Another Rainy Sunday in the Hinterlands

November 15, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Okay, I am feeling better — all these hours later, now that the mainstream media is getting some criticism for not reporting the violence against the people attending the rally yesterday night.

You can now read reliable new stories here and here, if you so wish.

While the violence upsets me, and I know that more violence is coming because these groups are literally trying to overthrow the Government — make no mistake about that — what upset me the most was that NO ONE was mentioning it in the regular news. Not a fucking WORD. (First, they didn’t want you to know the rally was happening, then they didn’t report the attacks.)

So, now that that’s changed, I feel calmer. For now. But, in case you didn’t know this yet, the mainstream media here in the US is on an absolute mission to convince Americans and the world that Tr**p is no longer the Pr*sident.

This is serious. It is not an exaggeration or a joke. For instance– right this minute, do you know that Tr**p is still the legal President of the US?

He is. Even if the vote fraud and the recounts and law suits weren’t underway, he would still be the legal President until noon on January 20th 2021. And NO ONE is a Pres* dential El*ct until Dec.14th in ordinary times…

I will give you a moment to go look at your calendar.

Now I will draw your attention to the fact that World Leaders (possibly even your own) are congratulating B* den for being the Pres* dential El*ct.

Clearly, World Leaders are given faulty calendars and they think it is already December 14th.

Okay.

I found this image on Balladeer’s Blog. It shows what one ingenious citizen did to try to get the word out there. (And if you think it hasn’t gotten this bad, please believe me that it has.)

All righty.

So, yesterday — a beautiful although chilly day — I got all three of those gutters cleaned out. And I fixed the soffit over that one back gutter where the starlings like to build their nests every Spring. Well, I sort of fixed it; I think the starlings can easily undo what I did if they really, really want to. But I was astounded by how elaborate their nests were. They had, like, an actual duplex going on in there!! Literally, it was two-stories high — inside the soffit over the back gutter. And, wow, was it well constructed. Birds build the most amazing nests.

But I feel better. Three out of four gutters are cleaned, and a ton of leaves got raked. I’m still not the perfect home-owner, but I feel better.

So, yesterday, I also had the most unusual coincidence occur — I was once again walking over to Subway, the sandwich shop, and I passed a group of about 4 neighbors, smoking and chatting and I realized that one of them was the cute older blonde guy who rides the Harley motorcycle.

I was basically right next to him before I even realized it was him, because he was wearing a winter jacket with a hood, so I didn’t see his blonde hair from all the way down the block.

And I have to tell you, gang — up close, he really does look like someone who has served time. He really does! Now, maybe he has that hardened look because he’s spent his whole life outdoors, smoking cigarettes, etc. Maybe he’s merely “weathered” and not “hardened.” Who knows. But he definitely looks — up close — like a guy who’s spent time in jail. So, go figure! Me and my track record.

Anyway. On we go, right?

Okay. So also yesterday (meaning the whole day — 9 hours) was the taping of the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones!! It then gets edited and the premier streaming of it happens next Sunday, at 7pm Eastern Time.

Please RSVP so that you get to watch the premiere!! It will stream for a few days after that — all of it FREE — but the premiere needs an RSVP to get the link. You can RSVP here.

All righty. I’m going to close now. Enjoy what’s left of your Sunday. And thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys, See ya.

“Printed media in the Soviet Union, i.e., newspapers, magazines and journals, were under strict control of the Communist Party and the Soviet state. The desire to disseminate propaganda is believed to have been the driving force behind the creation of the early Soviet newspapers…”

I’m just sayin’…

Please Be Careful

November 15, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

I’m leaving you on your own with this one.

Use duck duck go and go find out what happened at the rally last night in DC.

I don’t want my blog to get blocked.

Remember when you read the news, look for sites that do not claim B* den is the pres* dential elect. He is not . Nothing has been decided.

Look for sites that acknowledge d*minion and the vote fraud. You are likely to get accurate news there.

Expect more violence.

This has been happening today

November 14, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Tens of thousands of people are in DC today to support the President. Speakers included many Blacks, Latinos, gays, and women.

I’m Guessing You Won’t Believe This….

November 14, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

But, yes — I am going to actually clean out at least one of my gutters today!!!

There are three gutters at the back of my house that I can reach reasonably well with a step ladder, and so I am going to try to tackle all three of those gutters myself before winter sets in. The main gutter at the front of my house is way up high and I need practically a crane to get up there and clean it, so I’m not sure what to do about that, but we’ll see.

Meanwhile — I did indeed sit in on a dress rehearsal of the staged reading of my play last night!! (Tell My Bones) Gang, it was an amazing feeling, not just hearing my dialogue come to life, but to hear how the actors created those characters. They were reciting lines I had only heard in my head for 8 years already, and they brought a life to all of it that I just never anticipated.

But I have to say, doing all this stuff on an online platform is very, very complicated. I am amazed that they are managing to pull it off. And I cannot wait to see this play on a stage somewhere, after Operation C*VID Panic runs its course…

Please tune in on Sunday evening, November 22nd 7pm (Eastern time) to watch the reading of my play!!! (RSVP at that link. The event is Free.)

Okay, if you watch nothing else all weekend, watch the video below. And pay very close attention to the interview with Sidney Powell, it starts at about the 10-minute mark. (Mainstream media, of course, is already starting its campaign to mock her.) But you’ve got to watch it. (She is one of Tr*mp’s lawyers, discussing the extensive d*minion voting fraud that mainstream media keeps pretending did not happen.)

https://rumble.com/embed/v8hghh/?pub=3r2t9

I’m also posting Dan Bongino’s interview last night with Rudy Giuliani and Jenna Ellis, both lawyers on the Tr*mp team, as well, discussing the voter fraud issues in several States.

In case you’re late to the conversation, Tr*mp was on course for the biggest landslide win in US history…More Americans voted for Tr*mp than for any other Republican in US history — until the wee small hours of the morning brought all vote counting to a sudden halt in several key States, and within a few hours, B*den suddenly came up with hundreds of thousands of last minute votes, in those key States, and then the counting once again continued. And this doesn’t include what happened with the d*minion voting machines, a gift of guaranteed election wins from Chavez in Venezuela.

I will draw your attention to this: In regards to mainstream media, Giuliani states in his interview with Bongino that we are living with an Iron Curtain now. If you’re not old enough to know what that term refers to, it’s no joke, and he’s not using it lightly. The mainstream media here in the US has an iron grip on what you’re allowed to know.

And if you heard the mainstream media announcing yesterday that B*den won in all those States, you can ignore it. Nothing official has happened yet. They are still counting votes; there are still lawsuits pending all over the place.

I hope I didn’t scare anyone yesterday with that video about the vaccine. I have no idea what’s in that vaccine, but I do know that nationwide, a lot of politicians are putting forth that getting the vaccine will be mandatory in this country. So that video could be a scare tactic, since most Americans do not want a mandatory vaccine and will resist it.

But I posted it because it does add to Operation C*VID Panic… Keep everyone upset about a virus that 99% of all people recover from, so that they will stop focusing on the large scale voter fraud that happened last week.

I also want to say again, in case everyone has lost sight of this — I don’t consider myself a Conservative, or a Republican. I consider myself an Independent who voted for Tr*ump because I am a life-long supporter of the US Constitution .

I can no longer call myself a “Liberal” now because that means Leftist, Socialist, Anarchist — and I am none of those and never have been. I am a Capitalist, and I am OPEN to the rights of all people.

So I am an “Independent Open” person. However, in the meantime, the Conservatives are the only Americans who are currently making any sense and who are fighting for the Constitution and the rights of all Americans.

When you listen to the videos above & below, you will be astounded by the depth and breadth of the d*minion voter fraud. And you will marvel at the amount of greed people have — how they are willing to use a voting system that they know is rigged, and take money in exchange for flushing the rights of millions of Americans right down the toilet.

What’s saddest to me, still, is how many of the people I respect and care about refuse to believe that this has taken place. They cannot think outside the box of mainstream media. They do not even know what is happening to their rights.

Some people are only going to see it long after it’s over. Some people might never see it at all. But that’s life, right?

Okay. Have a great Saturday, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya.

“The Tide Is High”

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
I’m not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

It’s not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad
But it’s the way you do the things you do to me

I’m not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I’ll wait my dear ’til it’s my turn

I’m not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I’ll wait my dear ’til it’s my turn

I’m not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I’ll wait my dear ’til it’s my turn

I’m not the kind of girl who gives up just like that
Oh, no

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Number one, number one
Number one

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one

The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I’m holding on
I’m gonna be your number one
Your number one

https://rumble.com/embed/v8h9lp/?pub=3r2t9

Dear Diary, Tell America Not to Lose Heart

November 13, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 3 Comments

Yes, that’s right! I raked leaves yesterday!! Ten bags’ worth and yet there are easily ten more bags’ worth of leaves to be raked, but since those are in my grass and not on the public sidewalk, I’m done raking…

But it was a really beautiful day yesterday and it was really nice to be outside. And since I love my maple tree almost as much as I love my own life, it was kind of nice to be on such intimate terms with its fallen leaves, knowing more leaves will come in the Spring.

For those readers who are struggling to find the actual news here in America, it will give you courage to know that, in line with “Operation C*VID Panic,” Europeans are not simply rolling over and playing dead and passively going into lockdown.

Non-American mainstream media details it here, here and there are videos of this, as well, if you search for them without the use of go*gle and you tube.

And in keeping with attempts at “Operation C*VID Panic” here in the US, the usual suspects are trying hard to push people indoors. Isolate them. Fill them with fear, etc.

Yes, it is starting to look like C*VID is being used to control the masses…

Watch out for Ticketmaster, gang. I’m just sayin’…

And if you haven’t already noticed, your latest IOS iPhone update came complete with a C*VID tracker…

The good news, of course, is that the d*minion voter machine fraud will likely put a lot of people in prison. Maybe even the b*g g*y himself. Won’t that be a great day?

I feel sad for members of my family and one of my closest friends, though, because they honestly still believe the vote was fair & square and that Biden is the next President.

They honestly believe this because they won’t give up on mainstream media.

I think it’s alarming that 99.9% of those family members are gay. In my opinion, since they are kindhearted, they have been brainwashed. They likely do not even know that Tr*mp had the very first openly gay cabinet member in US history — Richard Grenell. Or that record numbers of LGBTQ voters switched to Trump in 2020.

Everything lies so heavily on which news outlets you watch. Which browsers you use. Which social media accounts you cling to…

I still love Instagram, but as I said the other day, I try to stay apolitical on there myself, and when I do post political comments, I am subversive about it and try not to explain what I actually mean. I use it as a camouflaged outlet for my rage. But I am indeed noticing that 99% of the conservatives I follow on Instagram are either not posting, or getting blocked.

Which do you think is the likelier scenario?

Anyway. On we go,

If you didn’t see this announcement, from Tr*mp’s office yesterday: One county in Michigan, alone –234 pages of sworn affidavits of voter fraud, including:

- EYEWITNESS saw a batch of ballots where 60% of them had the SAME signature
- EYEWITNESS saw a batch of ballots scanned 5 times
- EYEWITNESS saw 35 ballots counted that were NOT connected to a voter record
- EYEWITNESS saw poll workers marking ballots with NO mark for candidates
- VOTER said deceased son was recorded as voting TWICE
- EYEWITNESS said provisional ballots were placed in the tabulation box
- FAILED software that caused an error in Antrim County used in Wayne County
- Republican challengers not readmitted but Democrats admitted
- Republican challengers physically pushed from counting tables by officials
- Democrats gave out packet: “Tactics to Distract Republican Challengers”
- Republican challenges to suspect ballots ignored

And then this, from Yahoo’s news just now:

Trump and his followers are on the ‘crazy train’ with unhinged election conspiracies, Republican congressman says

And keep in mind that being a traitor to your country is a federal offense. Again — can you say prison, anyone?

But millions of Americans are in fact not stupid, and are leaving mainstream media and heading to Parler and rumble and other options not controlled by b*g t*ch.

And, yes, there are very interesting videos posted below, from last night’s listening, in case you’re interested. It will make your hair stand on end. (I’ve added Praying Medic now, too. Unreal.)

And the trucks and cars zooming by on the very brief Bongino Report (different from Dan Bongino’s podcast) — those are people heading to the huge Tr*mp rally in DC this weekend. The very same rally that the media is trying to block from the public’s awareness.

They don’t want anyone to know there is a rally to support Tr*mp and they aren’t going to air it, that’s for sure. (That would be like people wanting to gather for the Queen of England, for some reason, and all the news media outlets trying hard to keep that information from everyone.)

Tr*mp is still the President of the United States. It’s almost like it’s illegal now to support him. Coup d’etat. anyone??

If you don’t think that this is scary shit, gang, then you’re still sound asleep. I will wait patiently for you to wake up, stretch a little bit, and get your coffee…

Okay!! Rehearsals for the reading of my play, Tell My Bones, continue today, with the first rehearsal of the entire play, start to finish. I’m supposed to jump in there at some point and introduce myself to the cast and crew, but I’m not sure yet how that is supposed to happen. Part of the rehearsals are on zoom, part are on streamyard.

However it happens, the very, very good news is that I washed my hair…

All righty. That’s it for now. I’m gonna get this gorgeous day underway here. I hope you have a great Friday, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya.

“Red Right Hand”

Take a little walk to the edge of town
and go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires,
in the humming wires
Hey man, you know
you’re never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge,
past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man
in a dusty black coat with
a red right handHe’ll wrap you in his arms,
tell you that you’ve been a good boy
He’ll rekindle all the dreams
it took you a lifetime to destroy
He’ll reach deep into the hole,
heal your shrinking soul,
but there won’t be a single thing
that you can do
He’s a god, he’s a man,
he’s a ghost, he’s a guru
They’re whispering his name
through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
is a red right hand

You don’t have no money?
He’ll get you some
You don’t have no car?
He’ll get you one
You don’t have no self-respect,
you feel like an insect
Well don’t you worry buddy,
’cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
and the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
red right hand

You’ll see him in your nightmares,
you’ll see him in your dreams
He’ll appear out of nowhere but
he ain’t what he seems
You’ll see him in your head,
on the TV screen
And hey buddy, I’m warning
you to turn it off
He’s a ghost, he’s a god,
he’s a man, he’s a guru
You’re one microscopic cog
in his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
his red right hand

https://rumble.com/embed/v8ghkj/?pub=3r2t9

From Fraud to COVID — Maybe we should pay attention?

November 12, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 6 Comments

Well, all righty!!

First, I have to confess that today is a beautiful day here in Crazeysburg. Sunny; not too hot, not too cold. A perfect day for raking autumn leaves, just like the ones that fell from my 100-year-old, multi-limbed silver maple tree in one gigantic thwump the other day, onto my front sidewalk and tree-lawn.

As sad as it is for me to have to break my sacred “no-raking” policy, it’s kinda looking like I might have to at least make an effort today to get those leaves raked up. Because it is really just ludicrous, the amount of leaves out there today. And I know that my neighbors are seriously not interested in having any more of my many leaves blown onto their lawns.

So I will at least make an effort to get most of them. Actually, it’ll be nice to be outside today. Plenty of good-looking road-construction workers are still running hither & yon on Basin Street. (It’s actually beginning to look like they will never be finished with whatever the heck it is they’re doing — besides tearing up the street, I mean.)

Okay. Well. I have joined Parler, although I can’t imagine I’m ever going to post anything. For now, I’m just following others. You can subscribe to me if you want to, @Marilynjayelewis. But I honestly don’t know if I will ever post anything. Even though I quit twitter, it was only as a protest to censorship. I rarely ever used it.

It’s interesting to note, though, that since so many people are abandoning twitter in protest and joining Parler, now the mainstream media is of course trying to discredit Parler.

Honestly, it’s not funny — how deeply the censorship, misinformation, and lies are multiplying in the mainstream media now. It’s kind of scary. Even though I have access to non-mainstream media (tons of it), and I know that more and more people are flocking to it as well, there are still a bunch of Americans who seem to be sticking with the mainstream, who are really going to be in sad psychological shape when/if the riots hit again, worse than it was this past summer.

Although I did notice last evening that a die-hard Biden supporter one block over finally took down her Biden sign…

And along those lines…

The non-mainstream media has been warning that as soon as it looks like Big Media can’t hide the election fraud any longer, they will turn the focus to COVID and make it seem as if it is out of control again.

So it’s funny, how that exact scenario is in fact playing out. Suddenly. COVID is off the charts again, the world over. But what’s interesting, is, if you have a chance to talk to the actual nurses in the hospitals — how many people are at first testing positive for COVID, through the “quick” test. But when they get the more complicated test, they test negative — but only the positive results are getting reported. Not the negatives that undo the positives.

This is word-of-mouth from actual local nurses here, on the front lines. So now the “massive” new numbers are seriously under suspicion.

(I also know one person here in Ohio whose husband died from congestive heart failure but on his death record the hospital listed his cause of death as COVID. She is fighting to have that removed from his death record, because he did not have COVID and did not die from it. But should we be multiplying that one instance by perhaps many others????)

But in keeping with the onset of “Operation COVID Panic” (my fun words for it!), the Governor of Ohio had a press conference last night, saying that COVID was out of control here in Ohio and that if we didn’t want to go into lockdown again, we all have to wear our masks and practice social distancing and not have visitors over for Thanksgiving…

And then come January, all will be well because our beloved Pfizer has a vaccine for all of us!! Yippee ki yi yay!! (He didn’t say it quite like that but almost…)

(Did you hear that the CEO of Pfizer, the very same CEO that withheld news of the vaccine until after the election, sold 62% of his stake in Pfizer as soon as the vaccine was announced? Speculation is that he did that because he doesn’t really think the vaccine is what’s going to be needed to end the “pandemic.” That the pandemic is going to take care of itself once the pandemic is not needed anymore — I think that’s spelled B-I-D-E-N.)

That is not my own speculation — however, it is indeed only speculation. So don’t quote me or anything, Just ponder it.

Well, okay.

Yesterday, Nick Cave sent out a Red Hand File about the story behind his very expensive pornographic wallpaper and about how much he loves to have sex with his wife! So you might feel like perusing it here.

The rehearsals of the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones, continue and I am so grateful to all the actors who have gotten onboard and who are really putting their hearts into this play at breakneck speed. I cannot really tell you just how much it means to me.

I really really hope you’ll all RSVP (for free!!) to watch the streamed event on Sunday evening, November 22nd. (RSVP here)

Other than that, my world has been Bongino and X22Report. Bongino makes me feel giddy. X22Report makes me feel astounded. Their posts from last night are linked below, for you’re viewing pleasure.

Meanwhile, have a lovely Wednesday, wherever you are in the world!! Thanks for visiting, gang. I love you guys. See ya.

“Positively 4th Street”

You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down you just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on the side that’s winning

You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt why then don’t you show it
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose and you know it

I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd you’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide what he don’t know to begin with

You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, “How are you? Good luck”
But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once and scream it

No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief perhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand it’s not my problem

I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment I could be you
Yes I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is to see you

Happy Rainy Veteran’s Day in Crazeysburg!!

November 11, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 2 Comments

Yes, today is Veteran’s Day here in the United States.

It might interest you to know that I had fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, and great-great-great-grandfathers who served in all the major wars here in the US.

This means that in the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, WWI, WWII, the Korean War, and the Vietnam War, the men in my family were serving. Just in terms of the historical value of that, I find that pretty impressive. (I, of course, am a pacifist. I’m guessing that comes as no surprise to anyone.) Still, I think that in terms of the history of the United States, that is a pretty impressive record of involvement in the destiny of a country.

(I think it’s also interesting to note that since I was born illegitimate, I am not entitled to be an official Daughter of the American Revolution, however, technically, I am one.) (Meaning, there is no father listed on my birth certificate.) (My birth certificate would break your heart. Under father it lists: NONE. Under mother it lists my mother’s name, then it says: AGE: 13. It would make you cry. It made me cry, for sure.)

Okay. The worst possible news is that the rest of the entirety of my maple leaves fell from my tree at the same time, and I once more have more dead leaves on my front sidewalk than you can possibly imagine. I’m going to have to do something about that and I am not sure what. Raking might actually have to occur. Unless God blesses me tomorrow with an unbelievable gust of relentless wind lasting for a couple of hours. We can only hope… But I seriously doubt my neighbors are going to put up with me and my no-raking policy for very much longer. (And I can’t afford to buy that leaf blower/vacuum/mulcher right this very minute.)

Well, okay. So I was just kidding when I said that was the worst possible news. Because, actually, if you’ve been listening to Dan Bongino or the X22Report, you know that this country is in a really dire situation that is set to explode into all out rioting and complete censorship of the President if Trump indeed wins the election.

It is being recommended that you have all your Government alerts switched to “ON” on your cell phones. (No joke.) So that you can receive actual government information if the fall-out is as bad as they are thinking ti will be.

If you get your email through Yahoo, you’ll notice the extreme level of disinformation and censorship going on right now. It’s not only appalling, it is indeed scary. The amount of information they are literally trying to block Americans from accessing. I’m guessing (for real) that if I don’t stop blogging about this stuff, my blog will disappear in the coming fall-out if Trump ends up winning.

(For instance, it was one of my previous blogs that caused me to be a victim of voter fraud several years ago. Meaning that when I went to the polls to vote, my name had been stricken from the voting records, even though I had voted many times previously. And then my name was mysteriously returned to the voting records once it was a Primary vote and not a Presidential election. This was because they knew who I was, who I was voting for, and where I was voting, because I used to be exceedingly candid on my blog and thousands of people read it every day. I have since tried really, really hard to keep a much lower profile online.)

And along those lines, I also cancelled my twitter account. I am so sick of that censorship they are doing to people, including the President, and it is not a glitch. It’s censorship of actual people expressing their views.

And once the reading of my play is over, I will be cancelling (to the best of my ability) my facebook account, as well. The only social media I really enjoy is Instagram and I try really hard not to get political there. (I’m not always successful.)

Okay, so.

I’m guessing that you’ve all heard that Pfizer and people like the Governor of NY State are trying to claim that the COVID vaccine did not occur under Trump’s Administration. And was not part of Trump’s “Operation Warp Speed” vaccine agenda, set back in May.

And perhaps you’ve also heard that the vaccine has been ready but Pfizer refused to announce it until after election day because they wanted it to be part of Biden’s “win.”

If you live in a country that had to go back into lockdown recently, I hope you are seriously angry about this. This type of blatant anti-Trump garbage perhaps resulted in more contagions and maybe even cost human lives.

That’s how bad it is: Don’t release the vaccine until the fix is in and Trump appears to have lost the election… (Please tell me you’re angry about this, even if you don’t like Trump.) (And multiply this times every single obstructive and violent thing the Left has done during the Trump presidency to make it appear as if Trump is a lousy president, when in fact, he’s been a really effective one — and then you will get a small idea of how it feels to live in America these days.)

Below, I will post the latest episodes from Bongino and the X22Report and DiamondandSilk. (The X22Report will make you cringe as well as want to vomit…) (By the way, you can keep up on all this yourself if you go to rumble dot com.)

Okay!! GREAT NEWS!!

At 5am on Thanksgiving morning (yes, why wouldn’t you be awake at 5am on a national holiday???), Nick Cave is doing another one of those listening parties on BadSeed TeeVee!!

This time, we will be listening to the album Murder Ballads (1996 by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds). And guess who will be chatting with Nick Cave??? Blixa Bargeld and Mick Harvey!!! How fucking cool, right??!!

I, for one, cannot wait to be up and on Bad Seed TeeVee at 5am on a national holiday!! (Keep in mind, the times are different depending on where in the world you live!!)

Well, all righty.

Yes, I know. I now have several deadlines for erotic short stories. So it might behoove me to stop spending so much time listening to DiamondandSilk, and Dan Bongino, and the X22Report, etc., etc., and get back to work around here!! We will see how that goes. (For instance: how can you turn something like this off? DiamondandSilk reported last evening that 14,000 dead people voted for Biden in Detroit, alone. It’s posted below.) (Lots and lots of dead people are voting in this election, gang. And every single one of them voted for Biden. I’m not sure that 14,000 voted in Detroit, but that’s what they reported.)

Anyway. On we go. I’m gonna get started here. Have a happy Wednesday wherever you are in the world!! Thanks for visiting. I love you guys, See ya!

“The Last DJ”

Well you can’t turn him into a company man
You can’t turn him into a whore
And the boys upstairs just don’t understand anymore
Well the top brass don’t like him talking so much
And he won’t play what they say to play
And he don’t want to change what don’t need to change
And there goes the last DJ
Who plays what he wants to play
And says what he wants to say
Hey, hey, hey
And there goes your freedom of choice
There goes the last human voice
There goes the last DJ
Well some folks say they’re gonna hang him so high
Because you just can’t do what he did
There’s some things you just can’t put in the minds of those kids
As we celebrate mediocrity all the boys upstairs want to see
How much you’ll pay for what you used to get for free
And there goes the last DJ
Who plays what he wants to play
And says what he wants to say
Hey, hey, hey
And there goes your freedom of choice
There goes the last human voice
And there goes the last DJ

Well he got him a station down in Mexico
And sometimes it will kinda come in
And I’ll bust a move and remember how it was back then
There goes the last DJ
Who plays what he wants to play
And says what he wants to say
Hey, hey, hey
And there goes your freedom of choice
There goes the last human voice
And there goes the last DJ

Dear Diary, It has Come to My Attention that the Lives of African Descendants Actually DO Matter

November 10, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

(UPDATE: yes, the “news” are now calling these “baseless claims of fraud.” That’s how high up the corruption goes…)

I can’t say that slogan “black lives matter” anymore without feeling that their cause was unconscionably used and has now been left like litter in the streets after the rave has packed up and gone home.

I think what saddens me most about this mounting election vote fraud is that those dwindling, well-meaning few, from the old Democratic Party, still believe Trump is a racist and have no clue that record numbers of Blacks and Latinos voted Republican in 2020, because there are actually all these unexpected sorts of “personal interest stories” from black people themselves that indicate Trump isn’t racist at all. How weird.

So huge numbers of them turned on the DNC.

I’m not 100% positive, but I’m guessing all those record-breaking shootings and gun-related deaths of black people, including children, that happened all summer long in key DNC urban areas, and for whatever reason the Biden people could not be persuaded to acknowledge the out-of-control violence or unleash their rioting mobs on those key urban areas to insist the violence against urban black people STOP, and then trying like heck to keep those shooting-death statistics out of the news, had something to do with it — it almost made it look as if black lives didn’t really matter…

So anyway. What a mess. Millions of really angry people in America, demanding answers. Demanding that their right to vote be taken seriously. Demanding that their legal votes be counted.

At the end of this post, I’ve embedded some videos to give you non-Americans an idea of what does not get on our “regular” news around here.

In the old days, it would have been the ONLY news. Now it is the news the media wishes would go away.

Oh, and I draw your attention to two very interesting things:

Pfizer has a vaccine for COVID 19 that is proving to be 90% effective! They have applied to the FDA for emergency approval (and FYI, the FDA only requires a vaccine be 50% effective to get approval) and expect the vaccine to be available later this month.

[UPDATE: it has since come to light that Pfizer’s vaccine has been ready for awhile, but that Pfizer’s CEO did not want the vaccine credited in any way to Trump’s Administration, and so it was withheld from the world.]

Even though a lot of people are not fond of vaccines, per se, just having one, finally, will help people the world over get over their fear of going outside and life will indeed get back to “normal.”

Vaccines do that, spiritually. They give people a sense of confidence that viruses are manageable and that their lives and bodies are their own.

And the other interesting thing:

Dan Bongino’s podcast was the #1 podcast show in the entire country this past week. The whole country. Not just #1 in its category.

He’s extremely pro-Trump; extremely conservative, but also extremely watchable. What is that saying? I guess it says that nobody believes the media anymore and is seeking an actual human being who will tell them what’s going on.

(And I think that’s why Tucker Carlson finally came out with a hard-hitting show last night about the voter-fraud facts (below) — because it looked like huge numbers of Fox News watchers were jumping ship since Fox appeared to be rolling over and playing dead on voter-fraud.)

Okay. So all of that is below if you want to watch it at your leisure. All of it is eye-opening.

Tonight is night #2 of the rehearsals for the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones. I am just so excited about all of this, gang. However, I won’t be attending a (zoom) rehearsal until Friday. That’s when the director will introduce me to the cast and tech people. (And I’m hoping like heck to remember to wash my hair!!!!!)

Also — much good news still unfolding around my new erotic short stories. The eNewsletter for the company based in Sweden has already asked for 3 new stories from me by January 2021 — and they are actually paying me three times what I was expecting. So that was just a wee bit super exciting!

And later this month — along with the COVID vaccine — my newest erotic (very long) short story, “Half-Moon Bride,” and erotic novella, 1954 Powder Blue Pickup, will be available from my new publisher.

So I’m just really happy, gang.

AND — at 5am this morning, when I was already at my kitchen table, scribbling in my many little Inner Being journals, I heard the Harley motorcycle go vroom-vrooming past my house. I wonder where he was headed at that early hour? (Probably to meet with his parole officer…)

Okay!! Here’s hoping I don’t actually start dating that cute guy because then he’ll end up scouring every post on my blog and then bellowing, in a fit of pique: Why did you tell the whole fucking world that I’d been in a maximum security prison for 10 years for Murder One and that I go see a parole officer at 5am??!!! I’m a fucking mechanic, with no criminal record at all!

ME (oblivious to people’s privacy): “Just trying to be entertaining, honey. Is it really bothering you?”

I guess we’ll just see!

Okay. I’m gonna get started here and see what this day ahead brings. I hope you’re having a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world. Thanks for visiting, gang. Don’t forget to check out the many video clips below today’s song, all right? I love you guys. See ya.

“People Get Ready”

People get ready
There’s a train a-coming
You don’t need no baggage
You just get on board
All you need is faith
To hear the diesels humming
Don’t need no ticket
You just thank the LordPeople get ready
For the train to Jordan
Picking up passengers
From coast to coast
Faith is the key
Open the doors and board them
There’s room for all
among the loved, the mostThere ain’t no room
for the hopeless sinner
Who would hurt all mankind just
To save his own
Have pity on those
whose chances are thinner
Cause there’s no hiding place
From the Kingdom’s Throne

So people get ready
for the train a-comin’
You don’t need no baggage
you just get on board !
All you need is faith
to hear the diesels humming
Don’t need no ticket
you just thank, you just thank the Lord

Yeah
Ooh

I’m getting ready
I’m getting ready
this time I’m ready
this time I’m ready

Happy Election Vote Fraud Lawsuit Day!!!

November 9, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 1 Comment

I won’t dwell on all this election stuff every single day, but if you don’t live in America, it might be of interest to you to learn that a huge segment of Americans have no clue that Biden did not actually win the election yet.

It’s insane, isn’t it? The power of Big Media to lull otherwise well-meaning people into a deep coma?

The lawsuits that are getting filed today don’t mean that Trump will automatically win; it means they will expose the amount of voter fraud that took place in the wee small hours of election night, once it seemed like Trump was winning key cities by huge margins of votes.

That’s what the “urban vote dump” refers to — if you’ve seen that term in the news. Certain key cities literally stopped counting votes when Trump got too far ahead, and then a mysteriously enormous number of mail-in ballots, all of them voting exclusively for Biden, suddenly appeared in each of those key cities.

Urban Vote Dump. Our new wildly popular method of vote fraud.

That’s a large part of what the lawsuits are about, in addition to other serious problems regarding how the votes are getting counted “in secret” and/or making it difficult if not impossible for Republicans to view the actual ballots that are being re-counted (sometimes needing binoculars to try to see the ballots from across the room! — no joke.)

Sadly, though, ask any person who voted for Biden and most of them will likely have no clue this is going on, and they believe Biden won, fair and square. And they still believe the DNC is still the feel-good, huge-hearted, “People’s” Party from yesteryear, but sadly it absolutely is not.

But that’s how bad the news media is over here: Declare Biden the winner, on a Saturday afternoon, right before the lawsuits are scheduled to be filed in court first thing Monday morning.

I call it: “Look at the bight shiny object and not at what’s happening over there.”

Okay! Well, I guess we shall all see what we shall see.

Yesterday, was the most amazingly glorious day! So sunny and warm. Just lovely.

Late morning, I took a walk and wound up in a section of Crazeysburg where I’d never been before and, wow, was it cool. Large old houses with big porches — out of the 19-teens and 1920s. Really beautiful old homes.

The (newer) old elementary school is over there, too — it’s used as a food bank a few times a week now because of COVID (free food for the people who are struggling right now). But the school is in really good shape, just a little too small so they built a new one around the corner. But the old one is right out of 1950s America. It is just like the elementary schools I went to up in Cleveland in the 1960s. It brought back so many memories.

I couldn’t go inside it because it was locked on Sunday, but I sat on a bench outside and from there, I could see way off into the foothills that are covered with trees. A lot of the trees still have their fall leaves on them, although most of the trees are bare. But what a stunning vista. And there was a tree there in front of the school’s front doors, planted in memory of one of teachers, back in 1994. It’s some sort of fruit tree — maybe a crab apple? So I’m guessing it blossoms really colorfully in the Spring. I’ll have to remember to check it out next year.

Then later in the day, I was outside taking care of — yes! — the petunias that are still blooming on my kitchen porch and who do you think roared past my house several times on a Harley motorcycle while I was out there? Yes! The really cute older blonde guy — the one who was working on the engine of that white pickup truck the other day, who tooted the horn at me when I walked past.

The first time he rode by, he didn’t see me but he saw me puttering with the flowers on his return trip, so he swung back around again, and then slowed down and looked right at me and I smiled and then he roared his engine really loud and zoomed off.

It was so cool!! Made my day. I can’t figure out how old he is. He looks like maybe he’s in his late 30s or early 40s. But knowing my track record with men, he’s probably only 28 but spent the last 10 years in a maximum security prison for Murder in the First Degree, so he looks a lot older…

(God, I wish I was just kidding!!) (About my track record, I mean.)

Anyway. I don’t know his name or anything like that, just the amazing house he lives in across the street, where something like 4 people appear to live. I don’t know if he’s married to the blonde woman there or what is going on . But he’s cute and he noticed that I was alive, which is basically a miracle.

So it was a good day.

And today is going to be another stunning day, but we are getting close to those freezing temperatures again — by the end of the week. So this is that last breath of a “second summer.”

Over the weekend, rehearsals began for the two child actors who are in the staged reading of my play, Tell My Bones. Tonight is the official rehearsal for the entire cast (it all takes place on Zoom, though.) I won’t be tuning in to a rehearsal until Friday, though — after they’ve all had a chance to really get into their parts, etc. I’m very, very excited.

Thursday night, I will check in on another tech meeting, but I will stay off camera and just listen, because they don’t really need my input on any of that.

And please don’t forget to register for the link to watch it!! It’s free! (And please ignore the typo on that postcard — we fixed it before it went to print.)

All right, guys. I’m gonna get started here. I hope you have a great Monday underway, wherever you are in the world!! Thanks for visiting, gang!

Today, I leave you with my listening-music from last night: “Sweetheart Come” (2001) from the Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds record, No More Shall We Part. A beautiful love song. Listen, fall in love, enjoy. Okay. I love you guys. See ya!

“Sweetheart Come”

Come over here, babe
It ain’t that bad
I don’t claim to understand
The troubles that you’ve had
But the dogs you say they fed you to
Lay their muzzles in your lap
And the lions that they led you to
Lie down and take a nap
The ones you fear are wind and air
And I love you without measure
It seems we can be happy now
Be it better late than never

Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come to me

The burdens that you carry now
Are not of your creation
So let’s not weep for their evil deeds
But for their lack of imagination
Today’s the time for courage, babe
Tomorrow can be for forgiving
And if he touches you again with his stupid hands
His life won’t be worth living

Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come
Sweetheart, come to me

Walk with me now under the stars
For it’s a clear and easy pleasure
And be happy in my company
For I love you without measure
Walk with me now under the stars
It’s a safe and easy pleasure
It seems we can be happy now
It’s late but it ain’t never
It’s late but it ain’t never
It’s late but it ain’t never

All’s Well That Ends Well!!

November 8, 2020 marilyn jaye lewis 2 Comments

I don’t think ‘scary’ is the right word for it, because this is the third major Presidential voter fraud scandal here in the US over the last 20 years and we’re all getting sort of used to it.

Disheartening is a better word for it, since really, how upset you get over it seems to depend on which side you’re on. If you’re on the side that wins, most people honestly don’t care how they got there.

Alack and alas, as luck would have it, I’ve been on the losing side all three times!

Plus, I was a victim of voter fraud in an election year where the candidate I was cheated out of voting for actually won anyway. I know 100% for sure, though, that voter fraud does indeed exist here. And it is a truly demoralizing feeling to be publicly cheated out of your right to vote, right there at the polls — and then to have it miraculously restored at the very next Primary election, the moment they don’t care who wins.

However, it really doesn’t seem to matter anymore which Party you cast your vote with, the move toward voter fraud is basically la mode, indefinitely.

Unless you’re a candidate like Hillary was, who thought she was going to win and didn’t see any need to rely on voter fraud. (Sort of a weird compliment to give a politician such as she.) (Although she learned her lesson with a vengeance.)

What is most disturbing to me this time around, though, is how “in cahoots” the mainstream media is with the DNC — the media announcing who won, when there are still votes being counted and lawsuits being filed as I type. There is one half of the country who is still counting votes, both real and fraudulent.

Even Tom Petty’s official Instagram site, stated to “Count Every Vote!” — and he was a hardcore Democrat and his daughters are serious Trump-haters. So, clearly, it only takes a brain to see that something here has gone awry…

And it only takes a heart to see that most people the world over do not give a fuck.

So on we go. Lawsuits, vote counts, protests. And then, more than likely, one more corrupt politician gets back into the White House and the entire world celebrates. Such is the hatred toward Trump (and Israel). And such is the love of money (because if you think for a minute that the same politicians who want to give you the blessings of Socialism would ever for an instant be willing to live on the wages you’re going to get during the coming inflation, you’re out of your pea-picking little mind!).

Okay, well. I’m learning to survive in poverty here in the Hinterlands. And to survive happily. And I continue to be blessed by three rare people who are trying to keep me from going completely under. (All of whom voted Democrat, btw, and now see me as a sort of dithering crazy porn-writing catlady who’s always mumbling something disturbing about the US Constitution…) (The actual document, not the ship.)

And I will keep learning how to survive, because all that really matters to me anymore is to keep on writing my porn! And as long as that freight train keeps barreling past my house and never stops to actually pick me up and take me to Auschwitz, I will consider my tiny little American life a blessed one.

It really honestly does get down to the absolute bare minimum, the older one gets around here. If you can go to bed happy and feel reasonably free (i.e., the Gestapo not looming right there next to your bed), and wake up happy about the day starting all over again, and you find even the tiniest group of people who bring a smile to your face each day, you’ve got a blessed life. Everything else is gravy, gang. (Not that I mind gravy — as long as it’s vegetarian-friendly!) But I don’t need gravy anymore. I really don’t.

Okay. On that happy note!! Have a blessed Sunday, wherever you are in the world! Thanks for visiting, gang. I leave you with another Monkees’ song — “Words,” from their 1968 album Pisces, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Ltd. A song that is sort of appropriate for this weekend. When I was a little girl, I found this song sort of delightfully unnerving. So listen and enjoy!! And stay “nerved” for the coming media battle (Count the Votes vs. MoveOn.org). All righty. I love you guys. See ya.

“Words”

Girl, don’t you know every time I see you smiling,
It hurts so bad, ’cause when I see you, I start crying,
I’ve tried everything to stop, but there’s no denying,
That falling in love with you, girl, is just like dying

Oh, don’t walk away,
Oh, how can I make you stay?
Don’t turn away,
I can still hear you saying those words that never were true,
Just spoken to help nobody but you,
Words with lies inside,
But, small enough to hide till your playing was through

Girl, don’t you know we could work it out with talking?
You won’t look around or slow down your walking,
I’ve given you everything with a kiss to seal it,
You had to get your kicks out of trying to steal it

Now, I’m standing here,
Strange, strange voices in my ears,
I feel the tears,
But, all I can hear are those words that never were true,
just spoken to help nobody but you
Words with lies inside,
But, small enough to hide till your playing was through, ah

Now, I’m standing here,
Strange, strange voices in my ears,
I feel the tears,
But, all I can hear are those words that never were true,
Just spoken to help nobody but you,
Words with lies inside,
But, small enough to hide till your playing was through
Words that never were true, just spoken to help nobody but you,
Words with lies inside,
But, small enough to hide till your playing was through
Words that never were true, just spoken to help nobody but you