January 1, 2012



endclub1.jpegLonely End Times New Years    by Jerome

Tonight I went out, to a what amounts to, in my area,a high class bar, and eatery, in Wyomissing PA, which is the rich area outside of the poorest city in the USA, Reading.

I know how to dress and carry myself, and wore an Italian suit, cuff links black shoes and tie. Around me, were angry smug faces, and want to be mediocrities.

Sexy girls dressed well, black dresses,heels,silver sparkling blouses with the scents of good fragrances. With them were  dumb bullies, and wimps, most attired in plaid shirts and some even backward adorned baseball caps!

I did see,much too late, a nice blonde,looking sweet,and intelligent, only drinking a soda, as I don't drink either, she impressed me. Lonely and disappointed, she shook hands with the bar maid and silently left. So there went a chance perhaps to end my on lack of companionship.

Around and above me, were arrayed big flat screen TV's with the upcoming Times Square Ball Drop count down. The rabbit faced and obtuse Andersen Cooper was standing with a stupid comedienne with allot of plastic surgery named Kathy Griffin. I don't fault her wanting to look nice but she flaunts the work, as if she was paid for the silent endorsements.

What struck me the most was a very,very long segment by TOSHIBA highlighting an ugly green demon endorsing their product, above the building and broadcast across the screen and to the world.

I am not religious,and dislike Armageddon references as dangerous and Zionist inspired. However, as I saw that nasty computer generated face, incongruously used on New Years Eve,and felt the lack of friendliness,and love, in that want-to-be snobby room filled with boorish obtuse people, the best my community can offer in terms of income and education, I saw it coming together.

The end! Christ said, "Many are called,few are chosen. "Is this what he meant? Perhaps the idiot clergymen of today don't think so .But I do.

TS Eliot ( A  mystical Catholic,and secret Fascist) wrote, Truth is beauty, beauty is truth' that's all ye need to know' .

I do understand what he meant; every day as our world crumbles, not only on the geopolitical scale, but in the hearts and minds of people. I just had to write my thoughts Henry. I am alone in the world and isolated culturally, as well as intellectually. I think you understand
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Henry Makow is the author of A Long Way to go for a Date. He received his Ph.D. in English Literature from the University of Toronto. He welcomes your feedback and ideas at