Does Anna Nicole need our prayers? Yes she does.

I think, Anna Nicole Smith, has been out-of-control,
from the beginning, but, she has managed to be successful,
laughing at herself, as a parody, of every sex symbol,
from Jayne Mansfield, to Marilyn. However, a line has
been crossed, and this is not light-hearted burlesque,
anymore. Daniel's death, at 20, is surrounded by mysteries,
and her behavior, makes me wonder what is really going on?


The bereavement, mixed with birth of Danilyn, plus,
the battle of the fathers, then, this latest thing...
this... marriage?, whatever.....

"Sumetin' no rye," as criminologist, Dr. Henry Lee, would
say. Something is real stinky.

Some, are looking at this bizarre event, as the latest
scandal in "Aruba," extending, to the Bahama islands,
already collaterally tainted, by the botched Natalee Holloway
case, which still resonates, in the Carribean, and has caused
a decline of American tourism, to the islands.


The Caribbean, does not wish to host another salacious
American sex scandal, suspicious death, and cover-up!

Inquest? What inquest? Don't bother coming, Nancy Grace,
and Greta Van Susteren. We're all one happy family. 20 year
olds die every day, in their mama's hospital beds.

Daniel didn't die, in front of "The Viper Room,"
but, next to his mom, in a hospital room. He was
near medical personnel, equipped with defibrillators,
drugs, and Advanced Life Support equipment. The Anna
Nicole team, spins it as, a common "drug reaction,"
but, it is suspicious, that he wasn't attended to,
in time, and rescussitated, in my opinion, from
working in hospitals, all my adult life.

Show biz, and alien autopsy doc, celebrity star expert
witness, Cyril Wecht, M.D., was flown in, to say,..
yada yada...drugs, whatever... ...natural death, at 20..
no problem. Case closed.



Cyril Wecht, you say? Isn't he, one of the most hired-out,
medical gunslingers, paid regally, by high-priced defense
lawyers, who need a learned doctor, in their pockets, to
frame a reasonable doubt, in C.S.I. lingo, for the jury?
Wecht's done quite well, in performing his surgeries, on
the stage, of high-profile criminal trials, becoming, his
own celebrity, and legend, in his own mind, tragically.

He's now, indicted, in dozens of federal charges,
this year, for a host, of unsavoury things.

Wecht, the expert for the defense, during the
Laci Peterson murder trial of her husband, Scott,
went on TV, spinning Scott Peterson's innocence,
as convincingly, as he proclaimed Daniel's death,
to be an ordinary drug reaction.

Dr. Wecht's opinion, under these circumstances, is not
credible, and holds no weight, not with 84 Federal counts,
plus tax evasion charges, pending. I wonder who will be
his expert witnesses, when he needs them? How much will he
be forced to pay?

http://www.wpxi.com/news/9314543/detail.html

Cyril Wecht Faces Charges From IRS
Former Coroner Already Faces 84 Count Grand Jury Indictment

POSTED: 5:19 pm EDT June 2, 2006
UPDATED: 5:33 pm EDT June 2, 2006

PITTSBURGH -- Former medical examiner Cyril Wecht faces charges again, but this time from the IRS. Channel 11 obtained a copy of a motion filed by prosecutors for U.S. attorney Mary Beth Buchanan. The document alerts Judge Arthur Scwab that prosecutors will seek the return of second indictment income tax evasion.

Wecht already faces an 84 count grand jury indictment charging him with a variety of federal felonies, including using his elected office and staff to further his private pathology business and for allegedly over billing private clients

But, he is, after all, the eminent doctor, who
entertained us, in "Alien Autopsy."


The islands, fearing a new invasion, of MSNBC
correspondents, and FOX news, minute-to-minute
updates, are plenty worried.

They would like to ship the entire clan back
to Malibu. Too bad, so sad. It seems like Anna
is personally inviting the paparazzi, to cover
all the happenings, inspite, of the suspicious
nature, of Daniel's death, and other specious
inappropriateness's, from Smith, and her
entourage.

All of this, seems like a macabre new-fangled,
reality show spectacle, and extension, of her
ETV program, which ended before Anna, brilliantly
trimmed down, and reinvented herself. People, like
me, are struggling to understand, this melon-chested
woman, who, once had the most angelic face, and
natural beauty, in Texas, before gilding the lily,
altering herself, cosmetically. She's still a
knock-out, but, in a cookie-cutter, plastic,
Stepford-goes-porn-star way.

She jumps, from one bizarre legal Odyssey, to the next,
on the world-wide web stage. Even in a tragedy, such as
losing a beloved son, she is not sympathetic, and she
seems to be trying to offend, and confuse, the public,
wanting to embrace a mother, who's lost a child.

This is becoming Susan Smith-like, where the sentiment
is shifting, and now, people chatter, "What up, beyotch?"



Little DaniLyn's beginning, is overshadowed,
by these tragedies, and events. Her identity,
and even, her little name, is spotted, because,
of her brother, Daniel's tragic death, the
mystery, surrounding it, and her mom's
inexplicable behavior.

The simultaneous, "real baby daddy," trashy mama
drama, is very Maury Povich. It's grotesquely vulgar,
and ghetto, under the circumstances, even, for the
scandal-clad, former Playmate, and sexy model.

I expect John Waters, who must be directing this
spectacle, to resurrect "Divine," just to eat poodle
shit, at the end of this pink epoch..

It's far more complex, than being merely,
tongue-in-cheek, "Jerry Springer does Hollywood,"
romps, with Anna. Because, like Anna's claim, to her
89 year-old, late husband's hundreds, of millions,
this child's life, is being legally mastered, by a
sophisticated legal dream team. It's, legally, as
slick, as a mountain of sludge, and almost as dirty.

The co-star, in Anna's life, the ubiquitous lawyer,
Howard K. Stern, protecting his client, professing
his "love", and securing his considerable interests,
in her potentially massive fortune, seems to be doing
more, than giving her a "shot of emotional adrenalin."

Danilyn Stern, is now, Howard K. Stern's legal
daughter, no matter who the sperm donor really was.
Really, really Slick.


I hope Danilyn escapes all this, and is
dearly loved, and nurtured, despite being
adopted by her mom's lawyer, to insure, no court
will ever challenge her mother's fitness, as a
custodial parent, in the event, that unsavoury
elements, in this case, may come to light, one day.

This saga, has "Hollywood Babylon, 21st Century,"
written, all over it. Usually, that portends, ultimate
tragedy, which, I hope, is not the case.

I pray for Anna Nicole, to have a new lease on life,
with her child, no matter what has taken place, in
the past. I pray for DaniLyn. I pray for Stern. I also
pray, they all go away, and try to live more refined
lives, as normal as possible, for the benefit of this
precious child, who, didn't ask to be born. She deserves
a chance to have a wholesome, healthy life to look
forward to. It's too late for poor Daniel. Life has
just begun for little DaniLyn.

Sabbath reflections: Ruwach Elohim

I love the Hebrew word, "ruwach." It is one of the most
inspiring Hebrew words, for me. It's literal meaning is
spectacularly complex, because, it means, "wind, breath,
mind, spirit." The breath of life, is the miracle, of life,
in fact. This word, connects our own spirit, with the spirit
of Nature, and the Spirit of God, together, in unity.

Ruwach, is first seen, in the Book of Genesis.

Gen 1:2
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness
[was] upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God
moved upon the face of the waters.

"Ruwach EloHIM," Spirit of God(x3), The Holy Spirit.

I was a Respiratory Therapist, for 15 years. I've seen
life end, with the absence of spontaneous breathing.
I've watched the dead, revived, by the miracles, of modern
medicine. I've even witnessed the power, of thumping
on a chest, and starting a heart, myself, with just my
own hands, feeling their spirit come back. That's what
I'm talking about!!! I can't imagine not giving glory
to God, when that happens!!

I've seen many sad things, too, and it's the miracles,
which revives my faith. I revere, the Breath
of God, Ruwach Elohim, as God, in his elemental form,
creating, transforming, and uniting, all life,
in Himself, by Himself. It is eternal life, not
transitory life, which is our mortality.

Ruwach Elohim, encompasses so much more, than
my tiny brain can conceptualize. It's like understanding
the force of the sun, and then multiplying it,logarithmically,
to infinity.

The ultimate greatness, of the infinite Godhead, makes
me dizzy. That's when I refocus on the infinite beauty,
of life, in front of my own two eyes. That's when I
am brought back to this life, by the cognizance, of
the air blowing by me, in my case, right now, from
my ceiling fan.

My desk, is in front of my bedroom window. I overlook,
a canal, and it's lovely at night. Right now, the moon
looks like, a lovely lemon slice, and the sky is textured,
with purple, and black, like a blueberry pie!

(phonepic, of Toy, looking out at view. Even phonepics
capture the light of the fabulous nightsky, and reflective
water.)



I contemplate the heavens, on these sleepless
nights. My dad's favorite moon, is what he calls,
"Moon over Miami." It's the next full moon, the
harvest moon. Here, near Miami, it's impressively
large, low, pulsating, bright orange moon.. It
dances off the water, already dancing with the
tidal tugs, and seasonal North winds, ..


My dad said, tonight, that imagine how that same, lemon
pie in the sky moon, above us, was seen, admired, and studied,
by every generation of man!

It's another connecting spirit, to anchor to the moon,
and the sea. The antiquity of the Earth, and the vast
time, that projects itself beyond the celestial horizons,
are the links in the chain of life, for each generation.
Over 5 millenia, ago, the Patriarch Abraham, watched the
night sky, like we do. The same wind, and air I breathe is
the same atmosphere, that every generation of
living things, has been sustained by.

Tonight, the palm trees, by the water, bend gracefully, in
the wind. Their reflection is exaggerated, and reflected
in fractal designs, on the water. It makes the trees look
like they're dancing.

During hurricanes, the palm trees, bow low, almost,
completely, touching the ground, like worshippers,
of God, in His Presence. It's a wonderful metaphor,
of grace, and an inspiring, and humbling sight, indeed,
watching those trees, bowing, their leaves, touching the
ground. I've seen oak trees, uprooted, by those winds, but,
very few palm trees suffer this fate.




Seeing a depiction, of a hurricane cell, reminds me,
of the wheels, of the Chariot of the Cherubims, in
Ezekiel, and Elijah's ascension.

I know it's a simplification, to analogize this, but,
these are the only ways, to begin to understand, the
Holy Language of His Grace.

How can I, truly attain understanding, of the
ultimate power, of the Breath of Life, The Holy
Spirit?

Ruwach is the breath, and spirit, in all living things.
Ruwach Elohim is spectacular, because, it is Life without
End. It is the Holy Kiss of Life, and thinking about God's
Plan, Power, Words, and the witness, of seeing all the
miracles, under the sun, are like love songs, written
by the same pen, that scribed, "The Ten Commandments."

Just thinking about it, revitalizes me,
late at night. While the Universe, and Nature's
forces, make me feel infinitesimally small,
God's Grace, His Breath, makes me feel immortal,
as long as I stand in His Presence. I pray I am worthy,
and that I get better. It is by the Holy Spirit,
that we are instructed, chastised, and renewed.
Halleluyah! Adonai, Y'shua Hamaschiach,
Ruwach Elohim.

The Tsaritsa is brought home to Russia

The reburial of empress Maria Fyodorovna, the mother of Russia's last tsar, has taken place in St Petersburg in accordance with her wishes.

This news item spoke to me, because, my mom was of
Russian descent, the first generation, born in
America. She was the youngest child of a Bolshevik,
whose brother, gave the order to slaughter the Imperial
family, the Romanovs, including, their ethereally
beautiful daughters, and heir to the throne, young
Alexei.

My grandfather came from a family that believed in
revolution, and Communism. His older brother, rose
to prominence, at a young age. He became the protegee
of VI Lenin, and he became the first provisional leader
of the Soviet Republic. It was his command that ended
the lives of the Romanovs. His name was Yakov Mikhailovich
Sverdlov, aka "Comrade Andrei."



History doesn't dwell on him, even though, his contributions
to Communism, were significant. He designed the hammer and
sickle, star motif, and chose the red background for the flag.
He wrote the First Constitution of the U.S.S.R., created, the KGB,
and was chief, in the four person leadership, with Lenin,
Trotsky, and Stalin.



He didn't get along with Stalin, because, he was tidy,
and Stalin was a pig. They spent years in exile, together,
living in a squalid room, in Siberia, before escaping,
and reestablishing their agenda, in overthrowing the
monarchy.

I can just picture them, like the Odd Couple.. two
future bloodthirsty tyrants, stuck in a stinky shack,
in Siberia, ew. Stalin. Stalin hated Jews, and
unfortunately, Jewishness was written all over
Yakov, even though he was probably an antidialectical
antimaterialist, and atheist, or whatever Lenin was.
He was joined to the hip with Lenin, who picked him
to head the Secretariat.



It is impressive that a young man, in his 20s, achieved
this success, but, he was not much different than modern
terrorists. In fact, many believe, the Bolsheviks, were
the template for modern terrorist groups, just as
Robespierre, and the French Revolution, was the Bolsheviks'
template for terror, in the Russian Revolution.
Trotsky writes of Robespierre, and Sparticus.




Anyway, it's like having Bin Laden, as a relative.

Sverdlov was the inspiration, for the character,
"Strilnikov," in Pasternak's "Dr. Zhivago."

I want to take the Trans-Siberian train, through Russia,
one day. I want to see the places, where he, and
my mom's family, left their mark, still seen, today.


My brother looks like a clone of Yakov Sverdlov. He
collects Soviet memorabilia, with his likeness on it.

There used to be a city named after him, "Sverdlovsk",
but, it went back to Ekaterinaberg.

I've seen things that Hitler wrote, about my own family.



A statue of Unkle Yakov still overlooks the town, once called,
"Sverdlovsk." Boris Yeltsin grew up, under the patriarch's
imposing statue.

His hand, pointed,in an unusual way, and it was a mystery,
until the 1990s, when, the bodies of the Romanovs were
located, in an abandoned shaft.

Sverdlov's hand, in the statue, was pointing
to where they were secretly buried.
*another angle of the Ekaterinaberg statue of Sverdlov*

Here's a statue of him, in Nizhny, where he, and Gorky
were born. The statue of him, in Red Square, was torn
down, in 1991.



My grandfather was sent to the USA, perhaps to start
Communist cells, or because, they expected most of the
family to be killed, which they were, in the purges in
the 1930s, by a paranoid Stalin.

I am not proud of my grandfather, either way. My dad said he was
a very bad man. I feel a sense of guilt, to come from a family,
who were devoted to terror, prohibition of religion, and
destruction, of individual will, and freedom.

But, in the end, the Romanovs have the
respect, not my Unkle Yakov, and that's the way it
should be. It brings me comfort, to know they
are at rest, now, and more importantly, before
God, in joy, forever.

With the return of the Imperial mother, next to her beloved
Nicholas, and 2/3 of her grandchildren, I hope the tsaritsa
can now rest in peace.





Googling Sverdlov: http://tinyurl.com/et3xy

Mel Gibson's movie sucks wind

http://www.cbc.ca/story/arts/national/2006/08/04/gibson-tapes-tmz.html?ref=rss


A great commentary, today, from Lowbrowculture.com,
entitled, "Mel Gibson, has officially LOST IT!"

http://www.lowbrowculture.com/2005/12/22/mel-gibson-has-officially-lost-it/

There's a new video game, for kids, where they have
to shoot Mel, as he drives drunk in a car.

http://www.tmz.com/2006/09/15/mad-mel-in-malibu-the-game/




At least, there's a real grass roots movement, in outrage,
to this antiamerican racist, and Nazi, Mel Gibson.



Good Lord, he even looks like Hussein, too!
A coincidence, or a clone?


For anyone who missed, the CLASSIC episode of
Southpark, which showed a realistic portrayal,
ironically, of this drunk, whore-monging, racist,
it's right here on YouTube.com!



CHECK IT OUT!!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_UTOSOqXA4

Clinton vs. Wallace

FOX news anchor, Chris Wallace, hit pay dirt, in
his interview with former President Clinton. It
wasn't just the questions, which caused Mr. Clinton's
eruption, but, the smirk on Wallace's face!

I sympathized with Mr. Clinton, agreed with his
arguments, in his own defense. I wonder if he
realized, how, he got a taste of how the left
has treated Bush?

The far left, and far right, sometimes go too far.
In the end, all they do, is weaken our Presidency,
one of the sacred symbols of strength, of The United
States of America. The land of the free.

By exercising, freedom of speech, it shouldn't mean,
loss of all respect, for a good leader, even if
we don't agree with their decisions, or policy.
There's unimaginable combinations of hidden things,
that govern diplomacy, in our current age.

I'm greatful, that we have pretty decent leaders,
like Bill Clinton, and George Bush. I think it's
cool that they have joined together, as leaders,
to try to unify the country, divided by useless
rhetoric, propaganda, and radical extremists, on
both sides.

We're at wartime, America. Let's look to our leaders,
pray for them, and be tolerant. If we don't agree
with policy, we still should be respectful. We can
vote for change, and we should support the Presidency,
no matter what party we think we are. This is what gets
to me, and why I feel politics, is becoming the greatest
weapon, our enemy has against us.

C'mon America. Today, the leader of Iran, got on
national television, speaking like a religiously
deranged "Dr. Strangelove."

God bless America, for as long as she lasts.
Right on, Bill Clinton. Centrist right, that is!


http://tinyurl.com/rbowh

Autumnal Contemplations- written sept23

At 4:04, this morning, about seven hours ago,
the Sun, was directly above the equator, which
means that the center of the Sun spends an equal
amount of time above, and below the Equator, at
every location on Earth. (source=wikipedia.)

I live in the land, of perpetual Summer and Spring,
in the tropics of South Florida. It's not exactly
Paradise, with the scorching heat, and humidity,
and propensity to attract deadly hurricanes, and
tropical storms, but, it does beat shoveling snow.

That being said, I miss Fall. In my mind's nose,
I can still smell the fragrant wafts of smoke, of
burning leaves, mixed with the cool North Wind.
I love those early change of temperature days,
I call it, "Sweater Weather."

The season, always felt like a new beginning, probably
because, when I grew up, we started school, after Labor
Day, not in the middle of summer, the way kids do, now.

I always loved Fall fashions. It's wonderful to put
away the skimpy, hot weather necessities, like shorts,
and sleeveless tops, to start to layer. Layering is
a much more sophisticated look, I think. I loved buying
new Fall clothes, for school, and I have such fond
memories of woolen knee socks, and tasseled loafers.

Fall smells clean, with the fragrance of apples, and
Cinnamon, God's natural air-freshening.

Today, is the Autumnal Equinox, which is celebrated,
in some cultures. It represents the balances of nature,
in it's perfection.

I have always loved Halloween and Thanksgiving.

MEL GIBSON'S DISGUISE

Antisemite, Mel Gibson, aka "Little Prick,"
slipped out, of his Malibu bunker, to attend some
limited screenings, of his latest, shitty film, in
red states, Texas, and Oklahoma.

The famous Jew-hater, was reported to have worn disguises,
so, he didn't have to face, even, the rednecks, who came
come out to support his latest pimpin' of the Bible,
ironically, called, "Apocolypto,"

Only one lucky paparazzi got a snap, of the aging,
and dissolute little prick's disguise. A Mel, by any
other face, still smells, and looks the same.

YOU -T UBE and Me

Some things are just cute!
Speaking of cute, this afternoon, I've been watching
streaming videos, on YouTube.com.

The Internet still astounds me. It's magic.
Every year, it gets easier to watch good quality
videos, where in the past, anything streaming,
always broke up, in digital blocks.

This is a popular, and fun, streaming video website- YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/

There are some really cool videos you can watch,
and download, or put up, your own cool videos.
I love the animal vids that people contribute.

It still amazes me that we can take videos, with
our phones, then, upload them, to the Internet!

Here's a great one, originally, an HBO production of
child beauty pageants. It's a 90 minute film, "Living
Dolls, " cut up, into 10 minute segments, but, it's worth
the viewing.
(This is the 5th, in the series, the rest are on
the link below...)


http://tinyurl.com/l87xj

Here's another funny one, for the Jewish New Year!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DbxN_TA28vM

Rosh Hashana- The New Year 5767

http://www.torah.org/learning/yomtov/roshhashanah/



Happy Jewish New Year!

How does the New Year occur, in the middle of the
Jewish calendar? Modern Hebrew calendars, use the
Passover month of Adar, as the first month. The
festivals, and feasts, are brought over, from the
old calendar, where Tishri, is the New Year, originally.
It isn't the first month, of the modern calendar, but, it
still stands for it's seminal purpose, to remind us all, of
Hashem's great mercy, and compassion, for keeping us
in the land of the living, for another year, and for
giving us a new page, in the Book of Life.

The Hebrew calendar is a lunar calendar, both old and new
calendars reflect that.

There are a myriad of layers to this topic, but, today,
it is nice to contemplate God's mercy and forgiveness.
He gives the living, another year, another chance,
and forgives our sins, and transgressions, while helping
us to strive to be perfect, and each new year, a new chance
to reflect God's righteousness.

Rosh Hashana precedes a period of fasting, reflection, and
repentance, when we contemplate ourselves, in God's
reflective mirror, and see our imperfections.

It's the time of resolutions, when we ask God, to help us
to do better this new year.

It is followed by celebratory, harvest feasts.
The customary break the fast, is usually delicious
smoked fishes, fruits, and bread, all the delicious
good things that God generously provides.



Autumn, is the backdrop, for the joyous celebrations
of the new year. Rosh Hashana is the chance for a new start,
and then, the Feast of Booths, or Tabernacles follows, also
called "Sukkot" commences. This custom, refers, both to when
the children of Israel, followed Moses, in the wilderness,
where they lived in tents, and also, as a prophecy for future
days, when there is another return to Israel, this time, led
by the staff of The Messiah, himself.

The Prophet Zechariah, writes:

Zechariah 14:16
And it shall come to pass, [that] every one that is left
of all the nations which came against Jerusalem shall even
go up from year to year to worship the King, the LORD of hosts,
and to keep the feast of tabernacles.
http://www.blueletterbible.org/kjv/Zec/Zec014.html#top
http://www.season-of-our-joy.com/

It refers to the great harvest, the harvest of souls,
when the Book of Life is opened, and the redeemed are
rewarded, by being indelibly inscribed, not just for
another year, but, forever more.

I have wondered, if Jesus was born, at this time of year?
Many believe it was in the Spring, but, Mary and Joseph went
to Bethlehem, the birthplace of Jesus, because,
Bethlehem was where their mutual relative, King David,
was born. Both Joseph and Mary were royal kin to David, so,
they would return there, during this harvest season.
That was the custom, to go down to their tribal lands, to
commemorate the New Year, and to celebrate the Festival
of Booths.

The manger scenes, even looks like the booths
that traditional Judaism uses for the Feast
of Tabernacles, which follows the New Year,
Rosh Hashana.


Lord God,
I pray continually for the fountain of grace,
which will one day, flow freely, in Jerusalem.
My prayer for this New Year, is the same.
I want to be a better person, and I want to
be at peace with Hashem, and love Him, forever.
I pray that God blesses my family, friends, and
all human beings, and all animals.

Help us, Adonai, to make it to 5767.
B'Hashem Y'haShua HaMeschiach.
Amen.