life

Flat and round,
before my eyes.
I see the waves
rolling in,
hitting at my feet--waves
reduced to ripples
of water vanishing
under these feet.
From whence comes life?
Where does it go?
I think of the moon 
and see the answer;
and I bend 
to scoop a cup
to feel the wonderment
of infinity
trickle down my hands
Flat and round,
before my eyes;
I see the waves 
rolling in, 
hitting at my feet--
my essence
will come back to you.
I turn around
and see the earth--
valleys deepened
by mountain peaks, like life,
a chain of ups and downs,
desperation and joy.
And I wonder
when, or
why, or
how I
will turn my back
to feel the water
run down these hands
or let this body float
into the essence
from which it came.


Guest Blogger, James Womack - The Big Planned Parenthood Lie

See My Review
Two weeks ago, I was shocked when I heard that the state of Tennessee passed a state law that prisoners can reduce their sentence if they allowed the state to sterilize them. I immediately flashed back to the numbers that Mrs. Alveda King presented to us at the last Pro Life convention.  I took the data and converted it to an algebraic equation.  

If you know three facts, you can find the unknown fact. If you recall, she stated that since 1973, 60 Million babies were aborted and 51 million were black.   Black women represent 8 percent of the American population but had 85% of the abortions.  Between 1973 and 2012, abortions reduced the black population from 34% to 12%.  I set that up in an algebraic equation to find the the answered to the the question below:   

If it took 73 years to eliminate 85%, how many years would it take to eliminate the remaining 15%? The algebraic equation looks like this:

 It took 73 Years to eliminate 85%                      X= How many years to eliminate 15%
              85%                                                                           15%

When you cross multiply, the answer algebraic answer, X equal 6.8 years.  

When you look at the prison population, black males represent 80% of the population. If states enact and promote sterilization, that procedure will eliminate the black males that escaped Planned Parenthood. The eugenics movement and Planned Parenthood will have achieved one hundred percent of their stated goal.  

Don’t forget! Sterilization is where Hitler began! 

Planned Parenthood co-opted a historical fact when there were no options and uses it to justify the existence of their organization.  In the 30s, 40s, and 50s, cotton pickers in Mississippi and other Jim Crow States had no medical insurance or access to doctors or hospitals.  When ill, they were either cured by grandma’s remedies or they died.  

When raped by Klan members, many of these these women opted to abort the baby.   98% of black females were raped by the plantation owners.  Margaret Sanger had trained black ministers to convince black pregnant women that it was better to abort their babies than to birth them into a world of poverty and hate.  Many of these women used coat hangers in back alley outhouses and toilets to abort their babies and some died in the process. This is a historical fact.   Planned Parenthood uses this historical fact to market their organization with the line that without Planned Parenthood, women would resort to back alley abortions.  That is a lie.  Today every woman in America has access to medical care, even refugees and illegals.   It is a gross misstatement of facts to say that if Planned Parenthood was closed, women would revert to back alley abortions.  When you hear this line in the news media, know that it is a gross misstatement of the history.

Your Brother In Christ,

James Womack
Author:  "Black Dad-White Dad"

PS:  This is another tool in your argument against abortions and the new trend to reduce prisoner's sentence if the United States sanction other states to sterilize educe prison sentences by sterilizing prisoners. 

Thank you so much James for sharing this article... I'll be asking some questions to learn more at Talkin'Bloggin on Facebook...Join us there to participate...

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

God Versus The Flag - My Personal Journey to Today

In over 70 years, I have never seen or experienced the chaos and divisiveness which has erupted since the 2016 election.
As with many of you, perhaps, as I did, your past beliefs and basic ideas and ideals have been involved, causing you to look back...

The Apostles' Creed was one of the first questions I had...
Why did we recite this in Church but out church was not a Catholic Church...?
I wasn't satisfied with the answer... It meant a universal church?
Then why didn't it say so?
And if it was to stand for a universal church, then that meant to me
God was over all of us, no matter in what facility they worshiped
My opinions and beliefs were starting to formulate...

In early life, I loved God Bless America...
Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory of the Coming of the Lord...
Then I was told I couldn't pray in school anymore...
I didn't understand...

My pledge of Allegiance to the Flag 
said it was "Under God"
(Some versions don't now...?)

A child who is raised in church, 
and talking about God...and praying...
Didn't understand--why not in school.
Nobody explained...
When I got older, I noticed something strange
Congress was opened with prayer
Sometimes multiple religious leaders 
were there to pray or bless a meal...
Why wasn't I allowed to pray in school...
(and now we wonder what happened to our youth...)

But there was a song that became the National Anthem
it was about soldiers, fighting and safely coming home, free...
That was a good song, but if God was over all of us...
Why not choose God Bless America,
or His Truth is Marching On...
Were we no longer Under God, like even our money said

Then I learned of special interest groups...atheists in particular
who then began to question using God anywhere...

History said that immigrants came to gain religious freedom
but now immigrants, especially certain religions are banned
I believed God was supreme in the world...and the United States...
A Nation Under God...
In my thinking, just like a Billy Graham or a Martin Luther King,
or Mother Theresa, or Moses and so many other men and women who spoke of their love of God...that there was indeed only One God, and some spoke of him differently than I did because of my particular religion...
Yes, I knew that the Bible said that only through Jesus can you be saved..
Rational thought said that my God was a God of Love, and that he wouldn't condemn those who did not know Jesus...
It was the beginning of doubting for me

It was when I began to receive cautionary notes...a minister uncle brought us little pamphlets against Catholics... My mother suggested we stay away from them...
I've mentioned before that in the seventh grade, my two new best friends for all of high school was a Catholic and an African American... We loved each other as friends do...We never thought of any religious differences that we may have had...

I couldn't understand why one atheist could cause so much turmoil...
Schools were no longer allowed to celebrate Christmas or Easter...
No public displays were permitted on the streets...
I didn't understand why I was being penalized for being a Christian
no longer being able to share a prayer, no longer able to celebrate the birth and death of Christ...
Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, toys and chocolate
 replaced Baby Jesus
the Crucified Jesus...

Madeline O'Hara

Then when I was just beginning to work on a campus, the government 
declared Separation of Church and State.
For me that meant that no Christian events could occur on campus unless they were sponsored by students (as their home away from home)...
Or other approvals which I negotiated...
To religious leaders with questions about their paying taxes for this State institution, I had no answer other than to point out it was now federal law...

This was religious freedom?
Was Christianity the only one being attacked?
Well from an atheist, yes...but what about the rest of America?

But as nearly 40 years on a state university campus flew by
I met many people from different countries, of different colors.
Many became friends; I learned that there was no difference
among that multi-national group...
Some were bad as they chose to be; most were good
Religious differences was not an issue...
Some were Jews, a couple of professor friends,
Indian students and more... Some were Christians, some not...
I could be accused of thinking, they all look alike...
We were a college campus, we were employees, we were students
A group...
College sports were part of that life
multiple races, multiple cultures...became teams...
I was a Christian, yes, but I also was elected to
Staff Council, the Council for Women's Concerns...
I joined and sang various musical pieces 
in a multicultural group of music lovers
God was with me; God was there..

Then One day I no longer felt His Spirit!
It came about because I read a book, something that
contradicted my belief system...
Days were dark; I had pulled away...
Talking to a friend allowed me to consider
I knew the darkness of being without His Spirit
I learned to use the gift of discernment in reading
I didn't want that ever again...

God was there with all races, all nationalities
I never sensed the presence of evil, except through
criminal acts on and off campus... Rape was there, I am sure
Now they call it date rape...
Only one heinous campus crime happened in all those years...

And I had become a member of a society
and happened to be Christian. I lived there
I had a role, a place there...
I fought for staff and women's rights there,
organized conferences, classes, 
to help women and men train for promotional opportunities...

I understood that Christians lived along with others, 
under one God, 
No matter if a different religion was held by some
I began to understand Separation of Church and State
But I never understood the inconsistency in the government
who seemed unable to stand behind their own rulings...
In fact, I had little trust in...government...

Within my family, they knew I worked hard,
continued to be promoted, continued to succeed...
They never knew my friends,
my activities, my professional or personal involvement.
They were busy with their lives, I with mine...
I had become an adult working and living as I chose...
I have gained much sympathy, much empathy
for all women and men who are burdened by just living...
living and trying to survive...
Women's rights were increased...as was minorities
Affirmative Action made us conscious of why we hired 
and made us realize that discrimination was wrong... 
I learned and understood much
Some did not and resented...but still was part of the group, 
striving and trying...working together...

Then it started on campus...A New Administration
Women, myself included, who had entered 
senior administration and a different federal employee classification
were either fired, moved into different positions...
Much happened; I will only say I developed Job Burnout
and was told I had to choose between death and my job
I went on medical leave...and ultimately was fired
although they called it elimination of the position...

Still I wasn't ready ten years later
for a man to be running for President
No, I had never watched the apprentice
knew nothing about Trump...
But I heard this and remembered...
Sexual harrassment, snide remarks,
women's role... I was "on alert"
This man during his campaign was a predator
inciting anger, prejudice, hate
I saw it immediately...others didn't; he was elected
not by popular vote, but through emotional division...

He's still doing it...

His mode of operation:
Deflect the people from his not doing the job
by appealing to emotional insecurities and fears
The majority oppose him now...

So he hits again...
"The star is a symbol of the heavens and the divine goal to which man has aspired from time immemorial; the stripe is symbolic of the rays of light emanating from the sun."

This is what I think...
The flag is a symbol of unity
People are what it represents
In this case, in the United States...
No matter whether Soldiers, or those who wait for them
No matter what they do for a living
The flag is merely a symbol of the country
 in which Americans live
The flag is not God to be honored above people...
God loves all people and is not 
An Entertainer to be watched for your pleasure
even while some of God's people are hurting...
In the US and all over the world
People have been freed in the country this flag represents,
not just soldiers, veterans...but all people...
And, I thought, the United States was a country,
Under God...
When that country divides over the freedom that the United States
provided for all immigrants that came to find freedom from religion...
Why Now has the United States chosen to allow divisiveness
turning away from why and how immigrants came...
Why now are we saying that God, who reins over all people
has allowed one man and supporters to change 
God's sovereignty over all nations...

God gives us the freedom to worship in many ways
He gives us freedom of choice in all ways...
Yet many people are not equally free...
Why does the flag prevent us from Freedom to Speak/Protest
Why is being Entertained without Disruption
more important than People...

I am again a child trying to understand...
Why is Trump allowed to divide America...
Hitler divided out a specific religion
Trump says there are good guys in 
White Supremacists, Neo-Nazis, and KKK

God Help us...
Guide us to Your path...
Not the path of a false prophet who uses
your people to incite hate, be prejudice,
and use anger to protest...
May we instead
and perhaps in prayer, silently seek the
Freedom You have granted to all Your people
not just a few... who use your Name falsely...
Let those who feel a need to protest against a government
not just seen as spoiling entertainment for some
but rather as a recognition that one man
is forcing us to assume that people hurting
have no rights under that flag, 
to consider how they are being treated...
And God, please let them see their entertainment is not
more important, no matter what kind of money is involved...
And please explain to me why more Americans watch sports
than worship you...
Was it because the government took prayer out of schools
and children no longer see God in all areas of their lives???
I always am wondering...bear with me, Father God...

I have great sympathy for my Black brothers and sisters...