The best thing that Ayn Rand did with Objectivism in her own novel way for all her readers was that she asked them all to consider and figure how they themselves would design and/or build a better church - how they would built the bestest house of worship ever built
As I tweeted this morning: “One of these days I do mean to ride around France on my bicycle even if near 100 miles a day to stop for wines & cheeses.”
Woops! Wrong tweet.
As I tweeted this morning: “Hillary Clinton “cooking” weighs heavy on world evolved to humans flying in #extremesports & skateboarding at least. GOP need longer masses?”
That’s more like it.
Because of the evolution of the human race to more Godly flights and heights it may be that the “community” & “communities” of humanities in religiousness are now of days too much of old shortness with religious services of a dangerous brevity. It seems, to this of #DemsAgainstHillary centrism, that the Republicans are more secure and secured to a harmonic in faith based flights and heights but yet too now not sufficiently of a copacetic for sport for all. It seems an open book - its seems of a open book obviousness that the Republicans have sustained heights for #ExtremeSports even now as all may be bettered if their servicing is of ministering with longer and more acoustical odic chants/rants and incantations however spiritually apropos of a synthesis for this new age of fast and slow and high and low.
It may be racist to ride a bicycle fast - to want to ride a bicycle fast. There is better a way to agility and speed than training any or yourself to ride fast and be of good acceleration if you are so in a preparedness only for fear. I did train myself from a necessary need preparedness in my cycling, to be urban, as difficult as it may have been, by being long of an over-riding thought that I would ride to ride anywhere and find someone interesting — I wouldn’t firstly be to riding fast and of agile acceleration to like be of a urban preparedness to out pace a stereotypical “black” fear. I personally do not want to see my ability to accelerate and ride fast as a skill to get away from trouble and badness. I want my riding still to be to be able to ride anywhere and find “community” newly where ever — I want to at least think that one can ride anywhere at anytime if they are able to relate somehow in an established common spirit and with a philosophy of governance girded in an innocent until proven guilty netherlands.
It seems to suggest the Democrats have been now too long of “there is just a pill for it” “traveler” coping, and that may be generally the Welfare problem too many are now beset of. There may be that the antidote to the Democrats is a return to the Democrat center around faith and community “roaming” “traveler” “teaching.” However Democrats or Republicans there is that we of this new age of bearing witness to #ExtremeSports or as those of a regular practice have that our community service is still behind the times and to much of the old brevity to fully encompass the radical celebration of so many everywhere of such new heights and flights. It seems regardless of party the Party to be rocked, to be objective about it, is that everyone everywhere at least near of a time and new world order where they too have to wonder how to design and build (say) a better church. It seems for of community copacetic to be sufficiently sporting these are days to try and clean souls well enough if only yet at longer and long enough community service regular integrated practice.
One should be proud of one’s ability to get away from danger. I will remain proud of any abilities I of from instinct, training, and preservation of talent such as they are also ready and sufficient for “escaping.” I will not though be of a faith that such should be the esprit de corp of at least my bicycling and living.
My cycling interests pre-date the Reagan Revolution. My cycling interests seems very well supported and secured by the Reagan Revolution and as well by the more common lay of the Rehnquist Revolution. I haven’t broached sport or cycling with Senator Ted Cruz or any of the new young guns of the Republican Party nor much any of the old tired establishment of the Clinton Political Machine.
I do not know nor have I ever been in support of doped sport & specifically doped competitive cycling. I with that said would rather believe that Lance Armstrong didn’t needed his admitted doping for his victories as he is preferred to be considered as having been of sufficient benefactoring in his times.
Yes, after getting my BA in Economics from Villanova University I proceeded directly to Suffolk University Law School on Beacon Hill in Boston, Massachusetts when then behind the Massachusetts’ State House. I proceeded directly for I fig’d if I didn’t I would never have so commenced a year of Law School. It is that I wanted to protect myself and my ambitions from lawyers and insurance companies and that I was of thought that a year of law school would be prudent but three might be unnecessary while of more entrepreneurial and more creative media ambitions. As it is I did take a year of law studies rightfully and did withdraw so “officially” as of after the last class on the last day and before exams so that I would then officially be and remain an “accepted” Suffolk University Law School student on the books for seven more years. Such year I left after one year of prudent law studies and so that I triggered a “community” in acceptance for seven further years with my old law school was the spring in Boston before the fall that “Barry” Obama started across the Charles River in Cambridge of Harvard. (Yes, for seven years I annually at least once had my old law school acceptance in community refreshed and usually with a questioning and answering about the if I wasn’t yet coming back why was it I wasn’t coming back to law studies and what about the law profession in my opinion needed fixing before I might return.
In some ways it is of my “community” “acceptance” of such seven years better than as if a pergatory as I was outside in my thinking that I needed to be outside and independent to be eventually ready and in the right place to best then be to my more creative media ambitions at being the best caboose to the Reagan Revolution I could yet be. In some ways it may be that but for my “community” of seven years “acceptance” where I could return to Suffolk University Law School without re-applying, but basically, there wouldn’t have been a Rehnquist Revolution. It was that while of the days of my second and final semester in Boston I was happy to wiring my ambitions with those of William Bratton after nearly laughing at his new most old and dilapidated fleet of Mass “cruisers” after he was of “don’t laugh.”
Ed Logue was in urban redevelopment at much of the Roosevelt Island restoration and as well the Faneuil Hall Market Place grand plan. He was also from New Haven and a part of the Lee Administration when it was first to programmed traffic lights used to recondition their populace to different driving route habits. Professor J. Logue was his brother and a sought out Villanova Professor by me for his course on International Oranizations inclusive of the United Nations in the VU Political Science department, as an elective in my liberal arts curriculum. Frank Logue was also their brother and did become Mayor of New Haven for a quite short while. Frank Logue and his family lived directly across Livingston Street in a very Yale neighborhood in New Haven from me and my family. I do not know the first name of the Logue that was Richard Milhaus Nixon’s rival for Whittier High School class presidency and the victor is such of Nixon’s earliest campaigns — To the best of my knowledge it was only Nixon paranoia that related otherwise unrelated Logues prior to Watergate. Ed Logue probably was the biggest of the Logues then a specifically related to powers emanating from Washington and the so based Democratic Party Head Quarters in the Watergate - though.
There is cross-over in the desire to maximize positive change in my decision to leave law school for my ambitions and my synchronicity with the ambitions of William Bratton for his name poetic for general Welfare and more civil policing as more “brat on basis” than “race” “basis.” And, as it was that honor would be in competition with the Logues, all Logues, to be somehow at least as good or eventually better even than Ed Logue so responsible for so much urban improvements and even as he and Mayor Lee did use programmable traffic lights firstly to guide their people to new pathologies experimentally.
By now you should know how little I have to say good about Bill and Hillary Clinton. There is though that for being so busy with them I have yet hardly gotten to my truths that Al Gore is a layer of the onion beneath them that I find closer and more core to at rottenness in the Democrats of the Clintons Political Machinery. I have held back from yet being to barely broaching very historical problems in the American body politic that are specifically of a faulting due justly a tagging upon Al Gore.
Right! The truth may now be that regardless of one’s Party, and as seems today’s Politics, these may be days to try and refresh souls and secure a readiness locally in sport and comity, and quite days that call all to longer “community” service to better a harmonic agility for lasting acoustics in an establishment and preservation for a regular lightness and magical beingness. It seems these are days that are calling all to longer “community” service, however, and that places or worship as sanctuaries for humanity and community now may be forced to do what is needed and right by way of figuring, preparing and practicing with an offering of longer services.
Can it be?
I am hip to it being cool that this is all in the spirit of a new and improved more perfect establishments, however, for better hang times. That said: I have to believe Ayn Rand would agree that Martin Luther King Jr. would be better honored if public buildings at least in of The United States of America were to specifically honor him with associated Public displaying of the Ten Commandments.
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{For the record: Yes I was born into an apartment in 1965 in New Haven, CT that so is less than a mile from the “home” President George W. Bush was born into. I was born to half of my grandparents being by then from Greenwich, Ct. I did first meet President Clinton when I was in First grade in same neighborhood and as it is I was polled by Bill and Hillary as two equal but legally still separate Yale Law School co-eds as to my God’s honest answer as to if they both could become President of the USA some day. I have known of President Barack “Barry” Obama since I was in seventh grade and preparing for school wide oratory contest with President Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s Declaration of War Day of Infamy speech. Before Greenwich my maternal grandparents had been of Rye, New York and as of the “family home” my mom grew up most of her years about as situated on Roosevelt Ave. I have as it is also known of Sarah Heath Palin since the winter of 1982 and for she of a cadre in basketball of a Conn, Bush, Heath charmed set. It is that I pre-Googled “Sarah Heath” name to such recognition of her voices from afar akin to my queriness of concern that if I did choose to become a professional photo-journalist was there another “Sarah Heath” other than she that tought me middle school elective lessons in photography and dark room skills to be then ever aware of. My high school is that of Wilbur Cross in New Haven and still THE GOVERNORS - as it is my curriculur and extra-curriculur sports and activities much had a basis in fairness and sport around the New Haven Parks lands of Rice Field. I’ll stop here as of addendum “for the record.”}