What I want to know is, what about all the other struggling, hard working lower class people who die every day out here in this turmoil racked world?

Here's My Take on Things . . . ( and I really mean this, )

So, Mandela's dead, eh? Who the feck r-e-a-l-l-y cares???? Not I, noting this, for the medias, is just one more opportunity to make commercial dollars, or pounds if ye will. Yep, just another 'splash' of total bullshite we're being fed. We? Meaning those of us who watch world news on TV daily. Nightly. Those of us interested in viewing 'real' news on the local and world levels. Now, for a brief period, everything must stop as we're asked to drop down to our emotional knees and bow to a man who no doubt was probably just another negro gangster back there in south Africa, in his time. And so, now, on the TV we're stuck watching this crap. What I want to know is, what about all the other struggling, hard working lower class people who die every day out here in this turmoil racked world? What about them? Where's the televised supposed sadness for them? Or in fact, when me mam died some years back. No commercial dollars to be made on her death, no!!! The media, what a bunch of feckin' wankers!!! It's funny, there's really no real deeper emotional feelings when someone else ye don't know dies. It's a farce! A joke. We just pretend to care. So, I'll not be getting down on These knees any time soon. By the way, are ye watching these media mouthpieces on the TV right now attempting to act sad? These teleprompter reading " Look at me, I'm cool" fakes? They make me laugh with that uncomfortable anger down in my stomach. I want to knock every one of them out! I want to drop them where they stand. What a society of eejits! What a bunch of phonies.

In short, I have to laugh. I laugh to stave off anger! Anger at the news medias and the pure farce they produce daily. Mandela, ol' chum, you're dead now and I am NOT missin' ye, pal! You never meant anything to either me, my family, or anyone else I know. By the way, you're presence in this world, to me, was a good enough reason why we should all focus our full concentration on curbing migration across the world. If ye don't fit in another country, stay the feck home! If ye can't make it in your neighborhoods, move the feck out. Just don't come here!

tommy boy moran / Ireland.

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2KidsMom . . .

Bless you and thanks for your warmth. Always appreciate it, and, You.

tomo / Ireland.

Hey Tommy
My real Knowledge of Nelson Mandela is very limited
And to the best of my knowledge he was a man who aside from all else did do much for his country and people

Compassion is a given...
And can not or should not ever be "expected" from anyone
Just because WE may feel or not feel this for someone...
The man is dead may he RIP and be remembered more for the GOOD
He has done in his lifetime...

I think as far as your question above goes brother
That "the rest" of us lowly folks in life
Are carried in the love and fondness of our memories
Those we touch around us feel it too at times

You and i as well as the few who are truly inspired and gifted
To write and communicate these sentiments of love and fond memories
Carry forth those special to us in our ability to write and express those memories as well as sentiments
Therefore immortalizing all those who breath life
Through the gift of our pen....
Even if only expressed in an Epitaph...

"Remember me
As you pass by
As you are now
So once was I
As I am now
someday you'll be
Prepare for death
And follow me..."
{UNKNOWN}

They live within our hearts
And our minds
What better ,safer or more sacred
Could be the place to entrust
Such treasures...

I hope you will forgive my lengthy intrusion
But as one heart and one hand to another
This is how i see life myself
Great expression in your write
And much intensity in emotion...
Be Blessed Tommy !
And thank you for sharing your gift...





HAPPY HOLIDAYS FRIENDS AND MINGLERS !





"FOOT PRINTS"

Way to keep it classy, Tommy....

And that was sarcasm, in case you couldn't understand me under the white sheet you're wearing....

Here's My Take on Things . . . ( and I really mean this, )

So, Mandela's dead, eh? Who the feck r-e-a-l-l-y cares???? Not I, noting this, for the medias, is just one more opportunity to make commercial dollars, or pounds if ye will. Yep, just another 'splash' of total bullshite we're being fed. We? Meaning those of us who watch world news on TV daily. Nightly. Those of us interested in viewing 'real' news on the local and world levels. Now, for a brief period, everything must stop as we're asked to drop down to our emotional knees and bow to a man who no doubt was probably just another negro gangster back there in south Africa, in his time. And so, now, on the TV we're stuck watching this crap. What I want to know is, what about all the other struggling, hard working lower class people who die every day out here in this turmoil racked world? What about them? Where's the televised supposed sadness for them? Or in fact, when me mam died some years back. No commercial dollars to be made on her death, no!!! The media, what a bunch of feckin' wankers!!! It's funny, there's really no real deeper emotional feelings when someone else ye don't know dies. It's a farce! A joke. We just pretend to care. So, I'll not be getting down on These knees any time soon. By the way, are ye watching these media mouthpieces on the TV right now attempting to act sad? These teleprompter reading " Look at me, I'm cool" fakes? They make me laugh with that uncomfortable anger down in my stomach. I want to knock every one of them out! I want to drop them where they stand. What a society of eejits! What a bunch of phonies.

In short, I have to laugh. I laugh to stave off anger! Anger at the news medias and the pure farce they produce daily. Mandela, ol' chum, you're dead now and I am NOT missin' ye, pal! You never meant anything to either me, my family, or anyone else I know. By the way, you're presence in this world, to me, was a good enough reason why we should all focus our full concentration on curbing migration across the world. If ye don't fit in another country, stay the feck home! If ye can't make it in your neighborhoods, move the feck out. Just don't come here!

tommy boy moran / Ireland.

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Here's My Take on Things . . . ( and I really mean this, )

So, Mandela's dead, eh? Who the feck r-e-a-l-l-y cares???? Not I, noting this, for the medias, is just one more opportunity to make commercial dollars, or pounds if ye will. Yep, just another 'splash' of total bullshite we're being fed. We? Meaning those of us who watch world news on TV daily. Nightly. Those of us interested in viewing 'real' news on the local and world levels. Now, for a brief period, everything must stop as we're asked to drop down to our emotional knees and bow to a man who no doubt was probably just another negro gangster back there in south Africa, in his time. And so, now, on the TV we're stuck watching this crap. What I want to know is, what about all the other struggling, hard working lower class people who die every day out here in this turmoil racked world? What about them? Where's the televised supposed sadness for them? Or in fact, when me mam died some years back. No commercial dollars to be made on her death, no!!! The media, what a bunch of feckin' wankers!!! It's funny, there's really no real deeper emotional feelings when someone else ye don't know dies. It's a farce! A joke. We just pretend to care. So, I'll not be getting down on These knees any time soon. By the way, are ye watching these media mouthpieces on the TV right now attempting to act sad? These teleprompter reading " Look at me, I'm cool" fakes? They make me laugh with that uncomfortable anger down in my stomach. I want to knock every one of them out! I want to drop them where they stand. What a society of eejits! What a bunch of phonies.

In short, I have to laugh. I laugh to stave off anger! Anger at the news medias and the pure farce they produce daily. Mandela, ol' chum, you're dead now and I am NOT missin' ye, pal! You never meant anything to either me, my family, or anyone else I know. By the way, you're presence in this world, to me, was a good enough reason why we should all focus our full concentration on curbing migration across the world. If ye don't fit in another country, stay the feck home! If ye can't make it in your neighborhoods, move the feck out. Just don't come here!

tommy boy moran / Ireland.

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Kick . . .

Thanks for your interesting and respectful comments concerning the ol' black fella. I happen to believe in everything you wrote in your reply here. Well spoken, deep and meaningful words meant to spurn on in us all, the truer, deeper sense of who we are and what we believe and feel toward others. You do make sense, Kick. Well done!

Still, I remain bothered by this modernistic approach to media communication which, at it's base, is designed to form all of us into 'puppet viewers'. I'll not be one, no! And as for the ol' black fella, I did mean everything I said. Didn't know him. Never cared to. Aside from all else he was just another media contrived product bent on making advertising dollars for big media corporations. Just another news article to them. Capitalism at it's finest. Wall Sreet!

By the necessary by, the poem you included here is a very, very old one, Kick. I found same on a tombstone up in northern California some years back. The title was simply, " Sarah ". And it went exactly like this . . .

Sarah

Stop my friends
As you pass by

As you are now
So once was I

As I am now
So you must be

Prepare for death
And follow me.

* This cemetery stone was placed, along with Sarah, in the ground somewhere back in the early to mid 1700's. I walked up to it stopped and looked down and read it. I thought for a moment, " My god, this person is trying to draw in everyone walking by. " I felt these words deeply and have never, ever forgot them. I understand this very sentiment, exacting, is found on other grave stones at various locations around the world. So, it's being used. Thank you for sharing, Kick.

Be well. Thanks again.

tommy boy moran / Ireland

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Leigh, hows the suntan?

Hello (((Larsson))) ....Beautiful weather all week, unseasonably warm and I am loving it!...

Honestly?

This is probably the most disrespectful, unintelligent thing I've read in my entire life. My advice? Learn a bit about the man before you start hating on what he did, and trust me here, he did an awful f*ing lot.