ABSILVER's World

Ok, I have tried, as someone commented here to be quiet politically.  People that know me well know what I stand for and who I will be voting for as soon as early voting starts. I am tired of hearing about the liberal press, when all major newspapers have endorsed Hillary Clinton. I am tired of hearing bias issues of the press, when the press has always been biased by their editorial staff.  I am reading Teddy Roosevelt's autobiography and he speaks of the different papers in New York in his era that all had a bias and voice. What I am voting for is simple: 1) I care about women's rights and women's rights to make decisions about their own health.  In short, I am pro choice.  I have heard discussions of the senior generation about the risk to women when their rights to their own health care choices was not a guaranteed right and I trust women to know what is best for their own body and health. 2) I care that many people I know have gotten married, and are co

Spoiler Alert: This blog is about the movie Florence Foster Jenkins with Meryl Streep and Hugh Grant among others. Short Review, overall I thought the movie was very good great.  What you expect from Meryl Streep as she inhabits Florence's bad singing and mannerisms.  You start laughing at the beginning of the movie at her, and continue throughout.  I also think Hugh Grant was quite good, even surprisingly so, as he plays her husband and does so in a soft and amusing way. For those that don't know, Florence Foster Jenkins really existed.  She was a patron of the music scene in New York, and believed that she could sing very well.  Apparently, she couldn't, but in the days of a printed press that took time to get out in the world her husband and the community around her kept her believing she could sing.  This continues for quite a while until she performs at Carnegie Hall, and the crowd laughed, and finally a reviewer from the NY Post refuses to support ruse and

Instead of waiting for miracle from the universe, I am Looking inside for my own miracles. This is my 200th blog posts with over 15000 reads.  (yes I know my sister is probably 5000 of them.. )  Amazing that almost 8 years ago I started with this adventure from a point of change.   I was changing jobs, recently single and trying to figure the next phase of my life. Describing me to the world and along the way discussed weddings, deaths, politics and a myriad of thoughts ranging from gay rights, religion, and politics with hopefully some humor along the way. I sat down a few times in the last week or two, to write the “200 th ” blog post.  I wanted some humor and fun most of all but with the events of the last few weeks I just couldn’t smile and laugh my way through.  I needed to look inside and thing a little bit more and this morning I decided to break this up this post into some key areas and ideas. What makes me mad? How can we ever find true equality with

  Happiness, dancing, smiles on a Saturday night can turn into carnage and terror. I want to learn to not be agitated by things out of my control or any such as: Delayed flights like this past morning.  The flight waiting to take off missing paperwork that seems quite straightforward to get it right. People who choose not to like me or decide all of a sudden not to...life and I are always changing. Traffic and drivers who don't move the moment the light changes. Drivers who turn and leave so much space between them and the car ahead that I miss the light. The person in front of me at Starbucks that is surprised by the choices or that there is more lemon cake than what is in the display case. The person in front of me who doesn't remember to take off their shoes, jacket or take out their laptop going through security at the airport. People who get up during takeoff or landing ... The in line skater at the beach who has bells on so we all get out of his way.

I wrote a poem... I think...  I don't always  know what to do... I can't change the past.  Today, I sit at home.  With my lover , my friend and more. In fear at times, wondering about tomorrow.  Will he understand?  The more he knows me.. The heart betrays me, or not.  I love without choice.  I don't know what to do.  Must trust others who have been chosen. Hope the world sees what I see... But, they may not and not know.  From a holy pulpit, they show hate.  From a love of God they abandon those who need their love. They must not know what to do.  Certainly their God of love must shed a tear. Love should be boundless.  Not bound by hate. We humans must know what to do.  Love each other as we want to be loved. Let your God judge, just love ! Let our hearts open our minds. Feelings are boundless.  Intelligence is not always logic.

Sticks and stones will break my bones but words can kill! I sit here on Tuesday morning.. in between moments at work I watched Anderson Cooper  share the names and some of the information about the victims of Sunday mornings horrific attack.  One name after another, of people from 18 and on, who were in a club having fun in what they believed was an accepting and safe place. I then scroll through Facebook and see Pat Robertson says “Orlando Shooting Is God’s Punishment For SCOTUS’ Same-Sex Marriage Ruling”.  I see a video of Christian pastor calls Orlando massacre good news because 50 faggots died.  Orthodox Jew Posts Facebook Rant Celebrating Orlando Massacre: If An Arab Did This, Good For Him.  I see the link to the LT Governor of Texas quoting the bible about Reap what you Sow. And these words scare me not just for what they say about us today but about the children who are listening. They hear the words in their father's voice about don't play with do

I sit here at 1pm on a Sunday, and I must say to just feeling pissed off. In this world, at this moment there are families of at least 50 dead and more than 50 injured who have to wonder how their loved ones could have been shot and or killed by one man early on Saturday morning in Orlando home to Disney, home to Universal Studios and home to my niece and her husband. (they are safe thankfully) Yes, it was a gay night club and does that really matter unless you are the lt governor of Texas ?  As a gay man I should be madder that it was a gay club, but honestly I don't think I could be more outraged. What makes me so mad is that this ONE man could get his hands on AR15 assault rifle that allowed him to kill, and injure so many people in such a short period of time.  Can any one justify that to me? Thankfully, I discovered there is already a bill in Congress to ban assault weapons, again!  https://www.congress.gov/bill/114th-congress/house-bill/4269/text  with 125 co-