Politics: You’re watching Fox News. You just don’t know it.

Trump and his propagandists use outrage to spread their lies.

 

 

Vox

Don’t let them 

Sharing lies is spreads lies

#TwitteringTales: Broken

Broken

This festival of self-loathing,

this tawdry hatred,

this contempt:

broken genius shatters

trust, self-destructs,

and dies forgotten.

© Rob Goldstein 2019

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This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #137 – 21 May 2019

Twittering Tales Kat Myrman

 

Getting the Facts

‘Getting the Facts’ is a short educational film from 1953.

‘Getting the Facts’ is typical of the educational films once shown in America’s public elementary schools.

From the film:

“The way we make decisions in our democratic system has a profound effect on our welfare and happiness. Whether we’re dealing with a personal problem or a business matter, whether we are deciding on our schools, our taxes or any other community problem, the first thing we have to do is get the facts, the next step is to consider other opinions based on the facts and the final step is to weigh opinions with understanding and objectivity.

These standards apply to everyone.”

We cannot make good decisions when we refuse to base our decisions on facts.

If you haven’t read the Mueller Report you can’t know what Mueller’s investigation found.

Do yourself and your country a favor and read the Mueller Report.

The Mueller Report

‘Getting the Facts’ is in the public domain and available on the internet Archives

Rob Goldstein 2019

Twittering Tales: Sleep Eating

Sleep Eating

He opened the refrigerator at 2 am and grabbed a large banana cream pie. He didn’t notice the taste of bitter almond as he scooped the pie up with his hands. Roger was sleep eating again; Trina knew he would go for the pie. She was counting on it.

(c) Rob Goldstein 2019

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Header Photo by NRD at Unsplash

This is an entry for Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019

Twittering Tales Kat Myrman

Trina Woke From a Dream

Teagan Geneviene and I collaborated on a Trina story. Teagan sent visual prompts by Michael Whelan and we wrote lines based on the images.

I think Teagan may post the story to her blog. If she does, her version
may be different.

Trina Woke from a dream

Illustration of a victorian girl with fanciful moths
Trina woke from a dream

The Shadow Boy was coming to visit while she languished above a
labyrinth of verdant shrubs.

The Shadow Boy was intrigued when he saw a blond child with a bow
and arrow levitating outside the window of the monorail.

Was the blond child looking for his shadow? Could he catch it with his arrow?

The shadow boy examined the child for clues.

‘He’ had pixie ears and breasts.

This was not his boy.

Trina waved at the shadow boy and motioned for him to join her.

The boy hesitated. Trina wondered why: perhaps because the sun was going down.

The Shadow Boy shouldn’t be afraid of the dark, besides there’s a streetlight.

Trina decided it made no difference.

She still had Madison, but wait, where had Madison got to?

She was chasing a cluster of moths drawn to streetlight.

Madison out chasing moths? This was out of character.

“What’s wrong with you?” Trina asked.

“Nothing!” Madison scowled.

‘You’re chasing moths.”

“ They’re chasing me. Look at these holes!”

And it was true; Madison was full of holes.

(c) Rob Goldstein and Teagan R. Geneviene