This has been precisely my thought, as I’ve taken, my federally mandated, training on ethics, anti-corruption, anti-bribery, anti-money laundering, and all sorts of other things that deal with business ethics. What the hell? How can we take those training topics seriously when our leaders don’t?
I recorded a simple guitar piece into Suno AI music as the background for this soliloquy.
It reflects a fear many of us carry late in life:
losing work, losing savings, losing recognition.
Some of this is imagined.
Some of it I’ve already lived.
#growingold #layoffs #employmentanxiety
Wow!
I won’t be surprised at all if if this is right. All I can assume, however, is we won’t be able to get the proof unless these men no longer control this planet.
Fantastic work!
I was in Crete back in 1985. I think that was the year. What a wonderful place!
That is truly marvelous. Thank you for sharing that image. I was in Seattle back in 2005. It’s been entirely too long since I was able to get there. Maybe someday I’ll get back there.
That’s all well and good. I hope the history books will accurately reflect that he was our worst president yet and that he was indeed a criminal all along. What I wonder about, however, is what they’ll say of the people who elected him twice, knowing the kind of person he was after his first term.
Looks like oil independence wasn’t such a bad idea after all. When will we learn?
Whoa! That is a lovely work. I seriously admire anyone who can create art like that.
I fully expect that. What I can’t predict is how outrageous and wild it’ll be. Much love.
Thank you, my friend. You have a wonderful Sunday yourself.
Well, thank you for all the fun. For this tired, old man’s mind, it was delightfully entertaining.
I do like the word fucknuts. It has a creative bent and quite a bit of loaded meaning. For example, I wonder what happens to these people in November. I’m pretty sure I don’t need to explain that uniendo. Just the sound of fucknuts is delightful. It’s right up there with fuckwits and chucklefucks.
Maybe it’s a blessing to all of us that he’s too drunk to log into his computer? If he were halfway competent, how much more damage could he do to our freedoms? Honestly, hope he’s I hope he stays drunk until time is up for his boss.
😂🤣😂😂
I composed the source music for this piece on my synthesizer and later developed it in Suno AI Music. I wrote the lyrics to celebrate music and the English collegiate choral anthem tradition. It reflects the cathedral sound associated with British composers, while expressing my own choral voice.
Edited photo of Venus and the waxing crescent moon, Luna, over our Saints Johns River, taken and processed by Bill Graham, 4/18/2026
Venus and the waxing crescent moon, Luna, over our Saints Johns river tonight
The power of the sharpie is greater than reality for some
That sounds risqué, Becky. You should do more of that バナナ stuff.
Whenever I say gotdamn (or gottdamn), I put the strongest emphasis on got: GOTdamn!!!! I want it to sound angry even when I’m happier than a hog in slop. It sounds right to me. It ain’t quiet, either.
Sometimes I said I didn’t mean to cross the line.
But sometimes I knew, even if only for a moment, and crossed it anyway.
This soliloquy is about recognizing those moments, accepting what cannot be undone, and choosing better next time.
He and his cronies are evil. No question about it.
Are my posts showing up?
That’s so nice of you, Becky. Happy Thursday.
I wrote the lyrics for this song to capture the feeling of two souls communicating across spacetime.
It isn’t as mysterious as it sounds. People remain connected across distance—and even across years—without needing words.
I sang the melody directly into Suno. It blends jazz with impressionism.
Happy Wednesday, my friend. Those pictures are very nice.
Geez! Oh wait! Is that blasphemy?
I believe we love you too.
