Sheriff Joe “I Was Racist Before It Was Cool” Arpaio has gotten his pardon from President Agent Orange Julius Caesar Trumpster-Fire and Fuhrer-The Mango Madman-Von Trumplestillskin yesterday. Arpaio was convicted of contempt of court which sounds like he didn’t pay a parking ticket. Let’s be clear who this guy is. He didn’t pursue cases where the victims were Hispanic. Women were raped, children were molested, and people were illegally detained. Arpaio decided that “those” people don’t deserve justice because they have a different skin tone. That’s the guy Trumplestillskin pardoned. Some pundits are saying that this pardon is a signal to his folks under investigation for Russian collusion. “Hey, I’ll pardon anybody so don’t tell those guys about me. I got your back.”
Trump-roast also banned transgender people from joining the military because he doesn’t want to pay for people to get gender reassignment surgery. I love the moral outrage when people talk about their tax dollars paying for things like this. How about focusing your moral outrage on the 2,000 scripture passages about helping the poor? We always have tax dollars for bullets, bombs, wars, Viagra, trips to golf courses, flights to look at the gold in Fort Knox, and spray tans.
Sebastian “My Name Sounds Like I’m A Russian Spy Because I Am” Gorka has either stepped down or been fired. He claims he quit because the globalists are taking over the rolling Trumpster-Administration-Fire. Other folks are saying that he was fired. The important thing is that he is gone. That leaves Steven “Even Skynet Quality Control Can Make Mistakes” Miller as the last white nationalist in the Oval Office. Well, that is if you don’t include the leader of the Faux Newz world: Donnie Johnnie Trumpie. The next time we see Bannon, Gorka, Miller, and Trump in the same place will be the trial. I hear prison food isn’t too bad. Mashed potatoes Mondays, Taco Tuesday, Wheat Bread Wednesday, Thai Thursday, French Fry Friday, Saturday Soup, and Souvlaki Sunday.
Why is my page titled South of the Strait? Well I live in a far corner of the United States. I live in a small town south of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. If I was going to throw a rock across the strait it would land in Canada. I used to be an English teacher. I have worked in Westport, Port Angeles, and Sequim, Washington... and I did two years of substitute teaching in Coalinga, California.
I've moved around a lot, living in: Sterling,Kansas; Chicago; Jordan, Montana; Lemoore, California; Auckland, New Zealand; Spokane, Washington; Gambier, Ohio.
What do I write? For WordPress I used to print once a week for general comments. I wrote reviews of music concerts my daughter made me attend. (Each month she would want us to drive to Seattle to see a music group. I usually stood in the back watching weird stuff.) I also wrote about trips I have taken in Europe where I liked getting lost. I also wrote during the few months when my son was treated for cancer. (He is officially free of cancer of five years.) About three years ago I decided to stop writing blogs so I could concentrate on writing a few books. I have completed three books...or maybe four. I have now compiled my short stories poems and memoirs on Amazon. You can get it at Amazon now..."A Work In Progress"--Jon Eekhoff. I have been very close to getting a printed book called "Lost Summer" but I was never offered $1,000,000.00. (It's set in Paris, 1920's, with baseball, writers, artist, and actually true stuff.) I wrote a book about college basketball called "Laidlaw." It's kind of a mix of "Moby Dick" and a coach who is about to get fired so he takes his team out for a free drive around the West. My most recent book is "California Tales." These are connected stories about the missionary churches in California. They are sad, funny, inspiring, and odd. I had the entire book done in my head and had just one section to finish the next day...and that is when I fell 20 feet from my roof and landed on the cement. (Like a lot of men, I thought I could maintain my own roof instead of leaving it to the professionals.) I don't remember anything about my accident but I am told I was flown to Harborview Medical Center in Seattle. Though conscious and responsive after surgery to remove part of my skull, I don't remember anything from my first month there. I spent another month of Harborview working on walking, speaking, and writing. That was two years ago. As a TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) survivor, I could have quit writing, but I am not going to quit. I work with the University of Washington Speech and Hearing Clinic.
So, here I am. I am married and live here in Sequim with my wife Cheryl. Our kids live in nearby cities. Writing is now an exhausting exercise, but something I plan to keep working on.
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