Real Presidents

Real Presidents are respectful, have good character qualities and aren’t petty.

 

No they aren’t perfect, no human is. However they continually march toward betterment of themselves and of society.

Real Presidents are good people. Real presidents lead.

You don’t know me but I’m your brother

Taking it to the streets.
Don’t take for granted your right to take it to the streets.
It is our right to call out wrong when we see it. It is our right to speak up. It is our right to have our own opinion. It is our right to express ourselves. It is our right to vote and to have our vote counted. It is not only our right, but our duty, to help our brothers & sisters for the better.

Vote.
Vote because not only your rights, but your life actually depends on it.

Takin’ it to the streets – Doobie Brothers – 1977

(OBTW, Michael McDonald is fine.)

I Believe in the Power of Love

Yesterday while driving the better half and I were discussing our experiences  with discrimination as gay men, his experiences as a Latino and my experience as a white male. Being gay men we can empathize about discrimination to a point, but we agreed we can never fully understand what it is to be black.

What we can do is acknowledge that we don’t have the same plight, but we can stand for what is right. We can speak out against injustice. We can love, support and stand with our black brothers and sisters. We can believe in the power of Love.

Power of Love – Deee-Lite – 1990

Why Love? The answer us given to us by one if our greatest inspirations.

It’s Time

A message from the queens of RuPaul’s Drag Race

“First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew. Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.” …..Martin Niemöller

Speak out now before there is no one left to speak for you. Your life really does depend on it.

Header

I like to change my header often to something relevant to a day, season, event or mood.

Today I am changing my header from Ft. Lauderdale Beach, where I presently am, to one I have used before when we found ourselves in societal situations that necessitated my pointing out that we must stand up for righteousness. The words in this header are as follows:

“First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a socialist. Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out— because I was not a trade unionist. Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew. Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.” …..Martin Niemöller

To say that I am disgusted with the leadership of this country at this very moment is an understatement. I try not to focus on it and to look for the good where I can. However I have decided that instead of changing to match seasons, events or moods …Fearsome Beard’s header from this moment forward will remain the above quote  until this FUCKING POLITICAL NIGHTMARE is over.

The character of a society will be judged by how well that society cares for the least among them.

Now I will leave Dolly’s remake of a Cat Stevens classic below as I need hope for our future.

Peace Train – Dolly Parton – 1996

Anti war

We here at Fearsome Beard do not believe in war. We do not believe in guns. We do not believe in a supreme religion. (We believe that people have a right to practice a religion if they so choose, but they do not have the right to call their religion supreme to all other beliefs or non-beliefs nor force it upon others.)

We believe in peace. We believe in respect. We believe in truth, honesty, integrity, character and fidelity.

We do not support the actions taken by our government today. We do not support the individual who made that decision, nor do we support those who are complicit in this crime against humanity, civilization and our planet.

Buffalo Springfield – For What it’s Worth – 1967

Christmas Cards

I have to admit that I love receiving Christmas Cards. I used to send them every year, but alas time became an issue as life got busier and I haven’t sent but just a few since the turn of the century.

We do still get a good number of them, even though we no longer reciprocate. I enjoy opening them and reminiscing about the friends who have taken the time to keep up the tradition. Maybe one day I’ll slow down and start the tradition again of sending holiday cards to my beloved friends and family.

Let’s say I enjoy all the cards with the exception of one we receive each year that has frankly started to creep me out.

A number of years ago we started to receive a Christmas card from a couple that was at the most a one time acquaintance and an acquaintance we don’t remember. We don’t know them, we don’t know where they live nor do we know what they do. We don’t share friends with them, a social circle or any interest that we are aware of.

Their cards are always professionally custom photographed showing the happy couple and their beautiful children. The photographs always number about 6-8 covering both outside and inside the card. They are always dressed in a matching theme and life looks as if it’s perfect…actually make that more than perfect.

In other words, the Christmas card itself is as disturbing as the fact it always arrives like clockwork the day after thanksgiving. Perfect card, perfect family and perfect timing, but who the fuck are they?

This years arrived like clockwork. However there was a new twist. The new twist was the fact it was, for the very first time, bulk mailed. Fucking bulk mailed. Yes the perfect stranger family has apparently grown their Christmas card list, of people who don’t know who the fuck they are, so large they are now using bulk mail.

Tom Watts – Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis