Bad Ass and the E.P.A.

Every trail blazed.  Every hidden path down a secret path.  Every inch of glory that is nature…has been pissed on by the egoism of Trump.  

Why believe in global warming?  After all, Trump is elderly, he isn’t going to live much longer.

Why institute new policies in which to keep our environment thriving?  Trump and his cronies can afford to remain healthy.  After all they have government instituted health insurance.


Who is the Worse?
Nata Pepper

When presidential candidate Donald Trump promised to hire only “the best people,” no one thought to ask him what they’d be best at. Trump himself has set standards for corruption, dishonesty, bullying, and callousness that seem unsurpassable, yet that hasn’t stopped his subordinates from trying, including the three men doing his environmental dirty work: Secretary of Energy Rick Perry, Secretary of the Interior Ryan Zinke, and Acting EPA Administrator Andrew Wheeler. They’re all bad, but who’s the best at being worst?

At the Energy Department, Rick Perry has struggled. Although he may aspire to malevolence, he has managed only mediocrity. Like the proverbial hedgehog, Secretary Perry knows one big (actually, bad) thing: He’s supposed to promote dirty fuels no matter what. So far, he’s failed miserably. His plan to resurrect the coal industry by forcing consumers to subsidize failing coal plants was shot down by the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission, and his attempt to get the government to subsidize dirty fuels for bogus national security reasons also stalled. Although he deserves demerits for dishonesty (national security? really?), he clearly needs to try harder.

That leaves Andrew Wheeler at the EPA and Ryan Zinke at Interior as the current contenders for being the best at environmental awfulness. It’s quite a matchup.

Acting Administrator Wheeler, of course, is following in the fossil-fuel–fetishizing footsteps of his old boss, Scott Pruitt, whose legendary corruption was as inept as it was self-serving. Thus far, Wheeler’s been shrewd enough to avoid Pruitt’s most obvious missteps, although his vile and racist social media activity did earn headlines.

Nevertheless, in an impressively short time (just over 100 days), Wheeler has brought his own flair to turning the EPA into the agency that Every Polluter Adores. He’s attempted to roll back protections from methane emissions, mercury pollution, and toxic chemicals; cooked up a sham scheme to replace the Clean Power Plan; attacked clean car standards; moved to remove public health concerns from pollution safeguards by censoring science; and, for good measure, fired the head of the Office of Children’s Health. One recent and particularly Trumpy Wheeler move was to claim credit for Obama administration resultswhile simultaneously undermining the policies that produced them. No wonder the boss loves him.


Wheeler’s past experience as coal lobbyist probably helped him hit the ground running. Coming from a brief stint in Congress, Interior Secretary Ryan Zinke had to be more of a self-starter in Trumpworld. Yet of Trump’s three environmental attack dogs, it’s Zinke who has truly excelled at emulating the boss.

Bullying? Zinke reportedly went so far as to threaten retaliation against a senator from his own party if she didn’t vote to repeal the Affordable Care Act, and he has tried to intimidate his department’s career staff and scientists into keeping silent about climate change.

Callousness? Zinke’s attacks on national monuments and other public lands have been breathtaking in their disregard for science, public opinion, community stakeholders, and common sense.

Dishonesty? When Zinke said shortly after being confirmed, “You can hear it from my lips: We will not sell or transfer public land,” it wasn’t even the first time he made that pledge. Yet he was caught red-handed trying to do exactly that with part of the Grand Staircase–Escalante National Monument in Utah.

That’s all impressively appalling, but it’s corruption where Zinke really stands out among his pro-polluter peers. As of last week, 15 different ethical investigations had been opened into Zinke’s conduct as Interior Secretary, with six still ongoing (another three are pending because, frankly, there aren’t enough investigators to handle the workload that Zinke’s created). That’s a record that would almost put Scott Pruitt to shame — if these guys knew what shame was. Things are so bad, in fact, that Zinke apparently tried (unsuccessfully) to replace his department’s inspector general with a party hack working for Ben Carson at Housing and Urban Development.

So, who’s best at the job of being bad? Zinke and Wheeler are each so uniquely awful that it’s impossible to choose between them. The sooner both are gone, the better (and the same goes for the guy who hired them).


If we poison our children with hatred Then, the hard life is all that they'll know Nanci Griffith - It's A Hard Life Wherever You Go
If we poison our children with hatred
Then, the hard life is all that they’ll know
Nanci Griffith – It’s A Hard Life Wherever You Go
a Rainbow Bucket List
a Rainbow Bucket List

There are things I can disclose

Alas, there are things that I cannot.

I am the surface of things

I look much like my senses.

Never been to handle with care

Though, I know many who have been there.

Trained well in the art of pulling the drapes shut

Living on the outskirts of love


Being the dark horse.

I am neither in your life

Nor am I defined by intercourse.

Makes no difference to me if you hide

I work my way out from the inside.

I am the sweat inside your heart

Upon the day you think we will never part.

Radical as it maybe

There will never be an end to people like me.

Forever born unto those who refuse to see

Blackened souls of vanity.

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Ad-dressing Gender

It is always the same old cliche...'is that a woman or a man?' You always seem out don't dare make a stand!
It is always the same old cliche…’is that a woman or a man?’
You always seem out numbered…you don’t dare make a stand!

Typically I save my ranting and raving for more subtle things…poetry, images of trash laid upon Mother Nature’s doorstep…political videos that make absolutely no sense to the common public.

Well, I am going Unplugged and Unedited on an issue that has plagued me and my delicate nature…for decades.

A few days ago, a middle aged woman, good looking yet elusive in dress, entered her local discount goods and gun store for a simple purchase, an inner tube that would pleasure her lady friend whilst they paddled their way around a very secluded and romantic pond.

As is typical, this ancient athlete did not stop to puruse the ‘celebrate it in fashion’ isle.  She did not meander near the latest…’you should leave it in the bin because the movie was shit when it first came out’ cheap and easy DVD barrel.

Quick and to the point had been her journey!

Why the upright, brisk and no delay shopping?  Our lady of the fashion senseless…knew what she would encounter if she stayed and/or strayed too long near the women’s lingerie or the female hygene with hyginks isle.

She would get what always came about.  She would be held captive to ignorance in a blue vest and name tags such as; Dotty, Spike and Lolanda!

‘Thank you sir…and have a good day!’


‘Mommy, that man is in the wrong bathroom!’

I tell you what..Nothing assures me that we have not come that far with equality and grace and acceptance…as the above statements.  For as sure as the day is long and filled with ignorance…the media and society alike will grant children and it’s adoring public…images on what it is to be a woman and what it takes to be a man!

I will also tell you…there is no bigger slap in the face for a potentially sexually and identity confused suicidal teen…than the wrong guess, jokingly or their gender.

It insures the newby lesbian, transgender, gay male and bi-sexual teen that if society has not quite got a grasp on addressing you as a person…certainly coming out of the closet is the last thing you want to do.

I remember as a teenager.  Looking, I suppose, like a Tomboy: dirt under my nails, tan on my shoulders and muscles where girls did not have muscles.  I recall those attributes, as well as, the lack of pink items in my wardrobe…I also heard the curious onlookers stating:

‘You can’t go in there…that’s a women’s bathroom’


‘Are you a girl or a boy?’

I cried nights, avoided confrontational situations and let go of the idea that it was okay to be different.  I endured horrible days, years and seconds second guessing that indeed…I was just me not a gender!

Little gestures mean so much.  Particularly to those who are confused and in need of acceptance.  Which happens to be a large portion of young L,B,G,T’s and old, not out of the closest, L.B.G.T’s.

What does it mean to address someone as something they are not?

It means that you are uncertain of who, what and how they are.  How they got to that particular juncture in life.  And, furthermore, the lack of understanding creates more and more bias.

Take a second…look at the stranger you are addressing.  If uncertain…just wish them a good day.  It does not really matter if they are a man or a woman.  They are just them.

Ever Heard of Lisa Jane

Have you ever heard of Lisa Jane?

She was what many would call plain…just the same.think

All guts and glory

She never referred to the same old story.

There were some that said, she happened to be sane.

Silhouetted times two…she looks of a Great Dane.

And, so, with starkness, Lisa Jane could be found singing that forgotten song.

Not a singer was she…

the words were all wrong

Singing, singing…

where have all the years gone?

My Mae WestJust the same…

a bystander may wonder…

God in all her infinite wisdom

Oh, how she had made such a silly stick figure blunder.

Way down yonder where the dogwoods bellow.

In an attempt to keep time with those in tow.

Here again, we find, Lisa Jane.

Remembering again, she should be…

for all intensive purposes

stick figure sane.

But alas, she had lost a love.

And, than again and again…

IT has little do with men.

Wondering all the while…

couldn’t her mistakes just be…

a proud sense of style.

stand up 2 day
stand up 2 day

Hard to know what went wrong…

her radio fades in, same old silly love song.

Lisa Jane will never be just like all the rest.

Lisa, practices the hand on a hot stove…


To that,

her mother will attest.

Lisa Jane vain with plain.

Bought stock in miscued near misses.

She is I, and I am, they.

We are all weakened by the phantom romantic kiss.

Lisa has yellowed out the men on the list.

To the Lisa Jane of the world

romance is only a romantic man-made creation

love is only lovely to superficial values

marriage is only bondage to the ‘lies’ others tell you.

Lisa Jane,

always vainly plain

always singing the praises of responses unconditional

always, always, miming the traditions of the traditional

My Fear? Getting too Close

I had been afraid of the monster under the bed and ran from a father’s emotional abuse!  I had been a closeted homosexual…raised Catholic..

What baggage did you carry?


I felt like SCARFACE!