James Houston Turner Presents Book 5, Into the Eye (The Talanov Thriller Series) Fan-tas-tic!!!

 

Mutebi marched over to where Zawadi and the two children were seated around John, who was lying in the dirt. Singing softly, Zawadi was cradling John’s head in her lap. Blood from John’s face had created patches of red in the dirt. Opening his eyes, John did not look at Mutebi glaring down at them. He looked instead at the bracelet Zawadi wore on her ankle. Shawni Juma had given it to her during the first meal they had eaten together. He smiled at the memory of the stew Zawadi had made with cassava, sweet potatoes, beans, and millet. Mutebi’s voice broke his reverie like a thunderbolt. “What do I do with you, John Okoro?” he bellowed. “Do I keep you, or do I kill you?”

He had never been a prayer kind-of guy, but right now he prayed God would allow him to put a bullet in Mutebi’s head. I’m guessing that’s not exactly an appropriate prayer, he thought with a glance upward. And after a quick squirt of water into his mouth, he put away the water bottle and began trotting again.

“How do I know I can trust you?” “Now, that’s funny, coming from a traitor."

Alex refuses to get on the helicopter? This is a no-win situation for me, but this isn’t about me. It’s about Larisa, Alex, Shawni Juma, and stopping some of the most depraved and evil men on the planet. So I mean it when I say we have no choice but to let her do this.” “Then our prayers go with you, Bill. They would have, anyway, but this time, you’re going to need them like you’ve never needed them before.

“Don’t, just . . . don’t, okay? I know you have to phrase things a certain way, but I don’t like hearing how little he matters in the scheme of things.” “You wanted me to be honest, so this is me being honest. It’s not how I feel personally, but it’s reality.”

“He said refugee camps were proof the world was overpopulated, and that his vaccines would eliminate what he called the world’s most useless inhabitants.” “He actually said that?” “In those exact words. He was referring to refugees when he said it, but I wondered who’s next on his list. The poor? The old? The sick? Everyone in Ohio? What I don’t understand is how all of this fits with him wanting to destroy America.

While Talanov was in Africa, physically hurt and running for his life, the love of his life was waiting in her bedroom to be married to another man... Talanov had sent her away, believing that he loved her enough to give her up so that she was not forced to be involved in his career choice where, she, too, would be in danger. He knew he could never go through that again, thinking of the moment his first wife was shot and he'd held her as she died...

This then, was to be the 5th book by one of my personal favorite authors. I found it much more compelling a read... This book may indeed include the normal thrilling scenes readers can expect but, this was so much more! Revelatory! Up-to-Date, Exciting, Unorthodox, and, most surprising, Within a family-like setting... A group of strangers who, in fighting for one cause--justice--had banded, and bonded, to become a loving group of people who would do anything and everything for those they loved--AND--for those in need, no matter where they are, or were...

“O God of all creation, Bless this our land and nation. Justice be our shield and defender, May we dwell in unity, peace, and liberty.” “You quote our national anthem.” “The English rendition is nowhere as poetic as it is in Swahili,” Wilcox responded. “Plus, what have we always said, you and I, since our very first meeting?” “That in spite of political whims, we will always stand together.” “Yes., and what was true then is just as true now.” Lesanu embraced Wilcox as his brother, and the two men smiled and shook hands.

Take for instance Talanov's boss... There is no doubt as we read that he considers Talanov as he would love his own son... Though both are strong-willed, they regret it later and come back together in forgiveness. Wilcox and Talanov were now working together. Kilo Tactical response team, otherwise known as KTAC, which had been created in a classified department within Directorate K of the National Geospatial-Intelligence Agency, or the NGA. Included on the team was another trusted friend, former KGB colonel, Aleksandr Talanov, whom Wilcox had recruited away from the Soviets back in the 80s.

This became very important when a helicopter was landing in the midst of that wedding that was going to be held later in the day... You see, that boss, Bill, had also been asked to walk Larisa down the aisle at her wedding... But, he had gotten a real shock when he'd gone to talk with her preparatory to that event... She was having second thoughts. And, of course, Bill had brought back memories of her love of Talanov...As they talked, the gardens were being destroyed, tables were being turned over and the helicopter had landed and they were looking for the head of KTAC... Just know, these are "the good guys..." Bill had heard the 'copter and knew it would be for him... He stood up and immediately Larisa thought of Talanov and jumped up as well... "I'm going too..." And, of course, Bill knew that couldn't happen... Larisa began to show her own "stuff" as she lifted up the long bottom of her white gown, and started running out of the bedroom and on to the helicopter, passing the family members, guests, and only stopping to whisper regrets and ran on to have the men in the copter lift her up, thinking she was going... Well, Bill tried, but ultimately, Larisa was on her way to help ensure Talanov was safe! Readers get involved as they watch Larisa tackle any man who is trying to once again tell her what "she" should do... And she wasn't having any of it! I was loving this... Here's my hero, finally meeting a woman who was not afraid of a hero loved by many for saving their lives... Larisa was looking for much more... You'll enjoy this romantic story plot within the family drama like no other you will hear about...

Take for instance, that Talanov is now a father of 3 children (adopted)--the oldest in her 20s and a super expert on all things computers... Talanov didn't have a choice. Bill didn't have a choice... It was now a time when using guns was no longer the most effective way to fight long-distance... And when you're heading into Africa, you'll not know what deadly bit of equipment will be flying toward you!  Indeed, Bill had his own computer specialist, also with prolific skills, including using computer equipment, in planning out or obtaining what was needed for any respective crisis they were being called into... Readers will learn more about these two skilled women than from either Bill or other leaders of government... They were the experts that, if they know what they are doing, any leader will ensure he has available and in full support for responsibilities to actually come together for a win...

You know, folks, I was also surprised and gratified that Turner had moved forward to introduce, again from our daily headlines, what can happen when computers are moved into an aggressive mode... Specifically, it is only by the brilliance of the creators that those machines can actually perform to do exactly what needs to be done. AI will never, in my opinion, reach that level of independence. But, as shown with the rich villain leader, much damage can occur when the goal is destruction for greed and power...

This gives a public perception of him being a philanthropist because it looks as if he’s donating millions of dollars to charitable causes. For instance, his Endowment for the Arts and Sciences, which is a 501(c) non-profit organization, routes money to another of his 501s, his Foundation, which receives government grants for the support of humanitarian needs around the world, which in turn pays kickbacks to politicians who grant him government aid. His foundation then gives shipping contracts to OBLO Global Holdings, which is his shipping company, which supposedly transports aid to worldwide crisis areas. OBLO then donates massive amounts of money to the Endowment for the Arts and Sciences, and round and round it goes. That’s an over-simplification, but it illustrates how he doesn’t really give money to anyone, but merely circulates it among his NGOs. In the process, he pays himself and his political cronies huge sums of money. It also allows him to sink his hooks into every politician who votes to give his NGOs American aid money in exchange for kickbacks. If they try and jump ship, he ends their careers. Or their lives.” “So he’s in this for the money?” “To a degree, yes, but his primary motive is to make America the seat of global communist power. A prerequisite, as you might guess, is replacing America’s constitutional government with a communist form of government. This is why individual freedoms are under such attack, especially the first and second amendments. Stand out in your standing up, and you’ll get killed.” “I hear you there.” “Which begs the question: why risk your life doing this? There are safer ways to help.” “To be honest, I thought a research lab was where I belonged,” answered Shawni. “I loved the work and I knew I would be helping people. Then I came to Africa and I just . . . fell in love. Then I learned what Mutebi was doing and knew I had to put boots on the ground and do something. If they end up killing me, so be it.”

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Frankly, I was somewhat stunned when I read this--by the way, I've taken out most names of the bad guys. In such a complex book, there is no way, brief excerpts can lead you anywhere significant for potential TMI. Thereafter, I wasn't surprised about who the criminals included on their payroll... The thing about this kind of book, actions described are almost predictable, as if they are being used directly from today's headlines... if you're reading the right headlines, that is...

“Waiting is not doing nothing. It’s the deliberate act of choosing the right time to strike. So waiting is what we do. Can I count on you for that?” Shawni did not reply. “I need to hear you say it.” “I hate you right now, but, yes.” Talanov smiled because he understood Shawni’s frustration over the Okoros being treated like cattle. And not just the Okoros, but everyone in the cage. 

“Boys with guns getting drunk.” “That doesn’t sound good.” “It’s not, but maybe they’ll keep drinking and pass out.”

“My God, they’ve got Stinger missiles,” whispered Talanov while Mutebi’s men cheered. “Brought by that white guy in the hat. Do you know who he is?” “A mercenary from South Africa...” answered Shawni. “When I first got here, I noticed him in the camps with an older white guy.” “What did the older guy look like?” “Seventies . . . stocky, gray hair and jowls.” “With a big scar on his chin?” “Yeah, but . . . how did you know?” “That man was...

Bill Wilcox had been asked to head up a rescue somewhere in Africa (to be determined). Immediately Wilcox took control and confronted the government representatives about the fact that the first rescue had failed due to sabotage from within the team. He demanded and got permission for his own team to be vetted and ultimately approved by Bill and Talanov, if they could find him alive... In other words, they had no idea exactly what kind of team support was needed, whether they found anybody still alive, or whether this team, somehow would also be sabotaged. But Bill had gone through this for many years... Four individuals were chosen for interview by Bill. Let's just say that if sabotage was tried, immediate action would be taken...

• Readers will enjoy getting to know the team members, especially one black woman who started singing Redneck Woman until one of the men tried to stop her... Let's just say, for purposes of this post,,, she...won... Ultimately the final team were working on their own, because this book has many different major crimes needing attention...

• Loss of freedom and humane living
• Starvation and loss of life of average citizens of various African locations
• Human Trafficking mostly of women and children, Death through Sexual Attacks, including gang rapes
• Safety of the Victims, how and where they were being taken,
• Gun smuggling and Internal criminals killing innocent citizens,
• Provision of high power weapons for greater destruction
• Control of all criminal actions by the rich and power structure,
• Intimidation and threats against family members of officials/team members,
• Control of businesses by intimidation and threats,
• And a specific hit list of those working against criminality.
• Finally, attempting the rescue of a researcher and Talanov, if still alive, who was seen falling out of the first helicopter that had been destroyed. The researcher had gained significant information which could be used to legally take action. Could the team find, retain, and actually achieve ownership and retention into a safe location?
• Any other atrocity that is now taking place of inciting wars, threatening genocide, control by power rather than providing AID

If you think I have merely listed all that I've personally witnessed in our country at this time, you would be wrong...These issues are all addressed in one way or another in this fantastic look at reality by a man who, first, started traveling in Russia to smuggle bibles into that country and met the true-life Russian who chose, for himself, to not act to support what was happening by this dictator or that authoritarian, or this King, or that common thief and oppressor who uses violence because that's a choice...

Talanov had been trained to have no feelings about death. It was only when he learned about being free, in a democracy, that he began to not only feel personal freedom, but learned the pain that, seemingly everywhere, had those who had no emotional concerns about how others were treated... I admired Talanov as a hero in earlier books. In this book I found a man who I could trust, not as a hero, but as an individual who believes in justice--for all... A Perfect Man of the People!

So, of course, Turner keeps our hearts beating fast until the very end and I don't dare talk about any of that... So how to close, because of course I know what is to happen (Yay!) So, I will just point out that one of my favorite authors continues to up his game, and I believe this is already up for a movie? Of course I have no idea where his movies are shown... LOL not in my neck of the woods... Do enjoy this masterpiece of writing!

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Ongoing Legal Contributor Harold Michael Harvey Presents "When the State Cannot Kill Cleanly - Justice is Out of Balance"

 

Photo: AI-generated depicting justice out of balance.

When the State Cannot Kill Cleanly - Justice is Out of Balance

I have spent much of my life thinking about death, not in the abstract, but in the way the state prepares to take a human life in the name of justice. For two decades, I worked as a criminal defense lawyer in Georgia. When I closed my practice, I had successfully defended five Black men from execution in the Georgia electric chair, the capital punishment method in use in the last century. I fought those cases hard because I did not want to stand inside the execution chamber in Jackson, Georgia.

And for all those years, I never did, not until I went as a layman to protest the execution of Troy Davis on September 11, 2011, a moment that still sits heavy on my spirit. In nine days, Troy Davis would have turned 59 years old.

I have been a lifelong opponent of capital punishment. Only once did I ever believe the death penalty might be morally justified. It was in the Dylann Roof case, where Roof murdered 15 members of a Bible study group at the Mother Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal Church in Charleston, South Carolina, on June 15, 2015. The church had invited
him in for solace. Even then, I felt the weight of the question, not the righteousness of the answer.

Tonight, as I read the NBC News report on Tennessee’s failed execution of Christa Gail Pike, I am troubled in a way that reaches back through every capital case I ever handled.

Because what Tennessee attempted was not an execution. It was a collapse of state power. Simply put, a process the state could not control.

The facts are stark. Witnesses reported that executioners injected both syringes of lethal injection chemicals, yet Pike “has not lost consciousness and still has a heartbeat.” Journalists heard her say, “My arm feels like it’s about to burst open” at 7:34 p.m. They saw her kicking her feet, snoring, and knocking off the sheets laid on her body. At times, the curtain was closed, and journalists could only hear sounds.

Twice, officials closed the curtains, hiding the process from public view.

An ambulance arrived at the prison and then left again as medical aid was administered inside the death chamber. Even the victim’s mother, who wanted the execution carried out, said simply: “It was a mess.”

This was Tennessee’s second failed execution this year. In
May, executioners could not find a vein for Tony Carruthers, forcing a one‑year reprieve.

When a state cannot reliably carry out its gravest punishment, the punishment itself becomes morally indefensible. I have seen this system from the inside. I defended men the state intended to kill. I sat in rooms where prosecutors spoke casually about death. I sat with families who feared the phone call that would end their world. I sat with clients failed by every institution long before they ever met me. I saw the relief in their eyes when death was taken off the table.

In 2011, I felt the collective weight of protesters who had waited all day for a phone call from Justice Clarence Thomas that could save Troy Davis’s life. I’m still haunted by the collective murmur that erupted in the crowd when Ben Jealous announced that Thomas denied Davis’s last appeal, then Raphael Warnock emerged from the death chamber with the words, it is finished.

I also sat in policy discussions when Georgia considered eliminating electrocution in favor of lethal injection. We argued that capital punishment was cruel and unusual under all circumstances. The prevailing argument then was that lethal injection would be “more humane,” “more predictable,” and “less traumatic” for everyone involved.

But the Pike attempt shows what I suspected even then: the state cannot guarantee a humane death, not with electricity, not with chemicals, and not with any method that relies on human hands, human judgment, and human fallibility. As the Pike case shows, the body does not always cooperate.

The state’s spokesperson insisted Tennessee “followed every step of the State’s lawful, established execution. They insisted Tennessee “followed every step of the State’s lawful, established execution protocol” and that the chemical “has consistently been effective.”

But the human body is not a protocol. It is not a machine. It does not always respond to chemicals the way the state expects.

When Pike remained conscious, breathing, and in pain after both syringes were administered, the state’s claim of “consistency” collapsed.

Let’s be clear, trauma cannot be separated from the process. Pike’s lawyers argued that being strapped down would trigger “severe mental suffering and superadded psychological terror” because she had been molested and raped beginning in early childhood: trauma the state did not dispute at a recent hearing.

Even if the chemicals had worked perfectly, the psychological harm was already built into the process. A humane execution is impossible when the process itself recreates the trauma that shaped the defendant’s life.

Here is the moral question we cannot avoid.

I defended men the state intended to kill because I believed, and still believe, that the death penalty is a power too great for any government to wield. It requires perfection from inherently imperfect institutions. It requires certainty from systems built on human judgment. It requires control over a process that cannot be fully controlled.

The Pike attempt proves this again. If the state cannot kill cleanly, it should not kill at all.

When I stood outside the prison in Jackson to protest the execution of Troy Davis, I felt the weight of every client I had ever defended. I felt the weight of every mistake the justice system has ever made. And I felt the weight of the question that has followed me my entire career:

What does it do to a society when the state kills in its name?

Tonight, Tennessee answered that question in the worst possible way. It showed us that the death penalty is not justice. It is not closure. It is not control. It is a system that fails publicly, painfully, and predictably.

When the state fails at killing, everyone involved carries the burden: the condemned, the victims’ families, the witnesses, the courts, and the society that allows it. I have spent my life fighting this system. Tonight reminds me why.

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Harold Michael Harvey is an award-winning photojournalist and a two-time award-winning author. He is a 2026 Barrier Beakers Award Honoree, presented by the James Wimberly Institute for Black Studies & History, for his book Fantasy Five: The Election of Macon’s First Black Councilmembers. Please follow him at www.haroldmichaelharvey.com and haroldmichaelharvey.com.substack.com.

My friend always has the right words to pinpoint many important issues. I personally have mixed feelings about capital punishment, especially as pinpointed by Harvey for serial crime actions, when I see so many deaths being, seemingly, performed by the government itself: Minnesota murders in our streets, murder of unknown people in South America waters, and, of course, the deadly war on Iran which was not approved by anybody... Especially when a supreme court has given this president total immunity while he's in office! Can we afford to allow any deaths, even seemingly justified, to this government as being immuned???

The Week That Was... Ending October 2, 2026 - Opem Memoir...

 Things are moving much too fast, don't you think? ...And yet, extremely slow for the average citizen... I don't even consider myself average any more. I am old and very unimportant in the reality of today's world... And yet, I KNOW that in God's eyes, each one of His children are important to Him...

I have a best friend who takes me away from my home each week, maybe more if needed...She took me Tuesday of this week and, began with deciding which is first on our agenda. Time-wise, I was ready for breakfast, so we went to Bob Evans for a sit down... While eating we caught up with each other's activities, sometimes complaining, other times rejoicing when one or the other moves ahead just a little... That's what a best friend does... I know, because as the years have gone by, friends have become fewer, for one reason or another... Still, there is One who remains, always...

As we finished and I turned to the right, gearing up for getting up from the seat, I felt a woman come beside me, turn to my niece and say you take that arm; I've got this one... And, together they helped me to stand. The woman on the right told me to stand a while until I was steady--I realized that she probably worked as a caretaker or had learned how to help along the way... Then I reached over and hugged her and I whispered, "I'm so afraid for all of you--I can't help but stop, talk and hug the women who are targeted by DEI by this group of white male supremacists...even though I didn't say all those words..." I knew what she would say. She immediately starting talking about God, Jesus and that He would protect her... I know that in my heart...but my mind has seen and read too much... I tried to share, "yes, but..." and she would not listen--her faith was much stronger even though God has told me, "I've Got This..."

Still, I know that the average citizen has no idea what I've learned through my reading books written during this time... Too much "crap" is happening daily and I can't possibly get all the information out that should be available but is being hidden by political and wealth power like never seen in these united states and even spreading across the world geared for only one goal... Assimilate or Eradicate...

And with a series of specific books I had come to realize that through no fault of my own, I had become a lost sheep that was saved by my Shepherd, thankfully...

Just turning on the TV, reading a book, or hearing those who have to fight to bring us the news brings another bit of needed information  Ithat adds to the depth and breadth of this relentless attack...Millions see it; many try to fight it; but do they realize what led to where we are right now in today's world? I'm not talking about history that explores the development of a new land of opportunit and then all events thereafter... I'm talking about, of course, my own perspective. For, let's face it, that is the only thing that we have to try to live within a world so large, often confusing, and definitely unfair... Even having a personal savior does not remove all of the issues that confront us on a daily basis. Some good, often funny, some not so bad...and then...today's reality...

Jen includes a fun look at AI from her perspective...I thought I'd try, so I did a general search on the new AI help site too. "Please provide legal status of Epstein Case..." Ah, apparently that has not been assimilated... Still, this presentation with Jen is one that provided me with info that I am interested in, so is included for this week...

I also realized this week that I had to forcefeed more information into my mind about AI. My best friend refused to consider any value--that was a clue... Then I continued to have to deal with site after site that had proceeded to stuff AI into our lives, while destroying those earlier much-needed methods by which computers had actually come to contribute to our lives over the last 20 years of so... But, now, that was not enough... So they chose to ignore all that had been given to us through computers and chose to burden us instead with taking it away--just like our personal rights have been destroyed or taken away through government control... They try to claim that this is bigger than any advancement in our history... Key is that each earlier achievement advancements were created for the advancement of humanity and while strange, they were wonderful and added to our lives.... Nobody wants to go back to the time when there was only ice blocks to help keep our food safe... Yet, these power seekers are doing just that... they are not working behind the scenes to accomplish. They are damaging what was created and stuffing trial-and-error into millions of lives...especially to the millions of us who had willingly taken their free platforms and became their guinea pigs...

Sure I had a need to work with Gemini, felt the thrill I had been trying to gain for 30 years or so I had explored in trying to improve my job skills and take on new responsibilities that required computer speed. But that is, really, just that--speed... It is not a true workmate where we collaborate and work to achieve something that is potentially important, is it?

And then this week I learned about one woman, with the knowledge in the technical side of computers that I had lacked. And I gained a reality directly from one technical person who said exactly what I had always believed... The computers are not the problem; The rich men leading their use are...Indeed, I have never blamed the computers for not being available to do the job I was assigned to do... It has always been about the usually, white men who routinely chose their own priorities...  That, then, is today's reality, yet again, where men take away women's rights for medical care... Or take away the rights fought for and finally achieved for various human rights, such as color of their skin, who had to fight for rights  from the white men who had once been the only ones considered to manage our new democracy... And so much more could be added, and we know and have seen it all being quickly destroyed through lies, loss of legal control, and all the safeguards needed to live in a true democracy for all of We The People...

One thing I already knew but had wanted to begin to move on with is "the connections" that I've built up just in the last decade, which I must say gave me the guidance and direction I wanted to share about in my life... Immediately, I picked one book... as the, you might say, first floor--the basis upon which I had begun to build my thinking, in a direction that I have not, perhaps, yet wanted to stray from. Because it made sense to me. Indeed I feel even stronger about it after the last decade of reading many other books... The title is The Light of the World: The Life and Teachings of Jesus of Nazareth, by Tim Spiess... In fact, I have already contacted him and presently working on talking about his book...

https://gabixlerreviews-bookreadersheaven.blogspot.com/2024/11/tim-spiess-presents-light-of-world-life.html

https://gabixlerreviews-bookreadersheaven.blogspot.com/2024/11/part-2-tim-spiess-presents-light-of.html

AND

https://gabixlerreviews-bookreadersheaven.blogspot.com/2023/11/tim-spiess-presents-christianity.html 

At that Same Time, I must quickly point out that I have not taken the initiative to become involved further with Tim Spiess' movement

Known as "The Peaceful Revolution"

Rather that I learned enough from his books to confirm what I believed Already...

But, by learning so much, still worry about Accountability in Today's World

Can we find Faith, in an Age of Fear and Falsehood?

And Can it be our failure that we are now striving for a peaceful revolution?

Or whatever is happening now with all the protests, murders, loss of freedom, loss of rights that has apparently been stirring in a pot for decades 

Or just ole greed and envy for power that has erupted by placing one man as president?

So, this is Friday of a week where I have also reconnected via his latest book with an author, James Houston Turner, and loving the book (500 pages, however, so it's taking more time than, say, to read a cozy...LOL)

And I've already given a negative review to Gemini on, would you believe, GMail?

And even in writing this post, I am once again unable to find help in dealing with something as minor as wanting to link to a past post that appears to now have what I consider a major error in Blogger programming... Who knows? 

What I do know is that all of the tech giants have had a "dinner" with this president

And that, apparently, data centers are already being built even with the major protests and complaints...and, of course, without gaining approval from a House of Representatives who are once again on "leave..." and they seem to be built in areas with water problems (like dry areas!) Is this president leading to a new way to murder our citizens other than ICE, simply by declaring a race for the fastest who can win a race for AI???!!! With subsequent upheaval during construction and then ongoing?

And I have to ask, Even if we Win, will we be confronted with another Ballroom that could not be stopped and costing millions of dollars for something that nobody asked for or approved? Or really wanted?

The second book which created the basis for my beliefs I already know and will name next. And you will see that, say, the Tower that is being built will contain an unstable layer that "represents" perhaps thousands of years... Hopefully it will be next Friday that I'll be moving on in this endeavor...

Is Your House on Solid Rock?

Gabby

Adopted Brother, Manny Moreno's Here! Come on and Say Ketchem allea (Good Morning)! Read His Thoughts, Poetry, and Much More!

 

Note: No, I couldn't understand this language, but I knew it was important history of the Yaqui... I hope it incites interest to at least some readers...

Good morning.

If there is anything I want to be remembered for, it's that I have grown into feeling like this.
May God have mercy on me.
Have a blessed day.

~~~

Almost midnight. Outside it's mostly quiet. My friend Homie the cat, is asleep on the couch.

What is the human being way? Is it a sacred way? Or is it not? All religions or rituals, ceremonies and cults, in theory are created by humans, to guide or lead humans to a higher power. But overtime become corrupted and the reverance for the Creator is set to the side. I believe the Creator is spirit. The same spirit that created the universe, the earth, and all living things on it, including human beings. That is where the truth of power and reality exists. This is what I believe. The human being's ways are imperfect. But I find where humans walk in a sacred way, they usually pray to the Great Spirit, in spirit and in truth. Just my thoughts tonight. If it makes any sense. A'ateaka yeu matchune.

~~~

(with my two sisters)
I woke up a little while ago, and I can't go back to sleep. Got a pot of coffee brewing and it's still kind of warm inside. Burning sage. I was dreaming of my grandfathers and grandmothers. I feel blessed to have grown up with them around. Their generation is no longer here. But I have their memories that I will take to my grave. I lived so many years in the darkness. Not knowing about my ancestors. Not knowing where to look. I walked through the darkness to find the light over thirty years ago. When I got rid of the firewater. And the search began. I found my ancestors, and all the things that remain about them, leaving no doubt. It took decades of searching, frustrations, putting everything together to leave for our future generations. Through my veins they flow. They live. With that understanding becoming clear, I began to walk in a more respectful way. Reminded that I represent in my walk, all of those behind me. I've grown in many ways over time, like a baby learning how to walk. And it's been a humbling experience and a maturity. Not without shortcomings. Anyways, the coffee's ready. Catch you on the rebound. A'ho

RANCHO DE CENTINELA

I awaken each day

From the dream world

A place of all things possible

Alone

When taa'a, the sun, rises

Shining light on our world

Blessings my eyes

Thankful for another day

I eat alone

Think alone

Paing

               Draw

                                Write

Alone

Spinning my wheels

Over this thing and that thing

Worrying over nothing

Stir crazy sometimes

Connecting the two

The middle of nowhere

Nothing sacred here

Only the earth below my feet

Fast food drive-throughs

Taco wagons

Quick Stops

Truck stop filling stations

Mission de Oro

A passerby's oasis

To fill up, piss and grab

A burger to go

This is nowhere

And nowhere 

For me

Is like a dog

Without a bone

In the twilight zone

                                 --Santa Nella Blues

                                   Monolin Manny Moreno

City of Santa Nella. Hwy 5. California

SANTA NELLA WINDS

Almost all the time

The Santa Nella Winds

Like an unwanted visitor

Like a mean-spirited bully

Pound on the metal trailers

Banging them merilessly like

Loud clanging cymbals

Annoying for days and nights

Sandblasting everything in sight

A tall cottonwood

In solitide in a field

Of dry weeds in back

Clings tightly

To huge gnarled broken

Branches dangling

Reaching for the dry

Earth below them

When the winds bite them off

Like a hungry lion and I hope

They miss falling on my roof

--Monolin Manny Moreno

Santa Nella Blues

~~~

A VISION STANDS TALL

The bell tower of Mission de Oro

Is the tallest structure in Santa Nella

Jesus Monroy Garcia's Vision

He built and called Mission de Tesoro

Means treasure

On the very spot where

Tiburcio Vasquez spent his childhood days

For thirteen years I've seen it

Going out and coming in

Standing tall for all to see

The Vision of a man

Who never got to see

The whole Vision through

To build missions four

Hundred miles apart

From Alaska to South America

But this will do

--Monolin Manny Moreno

Santa Nella Blues

~~~

This is the painting of Manny that I have sitting next to me on a bookshelf as I work..

Of course, I have no idea what he was thinking as he created this...

But, for me, it represents the minutes, hours, months and years that he has worked, alone, to share His Gifts from God to all of us

What a treasure of history, of memories! His Life!

That's why I'm so happy and grateful that He Comes to Share

Here at Book Readers Heaven...

Indeed, I'll soon have in my hands the Manuscript 

                

I want to read it... He has already agreed that once I get the copy, I will be able to share selected excerpts with all of YOU!

And, most importantly, he has allowed me to be very clear once again... Manny Moreno needs YOUR help to publish what I believe he sees as his personal memoir... Once he wants to ensure that he can proudly sell and have sufficient copies to provide anybody who wants to read and learn about a Yaqui American who has struggled living in a white man's world for many, many years... He has become a true historian for his family and has gathered as much as he can to provide documentation, pictures and more, through his words and writings, paintings, and other creative works... I am constantly amazed at every single precious artistic endeavor comes out of just one man... Imagine--two people from each side of this nation found each other--certainly a God Incident!

So right now, on Manny's behalf, I have brought together a little more of the pieces of brilliance that seem to appear right from the top of his beautiful mind so often... And ask you to think hard about supporting an elder of his people, who, in today's politics, is finding DEI mandates especially difficult and a total inability for him to publish, perhaps, his last book... At least that's how I'm feeling as I try to create my Open Memoir to be just published here on Blogger... I wish for him even more. That his book can reach far into the hands of our indigenous citizens' hands and minds to know that we care enough to ensure the history of ALL peoples' histories are not ignored or even banned--but read carefully so that we may grow more closer and actually learn to Love our Neighbors as God has shown We The People Are...

I'm finding new pictures he's created all the time...They are fascinating, don't you think?

This one tells what I just said about him, as I interpret it...He's working to represent his culture and his heritage all at the same time... Such Talent! Must be Shared!

Folks, I love to watch how our indigenous and other cultures celebrate their heritage, don't you? I'll be starting reading Manny's book soon. In the meantime, I'd like to suggest that you introduce yourself to a neighbor, a fellow United States Citizen who lives right around the corner online! Go out and introduce yourself and ask to connect! Right now!    Find pictures of his ancestors, his drawings, and check out his stories, or just send a message or caring to your new friend!  

https://www.facebook.com/YAQUIME

Don't forget to watch for chosen excerpts of his, yet, unpublished Book!

Manny Anthony Moreno on Facebook (Different names as needed this site)

God Bless Us One and All

Gabby

My Personal Favorite Character Hero - Talanov - Is Back! In: Into the Eye by James Houston Turner! I'm So Excited! - Had to Announce It!

 Ok Folks, I just can't help it... I met James Houston Turner with his very first Talanov book... and I've been receiving personal messages from him to his fans every since... Like me, James had to stop for a period to take care of medical issues... AND, in his latest, I immediately noticed a difference in this book... which made me ever more excited! Hey, Sorry! If you've never got excited about a book or author, you, my friend, are missing a lot in your life, JMPO...

From the Front of the Book:

Forty years ago, a hero was born. I didn’t recognize it at the time, but that is when the real Aleksandr Talanov and I crossed paths. I do not know his actual name. Talanov is the name I gave him. I was an idealistic smuggler of Bibles and medical supplies behind the Iron Curtain, and in doing so, I attracted the attention of the Soviet secret police, the KGB. The world behind the “Curtain” was a dystopian police state that was very foreign to this small-town Kansas boy. And my humanitarian actions were perceived by the Soviets as a genuine threat, so the real Talanov, who was in the KGB, leaked word out of Moscow that I was on a watch list and in danger. I found the notion ludicrous, but I learned very quickly that it was not, especially when I was told he would be executed if his actions were discovered. 

But he saw something in me that inspired him to take the risk, and thus was born the character of Aleksandr Talanov. I grew up in a time of heroes. Back then, the heroes in books and on television were usually squeaky-clean good guys. That is a far cry from reality, which I first noticed in Sunday school with many of the biblical characters I came to admire. Take King David, the shepherd boy who slayed Goliath. David had the heart of a lion – a man “after God’s own heart,” as it is recorded of him – but who was just as much a sinner as he was a hero. Which is the case with most of us: we are a messy blend of both. Thus, in Talanov, I worked to create a hero with flaws who was still undeniably a hero. 

I admire heroism, where a flawed character puts the welfare of others above his or her own good, and usually at great risk. That is what the real Talanov did for me. My mom and dad were also among my first heroes and I am forever grateful for the world of adventure, love, and imagination they gave me. Sorry for all of the gray hairs I gave you, Mom. 

Another of my real-life heroes was an American Indian athlete named John Levi. He and my dad were personal friends and I grew up on stories about “Big John” Levi. So, I nicknamed one of the characters in the book “Skee,” which was the actual nickname of Big John. I had the honor of getting to know Big John’s son, John Levi, Jr., and his wife, Mary, so the appearance of Skee in the book is my small way of honoring the memories of John Levi and his son, John Levi, Jr. Thanks also go to the Sieval family, of the Netherlands, whom I met on my first Bible smuggling trip and with whom I have visited on many occasions. This family continues to inspire me every day. Speaking of the Sievals, I wish to acknowledge Eelko and Marja Sieval for making it possible for me to produce my first feature film, Square Pegs. 

Another real-life hero from my smuggling days was Josek, a man who had been exiled to the coal mines of Siberia simply for his faith. His integrity and grit will live forever in the character of Aleksandr Talanov. While imprisoned in Siberia, Josek would carve wooden figurines to pass the time. After his eventual release and return to Poland, we met on one of my trips, where he was so moved by my visit that he wept openly. He then went into his house and returned with a small wooden figurine he had carved in Siberia. The carving depicted a robed fisherman holding a fish. “This is for you,” he said. I still have Josek’s carving in my office, and I still remember his exhortation for me to continue “casting my net” on the other side of the boat. 

There are also the heroic women I met at the Union Rescue Mission’s women’s shelter, Bethel Haven, where I once worked as a journalist. Several of these women, from Eastern Europe, were victims of human trafficking, and their stories opened my eyes to the reality of that monstrous crime. It was heartrending to hear them describe the abuses they had endured and how they had been traded and sold as slaves and sexual commodities. Their incredible grace and strength in the face of such adversity helped create the character of Larisa. 

Those and other interviews also helped me create the character of Namazzi, whom you will meet in this book, and whose composite character represents the tenacity and faith of several survivors and observers of the Liberian Civil Wars, the Uganda Holocaust, and the Nigerian massacres. My challenge was how to capture the rawness of those testimonies without painting a picture that was too gruesome for this book. Reliving those testimonies made me uncomfortable, which is a good thing because I should be uncomfortable with those atrocities, which are still occurring in many parts of the world. I hope I did them justice. 

Thanks also to my beautiful wife and best mate, Wendy, who embodies what it’s like to have a servant’s heart, to persevere unspeakable tragedy, and to meet each day with a joy and warmth I cannot adequately describe. Thank you for the inspiration and love you give me, and for catching a whole range of needed tweaks that helped make this story shine. I love you. I could not have done this without you. 

And, because books are judged by their covers, I would like to acknowledge the graphic arts genius of Frauke Spanuth of Croco Designs for yet another spectacular cover. Thanks also to Jon Whelan and Beau Wheeler for bringing Aleksandr Talanov to life in such a spectacular way. 

Finally, I wish to say thanks to Yeshua/Jesus Himself, who saw fit to give me another opportunity at life when cancer threatened to end it back in the early 90s. I remember my grave diagnosis of having but 18 months to live. But I also remember the unexpected sense of hope that Wendy and I felt. A lot is said of faith, and while the lines between faith and hope sometimes blur, it is hope that keeps us pushing forward and not giving up, no matter how dark and grim life seems. That same sense of hope is one of the themes of this book. 

And a final thanks to you, my readers. Without question, I wrote this book for me, since I’ve experienced many of the same dynamics. But I also wrote it for you. I hope you enjoy the ride.

Check it out in BRH from the Beginning

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Surprised? Don't Be... I consider Turner as one of the few Authors who actually work to promote each and every book and keeps in touch with fans... FYI

I'm now reading this book and really am so excited! Can't Wait to Tell you About it!

Talk Soon

Gabby

Sam Baron Presents Desert Highway, New Small Town Mystery Thriller, Ruth Baker Thrillers Book 3 - Added to Personal Favorites 2026...

The server farm materialized from the desert haze like a mirage—a low, windowless concrete structure surrounded by a tall chain-link fence topped with barbed wire. The building’s blank facade was broken only by a small entrance and several industrial air conditioning units that hummed with constant effort against the relentless heat. No company name, no signage. Just a number stenciled above the door: 47.

Lynn watched the bloodless dissection of the morning’s carnage, remembering the deputy’s vehicle, the way his body had slumped forward after Vanessa’s shot. Not targets. People. The thought came unbidden, dangerous. She pushed it away.

“I understand what’s at stake. The planet is dying while politicians debate and corporations profit. Direct action is the only language they understand.” The sentiment aligned perfectly with their organizational doctrine—perhaps too perfectly, given Jessica’s earlier nuanced perspective on non-vegans in her family. Either her philosophical position was more malleable than initially assessed, or she was deliberately aligning her statements with what she believed Suzan wanted to hear. Either way, her technical skills made her too valuable to reject over ideological imperfections that could be corrected through proper indoctrination. “Welcome to QuantumCore’s operational team,” Suzan said, extending her hand across the table in a formal gesture rarely used within their organization. “The real one.”

The thought hovered, tantalizing and dangerous. A house. A real bed. Maybe even a partner who wasn’t part of her tactical unit. Someone who knew her as Kira the brilliant coder, not Kira the disciplined operative. Not Kira the killer.

Note: Audio Excerpts Available on YouTube (4)

He reached over and caught her hand, bringing it to his lips for a quick kiss. “That’s the hundredth time you’ve checked to make sure it’s real.” “And I’ll probably check it a thousand more times.” Rachel grinned, threading her fingers through his. The ring felt strange, wonderful, like a promise made solid. She still couldn’t believe how he’d managed to surprise her - gathering all their friends at Rosario’s, their favorite Mexican restaurant, under the pretense of celebrating his promotion. The mariachi band had been playing their song when he dropped to one knee, and Rachel remembered how the entire restaurant had gone silent, how time itself seemed to pause as he pulled out the ring.

That set the tone for the romantic side of this book by an author I'd not had a chance to read before; but, frankly, fell in love with his writing. The thing about it, though, was much more than that...He was spinning out multiple scenes, moving from character to character so fast that you had to ensure close attention or you just wouldn't catch all of what was happening... The chapters move from one plot to another, mostly, but is actually from the side of the law versus, what was taking place otherwise... And let me just say, prepare to be thrilled! As well as have many different emotional responses and questions as to what in the world was going on... 

Kinda like our federal government's activities that we may or may not learn about even though they affect each of our lives... daily and possibly forever... In thinking about this book I realize that I have assimilated much about politics during the past decade... Sometimes I wish I had not. I have lost my ability to see each book for its own merits... wondering if what I'm reading was designed to present what I see now as I read? Or, is it, just the fact that until 2015, I had not been exposed to so much corruption geared toward hate, retribution, and violence toward others? I don't know. What I do know is that my writing has evolved to include deep awareness of reality I'd never personally witnessed before...

Ruth had been married before and they'd had 5 years together, but as time passed, she realized that she might really be ready, even while a song would send her back to being with her first husband as he'd sung to her... And Ruth realized that they were both able to have found two partners and neither had to be ignored... There really was enough love in her heart to love again...

The book opens when our main character, Ruth Baker, a lead Texas Ranger, and her partner, have acknowledge that there is more than just a partner friendship that has already developed between the two. Indeed, Aaron had already started bringing his two sons to visit and meet a possible new sister, Ruth's young daughter, who is deaf and a joy to get to know... The boys were immediately receptive... If there just wasn't so many cases cutting into their personal lives! And what had just occurred was one of the worst that the Texas Rangers had ever dealt with!

So many books, so little time... I'd love to get to know Ruth Baker better and see her in action. Ruth made a decision to join the Texas Rangers--still a male dominated group, is my guess. 

Yet, her strength, her dedication and most of all, her desire to help those affected when criminals come into their lives, is extraordinary. She is seen as one of the best Rangers by her boss and has earned the respect of all other rangers... even as a woman...It apparently takes a certain type of man to be willing to work and respect women in their chosen field... Hegseth is not that kind of man. Indeed, readers will learn that, using only what is used in the book description provided for this book, there is a death squad with multiple sniper shooters. It is quite easy as we read to realize that these individuals have military special ops training and superlative skills that are kept sharp with daily drills even though they are no longer in the military. But why and what is the motivation?

I found I had to know more about the setting, since it plays such a major part in the storyline--you can decide whether you want to listen to this strangely interesting video because, it seems that the single mission behind what was happening perhaps was justified. That is, that we as humans (through our government leaders) are not taking seriously the very real environmental and climate issues that continue to affect Planet Earth... Much of the action takes place in the desert or other mountainous areas. Site is a major issue in the acts that occur... Human response to the heat and danger of locations are dramatically used to create the thrilling scenes where death is either close or actual...

And yet, the writer throws in psychological suspense especially for the leader--an authoritative fanatic who forces extreme loyalty to the supposed cause, while mandating actual physical changes to each recruit placing sexuality directly into the mix of a need for total obedience. Added to this mix is a final call for retribution against the governments,, corporations--anyone who should be taking action to present further damage to the planet.... With the ultimate mandate for annihilation. Through violence... Soundds strangely familiar doesn't it?

And last but not least, a major activity as part of this war is the creation and maintenance of facilities housing computer servers in support of maintaining billions and billions of pieces of data...

Suzan typed efficiently at her workstation, her attention divided between the primary monitor and two secondary screens displaying diagnostic data. The server room hummed around her—rows of black cabinets stretching into the distance, their synchronized blinking creating patterns of blue light in the climate-controlled environment. “Cache bottleneck on node 47,” she called out, eyes fixed on the diagnostic tool she’d written herself. It had flagged the issue before the farm’s native monitoring system could detect it. “Kira, can you confirm?” Across the room, Kira nodded, her short-cropped hair catching the light from her own monitors. “Confirmed. Memory allocation error in the primary controller. Transitioning to backup while I isolate the fault.” Kira’s fingers moved over her keyboard without conscious thought. She’d been with Suzan the longest—almost six years now—recruited from a climate activist group in Seattle after her arrest at a pipeline protest. What had started as technical solidarity—Suzan offering pro bono IT support to environmental organizations—had evolved into something far more focused. More purposeful. “Backup controller online,” Kira reported. “System performance stabilized at ninety-four percent capacity.” “Acceptable for maintenance mode,” Suzan acknowledged, making a note in her tracking system. “I’ll alert the client that we’re addressing a potential memory issue in cluster forty-seven.” Vanessa’s voice came through their communication channel from three rows over. “Annual maintenance complete on clusters twelve through fifteen. Bringing systems back online now. Throughput at ninety-eight percent and climbing.” “Good,” Suzan replied, already moving on to the next task on her meticulous checklist. “Begin replacement of the cooling system filters in sector six. The monitoring logs show a two-degree temperature variance over the past week.” This was their legitimate work—the foundation upon which their entire operation was built. QuantumCore Technologies provided elite server maintenance and optimization services to data centers across the southwest. Their small team of specialized technicians commanded premium rates for their expertise, moving from facility to facility on rotating contracts. The perfect cover for women who needed to disappear for days at a time without raising suspicions. Few questioned the comings and goings of IT specialists whose work required irregular hours and geographic flexibility. Fewer still bothered to verify the backgrounds of contractors whose performance metrics consistently outpaced their competitors. This arrangement provided both the perfect operational cover and a steady flow of potential recruits with the technical skills and psychological profiles she required. Suzan checked her watch—a functional black timepiece with no unnecessary embellishments. 10:30 AM. The new hire would arrive in two and a half hours. Jessica Miller. Twenty-nine years old. Computer science degree from MIT. Four years at Amazon Web Services... Excellent technical credentials, but more importantly, the right background for potential recruitment. “Taking node 47 offline for component replacement,” Kira announced, her voice carrying the focused calm that characterized all their technical work. Nothing wasted, nothing excessive. “Estimated completion time: forty-five minutes.” “Noted,” Suzan replied, updating her maintenance log. “I’ll reroute traffic to compensate for the temporary capacity reduction.” The morning continued in this methodical rhythm—identifying issues, implementing solutions, documenting results. Each woman had a specialized role within their technical ecosystem. Kira handled architecture and memory subsystems. Vanessa managed security and physical infrastructure. Suzan oversaw it all, coordinating their efforts while maintaining communication with their corporate clients. What had once been Lynn’s responsibility—network optimization and data throughput—now fell to Suzan as well. The absence created inefficiency, a problem that needed solving. Hence Jessica Miller’s imminent arrival. At noon, Suzan stood from her workstation, stretching muscles that had been stationary for hours. “Lunch break. Twenty minutes. Then we continue with the capacity upgrade on the eastern cluster.” Kira and Vanessa acknowledged with minimal responses—a nod, a brief “understood.” After years together, they functioned with almost telepathic efficiency, each understanding her role within their carefully structured hierarchy. The break room was starkly functional—white walls, stainless steel tables, minimalist chairs. Suzan prepared a protein shake from carefully measured ingredients while Kira brewed coffee for herself and Vanessa. They ate in near silence, reviewing maintenance logs on their tablets as they consumed the necessary calories to maintain optimal function. “The new technician arrives at 1300,” Suzan noted, finishing her shake and rinsing the container in a few brisk movements. “Initial evaluation only. Technical competence first, then personal compatibility with our team dynamics.” “Personnel file?” Kira asked, setting down her coffee. Suzan handed her tablet to Kira, who studied the information with analytical precision. “MIT credentials are solid. AWS experience gives her practical knowledge of large-scale implementations.” She passed the tablet to Vanessa. “Familiar pattern in the personal history.” Vanessa scanned the file, her expression revealing nothing as she absorbed Jessica Miller’s background.... Relocated to Austin six months ago. Environmental activism increasing  She looked up, meeting Suzan’s eyes. “Standard candidate profile.”

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This novel is complex, tense, exciting, yet moves so fast, I have chosen not to get into exactly what happens on either side of the evens. Other than to verify that the first act by the death squad was discovered by local police and the Rangers--Ruth Baker--was lead on the case. I enjoyed and appreciated the thriller, noting that the Rangers, the good guys, do win in the end... But... I would be remiss to myself, my commitment to speak truth about what I read, and to contribute to the daily efforts to ensure that information is recognized and truthfully discussed. For me, so many separate issues were woven into this fantastic novel, I feel compelled to identify the real-life attempts that are concurrently being attempted by our federal government. Because there is no way around it, criminal acts must be recognized and individuals held accountable, no matter who and who many are involved. We have seen just how many attempts are constantly being made on the release of the Epstein files... We have also seen that even the corporation owners are trying to prevent the race for moving ahead with AI at this time, as is being incited by the president... We have watched as this president began a war for absolutely no reason and has caused major problems not only for the United States, but for the entire world...

!!! 

Obsession and psychological-based memories are presented to readers in an unrelenting terrorism of violence which is strangely connected to the front-page issues that have been spotlighted as necessities for retribution, personal wealth, or simply egotism... Laws are being ignored... Consider the parallels as the Texas Rangers fight a death squad also based on similar issues that should be handled much differently...

• With, to a great extent, religious issues becoming part of the political, yet, daily immersion, we are being forced as "readers" of our very lives to see a religious-political group which has evolved to be promoted as a right to use violence against those who don't believe as they do... Whether religion or some other issue, there is no way that personal emotions should be part of a political environment unless fully based upon the law and the constitution.
• 
  
• Selected people, such as those who have made a personal decision about their own body to become transgender--or to obtain an abortion based upon medical and personal needs, are being spotlighted because of making that decision, often just as a discriminatory act such as is also done on the basis of skin color.
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• Time and time again, the elected representatives we have voted for have failed to confront and deal with major, important, as well as deadly crises of climate control and concern for the environment in which we all live. People are being affected by this refusal to take steps to respond to these major needs is totally unacceptable... But should not result in violence as the solution. If our representatives cannot do the job, they need to be removed...ASAP...
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• Corporations have been pampered and used for political gain by our representatives, while they do little, if anything, to ensure the safety for the people who suffer from the effects of their decisions to place bottom-line profit as their primary business model. 
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• The psychological impact of parental control of children, leading them to become bullies, often based upon prejudice, religion, or other types of discriminations based upon, often, false or disinformation are known to cause violent actions by those children at some point in their lives. Do we really want this type of individual elected into government and/or legal positions at any level?
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• The potential role of women in assumed to be traditional jobs held by men has been proven to be wrong, but still, for some, may cause friction dependent upon the leader of any given corporation or other institution established for profit or non-profit. Women in roles are being fired for no legal basis, as well as also being accepted if allowed to bypass a leader's discriminatory demands. This same issue is comparable to any type of discrimination by white male supremacists now working to ensure an overthrow...
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• Lack of truthful and critical exchange of information and involvement in decision has a major impact on how people at all levels are able to survive, while watching many use illegal actions, they are not permitted to use, to gain personal wealth. Continued unfair subordination of individuals creates an unsustainable environment when laws and normal control is allowed to succeed without those responsible actually acting to solve problems most needed... In other words--doing their jobs!
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• Recognizing the gifts, skills, and training of an individual is to be used as factors in evaluation of an individual for a job. At the same time, no leader/boss has the right to mandate personal offensive actions as a basis for keeping a job or voting, or feeling no loyalty to the boss, can be fired, without just cause...
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• All of these issues are already covered by law--if we had not a group of individuals who choose not to abide by that law and are getting away with it... We The People Are Equal under the eyes of Law...and... God...

This book, which was published in 2025, somehow pulled together so many key issues that are being attacked right now in our daily lives by our supposed representatives, duly elected. It can be seen by all. The majority can indeed see what is happening, especially when we lose contact with a close neighbor, Canada, in light of these leaders' actions... 

I ran through a couple of the 1 rankings for this book, where readers didn't want to be confronted with the reality of these issues--perhaps only one or the violence or the language... I don't consider these rankings a valid statement, There is too much a willingness to complain and express a strong personal opinion, often when the book itself is not completely read. I admit my personal opinions have become stronger since 2015. I acknowledge that willingly. Because what I write is based upon that truth is actually based on our reality. The only thing I don't know is just how long certain politicians have acted criminally and unresponsive to their job requirements in order to, instead, take the money and run...

I was actually amazed at the skill of the writer in molding an action-packed, but comprehensive set of thrilling events, which were also pointing out the basic human issues that affect our interpersonal relationships with our, supposed, neighbors across the world. I find I'd like to talk with him to find out how he chose to present so many variables, and was able to do it so skillfully... Kudos and more for a book I selected as one of the most important selections of my personal favorites... 

Confronting and dealing with Truth has been lost in the United States, it seems... We need to work together to bring truth, especially in news agencies, back to our nation... The Death Squad might not have succeeded; but we have seen the actual casualties of ICE, the war initiated for no reason in Iran, the use of Tariffs without acknowledging exactly who would be financially affected. The loss of livelihoods based upon nothing but prejudice, DEI, personal retribution for those who actually do their jobs...and so much more... We cannot afford to allow open death squads to act as this book clearly presents. 

Fiction should never actually be fictionalized non-fiction. Just my personal opinion, of course...

Gabby