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IMAGE CREDIT -- "The Planet of the Apes" (1973).
The President will soon announce that Grace belongs to him
Monday, January 22, 2018 -- (Long Beach, CA) -- In ten months, the Republican party will disintegrate.
This nation is being ripped apart by hatred, and the President himself is using division as a tool.
In 2016, voter turnout was small, and when waters are at low tide, the few who turn out hold greater say in victory. A famous man with great hair beat a babbler who would not slap her opponent in the face and smile. And people who voted for love had lost. Why get off the couch for a babbler whose own machine had beaten Mr. Love?
But in 10 months, Americans will turn out in massive numbers, again driven by raw hatred. The division used by the President will push people off the couch, and they will turn out in massive numbers to oust the Republican party.
The massive defeat of the “Grand Old Party” -- in this humble messenger’s view -- will be the end of the GOP itself.
In 1974, Republicans were led be a President who also knew about hatred. Richard Milhous Nixon also kept an enemies list. He always swung the knife to slice open division.
Who can tell whether THIS president is a crook, but a smoking gun made clear to both parties that Richard Nixon had to go. The House Judiciary Committee passed an act of impeachment, in a bipartisan vote. The House Floor was scheduling a full vote. If the bipartisan numbers passed it -- as expected -- then Senators would decide whether America’s president was a crook, and oust him from office.
In August 1974, a group of senior Republicans marched to the White House and demanded to see the President. In the Oval Office, Sen. Barry Goldwater -- who had been the GOP presidential nominee ten years earlier -- told Mr. Nixon that the House was going to pass impeachment, and when it arrived to the Senate, it would be himself who makes the motion to convict.
Days later, Richard Milhous Nixon -- a former Congressman and Senator and Vice President -- left in his sixth year as president. Even the leader of the most power nation in the world must face reality.
Despite the August 1974 resignation, Mr. Nixon haunted the Republican party, and three months later the GOP was demolished in the Nov 1974 Off-Year election. Only because Nixon resigned did the GOP have the chance to rebuild itself, and the new president -- Gerald Ford -- almost won two years later.
Now, four decades after the horrible 1974 Off-Year election, Republicans again have voters who do not trust the current president, and many who absolutely hate him. To his credit, when one divides, there are SOME who love you. Clearly, America’s 45th president has a “base” of support. But just as the waters were at low tide in 2016, the sheer numbers of support for the President simply can not lift the GOP to survival in the coming election.
As bad as the 1974 election was, the Republicans will suffer far worse in ten months.
The one soul sitting in the Oval Office will not accept the guidance of Richard Nixon. This president is NOT going to resign. Instead, his selfishness and arrogance will so deeply divide the nation that the GOP itself will be smashed to massive defeat.
When Mr. Nixon resigned, he no longer owned the GOP machinery, and that allowed the team to work an Off-Year election without Nixon’s ghost spooking the voters.
Now, America’s long national nightmare is back, but if the current president refuses to leave office, then he will be the only name not printed on the ballot, and yet doom Republicans to the collapse.
What will happen to Republicans? Many have announced retirement. Most who remain will lose. Both chambers of the Congress will likely shift, taking Republican away from the powerful majority to instead become the powerless minority.
The few Republicans who do survive will then go to the president in the days after their massive defeat, and be furious that their lose falls onto his feet. There will be a lot of yelling and some tears.
Once again, this is just a personal opinion, but this humble messenger believes that our president will abandon the Republican party itself.
In November of this year, the president will look at his furious friends, and like a bully, he will laugh at their own suffering. And then he will abandon the Republican party.
How can I possibly believe this?
I am just a former hack who spent 25 years worked for five elected officials within the Democratic party. About two years ago, while looking for a sixth official to hire me, I suffered a stroke and emergency major brain surgery. Life knocks everyone down, and this is simply my own challenges, but the smack-down was so massive that I said, “God, You can just take me.”
As I hobbled through the hospital, barely able to talk or think clearly, within me came the words, “Let go of selfishness and arrogance.” Okay... seems like something to remember. Some days later, while again walking, the words were, “Humbly messenger.” Yep, okay....
I spent the hardest year of my life paying exactly ZERO attention to the 2016 election. That made me the luckiest soul in America, for while everyone else had to endure the race, I simply had to learn again how to walk and read and speak. I voted, but only as an exercise to see whether I could do it. (Voted Vermont in the primary and Libertarian in November.)
One year ago, the addition within was, “Party of Grace.” Okay, I am supposed to leave the political party which I have worked in for 25 years in a career, and to register for a political vehicle that does not technically exist? That took me months, until finally I simply accepted that my role is for a party with one member, so as to be a voice in the wilderness.
So what I humbly suggest is that when the GOP collapses in ten months, the president will laugh at the surviving members, and tell them that HE matters more then history itself. He is history.
If the president leaves the Republican party, he is getting out of a fancy car. He will need a new vehicle to speed him through to victory in less then two years. Because time keeps ticking, if he exits one party, he must immediately make use of time. You either use it or lose it.
Thus, my humble view is that in December 2018, our president will announce that he is truly exiting a shattered party, so as to form his own. He will completely own the vehicle.
When you lead a party, it has to have a name. It won’t be the “Great party,” as people will laugh inside the voting booth. It should not be the “Fat-Cat” or “Party of Hate.” Therefore, he should wrap his arm around the remaining base of support.
The president will declare that a “Party of Grace” is his own. He will call himself the first Grace candidate. He will dump massive amounts of his own money and hire (and then fire) all of the apprentices.
The appeal for a man gripped by selfishness and arrogance is to believe that Grace can be owned. He will paint himself as the only candidate worthy to voters who are souls of deep faith.
How on God’s green Earth can a broken soul form a party that doesn’t exist, and beat the two largest vehicles that have together dominated politics in America?
Most likely by lying, spitting and violence. Said Hitler, the best response to reason is violence. For a national leader whose first year is summed up by the words of “sh_t-hole,” “shutdown” and “tweet,” who could possibly know what is true? When hatred is the tool being swung by a president, it is not the mind that will rescue America. It is the left hand that holds a knife and the right hand swinging a hammer. In a battle of fists, the heart itself will be smashed.
How could a man whose hate defines the 202 election possibly win?
On the right, the president’s departure breaks the Republican party apart. How could they nominate someone with a wide base of support, if they’re reduced to yelling and crying?
On the left, a machine may choose the same face or her friend, but it is still a machine. The progressive opposition loves who they love, but once again, why get off the couch if Mr. Love falls to a machine?
The president himself does not stand on concrete. Instead, he shifts positions, doesn’t repeat his own words, and bargains with anyone who will cut him a deal. Nice way to get rich, but even Mr. Nixon rightly said, “If you don’t stand for something, you stand for nothing.”
The sand at the ocean’s edge remains, even when the tide rises. When the waters subside the grains remain. The sand shifts and the shape may alter, but whether it is a beach or the desert, there need be no concrete to pass across sand.
While the left and right fight their own inner battles, the clock keeps ticking, and if you don’t use time, you lose it. The president will laugh at his Republican survivors in November 2018, and make use of time in the following weeks -- amidst the holidays -- to form a new party.
Again, this is merely an opinion, but this humble messenger believes that the president will announce in December 2018 that he is giving birth to the Party of Grace, and will redefine history itself.
As the first soul to register Party of Grace, this voice may soon be dragged from the wilderness, and while one’s own life is never predictable, always shall the agenda be, Kindness Listening Truth.”
Writer to run first Party of Grace race
AN OPEN LETTER TO THE PRESIDENT –– (LONG BEACH, CA) –– Dec. 21, 2017 –– Billy Orton, a novelist and former political staffer, knows how to run alone.
In the 2016 election cycle, he ran for Congress to help promote another candidate’s victory. He ran alone and knew he would lose.
In 2004, as a campaign consultant, he ran a statewide race for a Libertarian, and helped two Republicans and a Democrat. Three lost.
In 2002, the Democratic party roped him into a 365-day race as a sacrificial lamb, where he pushed a Republican incumbent into spending seven times the money. (The only question asked everywhere? "What'a'ya think 'bout medical marijuana?" His reply? "Treat it like alcohol.")
Earlier, in 1985, while attending Cal State Long Beach, he won more than 800 votes, campaigning in a Gumby suit, as leader of a slate.
“I did win a seat representing students in the faculty’s Academic Senate,” said Orton, who served three years on that panel, where scores of professors usually saw him as the sole student voting and debating.
Perhaps then it wouldn’t be unusual that the novelist might run another race in 2020.
But exactly two years ago, after 25 years working in politics, Orton got knocked to his knees by a major stroke, and had his brain sliced open in emergency surgery at St. Mary’s Medical Center, just before Christmas 2015.
“I’m the luckiest soul in America,” said the writer, who spent exactly zero attention to the 2016 presidential election. While most Americans suffered the hardest campaign of their life, Orton started the year in the Long Beach hospital, barely able to walk, unable to read, and limited to a few dozen spoken words.
“I asked God just to take me,” said Orton. Only the arrival of family turned his direction, to simply never give up.
For most of 2016, the writer hobbled to volunteer, to pour coffee and clean tables where the homeless are fed in downtown Long Beach. He swept floors and served cookies and chips to campaign volunteers in a state Senate race for a long-time acquaintance. And in an exercise to assess his own abilities, he used a manual typewriter to write essays and letters, including three to the White House, thanking Mr. Obama for saving his life.
While Orton did vote for Sen. Bernie Sanders in the June primary and backed a third party candidate in November, the lasting impression of the year was raging hatred poisoning America.
As a new president prepared to take office, the novelist began an absurd comedy to make Americans laugh again, posing the question of, “What happens if hate wins?”
In 2017 -- the second year after the stroke -- Orton is no longer a Democrat.
Shortly after the Inauguration, he registered as “Party of Grace,” a political organization that technically does not exist, and which has exactly one member.
He spread word to half-a-million people on social media inviting guests to a “Political Reviv’ul Mtg and Barn Dance,” held in a Thai restaurant, as the first-ever public event, held on July 4th. He was the only Party of Grace soul watching the fireworks above the Queen Mary.
Will the former Gumby candidate run again, in a party spelled with the letter G?
“Next December, Americans will show whether hatred is ripping us apart,” said the founder and only registered voter of the Party of Grace. The Facebook group and website domains he bought may be as much clout as the organization holds.
Still, on Dec. 19, Orton wrote a three-page letter to the President -- using an antique manual typewriter -- saying that he likely would run in the 2020 cycle as the first candidate of Party of Grace.
“I doubt the President has time to read my letter,” said Orton, who has written to every President since Gerald Ford.
Where are his politics? All over the map.
-- Liberals bashed Orton’s center-right 2002 race for state Assembly, and talking proudly of voting for John McCain two years earlier.
-- Conservatives scoff at Orton getting a reply from the last President, who apparently had staff periodically bring a stack of “Thanks for saving my life” letters to the Oval Office for signature.
-- Centrists wish him luck, but know he leads a party with exactly one member.
Back on his feet and no longer wearing a suit and tie, Orton continues work on novels, and just enrolled to start a masters in English program at Cal State Long Beach, where he earned a bachelors in history. As a symbol, he picked up a student ID card exactly two years after the emergency brain surgery.
“It’s hardest to read and to recite,” said Orton, “but the best political speech is a short one.”
While he does not offer which office he may seek, he did stand earlier for Congress, the state Assembly, and student body President. He’s also indicated possible entry for the city council seat in the Long Beach district where he wrote his first three novels.
Why say it will be a year before an announcement of candidacy? It is a “bookmark,” and in his letter the White House he speculates that the 2018 election will so destroy the GOP that the President himself may ditch the Republican party, to form a new one.
“The first law of politics is that time is inexorable,” said the writer, who does not want Party of Grace captured by hatred. “If you don’t use it, you lose it.”
Meanwhile, the lucky soul is happy being an obscure novel whose biggest daily task is to walk his kid’s dog.
“Every day is both a challenge and a reward,” said the writer, whose website -- www.billyorton.com -- provides links to Party of Grace, and is an archive of his novels and personal writing.
What else is the obscure novelist doing?
'LOVE AND HATE IN AMERICA' -- NOVELS IN 'POST GENDER' FICTION – (LONG BEACH, CA) -- Nov. 29, 2017 -- Does gender determine heroism? Has only one soldier married a stripper? When a young mother loves her husband, does it matter than both are women? It doesn't matter to this novelist, who simply wishes to give greatness to characters deserving it. Staff Sergeant Lori L Lewis, of Long Beach CA, and her wife, December Carrera, must cross the White House itself to find out whether love or hate won.
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THIS HUMBLY MESSENGER ASKED GOD SIMPLY TO TAKE ME AWAY... – (LONG BEACH, CA) -- ... Rather then that I stay... tied... bound... locked... a bed I don't sleep in... held in place... no idea where I am... and then my Kid and Dad and Brother... (Why haven't they rescued me from this prison and safed me?)
In Dec 2015, my Kid takes me to ER and my brain is spiced in major surgery. Strapped to the bed, unable to say words, is the thought visible in the soul, "You can just take me, God... I'll just fold it up." And there's Kid and family, and then the guiding message is, "Just never give up.
While you suffered a horrifying national election, I started on New Year's Day, grateful to God for His Grace allowing that I was the luckiest soul in a ward where no other stroke patient hobbled with such fortune.
How lucky to not read or listen to the fury and hate dividing this nation, my task merely was personal, and simply to survive. While your heart ripped open, I learned to walk and read and speak and live. I am as fortunate as a soul can be. If now my only role is to be a humble messenger, then I thank His Most Great Most Magnificent, to be in full sacrifice, to let go of selfishness and arrogance, particularly where I spent decades in politics and writing.
I may thank God that I again have eyes that can see and fingers that can type, for through His Gift, and with the fullness of His Heart, am I able to offer my own imperfect soul, to talk of messages that perhaps I may never know in fullness or understand 'what' or 'why' and thus simply can I consider this revival of a human soul as being my own life given by His Gift.
I no longer am registered with the Democratic Party, where I entered in 1992, and worked as a press secretary for five state lawmakers, and as a public relations hack in organized labor and political campaigns. I proudly am just an obscure novelist working on a fourth book that I had not believed would possibly begin.
The PARTY OF GRACE shown in the upper corner is where now my voter registration changed this year. The Party of Grace technically does not exist, but the link in the upper meme is the Facebook group where this humble messenger seeks a vehicle to carry to others thoughts that I don't even quite understand why.
Stroke surgery gives Bill a brain vacation
HEART PITTER PATT... – (JANUARY 27, 2016) -- Somehow I recall that on Dec 1, 2008, my body weight was 232 pounts. All my life, weight varied wildly. I never understood why I could gain or lose ten or more pounds in a week, despite no major eating changes. As it turned out, the failure of my heart resulted in fluid being stored in my body, sending huge shifts in my size, because the fluid and the heart were a nasty combo. At the end of 2008, I finally got a doctor who figured out why my heart and fluid were messed up, and in 2009 through 2012 the improvement moved me down from the 230s into the 220s, 210s, and 200s, all reflecting positive medical actions between me, my primarly doctor, and my heart doctor. Then, in 2012, I realized that it would be helpful for me to use a daily file to record how weight could be a helpful sum to show the progress of heart treatment. Then, in 2014, I finally was put into a survical action where my heart was cut open, patched with lots of surgery, and the result shows major improvement. However, the fluctuations remained, and the ultimate outcome in Dec 2015 was a major head stroke. That is shown in the righthand area. Based on the initial result from the Dec 14 surgery and the intense month of recovery at the hospital, not only did I survive the stroke, but there seems to now be a normalization of weight changes. I have been recording my daily weight, and for the first time in my life, there seems to be no wild shift in my weight. What this suggests is that not only did I live, but now my body seems to have achived a weight that goes up or down by a pound or so, and my weight is at a size of where I was about 30 years ago. So, sure, being knocked down for the major hospital thing that I experiendes between Dec 13 and Jan 5, I cound myself to be luckier than I every have been in my life. Woo hoo!
IMAGE: Forty years before a stroke, an 8th Grader on America's Bicentennial Year (1976)
ABOUT THIS SITE
Billy Orton began writing in the 1970s using a manual typewriter. This is a collection of his personal writing.
A SOUL REBORN
In Dec 2015, a stroke and major brain surgery knocked Billy Orton down.
Still in the hospital on New Year's Day 2016, he could barely walk, spoke a few dozen words, was unable to read, and memory swam away like fish.
Since Bill's hardest year also made him America's luckiest soul, he paid exactly zero attention to the 2016 election.
One must push to find their limits. Sometimes you smack into a wall. Reading is hard. Vision is weaker. The hands don't work so well. But the humble messenger tranks God for eyes that can see and fingers that can write.
Exactly two years after getting his brain sliced open, Bill picked up an ID card to start a Masters in English at Cal State Long Beach (where he finished a bachelors in 1991).
Letting go of selfishness and arrogance allows him to thank God (and Mr. Roosevelt) and simply never give up.
Bill stutters, cannot recite a speech, it is hard to read, and short-term memory still swims away like fish. How lucky a soul, indeed.
PARTY OF GRACE (2020)
Is the first PARTY OF GRACE campaign going to be a 2020 race for PRESIDENT? Maybe if the graduate student runs at Cal State Long Beach! Maybe Bill runs again as a SACRIFICIAL LAMB for United States CONGRESS or the California State ASSEMBLY? Or does he push himself hard to chase a possible victory on the Long Beach CITY COUNCIL? THE DECISION WILL BE ANNOUNCED IN DEC 2018. Meanwhile, a 250-word ballot statement is a good writing exercise for a lucky soul experiencing life's rebirth.
When eyes at times feel blind and hands often work poorly, jumping through hoops assesses what one can do.
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