I’m reviewing my memory disks (I mean U.S. history) traveling way back before my time when the world = CHAOS.
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Colonialism Imperialism Slavery Genocide Exploitation Workers of the World Unite (no one is going to protect you)
the color of your skin the skin of your color (the first U.S. Civil War) = CHAOS.
I’m reviewing my memory disks (I mean U.S. history) since 1948 that cray cray too
the cray cray of the red scare
Eisenhower-era campaign called 'Operation Wetback' 1.3 million mailed to sender
the terror of the South (the second U.S. civil war) the sixties water hoses and lynchings
the Pentagon papers (hiding truth) where truth could never be spelled or spoken
1968 (the third U.S. civil war) fathers against sons neighbors against neighbors = CHAOS.
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Tricky Dick (he used it to f*ck us) Ronnie the communicator (communicated for the rich)
hell, they all did H.W. and Wild Bill and Georgie the Bush = CHAOS.
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But first they showed their true cards with no-birth certificate Osama Obama (would you like some Tea with your party) they went wild stinkin head shaking fist wild
(should have been the first clue)
We’re Mad as Hell and Oh Hell No We’re Not Going to Take It Anymore
(should have been the second clue) = CHAOS
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Then came King Trump (who never forgot the shade Osama Obama showered on him)
Thanks Osama Obama King Trump came back with = CHAOS.
2016 and four years (we didn’t learn anything) wished him goodbye jumped into the streets celebrated cheered raised our fists
then they stormed (the capitol) denied the election denied Biden denied truth = CHAOS.
We went about our business pointed fingers called them cray cray MAGA = CHAOS.
They swore revenge we Laughed = CHAOS.
We were too busy to notice as Biden sunk into the quicksand (we refused to believe it) we were too busy (looking at the shiny object) a world without King Trump
we were told CHAOS would come and we said (No Way) = CHAOS.
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A world with King Trump (next time be careful) who you point fingers at or don't who you laugh at or don't what you ask for or don’t who you call cray cray or don't you might just get = CHAOS.
My life has been a rollercoaster of experiences, from The Bronx to Washington, D.C., to Hartford, Connecticut, and Los Angeles, California—first as a seminarian studying to become a priest, then as a local and national community organizer, a radio host and producer, a journalist and producer in both radio and television, a government bureaucrat, a youth mentor, and a small business consultant. Besides those roles, I’ve also tried my hand at being a jewelry vendor, a motorcycle courier, an airport shuttle driver, and a bartender in a German alpine-themed bar.
I am currently working on several writing projects, including a hybrid creative memoir about my time in Washington, D.C. This project serves as a personal and psychological exploration of addiction and trauma, offering an honest look at how someone can fall into a bottomless pit of despair, losing all judgment and moral clarity. Told through flashbacks, the memoir explores a complex theme: the physical and emotional experiences that shaped my struggles with addiction, ending with the scandal that would forever haunt me.
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