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December 13th, 2015 - 16:07 § in Philosophy, Politics

J’Accuse – Donald Trump

Unscathed by vile slander, you have won the hearts of millions. You are radiant in the patriotic glory of your alliance with with our country’s darkest forces, you are massing support in the polls, and you hope to take the presidency, the crown jewel of American politics.

But what filth your wretched attacks have cast on your name. You have spoken calumny against the President as a birther, falsely accused Mexican immigrants of hideous crimes, attacked freedom of the press, and encouraged hatred and violence against our Moslem brothers and sisters. Your words are a supreme insult to all truth and justice. And now the image of America is sullied by this filth, and history shall record that it was under your guidance that these crimes against society was committed.

As they have dared, so shall I dare. Dare to tell the truth, as I have pledged to tell it, in full, since the normal channels of justice are failing to make you see reason and justice. My duty is to speak out; I do not wish to be an accomplice in this travesty. My nights would otherwise be haunted by the specter of the innocent, suffering tortures for a crimes they did not commit.

I accuse you of being diabolical creator of these miscarriages of justice – and others to come. I accuse you of poisoning our discourse with bile. I accuse you of complicity in crimes committed by your supporters in your name. I accuse you of slandering the President and undermining our most sacred constitutional rights.

I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul. I dare you and your vicious, naive and ignorant supporters to slander me.

I am waiting.

Thanks to Emile Zola.


December 7th, 2015 - 18:54 § in Politics, Society

A Rising Threat to Democracy

There is a specter haunting Europe and America — the specter of fascism. It has been 70 years since Europe, Asia, and the United States defeated fascist governments in Italy, Germany and Japan. Because of its hideous moral, political and economic record, we hoped that this odious system had be[...]


July 20th, 2014 - 22:59 § in Economics, Foreign Affairs, Politics, Travel

My Russia: Moscow II

This blog entry is from my manuscript, “My Russia: After the Soviet Union”. Inside the Garden Ring Located inside the historical Garden Ring, the Beliy Gorod was a beautiful old area of Moscow. This area full of wonderful classical architecture was once surrounded by a white wall, hence the name[...]


July 13th, 2014 - 22:56 § in Economics, Foreign Affairs, Politics, Travel

My Russia: Moscow I

This blog entry is from my manuscript, “My Russia: After the Soviet Union”. One of the first things visitors learn in Russia is that Moscow is the Center. People usually meant the “Center of Russia” but I think many missed being able to say, “Center of the Superpower USSR”[...]


July 6th, 2014 - 21:26 § in Economics, Foreign Affairs, Politics, Travel

My Russia: Collapse, Cycles of Fear & Change II

This blog entry is from my manuscript, “My Russia: After the Soviet Union”. Fortunately, the sour atmosphere rarely translated into actual danger. While common crime was a concern, it was not as serious for the average person as it looked based on the data alone. Moscow’s murder rate during th[...]


June 29th, 2014 - 21:23 § in Economics, Foreign Affairs, Politics, Travel

My Russia: Collapse, Cycles of Fear & Change I

This blog entry is from my manuscript, “My Russia: After the Soviet Union”. My July reverie came to an abrupt end on August 15, 1998 when the Russian government defaulted on its debts, many banks collapsed, and the ruble fell like a lead balloon. September was marked by a cold rain so miserable [...]


June 22nd, 2014 - 23:05 § in Economics, Foreign Affairs, Politics, Society, Travel

My Russia: Beyond the Surface II

This week continues impressions of Moscow after moving there in 1998: After leaving the Kremlin, I walked north into GUM (Central Store), which had changed beyond belief since 1990. During my earlier visit, the place was falling apart and had almost nothing to buy. At least the building was impressi[...]