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2032-Good Luck to the Crew

Monday, March 6th, 2017

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2032: Good Luck to the Crew

In the year of our lord twenty thirty
Elections have gotten down and dirty
But the people have risen and chosen wisely
Which is why we’re attacked, in fact, precisely

Tulsi Gabbard and VP Jill Stein
After 8 years of Trump it was water to wine
They started to bring the USA back to sanity
Every step of the way sabatogued by Sean Hannity

The waters ran red, the sky she ran brown
No bee pollination no grass on the ground
No herds on the plains, no super-speed trains
Trump and his inbreds took all of our gains

The Democrats were too soft, the Republicans too hard
They had little substance, their policies lard
The women took over they pulled it off well
It didn’t take long ’till we climbed back from hell

Now though another election was looming
War drums within our own country were booming
Jets had gone rogue, overhead they were zooming
And out of the shadows came orcs they’d been grooming

Here came the brotherhood to challenge the motherhood
Swat teams from bad dreams oppressing the neighborhood

Militarization brought on Polarization with nary a free speech zone left in our nation

The firemen, fishermen, foundrymen, soldiermen
Hated the hippies and all they were better then

Surrounded the whitehouse with no need for speakers
And only one mission- to wipe out the leakers

The place was on fire, the moment was dire
The whitehouse turned into a funeral pyre

We landed a chopper sent by the resistance
Got Tulsi and Jill buckled in by insistance

We flew them away to the cave of John Connor
Seconds before they would both be a goner

And now it’s election day twenty thirty Two
There’s no more that Tulsi and Jill Stein can do

With term limits here It’s been left up to you
The place is surrounded- good luck to the crew!

joey racano

Heart of the Hadron episode one

Saturday, March 4th, 2017

episode one

Heart of the Hadron episode one

‘Twas the Heart of the Hadron 2017
The janitor was cleaning beneath the machine
He couldn’t help notice every time he looked up
The odd cobalt colors of this massive pup

The hour was late, no one else was around
That’s when he heard that queer far-away sound
It sounded like buzzing inside of his neck
He dealt with a chill and then thought what the heck

Gargantuan though this Collider might be
The subterranean hole could fit three
The janitor felt sure that no one would care
If he placed a nylon rope hammok down there

And many a night when the mopping was through
The janitor dreamed of the things he would do
By climbing atop the great cobalt machine
He visited places not previously seen

Anyway, this one particular night
The monolith hummed and glowed curious light
The janitor finally climbed up to the top
And sat where the reddish light came to a stop

He thought he could feel imperceptible movement
His balance was poor so he clung for improvement
And that’s when the ‘lectric red humming began
A bright light from somewhere beam gave him a scan

He sat on the top, let go of his mop and looked at the floor to see where it would drop

Bells started ringing, phone channels singing and things like big springs did their thing, started springing

He clutched the machine for all he was worth
Somehow innately knew this was rebirth
He stretched out his arms and he clung to its girth
A bright shiny surface reflected his mirth

Doors all flung open and people poured in
Scientists didn’t know where to begin
The janitors ride took them all by surprise
Evidenced in all their wild wide eyes

Rotations accelerated by the minute
A gaseous mist was his cloak- he was in it
Cobalt then red then to blue and maroon
In two seconds flat he went right past the Moon

Where on the dark side he could see all the bases
And all the surprised looks on all the faces
Cities and building and big quansett huts
Built for what purpose known only to nuts

Then off to Mars where a lovely red planet
Brought to his mind his first girlfriend named Janet
Oh but if she could just see me right now
Janitor no, she’d be like, “Holy cow!”

And off to one planetoid after another
Saying goodbye to his Earth and his mother
One last look back and then boldly go on
Perhaps where the Comets and angels had gone

While back in the hole where it all used to be
Authorities asked “Tell us, what did you see?”
But the scientists were all so caught up in the numbers
You could have got better info from cucumbers

That’s when they noticed beyond all belief
The mop, like a horse stood there ready to leave
Glowing and bucking and ready to bolt
But who had the courage to ride on this colt?

Back out in space, the janitor zoomed
Out past where Horsehead the nebula plumed
The vibrating Hadron had put him to sleep
He now was the cosmos forever to keep

joey racano

From the Desk of Joey Racano ESM Editor

Friday, January 27th, 2017

From the desk of Joey Racano

(In a hurry? Scroll to link at bottom!)

In 2003, the global marches against George W Bush and his administrations headlong rush into the American genocide in Iraq was largely ignored by the US media. This was in spite of the fact that these marches were larger than the recent so-called ‘womens march’ when population is taken into account. Even now, Bush’s program of kidnapping torture and unilateral invasions of sovereign nations is having trouble finding its way through the courts.

The problem is that unless and until the Bush/Cheney cabal is ever held responsible for their war crimes, America, and the world -but especially America- will continue its downward spiral into fascist oblivion. Interestingly, according to international laws, when the people of a nation fail to bring their war criminal leaders to justice, the entire population is deemed war criminals, wholly complicit. In a worst case scenario, that is now the case in America. The only further depth to which the United States could descend would be to see itself the subject of a fury, as was the bombing of Dresden.

joey’s note: I once spoke at length with a bomber pilot who bombed Dresden, telling me his great shame because “They told us to aim for the steeples.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bombing_of_Dresden

Former President Obama, who was too tepid to go after Bush, told us “We should look forward, not back.” But that was a huge mistake, and we are still in Iraq to this very day.

In much the same way, American voters can never allow the Democrats, under Hillary Clinton, to get away with the election tampering they, led by the Democratic National Committee, perpetrated against the devoted supporters of Bernie Sanders.

Many rank and file Hillary supporters now call for unity among the left, but where was that sentiment when it counted most- when it could have kept a Donald Trump presidency where it belonged- in the netherworld realm of dark nightmares?

With the world now facing climate oblivion, the American people should not be too quick to see Donald Trump and his Exxon-Mobil State Department as the problem, when they are but the symptom. The problem is the DNC, the Clintons, and their lunatic centrist Blue Dog Democrats who stole the primary from Bernie Sanders and handed the American people a breakdown in place of a breakthrough.

Joey Racano
United States Green Party
Former State Central Committee Delegate, CDP

Election 2016 Update III

Inauguration Alternative 2017

Friday, January 20th, 2017

‘RAC the vote’

‘In a world of deregulation
a long line of losers, especially our nation
Perhaps when seas rise 20 more feet
Both democrats and republicans will go down to defeat’

Dear friends, Romans, Activists and Americans,

It is with great hope in one hand and nylon rope in the other that I come before you this January morning. With my heart on my sleeve, Sandra on my arm and a pounding in my temples and chest, I lay at your feet but a simple request. If the last 36 months have seen the planet host a one half degree rise in temperature and yet the focus of our conversation be whether or not we allow Exxon full run of the U.S. State Department, may I submit I would rather have a bottle in front of me than such a frontal lobotomy.

Perhaps like me, you are finding it hard to wrap your mind around the prospect of an outgoing president who has been at war every single day of two presidential terms, at the same time welcoming in an even more warlike president. These are the great questions, no one can answer and none should ever have had to ask. I am no angel. During my days on Earth, I have been guilty of grabbing a pussy or two. But never without permission, for fear of jail and or a black eye. But I wasn’t an actual billionairre at the time. So who am I to judge?

Unlike many other Americans, I see the ‘wall’ for what it is, a wall to keep Americans in place even as they live under more and more squalid conditions, rather than some safety membrane erected on our behalf. It is already common knowledge that Americans are the new Mexicans, in as much as Canada doesn’t want us because they know we are willing to work for lower pay than their own workers. I got a letter in the snail mail a few days back asking if I would be willing to sign on to an investigation of Hillary Clinton for indiscretions various and sundry. I was so angry at what she and the DNC did to Bernie Sanders supporters in the primary that I almost signed, but then I realized we as a nation will never get anywhere until we prosecute Bush and Cheney for their many treasonous crimes, including revealing the name of a CIA agent to the media in order to divert attention from their own lies about Iraq and WMD’s.

So I didn’t sign. But I did reel under a resurgence of memories of another awful time in US history, when a million people were on the verge of death, and many otherwise literate and functioning Americans seemed to be caught up in the same mob mentality as black tipped reef sharks turning on their schoolmates in a feeding frenzy.

As we all await tomorrows new beginning, when the Endangered Species Act becomes more endangered than the endangered species it was written to protect, when the courts become stacked with far right appointments, some for life, I can only close my red eyes and picture myself climbing, hand in hand and arm in arm with the late Dr. Martin Luther King and imagining us together scaling Mount Kilimanjaro and finding, against all odds, snow still at the summit. I picture myself sailing with Captain Paul Watson, hurling rancid butter in the eyes of would be whale harpooners, or even in a cell being monitored 24 7 for seven years with American hero and whistle blower Chelsea Manning.

And through it all, the only hope we have is that Mother Earth won’t leave us behind. That the cosmos won’t take away the gold stars we were given when we took the wheel of spaceship Earth. Instead of tomorrows fascist, football deflating, flag waving, pussy grabbing, stealth bomber fly-over spectacle of barbarism at the newest incarnation of the Roman Colosseum, I will instead join you all in spirit, all the while looking up into the comforting patter of a January rain. The wind, the birds, the clouds and all of the real wealth we are blessed with will still be there, as it will be always and forever. And I ask for no more.

Joey Racano
January 19th, 2017

DAPL Pipeline Denied Permit

Monday, December 5th, 2016

We Win Oil Loses

We Win Oil Loses

The Whitehouse announced that the ACOE will not issue a permit for the DAPL oil pipeline to bore beneath the Missouri River. This is a great victory for the world and a crushing defeat for big oil.

https://www.facebook.com/ienearth/videos/10154193161845642/

The System is Broken (election 2016)

Saturday, March 26th, 2016
Rock the Ballot Box

Rock the Ballot Box

Election 2016 (System is Broken)

by joey racano

The system is broken
The nuts have awoken
Led by a comb-over out of Hoboken

Call him ‘the Donald’, but he’s not a duck
Now stand by for post election Mack truck

Hillary’s cheating, no way she’s beating
All think back fondly, your freedom is fleeting

Avoid Brownshirt rallies with body count tally’s
Leftist-progressives do not walk down alleys

Shooting black kids, climate doubles
Cops who kill don’t get in trouble

Then there’s Ted Cruz to give you the blues
Meetings held at evangelical zoos

Arizona non starter, elections made harder
It’s time for observers like President Carter

No paper trail when you’ve got electronic
Add executable files as a tonic

Here comes the future, the Children of Men
Don’t learn from the past and it rises again

Super delegates, vanishing ungulates
Corporate takeover agency regulates

Hanging chad, breaking bad
Far right Obama the first black we’ve had

Shooting wolves in Idaho
Drownings at Guantanamo

Surf in feces, de-list species
Trick or treat anthrax in Reeses

Heartless Cheney, dead Scalia
See ya wouldn’t wanna be ya

Foreclosed homes in half the nation
Banks refunded, take vacation

Bernie Sanders, people’s choice
The anti-Trump our only voice

All the rest are nuts or hacks
Clinton paid by Goldman-Sachs

Drop your jocks and grab your socks
I’ll meet you at the ballot box

joey racano

Fear the Bern -Election Update III

Wednesday, March 16th, 2016
Election 2016 Update III

Election 2016 Update III

Fear the Bern

(Election 2016 Update III)

Exit polls revealed many democratic voters arrived at their polling places and immediately re-registered republican for 5 years in order to vote against Donald Trump. Such was their fear. Or was it a clever tactic by the right wing Hillary Rodham Clinton campaign, whose answer to the Bernie Sanders ‘yes we can’ insurgency is a hopeless, ‘no we can’t.’ In either case, it didn’t work.

The election and nominations are not yet a foregone conclusion, but the question still remains, ‘is the Donald Trump candidacy a ruse thought out by Karl Rove, Dick Cheney and other architects of a New American Century, meant to scare daylights out of democrats driving even progressives toward Hillary Rodham Clinton? If so, it is a ruse that has gotten way out of their control. ‘The Donald’ as it were, probably was all for team ball at the start- until the low IQ of dumbed-down America hoisted him up on their shoulders like Atahualpa. And once you taste the power of the throne, you never go back, even if back means being a reality show billionaire-on-paper.

And wither the idealistic Sanders campaign? Mostly dazed and confused this post-primary election Wednesday morning, as centrist democrats voted their fears and went with Monsanto lawyer, war monger, fracking and bank advocate Hillary Clinton. And don’t forget she brings back the cigar-wielding William Jefferson Clinton, and 30 years of entrenched quasi-right political machinery. Rest easy, America.

As sane people watch on in horror, biblical floods, storms, droughts, tornadoes, sea level rise, fracking-induced earthquakes have their way with the land sea and atmosphere with nary a United States Presidential candidate mentioning the environment as an issue except of course, Bernie Sanders and Green candidate Jill Stein. So the quandary before sane Americans is, what to do; where to go from here?’

That is where I may be of help.

1. Green Party: Stay the course and vote for one of our own qualified and altruistic candidates. Remember, the Greens have a huge advantage- our party is *international and *we don’t take corporate money.

2. Republicans: As ye sow, so shall ye reap. You created Donald Trump, and soon you may be licking his bootstraps in the latest version of 1939 National Socialism and then in hell forever after.

3. Progressive Democrats: Continue to feel the Bern. Full speed ahead and dam the torpedoes. The democrats will never change as long as they know you will still vote for them. Here is your chance to send them a message they will never forget- WRITE IN BERNIE SANDERS. If someone tells you about the ‘sore loser’ laws in some states where write ins won’t be counted, well who cares? It’s better than endorsing the oil-war, big pharma, log-the-last-forest status quo. Tell them to take their super delegates and shove them where the sun don’t shine.

4. Center-right Hillary Democrats: See #2.

Joey Racano

Member, U.S. Green Party

(Former California Democratic Party
State Central Committee Delegate)

PRESIDENTIAL PRIMARY ELECTION 2016 UPDATE by joey racano

Sunday, February 21st, 2016
2016 Presidential Primary Report

State of the Union Year End Report

PRESIDENTIAL PRIMARY ELECTION 2016 UPDATE
by joey racano

Why do I get the feeling Karl Rove is the steering committee behind the Trump candidacy? Contrary to popular belief, Trump is not smart- he’s just from Brooklyn, where quick wit and fast comebacks are a way of life (believe me, I learned it growing up in East New York, in the Brownsville section of Brooklyn). It was very Rove-esque to attack the Pope just before heading into South Carolina, where they hate anything progressive.

That also reminds me that the Hillary Clinton campaign was shrewd enough to convince the African-American electorate there to vote against their own self-interests. But back to Trump; what do I think of Donald and his potential nomination? It scares the sh1t out of me, and should scare you as well. He makes no sense, he has no plan, he is downright psycho. But I do give him a bucket of red roses for being the first politician with the balls to call G.W. Bush out on his lies about Iraq. Too bad he didn’t go further; after all, Bush murdered 4500 US soldiers.

Hillary Clinton, by virtue (if it could be considered virtuous) of a SUPER PAC was able to squeak out a quasi-victory over Bernie Sanders in Nevada. In the long run, this is only going to hurt her, because she came out of it with half that states delegates, but has now provided proof-positive how corrupt the system is with which we nominate our candidates. Bernie did amazing things in Nevada without a SUPER PAC. Widely viewed by the new voting youth*** as cheating, the HRC SUPER PAC and the threat of using ‘SUPERDELEGATES’ to squash grass roots uprisings against the democratic party status quo has galvanized this new voting block. Look for Hillary to take a page out of the 2000 BUSH/GORE SELECTION and steal the nomination, then lose the general election. Bernie will continue on as a third party independant, and well he should. No progressive or lefty will ever vote for Hillary Clinton. Not one.

No time to discuss Cruz or Rubio, but if they show better in the future I will include them in the next report.

Jeb Bush:

Jeb Bush, despite having all the oil money in the world was DOA because of the American public’s lingering outrage of the Iraq invasion of 2003. For the new-age mystics out there, think of it this way; Jeb Bush is feeling the karma from his decision as Governor of Florida not to protect the Manatee. Many died from propellers to the face as people making up the Jeb Bush ‘base’ went speeding through the Floridian coastal waters in their long, expensive, fancy ‘Cigarette’ boats a la Miami Vice. Good riddance Jeb.

Joey Racano

Take Back the Coastal Act

Friday, February 12th, 2016
Canned for Protecting the Coast

Canned for Protecting the Coast

Take Back the Coastal Act by joey racano

(special to EarthSourceMedia)

In the last year, the California Coastal Commission has made bold moves to protect the dwindling coast of California and in doing so, made some powerful enemies. For instance, the commission resisted allowing Shell and Exxon from drilling and fracking on Banning Ranch, last large open coastal marsh in Orange County. They stopped Pacific Gas and Electric from blasting whales with seismic air canons at the Diablo Canyon Nuclear Power Plant in San Luis Obispo County. And probably the biggest shot heard ’round the world was their ruling to forbid the captive breeding of orcas at Seaworld San Diego as a condition of approval for bigger tanks.

These powerful business interests, who see the coast as a profit center to be plundered, have struck back, forcing the Commission to remove their own Dr. Charles Lester, no longer the Executive Director as of yesterday. Lester, hand-picked by the late great Peter Douglas, was favored 890-2 by speakers at the meeting in Morro Bay this past Wednesday, but the vote still went against him, 7-5.

Now the call is out demanding Governor of California Jerry Brown to remove and replace his Coastal Commission appointees, (Effie Turnbull, Erik Howell, Martha McClure, and *Wendy Mitchell, who is a lobbyist for PG&E), all 4 having voted for Lester’s ouster in spite of enormous public opposition.

With the petition demanding the removal of the Brown appointees only 24 hours old, the balance is the same- so far, 207-1 to have them removed and the commission’s integrity and independence restored.

Here is your chance to weigh in:

Join us on Facebook at: Take Back the Coastal Act

And sign the petition to Gov. Brown at:

http://petitions.moveon.org/sign/governor-brown-remove.fb49?source=c.fb&r_by=2825015

Respectfully,

Joey Racano, Director, Ocean Outfall Group
www.oceanoutfallgroup.com

Editor, EarthSourceMedia
www.EarthSourceMedia.org

photo: racano

Medicine Ball (for Planet 813b)

Thursday, January 28th, 2016

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Medicine Ball

Part I

An alien race was guarding this sector
Regarding all planets with life as a nectar
Rare in the Universe, as rare as could get
So they came charged with detecting a threat

The mother ship melted her way through the clouds
All aboard anxious to see through the shrouds
And there in the open as plain as could be
A giant stood snarling as tall as a tree

The alien crew knew all was sublime
The wonder of life was evolving just fine
With reptiles in charge there was reason to hope
All of the planets life systems would cope

They popped the champagne and they floated around
Ice cap to ice cap such life did abound
Up came the sun and around went the moon
All were lamenting of leaving too soon

But protocol dictated what should be done
The captain gave orders to sling shot the sun
Soon far behind them was 813b
Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot was all they could see

Part II

Never again did they give it a thought
Until HQ called them, their voices distraught
‘You told us that all was ok in that sector
Now we find 813b has a vector’

‘Turn in your data- return to main base
Your mission’s a failure, your crew a disgrace
Or choose to go back and find out what went wrong
Find what’s destroying that planetoid’s song’

‘Aye’ came the answer, ‘Lee Helmsman, all full!
Pitch left at the Pleiades, we’ll use them for pull
We have to find out what the vector’s about
Watch out for that asteroid, come about, come about!’

The captain turned on the big overhead screen
Past light cones allowing the past to be seen
Zoom it in with a will, if you will Quartermaster-
Let’s have a good look at this planet’s disaster’

And there on the screen came the scene sans the screams
Dinosaurs perishing ‘neath meteor streams
Nemesis Comet came streaking from heaven
Countdown to extinction came ten, nine eight seven…

The captain called back to now distant Main Base
‘Sir, there’s dead dinos all over the place
A one-in-a-trillion big comet came down
Allowing the mammals from holes in the ground

The rodents took over and soon changed their form
Learned to make fire, began terraform
Then came the cities and wars after that
They found without wars all their markets went flat’

Base answered ‘Yes captain, that would explain
Mountains torn down and the acid in rain
Return now to Headquarters, your job is through
There’s just one more thing that we want you to do…’

And off cross the cosmos the captain did streak
By sidestepping wormholes it took just a week
They left behind medicine for 813b
Another huge comet shot into the sea

joey racano