Who is more racist? The white bigot that displays his racism openly or the so called enlightened white person who remains silent and complicit in the face of racism? Meditate on that one.

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As Trump desperately seeks reelection, with the aid of Russia, and any other foreign power seeking his favor, all with the agenda of seeking to divide Americans into tiny helpless camps, the Kraken of racism has been set free as a potent form of PSYOP.

(If you want to learn about the PSYOP we are all suffering from, right and left alike, see our sister website for our review of THE GREAT HACK.)

I hope you agree, the above meme is one of my better political satires for my Facebook.com/KidsTalkPolitics .  But if you’re a liberal feeling superior to the Trump and his loyal racist backers, don’t. As Americans, left, right or center, we’ve been complicit in racism all our Yankee Doodle history.

After now years of meditation on these unsettling Trumpy times, where we all find ourselves mired in a ticking time bomb of a present that passes like molasses. Our dirty laundry of white racism, thanks to our Heyoka president, is now fully outed to the world and heavens.

My wise ET, Earthly and heavenly spirit guides unanimously tell me Donald J. Trump, and I am no fan dating way back to my own real estate mogul days, is nonetheless playing an important part to wake America up to the sad fact we stole this land from the millions of natives who lived here for thousands of years before the Vikings first discovered this land to the uncharted West. Our racism is up for healing.  And meditation is more vital than ever to pierce the veil of lies we’ve loved under for centuries dating back to 1492.

accidentalmisname_9697Upon Columbus’ arrival in America he immediately denigrated natives, ones with an incredible culture, in mistaking them for citizens of India and arrogantly dubbing them Indians.  Later, even when we white folk knew that to be wrong, we stubbornly stuck to calling Native Americans Indians.

We must never forget that we white people have murdered indigenous Turtle Island peoples in numbers comparable or greater the the Nazi’s did in the holocaust against the Jewish people. We abused a trusting people with whom we made and then casually broke treaties whenever it suited our white agenda. We disrespected great tribes by allowing our white politicians to set up natives up to fail and live in squalor on reservations to this day and for the foreseeable future. Witness DAPL under Obama and Trump. All while we proclaimed to be righteous Christians to God.

When you take a good hard look at it the border crisis of today is a virulent continuation of centuries of white arrogance. The undeniable fact is the only borders we white Americans respect are our own white ones. Unabated, since we began sailing the seven seas, we whites have decimated indigenous lives from the North Pole to the South all the way around the entire planet. The really crazy thing is the white nations war with each other to be leader of the whites.

And don’t get me started on the arrogance of slavery and mistreatment of all people of color and gender in our checkered racist white past. We’ll save that for a future blog.

Let’s face the ugly music.  We whites are all complicit in a sick society founded on racism and maintained by brute force and lies.

Here’s a way you can see it more deeply. I was taught in my awakening that we tend to hate someone whenever we see our own weaknesses in that person. And what better way to describe a complicit media and social media gone bonkers hating on Trump?

In case you missed it, this was rough week for Lady Liberty. Trump place the race card and called out four Congresswomen of color when he tweeted that if they didn’t like how things are run in a America to go back home to their countries. I am 100% sure he knew all four women are Americans, three born here. So this is classic race baiting on Trump’s part. And the media and Congress swallowed it hook line and sinker.

Less than a handful of ultra-complicit Republicans joined Congressional Dems in issuing Trump a rebuke for his racist tweets that has no teeth. But as if that were not enough, Trump first backed away then praised North Carolina Trump rally goers who chanted SEND HER BACK. Disgusting.


Rather than falling for Trump’s game to gain your attention with his race baiting for attention and vote, a twisted form of #fakeracsim, it’s more helpful to take some action. Meditate on the change you want to see. You are far more powerful in the field of the planet’s collective consciousness than you know.

But meditation is not enough in these time. So please do some 3D stuff. Call your Congressmen and ask for more than their lip service to reign in racism. Join a protest!  In my case I am making a protest film called that calls attention to the plight of refugee kids at the border. Yes, I said refugee kids. Calling these innocent illegals, or immigrants is falling for the racist brainwashing.

Learn more on our FB Funder Page for a new protest film SOAP & TOOTHBRUSHES.

Oh, and lest you think I am simply another lazy comedian doing a number on the too easy to make fun of Trump like some two-bit wannabe Colbert…

Clinton to Blame too for Border Crisis

PayPal, Unintentional Sponor of Antarctica Mission

They talk about this Great Recession if it fell out of the sky, like, ‘Oh, my goodness, where did it come from?’ It came from this man (Bush) voting to put two wars on a credit card… Vice President Joe Biden

I avoid debt like the plague.  I’ve not had a credit card since the 90’s when I lost everything in a real estate crash and a “workout” banker from Barclays threatened to put me in jail if I’d made a single error on my financial statement and wanted to photograph every single thing in my million dollar Chicago home, which they planned on taking too.  This triggered my divorce from a wife of 18 years and, sadly, my ending up only seeing my kids on weekends.  Debt is not for me.  I am a cash customer and no slave to debt.  Because that’s all debt is, slavery.

So imagine my outrage at an unexpected PayPal lesson I’m sharing today,  One requiring continuing deep meditation for me to ever grasp.   A lesson that I learned the hard way on the return trip from Antarctica.  Namely, that a PayPal debit card can unexpectedly turn into a credit card.

Turns out, as I traveled home from Antarctica. charges by the Argentina boat company got stuck in the PayPal system for almost an entire month without impacting my balance.  This meant I was spending money to get home on the debit card I did not really have available.  I’d been forced deep into debt by PayPal, lots of debt.

But I was grateful to be home faster and working on my videos of the amazing Antarctica trip, so I tried to reason with PayPal.  I’ve learned the hard way that debt collectors, who work on percentage commissions and bonuses, all exhibit a shark-like-feeding-frenzy-behavior that never achieves a thing in the end.  So I did my very best to convince the PayPal customer service people not to send this matter over to their dark side, collections.  I assured PayPal I valued their service as a longstanding client and the journey faster home their mistake had given me, and that within 90 days or so I would resolve the negative balance.

All of this fell on deaf PayPal bureaucratic ears.  Within days of my trying to reason with PayPal for a little time, and we are talking days!, not the usual weeks or months that even heartless banks use before sending an overdraft to collections, I began getting a dozen collections calls per day.  Day and night, Saturdays, Sundays, holidays, the PayPal collection robot clogged up my cell phone.

LOL, the PayPal collection robot is calling right now as I write!  Good thing I have a musical ring tone I enjoy.

Still, I felt grateful to PayPal and broke my normal policy to talk to their in-house collection people.  Several times, these past few weeks since all this nonsense began, I offered the PayPal collection folk free advertising on the hit DreamShield.org website until they were paid in full.  I even researched the email for the PayPal president and sent a friendly offer to do the best to work this out.  No response came back from either the PayPal president’s office or his dark side collections people.  Sponsor spots have sold for thousands for our popular project.  So my offer was a creative solution to the problem PayPal caused. But no dice.

Despite $600 of precious cash that went into my PayPal in the midst of this debt vortex, my tight money that should have been a sign of good faith since my returning from Antarctica, PayPal, after less than 30 days from the overdraft which they caused, turned my account over to an OUTSIDE collections agency.  Such a waste of $600 in tight times that it stings like salt in a wound.

PayPal’s collection process, which now goes on my credit report, I worried, had undone 4 years of hard work I have spent rebuilding my credit rating after the recession hit me so hard in 2009 that I lost my car and apartment.  Perhaps it’s just as well.  Why rebuild a credit rating when I hate debt so much?   More meditation matter.


About 30 days longer than I promised I finally had the dough to repay PayPal.  But after 4 months of their collection agency calls days and night I was angry and thought of stiffing the unsympathetic giant or at least letting it slide.   But in my meditations the ET angels were quick in response as PayPal was a tool in completing the mission of gentle 2012, intentional or otherwise.  Angels also said I must do this with no expectation of kindness from PayPal who has frozen my account.  I paid off the balance to the PayPal collection agency today, 5/28/13.  Hard one but I’ve learned to trust the ET angels of DreamShield as guides.  Also, PayPal had not turned it to collections but for some odd reason it was never reported to my credit does not appear damaged by this.  Sheesh.  ET Angels sure work is weird ways.  But alls well that ends well. And it feels great to honr the vital work of the Antarctica mission by repaying PayPal for their Unintentional Sponsorship.

Oh, another thing.  I have a dear client whose house burned to the ground while I was in Antarctica.  So he is understandably two months behind on paying me for my social media services. He lost his credit cards in the fire, but more importantly a dog.  He and his wife and kids barely escaped with their lives. 

I behaved the way I’d like a company like PayPal to behave. I told my client to forget about the bill until he’s back on his feet.   It’s a small start on the road to compassion in business.  And his past due bill will never be turned over to a collection agency.

Below is my 1990’s skyscraper project I am still paying for in my life.  Stay out of debt, friends. Cash or barter for your needs.  The old ways are sometimes the best ways.