CARREY CAMP COMMENTARY

I’ve spent much of my ‘career’ fulfilling those service sector positions while trying to make ends meet as a future consumer producer (Mother) as well as serving as the housekeeper and political manager (fighting off teachers’ opinions in the name of love for my child) while biting off more than I could chew as a student trying to position myself for greater future success in this great American rat race. (Yes, I do try to set a good example) Although I certainly have a tendency to become fond and perhaps infatuated by many admirable male personalities, the truth is, I became lost in them if I stayed too long. Whilst in the Army, they conveniently gave it a label, stamped the paperwork, and filed it away (Honorably, I might add). However, it doesn’t necessarily go away. Years later, I am still influenced.

It may be true that the United States faces ‘catastrophe’, but then we risk certain ailments, mishaps, and accidents out of necessity of survival. For instance, if you enjoy hot food, you might get burned cooking it. The same is true with the desire for curly hair. Either your misuse of the curling iron will zap you or the chemicals in the perm will eat your scalp. In any event, I do not believe unity has been shattered or service sectors obliterated…at least not completely. It is true we all suffer. It doesn’t necessarily have a color though. For that matter, even a gender. We can all stand together, if not physically certainly in spirit, for the American anthem too.

My eyesight might not be a perfect 20/20, however, I see how a plague could suddenly open the eyes of many sleeping giants. The rhyme, ‘You snooze, you lose’ comes to mind. It was once a great idea to ‘be fruitful and multiply’ and, perhaps, it remains a great idea. But let me pose a different question. If the ‘house always wins’ which house would everyone like to see win? Naturally, their own, I’m sure. Still, many houses exist and its quite sad to see some fall. This doesn’t necessarily come as a comparison with one’s neighbor. However, we quite naturally look to our sides rather than sticking our blinders on as a dutiful horse. Because we are not robots or computers, we are flawed in our capacity to dutifully follow the carrot as willingly. This causes distress, to say the least, for both employer as well as employee. Within our own realms, there are as many houses to tend to as there are personal needs we want to fulfill. These shift as our lives change. If one would prefer to categorize the houses into labeled categories, they could be separated by naming them love, finance, transportation, professional, food, animals, or what have you. In an ideal world, all houses ‘win’ but in our world, gifts and blessings come much more slowly than nifty, flashing commercials would indicate otherwise.

As for Trump’s party or the Carrey camp, I choose the Carrey camp. His seeming fearless stance in the face/farce of a 1950’s throwback is quite admirable with or without humor. We’re all going to need a leg to stand on even if it comes in the form of Charlie Chaplin’s cane. As far as the ‘snowflakes’ are concerned, let them have a ball too and not a bawl.

Markets will rise and corporations will prosper in this economy of ‘larceny and lies’ as Jim Carrey puts it, no matter who is leading the country because Americans are dependent on goods and services. We are social creatures who thrive on transactions. That song, ‘If you’ve got the Money, Honey, I’ve got the time’ still chimes true as does the saying, ‘It takes money to make money’ As well, time actually does equate to money. I think I’ve spent mine wisely through this commentary. Thank You.

Bonita Christensen, Writer & Poet

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My Translation of a Martian

Always, Always Shop

Don’t Think Before You Do

Something Controls Your Thoughts

May God Help

Clear Your Thoughts

Process

Be Clear

Mind End

May Goad

Space = Piece

Luvs Be With You Always

May Godiva Give You Hope

To Your Life

May Go Dive

Grate Strength To Make

It Throw (You)

Your Life

Gazune-Tight All!

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MOON READING

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What does it mean anyways?
Music always helps me to sway!

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Press On, Press Play

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It’s time, my friends! It’s totally time for enjoyment!
What are you working for? Listen to the ocean!
It’s the ocean of people showing up for you, not to you
Laugh, Love, and Live the Experience!
You’d go to your child’s band or choir concert, right?
You’d go to a rock concert in an instant, correct?
Well, what about all these other beautiful Melodies?
They are crying to be heard! Allow them to inspire you!
You don’t want to buy? You don’t want to pay?
No problem, my friends. Take a sample! Just a hint/hit!
Soon you’ll find your hindsight lit and you too will see 20/20 (2020)
Why is it so hard to embrace the leisure given?
What was that work ethic for?
The belief that everything happens for a reason is sacred!
Go forth and multiply, but what do you desire to multiply?
Hopefully, not those old doubts and beliefs of scarcity
Nope! Just find whatever the fruits of your labor are
And the manifestation of success will soon be yours!
Act now! Supplies are NOT limited! The sale/sail goes on for
Infinity and beyond! Which horse you gonna feed, anyways?
Press On! Press Play!

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Taking Shots

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There isn’t much else to do
Than take shots of Confidence with you
Bob Doyle and Carrie Samuels
Make a gleeful life manual
Perhaps you’d like free advertising
Seems almost like fantasizing
And as Britney would say, ‘Gimme More’
Perhaps there’ll be much more in store!

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My Jim Jim

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My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me on the beach
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He has so much to teach
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me night and day
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He has so much to say
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me this I know
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves the under Toad
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me having lunch
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me a whole bunch
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me at the sea
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, I cannot even flee
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me being me
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me Tee Hee Hee!
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, He loves me on the shore
My Jim Jim keeps me grounded, We’ll share that drink, Ensure

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Pendulum in Pandemic

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It swings back and forth
From left to right
Sometimes in red
Sometimes in white
Not much in the green
Not much in the black
Just trying to stand up
After hearing the fact
Can’t take it lying down
Unless we’re a clown
Falling over laughing
Off the wall, It’s so much fun
This here reading’s done
I’m recording and write
It takes me just hours
Not half the night

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Trouble Butt

Seems once upon a time, before my world of rhyme

There was a time when the butt was so innocent

It may have even carried a baby powder scent

Then came vaccinations and shots

And where did they aim? I should have forgot

As I watched the honey bees dance for their honey

Kept thinking how rear-end was not always funny

It was simply a round, protruding muscle

Helping to push along when we must hustle

The end result was just a lot of poop

That multiplied quickly while stuck in the coop

The Ins & Outs provided a better position

So quickly did we lose those vows of tradition

Butt being female, it still moves side to side

How else could we just relax & enjoy the ride?

If I tell them to butt out and go smoke a joint

I’d die of lung cancer/can sir

And what was my point?

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Double Pickin’ & Fiddlin’ with my Angel

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Raphael and I had a blast today
Pickin’ out tunes to flow
With the present and past
And laughing through the fiddlin’
Chewing gum to make it last

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Freddy

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There was a lad named Jimmy
Who once lived up the hill
He didn’t want to play nice
Seemed all he did was kill
Hitting or punching e as I walked
And always calling me names
My best defense was to keep it in
Since his whole schema was lame
His last name was like Freddy’s
Now I’m not in his movie
Friday the 13th passed
And all he can do is catch bass
This could mean a fish
Or that could mean some music
And as I go I dance the flow
Thinking him as eunuch…I mean unique

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