Archive for January, 2017

This wonderful reminder sign was found on the Hyperallergic site. It is from Copely Square in Boston at last weekends protests. For more great photo’s from Hyperallergic go to HERE. A very big Thank You to Hrag Vartanian an folks at Hyperallergic for doing what they do and doing it so well.

(photo by An Xiao Mina/Hyperallergic)

This sign brought tears to our eyes and a horrible lost feeling remembering all of the people who perished in the Holocaust and remembering the ship the St Louis and the 937 Jewish Refugees turned away first in Cuba and then the United States which stated, A State Department telegram sent to a passenger stated that the passengers must “await their turns on the waiting list and qualify for and obtain immigration visas before they may be admissible into the United States.” For more on this denial of refugees go to HERE.

Sitting around one Saturday after last Bessy Marie said to Olga, “You know we haven’t gone out to lunch for awhile, can’t even remember when we last did as we are always eating at home on a Saturday and then take a nice little nap get up and start again at what seems like another day.” Olga had to agree we need a little break. Let’s go to the art show a town away and then have a nice lunch at that hamburger place that is all the rave. Nice that would be and we would get in not only a bit of lunch but a spiritual uplift from seeing some art. Olga added that one of the top artists in the area curated and some artists we have heard mentioned are showing in. Let’s see what is out there as one of our favorite artists is showing in that show. Off we went and two buses later arrived for lunch in a busy little café that was quickly filling up a half hour before noon.

Lunch in the freezer. Or we might have well be dining outside in Alaska.

We should have gotten up and left but where else was there to go when one has their heart set on a good hamburger. Nowhere around here in this town. Man is it cold in here, don’t they have any heat? The older lady sitting next to us gals said, “I have to eat with my coat on its so cold.” It feels like a terrible breeze coming from the kitchen door every time it opens. I’m glad I have some soup, which is okay to eat first, hopefully it will warm me up and I can get down to eating my traditional burger with Swiss Cheese and onions.” Damn thought Olga I gotta sit here and just about rub elbows with this couple at the next table. What a crowded place this is. Maybe that is where we will get the heat from each other.

Bessy looked around the dining room and notice that over near the corner no one had their coats on but every table was full. Folks must know get here early as soon as a table was empty someone came and sat down. This certainly  popular place let’s hope the food is as good as the crowds are predicting. We must have gotten there at the right time as the place was filling up rather quickly.

Well finally the waitress came, all bubbly and apologizing for the wait. “Okay, we see you are busy as a bubbling bee and cute as a button to boot,” said Bessy we had fun complaining about the cold weather in here and rubbing our toes together to keep warm. Should have worn my fur lined socks and should have brought a blanket for over my lap and a good wrap. Man eating with my coat on is not my idea of a great time.  Bessy Marie remarked, “I bet there is more heat in a Puritan Meeting House. Foot warmer rocks needed here.”

Scanning the menu Bessy Marie decided on a lunch called, I luv Pastrami, “Wow said Bessy what a great sandwich.” It was a delicious burger with nicely cooked pastrami on top ($11.00). A well grilled hard roll with creamy horseradish, lettuce tomato, raw onion and Swiss cheese. Yum, Yum what a tasty sandwich.  Olga being the traditional one in the bunch ordered a Traditional Burger ($9.00). Honey please the lettuce is limper than a old man’s dick. Nice cheese and a well cooked burger. Its funny Olga said that with all the trouble in the food industry that restaurants would still ask people is they want meat rare, medium rare or well done?  What comes with the burger? Just some coleslaw UGH a slimy mystery pile of wilted cabbage with a weak pickle juice sauce. Strangest coleslaw we had ever tried along with a run of the mill limp Dill pickle. No bite no crunch no dill in that pickle causing Olga to wonder, “Is that pickle real?” French fries were an extra charge, only $3.25 and large enough and tasty enough and we shared a basket. Cute little basket it was modeled after a fryer basket. Better than other places were we have tried the French Fries, not greasy and done just right but what a surprise that a lunch didn’t come with the fries. Now what some would call the piece de resistance was the peanut butter pie, more like a brownie. served on a blanket of confectionary sugar a few squirts of chocolate, a nice dollop of whipped cream.  If this has any peanut butter in it I am a monkey’s uncle. Where is the peanut flavor? Maybe if we sing that song, Found a Peanut some flavor will appear?  Now I’m no pie maker but I bet I could make a better pie 10 miles from the kitchen on a rainy day with only a campfire. “Oh your such an exaggerating old coot you don’t even know how to boil water,” Bessy Marie the baker, the cook, the bottle washer and all around Kitchen Queen exclaimed, setting Olga in her place with that one. “Now hold on here that is just the point I am trying to make.”

We never care for a waiter or waitress who every time he or she passes our table says, “How is everything, are you enjoying your meal?” Well snorted Olga as long as I can keep defrosting the icicles that are forming at my nose so they don’t cut into my lip with each bite I will be okay.  Why do they always ask when you have just taken a bite of lunch and are chewing. Not talking with ones mouth full is a rule that one learns way back, most likely in dining at the table 101 for very young people, along with not spitting out your food, talking with your mouth full, farting, eating with your fingers, wiping your mouth with your sleeve and proper cutting into manageable size bites meat. But we loved her anyway. We always take kindly to our working class comrades and always  make sure to give them a great tip. Our little bubbly bee received $15.00 dollars from us and she thought we had made a mistake. Just take the money and run before we change our minds due to you questioning our judgement. Buy your self something nice and we hope you don’t declare the tip, just put it in your pocket and say, “those old gals, didn’t even leave me a penny.”

We are sure that you don’t make all that much due to the crummy laws in this state concerning what a place of business may pay a waiter or waitress. (1) Now if we ruled the place we would make it a law that all workers must start at a wage of $20.00 per hour. Any tips given for a job well done is for just that and one should not need to declare them.  You know honey a waiter or waitress works hard, always running on their feet all the time, serving all types of people, keeping orders straight, smiling, being nice and taking whatever shit a customer gives out. (2)

One thing this place has going for it is the restroom. They didn’t smell which is such a drawback in any restaurant and bar. These were clean. One was not afraid to park there naked butt on the toilet seat with no worry that a bit later, a itch would start and then another or a pimple would break out or a rash on the ass is no joy of living just because one had to pee using a strange toilet.

All in all we will give this restaurant 4.5 stars outta 10.

Overall this isn’t a place we would come back to. (more…)

Malcolm Fleschner breaks down how employers steal $50 BILLION a year from American workers.

Protesters gather at JFK International Airport's Terminal 4 to demonstrate against President Donald Trump's executive order on January 28, 2017, in New York. Trump has signed a sweeping executive order to suspend refugee arrivals and impose tough controls on travellers from Iran, Iraq, Libya, Somalia, Sudan, Syria and Yemen.

© BRYAN R. SMITH/AFP/Getty Images Protesters gather at JFK International Airport’s Terminal 4 to demonstrate against President Donald Trump’s executive order on January 28, 2017, in New York. Trump has signed a sweeping executive order to…

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A website Ground Game to keep track of protests see: http://getgroundgame.com/airportprotests.html

MSN Here.

Protests erupt at airports following Trumps travel ban.

New York taxi drivers have their own response to President Donald Trump’s immigration ban: A strike. 

****Today in Hartford there will be a protest at Bradley International Airport.****

Urgent! All Out! We encourage all of our friends and supporters to attend this rally!
FB: https://www.facebook.com/ events/1181175375322923/

Update: Even though a stay (suspension) to parts of Trump’s Executive Order has been granted we will still have the protest. The Administration will likely appeal the ruling and there is a chance that it will be overruled. This movement is just starting.

CAIR Connecticut is organizing a protest at Bradley International Airport on Sunday January 29 at 1:30 pm in the lobby of the arrival level to protest President Trump’s Executive Order banning Muslim immigrants from 7 countries and halting immigration from Syria. The protest will include a prayer service for the Muslim mid afternoon Zuhr prayer onsite.

We are inviting people of conscience all faiths to join us in saying loudly and clearly that the “Muslim ban” and “extreme vetting” are UnAmerican. Please spread this message by emailing, reposting, and tweeting it to all interested parties. Let’s show the country and world that Connecticut cares!

In From Transgender Law Center

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At Transgender Law Center, we believe in the brilliance, beauty, and power of our people to create a world where the dignity, self-determination, and life of every person is respected and held as sacred. Every stroke of Donald Trump’s pen this week, just the first of his presidency, has been an assault on all that we value. In between the lines of executive actions ordering the construction of walls, the building of pipelines, and the expulsion of refugees lie death sentences for the most vulnerable in our community.

We repudiate these actions. As Donald Trump rejects facts, so we reject his inhumane policies and worldview. We will not only resist, but continue to build toward the just and fair world we know is possible.
As news emerges and changes, we encourage people to look toward trusted sources like Muslim Advocates and reach out to immigration attorneys to understand what is happening today and what it means for Muslim, immigrant, black, and brown communities. We encourage everyone to develop safety plans for yourselves, your families, and your neighbors. Our new project, the Trans Immigrant Defense Effort (TIDE), is here for immigrants seeking answers to concerns and for attorneys looking for ways to help in this moment. If you’re in San Diego or LA and can support with housing for trans immigrants, please email alison@transgenderlawcenter.org.
And as we resist President Trump’s bleak vision of the world, we are resolute and will not lose sight of our own vision for liberation. Just this week, we defied the national push to roll back protections for trans and gender nonconforming folks by introducing a bill in California to establish a third gender marker for nonbinary members of our community.
As I said in a statement earlier this week , we must be a refuge to each other as President Trump attempts to destroy any official refuge the U.S. would offer us.
To find out more about the important work the Transgender Law Center is doing go to HERE.
For the 2017 Plan of Resistance

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WWII survivor Tells Her Story, Warns Trump Emulates Hitler Perfectly.

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I had the incredible opportunity to meet a survivor of the Nazi invasion and occupation of Antwerp, Belgium. For the sake of her privacy, I shall only refer to her as NV. After speaking with NV over the last week, she has given me the supreme honor of being able to share the story of her life during that time. She was a young girl witnessing the horrors of war and fascism. Her story truly takes my breath away, and her warning to us that Donald Trump is acting in the same way should not go unheeded.

Please share her story. Let us never forget the horror of fascism, and let us never stop fighting the man who would subject us to it in our homeland.

NV, if you are reading this, thank you again for your courage to share…

This is her story:

In the late 1930s and early 1940s there was no television. We heard the news on the radio, and saw the newsreel before movies played in theaters.  We heard and saw Hitler on the news in the late 1930s and early 1940s. What stood out was the way he ranted and raved to the point that you would have thought he was ready to have a heart attack.  (Donald Trump is exhibiting those exact same characteristics)

In early 1940 my mother, grandmother and I lived across the street from an army barracks. In the early morning of May the 10th, we were woken up by the sounds of sirens, heavy artillery, and explosions. We quickly went to the cellar to hide and waited until the bombing had subsided. When we left the house, an unexploded bomb was laying below our living room window. (After my mother reported it to the fort commander the bomb was defused and removed). When we rounded the corner the most horrible scene presented itself: Almost four complete city blocks had been destroyed, body parts were scattered all over. One scene I will never forget is when I managed to get to where my favorite candy store used to be, there was a severed leg stuck against a remaining wall.

For the next 3 or 4 days there were scattered bombings, planes flying overhead, etc.  During that time we hid in an ancient fortress (Antwerp used to be surrounded by fortresses in the 1600s).

When my mother noticed that the soldiers in the fort were loading trucks and leaving, she decided that we needed to get away from the German invading army as well.  She packed up a few of our belongings on her bicycle and we set out for the free zone in France, walking alongside the Belgian troops fleeing from the Germans.

While fleeing, we were strafed by German machine-guns. We hid in pastures and barns whenever we heard the drone of oncoming aircraft. We slept in barns with fleeing Belgian soldiers. (more…)