Of Time and Seasons and about Seasons of Time

This time of the year the Sun is going at its fastest northwards before it slows down for the longest day in the Northern Hemisphere.  In human time it lingers there for up to seven days, not moving at all before restarting the engines round about 21^st June for the run South.  It has never changed.

As long as Man knows it has been like that.  We have learned that it is entirely and positively reliable, made so by the Hand of the Grand Designer of the Universe and maintained by Him.

This year, and this day of May 7^th, the latter so determined by knowledge that Humankind has acquired through processes of learning and study has been no exception.

The seasons have brought about some changes as modified by Nature and to some extent by what Mankind has done [or not done] but like Time, the Seasons are set.  Man and animal living, loving or whatever we do, have coped as well as we could with drought in the Southern while our compatriots in the Northern parts have had to cope with storms, floods and severe cold.  All this has happened before and will happen again.

Nobody I have read has as far as I know ever offered an explanation for the apparent difference of the movement of the sun, or I should say the “speed of the cycle” in human time measurements, but it is there.  It clocks up to 4 minutes a day near top speed and the two lengthy sojourns at the “turnaround” North and South are not enough to disturb the common logic that it is all pre-determined by a Mighty Hand.

These things and what follows herein are my own philosophies and I don’t expect any hunters for my signature to stand in line at the front door, but I am awed by those who can write and discuss God and Faith in great words, books and even in Blogging.  I don’t have that gift.

However, I admit that my thinking has been influenced by a few people better known than I am.

The first one, John Steinbeck, is my favorite and in my thinking the greatest writer of all times except for the writer[s] of the Scriptures in all the major Faiths.  I managed to collect all Steinbeck’s works during his lifetime [1902 to 1968] except his very first book, ‘The Wayward Bus’ that I found by chance in a second hand bookshop at a few shillings not long after his departure.  I think he self-published it; it was only a short work but the genius of the future Nobel was already visible.

Steinbeck as far as I know never disclosed his own religion; he certainly did not make any noise or created any fuss about it, but his understanding of God and mankind comes through as no other one ever managed.  There is no other as deep as Steinbeck’s ‘To a God Unknown’ about man and God, or equal in my experience.  In ‘The Winter of our Discontent’ [1961] he paints a vivid picture of Man in agony with his conscience.  He gets very close to craft the painting of Ethan Hawley into exquisite art.  The end of the work is a masterpiece of pure art.

In ‘East of Eden’ Steinbeck becomes alive as a Man; part of his history, his family and his deep faith in family life all mingle with the joy and tragedy of those who lived and died, those who died but never lived and the few who will for ever live.

Then there is ‘Travels with Charley’ and what can anyone say on that?

I will get to that masterpiece, the best ever travelogue by anyone, and to the other writers who inspired me.  Let us now look at the Seasons of Time.

This time of the year, more or less almost spot on the 7^th of May and again about 7^th of November the Seasons of Nature change in both Southern and Northern Hemispheres.  It has been like that for ever and will endure forever.

Nature is our only guide to what has been and what will be.

I do not believe the Prophets of Doom or the gullible predictions of how great Mankind can make the World.  Nature is [and was] part of the creation, and I live very close to it every day of my life.

I don’t mind the speculations of Darwin and his ilk; actually it is great reading and great opportunities for conversation but it is no science.

Science as developed by fragile Mankind is based on theory and the limits of understanding what is far beyond our capabilities, and even further beyond our need to know more than that.

All the great Faiths and Religions are in perfect harmony on Nature and Creation, and I accept that evolution was and still is part of the Creation and that they are perfect similarities; that some humans would claim that they are incongruent is and remains a mystery to me.

The Seasons of Nature tell me that they are part of the Greatness of God, our Creator and the Great Hand that guides our future.

I therefore on this day want to state where I stand and will take you through another favorite writer, though I did not agree with him on everything in life of his later years I respect him for ‘The Source’ and his name is: James Michener.

‘The Source’ was first published in 1965; it does not say what I am about to say but that is what I took from it way back, sometimes forgot about, but now wish to state as my motto.

I believe in God the Almighty Creator and our Destiny AND I believe that:

God=Jehovah=Allah=Jaweh=God

And I don’t know or understand what the fuss is all about.

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

It just wasn’t the right Time, Little Marco

I am in a series of Posts on Time and thought hard and long whether I may not spoil it by this Post but it had to be said; this is not always the case with Time but I realized that there are times when you have to stick your neck out regardless of the consequences.

Americans of today generally fail the Test of Time because they live in a World of make believe of some past glory that comes from somewhere in the past that they have adopted as their own without even understanding the basics of Time.

Little Marco, oh let me call you Young Marco, you messed around in an adult World.  To come today, from a youngster like you and only a first generation American to boot, to get hammered for your presumptuousness you might have been forgiven, but then to state that “America is a special place; where you come from does not determine where you are going,” heck, young man that is your problem.  Step back Marco, let the people who have been there for twelve generations, proved themselves and paid their dues, yes, let them say that.

Marco, in Russia and China you would not have had a single chance.  Ok, now I can hear you say that you don’t like them.  You also did not like your Fatherland, Marco.

In Africa you would have been fish bait within one hour after announcing your intentions.  Now don’t come telling me that you don’t like Africa either; it’s an old Continent.  The leaders appointed by their forefathers are governing; the rest do as they are told.  It works, I tell you it does.

OK, the colonials introduced a Western form of Government, telling the people they need a Democracy and things almost got out of hand, but the leading families re-introduced the old systems and advised the people that they would  call it Democracy to keep the money flowing from America and to eat MacDonald hot fries.

Bide your time, Marco.  You’ve screwed up and may not get a second chance for a long time.  Pay your dues now and just don’t force things.  Face it Marco, you only got as far as you did, and were allowed to do so by the Party to take the Don out.  You failed, Marco and the DOP [that may be new to you; it’s now spelt with a D for Dead Old Party] will remember; it’s not a Party for brash youngsters in any event.  They only used you as much as they are using Cruz now.

But that’s his problem.  Don’t you go and tarnish your name now by throwing your lot in with Cruz.

Cheerio, sonny-boy; better luck next time.

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

Time

This matter has been with me for quite a while; an on the spur of the moment I had to decide whether I should say quite a while in the place of quite some time, and made the change.

Time is not only infinite; indeed it is but also much more than that.  Time is the basis and the spine; mortal man has no known definition of Time; we are too small for that; time is immemorial.

Time is the essence of Life; that in turn is a product of Time and the two go together hand and hand never to be separated though, or perhaps I should say because, one created the other and they are therefore, equals in any analysis of one of the two or both at the same time.  Life is, like Time, infinite, forever, both wholesomely rooted in a perfect design that will never end.

No human intervention or any science or discoveries still to come to combine with what we claim that we have already discovered, will ever change or have any influence on Time.  Time is free, everlasting, infinite I have already said, immemorial I have said that too, and will rule and guide us without human interference and the blemishes of human endeavor that are inevitably a part of human nature and was probably intended by Time to be so.

Modern Man is but in its infancy compared to Time and we have existed for a few short moments only when we look at Time.  Let us look at that later; suffices for now we are still infantile in the greater context of time.

Modern Science, to describe it is such because our definitions are lacking, has developed through the eras of the great Greek Philosophers, and some, like modern Sociology have Peer Groups, to guide the younger ones with some clear guidelines to which any new thinking must be submitted for approval, but which often end up in outright rejection by the Peer Group.

So, who is right?  Are the Peers to decide what is true?  What makes them Peers?  In the year of 2016 people like Richard Dawkins would be a Core Peer of the Group but in the time of Socrates he would be a fool and heretic.  Strange thing is that not so long ago in Time he would have perished on the Stake; in the 2016 of today the infantile can rule but in the scales of Time the Peer Groups of yesteryears are being rejected by new realities.

New realities are, of course, all inventions of the 20^th century; they have no Peer Group.  “We are free at last” is the hue and cry of the day; there is Space, and that is where our future lies, mankind is about to kick the last remnants of the restricted past into the dust and Rule from Space; no, that’s an understatement; we shall conquer Cyber Pace and rule; indeed we are already in command of Cyber space; hell, they say, you old folks must get with it.

People are standing ready to exit their bedrooms through the mirror in the morning, right on the other side space is waiting and they will walk straight into it through the mirror [a mere press of the button will do it]; out to the office workplace into space they will go; bye for now kids, Daddy will be home tonight.

They will set up new fresh water systems from the moon through all the planets; Mars will be a paradise of Green Peace; Pluto will send clouds when we press the computer button; rain will fall and the sun will shine when we want it to do.  Yes, Oh Yes, Man will take control of his Manifest Destiny.

What did you say?  Did you say or mention God?  Well, don’t do that again.  We are now God.

Until the end of time, they will say,.…, not knowing present mankind will end, well like in tomorrow in time.

But Time will continue.  What is left of last week’s Mankind will pick up the pieces of yesterday and the few weeks of yesteryear and start out on the next Cycle of Time.

To be continued.

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

Ikepedia on Super Tuesdays with Super Duper Rubio et al

When is America ever to learn?  Will they ever learn?  How can they ever learn that politics are for men?

Putin is a Man, and so is President Xi Jinping of China to mention just two.

How can you guys ever become great again, to quote the Trump, when a failed GOP is using a snot-nosed young kid and still a first generation American baby to assassinate the character of a leading candidate?

You’ve lost it, Grand Old Party, or do you want to hand it to the Hildabeast to finally screw up good and solid the little bit that is still left of America the once Great Society?

If the joker Sharpton gets ready to emigrate, please oh please, I beg you please, don’t let him come down South of your borders.  We have too many of his ilk here already

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

 

The irrelevant Iowa Debate

 

To Russia, China, Asia and all Sefrikens [and that gives you about all the parts of the World that count], there is nothing to add to the Headline, except maybe …

The Ttump won it by the proverbial 1000 miles.  Period.

The chasms of empty voids and the lost years of History

It is now and shows on my computer as 3:31 AM Wednesday, November 25, 2015.  This moment like any other comes but once; once it has passed no one can go back to find it.  What was left as empty voids will remain so; lost time can never be retrieved.

 

It has been tried; some have tried hard and others are still trying, by “re-writing history” but it is of no avail.

 

What has passed in lost opportunities, wrongs and errors of judgment of the recent past have all gone; tragically enough the sins of the past will be compounded by more errors and omissions in efforts to cover up for the sins of the Fathers; the children will reap the fruits of the whirlwinds that the Fathers have sown.

 

Just read this one link:

 

http://www.theguardian.com/world/2015/nov/22/richard-dawkins-says-uk-cinemas-should-screen-the-lords-prayer

 

I have decided not to include any more quotes or links in this Post because too much has been done in that regard already.  Richard Dawkins is just one more opinionated fool that stepped into the current void the other day.

 

Where are we in the World today?

 

We are sitting on the precipice of an economic disaster.  Religion and wars with words on religion as we have never experienced in the past are sweeping across the oceans.  We don’t need Richard Dawkins and his ilk stirring in the brew; it is ugly enough.

 

Voters in the so-called Western World are making it quite clear that they are disenchanted with their Governments, but even John McCain is calling for the nukes to go out and bomb the World apart.  Thank the Lord Russia and China is keeping their heads even though Russia recently absorbed a vicious punch.

 

Where did it all go wrong?  My answer is it happened in the 50 years from 1960 to 2010.  In what should have been the healing decades after the wars of the previous 50 years something horribly went wrong.  Despite IT and the abilities through that of uniting the World, we have had the exact opposite.  An era in which communication should have made it possible to heal and repair old wounds and differences; instead it produced greater conflict, increased poverty and levels of greed previously denied but on which strife can flourish.

 

I shall deal with that in follow-ups on this Post.

 

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

 

America at War Part 5 on taking heart because so is the World

Yup, you are not alone!

 

Who must get the blame for this?

 

http://www.theguardian.com/world/live/2015/nov/14/paris-terror-attacks-attackers-dead-mass-killing-live-updates?utm_source=esp&utm_medium=Email&utm_campaign=GU+Today+main+NEW+H&utm_term=137384&subid=15255091&CMP=EMCNEWEML6619I2

 

So who gets the blame now?  Ask your experts; read all about them here:

 

https://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/time-for-gop-panic-establishment-worried-carson-and-trump-might-win/2015/11/12/38ea88a6-895b-11e5-be8b-1ae2e4f50f76_story.html

 

It’s time to let the people speak!  None of all the above experts know what they are talking about.  Experience?  Of what?  Do you want another Bama, or God helps you, elect Hillary and become a “hang-on State” of Africa?

 

Tut-Tut, cry not for us, America.  Cry for thee and for thy children.

 

Let your students PROTEST in all the land!  There was a time when South Africa got the blame for everything; maybe it can now serve as your guide.

Maybe this can help:

 

https://ikejakson.wordpress.com/2015/01/16/days-weeks-and-centuries-africa-1960-to-2010-part-two/

 

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

America at War Part 4 on Ash Carter

Who in hell is Ash Carter, or what in hell is he doing in American Defense?

 

Russia & China are ‘challenging the world order’ – US …

https://www.rt.com/usa/321194-carter-russia-threat-world-order/

RT

1 day ago – U.S. Defense Secretary Ash Carter. … Carter delivered this surprisingly direct and candid program statement, riddled with accusations against …

Ashton Carter vows to ‘defend US interests and allies’ – The …

http://www.telegraph.co.uk › … › North America › USA

The Daily Telegraph

1 day ago – The United States is adapting its “operational posture” to counter Russian aggression,US Defence Secretary Ashton Carter said on Saturday.

 

When and where did he go to school?  Are you sure he did attend school?

 

The man sounds like a one man army, or some ISIS lunatic that wants to burn the whole World down.

 

You okes must put a bridle on him and bristle his mouth before he succeeds.

 

Ike Jakson

In Americus GA saka Americoon

ikejakson@gmail.com

South African English

I have a Blogging buddy and very good friend in Upper New York State.  He lived in NOLA once but says he was blown out of there by Katrina and eventually landed in Billary’s adopted State when they moved there on her first phase of getting into the White House.

 This dear friend always enquired about my Dutch Origins because he is interested in linguistics; he is actually very sharp in it; heck, he can quote French and Italian in English.

 Now, if you know linguistics you will know that Afrikaans is the South African derivation of Dutch, but there is a lot more to it.  Dutch, Flemish, Danish, and also German and a host of others are part of the family known as the Germanic languages.  I explained it to him in reply to an email.  He is my favorite emailer buddy.  For your convenience I place my email reply in Italics:

 The Danes and Netherlands have a lot in common, more so than the German side, and then the Flemish is even closer than the Dutch in certain words and expressions to Afrikaans, the latter having the original Dutch settler base but rapidly mixed, first with the lingo franca of the French settlers plus all the others as they stepped ashore in the Deepest South on the Globe over more than one century following the first Dutch.  The country was for a while a similar melting pot of languages much like you have in the States.

 However, and that is the difference with your current situation; whereas the Brit followed right on the heels of the Dutch and the others soon afterwards, all[except the French] readily switched to form an African English, the new Caucasian settlers [yes, believe it or not] for a while outnumbered the blacks in Sub-Galagharri [that’s the new PC for pure Afrikaans Kalahari [a desert part in our North West] which in the entire mix forced the blacks to learn some of the language patterns of whatever the white man brought with him; the white man in turn had to adjust his language of origin to the blacks who came down from the north in search of food or protection from the other blacks that were chasing them to steal their cattle and their wives; men were killed, no prisoners taken.

 Out of all that [you figure it] Afrikaans was born.  The puritan white Afrikaner won’t admit it and a good few may secretly want to kill any other whitey for the admission that many of the words in our new language were adapted from whatever the white guy understood from his conversations with the black guy and what the latter was saying.  And of course, some natural biological activities“ across the color line” occurred at an early stage; probably during the same time George Washington was spreading his genetics around a bit.

 Who knows what I am; you tell me.

 I am developing a theory and it is well grounded in research though it is most Non PC to express it that the somewhat larger early white mix stopped the extinction or complete annihilation of the black tribes in Sub-Galaghari [whatever the darn name is].  “What was left of the SA Black tribes today except the black skin is in reality as African as much as you are one”, I said to my email friend.

 A very good example but one that is not openly discussed is the different English spoken by Black Zimbabwe just north of us in black South Africa.  You can argue your head off but you will find only one reason for it; the English missionary in Uncle Robert’s Zimbabwe spoke the Queen or King’s English to her subjects and they just had to damn well learn it.  Our blacks never mastered English and still can’t speak it but they are trying to introduce home language education in our schools.  White South Africans just raise their eyebrows and ask “Which one of the eleven black SA languages do you want to use in teaching maths?”

 You must look at the size of the continent; consider how many Indian tribes you had killing each other and try work out what would have been today if you did not protect the black slaves from the Indian warriors.  It’s not all that cynical as it may sound to some.

 Then you elected Obama?  Our Black population had been in power for more than 14 years at the time and had not made a single effort to learn how to speak English.  In fact, they had started burning down the Afrikaans and Dutch schools since 1976 and you should remember who was running for President in your Country at that time.

 I could never understand why President Nixon even bothered to burglar Watergate [unless he wanted to prevent another Chicago 1968] but it was even more difficult to even begin to comprehend why you wanted to get the right President for the time out of the way [that was an awfully BEEG mistake], and thus leaving the door open for Jimmy.

 Lordy …. Lordy?!  What did you expect?”

 Email quote done; rest my case.

 

Ike Jakson

Saka Americoon in Americus GA

ikejakson@gmail.com

 

The African-Canadian Example

Howdy America? This is not for Canada but for you in America, all 57 States, please.

 Read this first before I shall endeavor to explain the reasons for this Post. Read it well; in fact use your minds and study it until you can recite it verbatim, otherwise you won’t be able to understand what I am about to tell you in my follow-up Post.

 To help you, I have included the contents of the link, so you don’t have to go to any trouble opening links and all that. The link is really only included for you to send to your fellow Americans, the entire White House Staff, entire Congress and the entire Senate, all State Governor Offices, State Congress and Senates. In fact, try getting it into the houses of all Americans.

 http://www.theroot.com/articles/world/2011/04/black_canadians_and_african_americans_a_big_cultural_divide.html

 Black Canadian Like Me

It took a Jill Scott concert in Toronto to show that when it comes to black Canadians and black Americans, there’s a lot more dividing us than a border.

 By: Alyson Renaldo

Posted: April 25 2011 12:11 AM

 My friends and I attended a Jill Scott concert in Toronto a few years back. We were very excited. Her music was like an oasis of craft in a desert landscape of mediocrity. As Jill belted out those notes, we sang along and swayed. She led into her wicked tune “It’s Love” by inviting the audience to think about “lovin’, like, we do that good, down-home soul food, you know, candied yams, collard greens, biscuits and gravy, smothered … “

The audience went silent. I remember thinking, “Gravy goes on bread? Really? Candied yams, you say? You mean licorice and a chocolate bar belong on a vegetable? Wow. Oh, I get it — she’s just setting up her experience in the song. But, well, not really, because she’s asking us to reminisce with her, which means we’re supposed to know about these strange food combinations, too.”

One of my friends jokingly turned to the rest of us with, “I don’t think they know there are others on the planet with them. Maybe she thinks the ‘c’ in ‘Canada’ really stands for ‘Carolinas.’ “We laughed. I chimed in with, “After the concert, let’s go to Romania and talk love over curry and roti.” We howled with laughter and went on enjoying the concert.

In truth, however, our comments were made not from humor but from disappointment, which we all felt but chose to ignore. After all, we were here to celebrate Jill’s uniqueness and relevance. Her assumption that her cultural experiences should mirror ours, here, in a completely different country, suggested that she didn’t value our uniqueness and relevance.

Ignorance (or dismissal) of black Canadians as a community was not uncommon to us, but what made this time a little more difficult to swallow was the source. Ordinarily, the source was Caucasians, not people of color, and certainly not black folks.

Could black Americans be as clueless about otherness as Caucasians can often be? Nope, no way; I couldn’t believe that. After all, black Americans vigorously resisted marginalization of their community by speaking up, building universities and creating media outlets and businesses reflective of their sensibilities. They have a profound understanding of how corrosive marginalization can be. I didn’t know what was happening with Jill that night, but I decided that it must have been a mishap. Or was it?

An Invisible Culture within Canada

Growing up, I wished to be in a country remotely aware of its minority population, and from my perspective, that country was the States. So when I graduated from high school, I decided to make a stand against what I believed to be white Canadian apathy toward black Canadians: I decided to attend an American university.

I am a black woman, born and raised in Canada, a nation whose black population barely makes up 2 percent of its approximately 30 million people. I often felt that Canada was not aware we even existed. The mainstream media outlets pushed us to the margins. In the ’90s, when I was in high school, MuchMusic, Canada’s 24-hour video music station, featured R&B music once a week for an hour. The hip-hop show came on for half an hour on weekdays at 3:30 in the afternoon … school let out at 3:10.

Still, I would be flat out lying were I not to confess that growing up in Canada, in terms of the standard of living, bordered on idyllic. For the most part, Canadians live a middle-class existence; even struggling individuals can access basic needs because of the nation’s government-driven mandate of social responsibility. Essentially, Canada is invested in seeing its citizens obtain bootstraps so that they will be afforded the opportunity to pull them up.

 ikejakson@gmail.com