April 4, 2019
A capriciously disseminated newsletter written by a hemp-inspired quadriplegic jester who, like King Lear, impotently screams ineffective vitriol at the raging antediluvian squalls of societal indifference that violently smash the planet and callously destroy the things I love. I cry, defeated by a redoubtable sea of troubles as my siblings, whose pursuits of happiness do not coincide with the status quo, are mowed down by ignorant privilege while comfortably content indifference ignores the anguished cries of people's suffering simply because they don't look the same.
— SSTJazzVocalist

#Wheelchairistocracy #GroovicusMaximus @frangeladuo

Welcome to QuadTalk. I am Rusty Taylor, a complete, level C-4 spinal cord injury who, for thirty-two years (and counting), has been unable to perform even the most rudimentary acts of daily living, and, as such, I am a victim of the nefarious for-profit healthcare system we, the citizens of the U.S.A., have callously ignored for too long. This will not be a media blitz of superfluity; I am a vitriolic antagonist against the status quo, so if you are naively looking for a feelgood story about a “poor li’l ol’ cripple boy” who done good against the odds, then I suggest you go find the Hallmark Channel and infuse your brain with enough endorphins to make you forget that separating children from their families is simply morally unconscionable or that a casual rapist majestically sits as Supreme Court judge. Otherwise, welcome...


This newsletter is inspired by my capricious Muse. Unfortunately, I alone am responsible for its content and dissemination. I have no proof-reader or editor nor do I have corporate sponsors to moderate my tone and style, so...

I alone am responsible for all the typos contained herein, and all I can do is promise to try not to make additional grievous errors. Please excuse an occasional rhetorical mistake. They are unintentional.

A Metaphorical Crumbled Trump Tower is the Ozymandias for Future Poets

I am an emotional dude. Cain’t he’p it. Been that way all my life. I am likely to either aggressively lash out in anger or passively cry in desperation long before I try to reason out a pragmatic solution. These are the tools I have; these are the tools I use. Lately, my inner peace has been violated by an orange-tinted bigot who possesses a deep-seated disdain for everybody on the planet who is not capable of assisting him even slightly; however, he has the power of the president.

Mentally, Trump is as insecure as a prepubescent boy who has never shaved, is riddled with acne, is too sweaty, and his voice is cracking while trying to talk to a super model. The boy can’t think... never could, yet he has his finger on a nuclear button that is the source of his confidence.

Trump’s rise to power has nearly shattered my resolve. I am tired and need a break, so I am seriously thinking about taking off a couple weeks away from social media to reread something light, a Hallmark Channel romance, a summer-read like King Lear or Sophie’s Choice or Beloved .

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, my mother’s eye surgery has been the catalyst for a few revelations. It’s cataract surgery, about as common as corruption in the White House, so there is very limited chance that anything insalubrious will occur during the procedure. It is the first of two operations, and my mother is anxious. I am more concerned with helping her assuage her anxiety than with just about anything else that may be importunately tugging at my superego.

My mother’s first surgery was just a few days ago, and it was scheduled for 8:30 a.m. Keep in mind that my mother is my primary caretaker because I am a quadriplegic, although I am under Hospice care, and we have a wonderful CNA to help get me up and out of bed in the morning. Unfortunately, the CNA could not come to my house at an earlier time, so my septuagenarian father, who is a survivor of both Cancer and open-heart surgery, had to get me up, and, together with mother, drove us to mother’s surgery, waited from about 9 until noon, then drove us back.

Since the surgery was early Wednesday morning, I was unable to participate in the Tuesday-night weekly jazz jam, but that’s fine; there is simply no way my father could have driven me to the jazz jam because we would have gotten home after midnight to wake up at 6 a.m. for ma’s surgery the following day. Only Donald Trump would be so heartless to a family member.

What we didn’t plan for was preparing for a followup doctor’s visit the next day at the same time, so my father, once again, had to repeat the Sisyphean tasks of the previous day, which was not only redundant, but it was also very tiring. I am not complaining, mind you; most everybody makes sacrifices for family members, some big, some small; it is all part and parcel of being a decent human being. Besides, my father digs being needed... but maybe that’s just the way he is.

I only mention this because while my family and I were thusly occupied, Robert Mueller’s special report that investigated the exclusively defined possibility of Russian malfeasance, was released to AG William Barr, but, admittedly, I am ignorant of the legal argot involved. Still, I am a staunch antagonist of Donald Trump, mostly because he is a very shitty person, so I often post on social media my unfavorable comments about a man who I honestly believe is cerebrally impaired and lacks empathy for anyone that has no direct effect on him or his narcissistic intentions.

And now for a bit of absurdity...

I took a break from posting antagonistic messages against Trump to deal with the aforementioned circumstances, but there are some who may believe that I paused because I am ashamed of calling DJ Dumbass a traitor because William Barr’s immature summary. Do you believe it? Talk about shooting your wad prematurely.

William Barr is as much a puppet for the GOP (i.e. the Koch brothers, the Mercer brothers, and their despicable ilk) as DJ Trump is for whomever is exploiting his ignorance at any given moment. I am so confident that Donald Trump is an idiot that he will ultimately hang himself and bring down a lot of people who had previously seemed untouchable. The raucously funny about this scenario, at least in my eyes, is that Trump’s destroying of his entire illusory legacy is what Mitch McConnell expected Obama to do. The negro won, and this further degradation to the legacy of white privilege is unacceptable, but there is nothing that Mitch McConnell can do about it... except go to prison.

Peace Through Music

Progressive Aphorisms

My [GOP] colleagues may think it is OK that the Russians offered dirt on a Democratic candidate for president as part of what was described as the Russian government’s attempt to help the Trump campaign. You might think that’s OK. My colleagues might think it’s OK that when it was offered to the son of the president, who had a pivotal role in the campaign, that the president’s son did not call the FBI, he did not adamantly refuse that foreign help. No, instead that son said that he would love the help of the Russian....You might think that it’s O.K. that the president’s son-in-law sought to establish a secret back channel of communications with the Russians through a Russian diplomatic facility. I don’t think that’s O.K. You might think it’s O.K. that an associate of the president made direct contact with the G.R.U. through Guccifer 2.0 and WikiLeaks; that is considered a hostile intelligence agency. You might think that it’s O.K. that the national security-designate secretly conferred with the Russian ambassador about undermining U.S. sanctions. And you might think it’s O.K. he lied about it to the F.B.I. You might say that’s all O.K. You might say that’s just what you need to do to win. But I don’t think it’s O.K. I think it’s immoral. I think it’s unethical. I think it’s unpatriotic. And yes, I think it’s corrupt. And evidence of collusion.
—Adam Bennett Schiff

After the 2008 presidential election, Testudinal Mitch McConnell proudly boasted that the GOP would do everything in its power to assure that Obama would only be president for one term. They figured that Obama would fail because he is a negro . They figured, and their voters seem to agree, that anybody white would be a much better national leader... with the tacit acknowledgment that there is a social hierarchy that aggrandizes the false precepts that the white male is inherently superior (both morally and intellectually... the exact justification for Manifest Destiny, slavery, for-profit penal system, etc.) They simply knew, within the most secretive addresses of their ineffective reasoning, that Obama would fail simply because he is black. However...

Despite all the dilatory bureaucratic obstacles espoused by McConnell and his misfit fascist buddies, Obama mostly succeeded, especially with the ACA, which chaps the red asses of the GOP who are presently engaged in dismantling Obama’s legacy.

I, personally, find that people like Leona Helmsley and Donald Trump are much more unconscionably despicable than any single mom who takes morally questionable shortcuts to feed her children. If the Heaven/Hell paradigm exists, the latter will be allowed passage into the close-gated community of eternal paradise; the former will be wallowing in the darkest recesses of sulfuric brimstone.

It amazes me how many people seem to abhor socialism... except when it comes to their priest/preacher who doesn’t pay taxes and is provided food, shelter, and health care that she does not have to pay for... or the Army for the same reasons.

To be a Trump supporter, one must, somehow, justify how Trump paid a porn star $130,000 for an affair that never happened without acknowledging just how bat shit crazy it sounds, but they’ve been justifying insipidity for some time.

A metaphorical crumbled Trump Tower is the Ozymandias for future poets.

There are groups of people who affect me negatively, although there are greater degrees of negativity (‘greater degrees of negative’ just sounds weird, doesn’t it?). Until recently, there hasn’t been one person, terrestrially, who has been perfectly negative; although, for me, personally, the closest to a perfectly evil human has been Hitler; there are, moreover, a few contenders in the likes of Genghis Khan, Caligula, etc. However, DJ Trump has now become, in my mind, the paragon of negativity simply because his ignorance matches his lack of morality.

“OK, son. Where on earth did you get the idea that narcissism is in any way a viable social possibility? No one in our family, on either side... for generations and generations... ever even dreamed of thinking we were above the laws of God... We sin, yes, but we beg for forgiveness, and the Lord forgives us, but... you gotta be contrite about it... or at least act like you’re sorry... No. No. You must be contrite... at least for major sins. Where on earth did you learn to be such a dick?”

“...from watching the President of the United States of America.”

The super-ego works in contradiction to the id. The super-ego strives to act in a socially appropriate manner, whereas the id just wants instant self-gratification. The super-ego controls our sense of right and wrong and guilt. It helps us fit into society by getting us to act in socially acceptable ways.

Christian Conservatism, which is the de facto cultic organization adopted by the austere Tea Party faction of the GOP, promulgates as veracity the illusion of a post-terrestrial euphoria as a reward for a simple publicly declared fealty to one’s spiritual deity. Members of other heretical religious denominations may prefer, instead, a set of spiritual guidelines over which their devotees will die or kill. It seems ineffably obvious to me that the latter inspires a more dedicated congregation who is willing to forfiet their respective terrestrial manifestation for its cause. I do believe that few if any Christian Conservative would be as motivated.

I employ a more aggressive vernacular when reproaching the GOP, which I have been doing since I learned about the “trickle down” theory of economics during Reagan’s administration; however, I believe very confidently, that our nation is poised for another FDR-like coup to overrun the all-too-human condition of narcissistic behavior undertaken by people who interpret that their intellect and moral supremacy is as infallible as their religious dogma regardless of anything... even when their actions belie the moralistic philosophies of their intended spiritual guidelines.

Throughout their lives, Millennials have observed how the status quo has been detrimental to a majority of our nation’s populace. Religious institutions, regardless of ilk, manipulate their followers into accepting morally questionable actions like voting for a mentally inept moron because they ignorantly believe that a conflict will magically disappear, by divine inspiration, like if abortion becomes illegal, without having to prepare for any/all negative consequences; because they ignorantly believe that the government should be run like a business that callously eliminates inefficiency even when human lives are negatively effected; because homosexuality has, finally, become irrelevant for everyone sans the minority for whom the status quo offers increasingly fewer opportunities; because they ignorantly believe that ludicrous amounts of corporate money is a boon to democracy until the opposing side employs the same tactic; and because they worked very hard for their successes even if they were given incentives and opportunities that are not available to everyone... these hard working citizens deserve their relative opulence because they earned it simply because their respective lifestyles are relatively sparse—when juxtaposed against the excess of billionaires who seem to conduct their private and public affairs sans a moral compass—but that the same modest lifestyle appears luxurious compared to the supernumerary number of people who are not deigned opportunities given gratis to undeserving sycophants who benefit simply because their skin tone is not melanic.

The GOP is Sponsored by Benjamin Franklin
The Metaphoric Currency, Not the Philanthropist
Since Nixon, which is the beginning of my personal political memory... although history shows that my memories are consistent with the fact that... the GOP has been led by very rich men, mostly white men who spend too much of their personal energy acquiring egregious amounts of money. They then buy the government and put into power men they can, and do, control... puppets.

A few nefarious and insipid billionaires, like the Koch brothers or the Mercers, seem to be motivated by shameless cupidity that encourages their importunate decadence while simultaneously exploiting a very limited adherence to any of the moral guidelines that encourage social fraternity, so they put into powerful positions men who are similarly motivated but who are easily coerced, like actors or sons of presidents or specious businessmen. Obviously, the plan has backfired because, in Trump, they’ve installed an avaricious puppet with NO adherence to moral guidelines. The id of the Koch brothers has actually encouraged the ineffectiveness of their respective superegos to ameliorate their gratifying every single whim that excites their insatiable appetites for excessive self-coddling. DJ Trump has no restrictions, nor does he possess any empathy, so he feels no sympathy for people in pain.

Donald James Trump has no conscience. This is how he was able to swindle his way through the lucrative world of New York city real estate. He exploited the companies he contracted by delaying payment through superfluous litigation, i.e. he used a bullying Michael Cohen-like illegal MO, the same kind of strategy he used to shut down the government, but Nancy Pelosi did not budge. Trump lost that battle, embarrassingly, but then so did the governmental employees who were unceremoniously not paid. That’s the point, Trump did/does not have any empathy for anyone but himself. The reason he got away with it in NY is because the managers of the companies he contracted DID have empathy for their employees, so they took what they could get and moved on to their next project.

The funny thing about the Koch and Mercer brothers (and the other oligarchic billionaires who clandestinely control the GOP) is that even though they desperately grasp a nearly insatiable greed and its resulting consumptive ravishing of our planet’s resources—even when it is killing Mother Earth—they have inadvertently found a puppet with a cupidity that is even more destructive than theirs. Trumps hunger is even more aggressive than theirs, and he has taken possession of the executive powers they gave him, yet his appetite cannot be sated; his lack of empathy makes him much more callous and, thereby, much more volatile and unpredictable, so much so that he does not mind at all turning against anybody else at any time, including family members... and he is as ignorant as a stump.

Donald Stump?

For decades, the GOP has been filling U.S. Justice courtrooms with judges that are sympathetic to their cause. They’ve even stolen at least one seat of the Supreme Court. The Southern Strategy has been insidiously working to privatize the government so that their shareholders can maintain and supplement egregious wealth. The GOP were well on their way to becoming a nearly exclusive political power in our nation’s two-party political enmity when they promoted the current usurper of the presidency. Donald Trump is so heartless and ignorant, he will ultimately destroy his own party... but, unlike Leslie Gore, Brachydactyllic DJ “Little Fingers” Trump won’t cry.

Peace Through Music

Shameless Solicitation

It’s time. I need money to pay for someone to help me because I’m wearing out my family. I’m hoping to solicit enough money to overpay someone to help me throughout the day and night for a weekend... or longer; my septuagenarian parents need a break. Please read my story, and if you can, donate a few bucks. If a bunch of folks give just a little, I can stay home; otherwise, I will consider going into a nursing home. I am tired of being a burden on my family. If you are unable to donate, your support will be just as appreciated. Thank you very much.

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