Autumn came to the Twin Cities this morning doing what it usually does in October here in the northland. The outdoor temperature dropped about 35 degrees over night, which along with its wind and eventually its wet stuff, my workday was cut short. I abandoned my weapons, the wheelbarrow, shovels, mulch, pruning, and plantings and headed indoors to the radio to hear the last hour of today’s Dennis Prager radio show.
Dennis introduced a Jay Michaelson, a leftist American Jew writing at the Daily Beast to his audience. Mr. Michaelson had written a strikingly negative article against Ben Carson, a strikingly civil and polite American and an unusual Republican candidate for our nation’s presidency. Note the following youtube video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EwCRGFfUP5g
Jay Michaelson advertised his authentic Jewishness as Dennis began inquiring why the Daily Beast writer slandered Mr. Carson as “anti-Semitic, immoral, and disgusting” for uttering his view that Germany’s Jews in the 1930s might not have been as victimized by the Nazis had they second amendment protections to bare arms as we do in the United States.
How dare Mr. Carson blame the victim! today’s national irrationals screamed….a claim common among America’s leftists these days in their effort to set opponents everywhere into oblivion. Mr. Michaelson is an activist in the American gay crowd as well as an extremist in political affairs. He apparently has an enormous ability to speak very rapidly, very wordily and at great length expelling any need for him to be forced of find cause to listen to anyone’s response……a common rule of verbal practice among history’s tyrants both at home and abroad.
Rational Dennis bobbed and stuttered, rational as usual, attempting to break into the obnoxious Michaelson’s “Ice Cap” for even an inch or two of thoughtful conversing, Jew to Jew, let’s say, in order to help Jay think rationally for at least a moment or two about his claims against Christian Carson.
I lasted listening to the disorder for about fifteen minutes. True tyrants care nothing about Truth. Winning by whatever means is all that matters. Dennis tried to converse, but lost. Jay spoke an entirely different dialect, perhaps even language.
I was raised in a modest, newly built neighborhood where Jews resided, here in the urban midwest , beginning school in 1939 where “minority” had no meaning for me and others, until, I am guessing, about sixth grade when THE War was over. True, I had not been allowed by Jews to play with friends inside their homes in our neighborhood as a child, but I had no feel of meaning regarding the matter for I was welcomed elsewhere.
I was very dyslexic then. I was a very crippled reader. I couldn’t make visual sense of letters rather essential when trying to read sentences and paragraphs and gather in what has been ‘read’.
I had no Jewish friends until third grade when, I unexpectedly starred in class when Lucille Jaeger, my teacher asked me in front of the entire class, it if were true that I could draw the map of the United States by heart. (I could….and actually even knew all of the state capitals as well.)
She knew I couldn’t read, but that didn’t stop her from having us students practice our reading skills…..or lack of them….by standing up next to our desks in front of everyone to prove it. All I could do was stutter something or another, or repeat what jokesters (usually a Jewish kid) sitting nearby offered me words “to read”….usually to get the class to chuckle over my imaginations. I had no friends in these classes, only those at home in my neighborhood…..until this very event when unaware of it all, I struck a bull’s eye, which, I believe, changed my scholastic life thereafter.
Mrs. Jaeger very politely asked me if I wouldn’t mind, to go to the blackboard to make such a drawing…….as I recall, the first time I was ever asked something as simple to do to demonstrate to others. Despite dyslexia, I could read the names of every country in the world and their capitals from all of the atlases I had been given at home and had countless times traced their borders, but drawing the United States and its states was my specialty.
I remember almost running to the board. As when drawing at home, I began with the state of Washington’s Puget Sound, drew southward down the California coast to Mexico, turning eastward with the straight lines and the Rio Grande to the Gulf where funny-looking Louisiana sat with its Mississippi delta, and so on eastward to Florida’s peninsula and upward along the Atlantic to Maine, then back west with the Great Lakes and Minnesota’s ‘bump’ and the straight 49th parallel line back to Washington.
Mrs. Jaeger was astounded, but better yet, so was the entire class, even more so, when finished with my minute’s work, I asked if she’d like me to draw the states in as well.
In those days during and for a period after the war, one could get state road maps free at your local Diamond DX, Standard, Pure, Texaco, Deep Rock, Skelly and other corner gas stations by just asking. I still have over three hundred of the collected in my possession. My love for maps sent me to love geography, history, astronomy, and discovery in general despite my difficulties with reading . I discovered only recently that my mind took pictures of what I wanted to remember or have fun with. Until my 81st year, my memory of much of what I had learned was impeccable.
It was that interest, that act at the blackboard that opened my life to our local Jewish community. I suddenly collected school friends…..even the handful of the know-it-all in-your-face classical noisy, obnoxious leftish Jewish boys, the Jay Michaelsons of my youth and the Alan Dershowitz’s of my older years who only hear, and care to hear, the words of their voices with such complete certainty of their superiority uber alles.
Throughout my aware life, I have discovered the loudest voices among Americans hating America have been from the programmed, well rehearsed, antiChristian, very leftwing male Jewish sounds, noises similar to those of Daily Beasts’ Jay Michaelson advertised on Dennis’s radio show today, and those active in today’s Obama hate-America politics. Luckily, I wound up bonding well with the more conservative kind of these fellow Americans, the ones with whom conversations of significance can be shared, with whom I have found much in common.
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