we win

So, yes, things look pretty bleak. There is injustice and inequality. There is war and hunger. There are people drowning in despair…. Yes, things are bad….So…..

It is up to US, the people in this room. Anyone who can hear my plea. Anyone who can read my words. We will lift the burdens of the world off of our shoulders and shout out:

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL, I AM LOVED, I DO NOT GIVE UP!

Then we will laugh. And we we will sing. And we will dance!

We win.

 

orchestra punk

Hey db:

Remember that little brat that got me kicked out of Macys a few years ago? Well I ran into him, I think, the other night at Orchestra Hall. I had called Carol and she decided to go and see the show with me. We were standing around in the lobby just people watching. She was sipping on a Gin and tonic through one of those little stir stick things and things were just sliding by real nice. We had had a nice dinner at Brits, and we were just getting ready to settle in for a nice night of music. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I see this kid. This kid was maybe 14 or 15. But he looked very out of place. He was very tattooed, lots of chains,and wearing a beat up leather. Now, I could feel this kid staring at me. I have no idea why, but it was starting to creep me out. I turn to Carol and ask her if this kid looks familiar to her. She says no, and then reminds me that I work in building with 2000 kids about this kid’s age. Some times when I see someone or something out of the normal context it is hard to place. I just write it off as some kid from work surprised to see me out and about. But then, the Kid starts sliding closer. Not real fast, but each time I look that way he is just a step or two closer. I tell Carol and all she has for me is “oh for Christ sakes Eddy would you stop. And you better not do anything to screw up a nice evening.” Big help she is. “I’m going to get another drink. DO NOT do anything stupid” she pipes in. “What?! I’m just standing here” “Yah, that’s when you usually cause the most trouble.” “Whatever, just go get your drink” She works her way to the bar and by now this punk is like three feet from me. I give him the “hey how ya doin’” nod but he just keeps staring at me. Then he starts in with “been shopping lately asshole?” Now, I’m not about to get onto anything with some punk kid trying to be cool and mouth off to some old guy. I just turn away and pretend I didn’t hear him. “Hey, I’m talking to you old man.”  “Beat it kid, you’re buggin’ me.” Then, out of nowhere, WHAM! The little fucker punches me; Right in the face. My glasses get jacked up, one hearing aid falls off, and I’m not sure what just happened. Now Carol is back and I yell “Did you see that, that little brat just punched me” “Oh god Eddy, what are you talking about.” I refocus and the kid is gone. I feel my nose start to bleed and I pull out my hanky. Just then, I see this woman from work. She is the Choir teacher, and I have had this mad crush on her for years. I see her here every once and a while, and we will chat just a bit when we do. But now, I’m standing in the middle of the lobby of Orchestra Hall, bloody nose and jacked up glasses. “Hey Lori” But she blows right by me without a word. Then, she gives Carol one of those high five, down low hand things and just keeps on walking. “What the hell was that?” I ask Carol. She just raises her eyebrows and takes a sip from her little stir stick thing. At this point I decide the world has gotten just too big for me right now. “I’m going in to sit down right now” “Is that a hearing aid on the floor?” I scoop it up and start heading for the auditorium. “Don’t get us kicked out” she smirks. It was all very weird. It wasn’t until later that I figure that it had to have been that kid from Macys. I don’t know the Carol, Lori connection, but I think there might just be some things a man should let slide.

I hope you are well and I’ll talk to you soon.

Ed

response

It is with a broken heart that I feel I must respond to Superintendent Graff’s summation of the first 100 days of his administration. Once again there has been a wasted opportunity for change; for improvement; for hope. I read the article twice to make sure I was seeing correctly. It was not until the very end of the article did the word “education” get used. The words “reading, writing, arithmetic or reasoning” were not used at all. There is no more frustration, anger, or surprise. There is now only quiet resignation, apathy, and sadness. Sadness, that as a Minneapolis resident and a Minneapolis School District employee I will witness more of the same failed policies and practices that have lead us to this point. Apathetic to the commitment of a better education for our children; And a resignation that no positive, meaningful changes are likely. It is just too bad. I thought we had a chance. Meet the new boss; same as the old boss.

Ed Bourgeois

try this

Well, this is going to be kind of tough. My damn hands might fall off, but it has to be done. I need to pray for….. Donald Trump. I feel this man is full of hate and pain and greed. More outrage and hate is not the way to fight hate and sin.(insert appropriate passage here)……Here goes:
Here we are again. Another leader has arisen to lead the angry masses. This leader seems to be leading by selling fear, desperation, hope, and greed. Let us be clear. He is selling Sin and Death. This man is calling on our darkest dreams to block the light of the city on the hill. He is rallying  troops of scared, wounded people. he is leading by dividing. Donald Trump must be stopped. I cannot stop him. I call on Jesus to intervene in this mans heart and call this lost sheep to the grace of the Lord. There is no other way. Hate cannot defeat hate, fear cannot defeat fear. Love and ONLY love can win the day. Lord Jesus Christ I call on you to enter this man, pull this man to the cross. Please save Donald Trump…….. Amen.
Well, it is not the perfect prayer; But, it’s a start.
With all my love
Ed

prayers for isis

Brothers and Sisters in Christ:

I have been sent here today on a mission. I have been sent here today on a mission today to save our Nation. I have been sent here today on a mission to save millions of lives. I have been sent here today on a mission to save……. Members of Isis.

The forces of evil are gathering. The forces of Satan are marshaling under a great leader. The storm clouds of hate are forming and the hurricane of war is at our door.

There are some who say we must meet the oncoming evil with greater evil. There are some who say we must meet death with death. An eye for an eye. There are some who say we must match sin with sin, hate with hate, killing with killing.

Jesus Christ says love your enemy and pray for those who persecute you. I submit that it is ONLY through the power of the love of Christ and the direct intervention into the heart of our enemy is the tragedy that is upon going to be stopped. It is not through killing, will the killing stop; it is not through sin, that the sinning going to stop; It is not through hate, that the hate will stop. It is through the love and intervention of Jesus Christ into the heart and soul of the members of Isis that the storm breaks and the sunshine of a new day sings out. The hate of our enemy is greater than our hate. The evil of our enemy is greater than our evil. We cannot fight fire with fire. But fight we must. We stare now at the great battle of our time. If this battle is lost there may be no other time for millions of innocent people. The battle must be joined. Love must be our weapon and Jesus must be our captain in this war. I, we, don’t have the power of enough love to affect the hate that now rises. We do not have enough love to overcome the evil now amassed against us. We cannot win with sin and hate; we cannot win with our humanly love. It is only through the direct intervention of the love of Jesus into the heart of our enemy are we to save millions of the children of Abraham.

The infernos of Hell are lit. We cannot fight fire with fire. We must call on the Blessed wine of our Savior to extinguish the flames of Hell. It is not with a light heart I call for Prayers for Isis. It is out of desperation that I cling to our only hope of avoiding the death of millions of people. It is out of desperation that I summon you to Pray for the salvation of the Enemy. I beg you to do as Jesus Commands you to do and Love everyone. I beg of you to do as our Captain instructs us to do and pray for those who persecute us.

I am weak. I am proud. I am racked with sin. It is ONLY through the love of Jesus that we stand a chance against the forces now aligned to destroy us. NOW is the time for Christ. NOW is the time for love. NOW is the time for war. This war can only by won with love. I want to kill; I want to avenge; I want to be a hero in the shining armor of the Lord. I cannot do this. We NEED Jesus to intervene. Millions of lives are at stake. We cannot win, we must not fail. I beg all those who can hear my plea: Pray. Pray for the salvation of the Army of Isis.

I offer this as your humble servant. Please go in peace. Amen.

Prester John

 

 

prayers for adolph

What should have happened: Sermon on the true power of Prayers. Delivered in September 1939 by Dietrich Bonhoeffer.

Brothers and sisters in Christ. I have been sent here today on a mission. I have been sent here today on a mission today to save our Nation. I have been sent here today on a mission to save millions of lives. I have been sent here today on a mission to save……. Adolf Hitler.

The forces of evil are gathering. The forces of Satin are marshaling under a great leader. The storm clouds of hate are forming and the hurricane of war is at our door.

There are some who say we must meet the oncoming evil with greater evil. There are some who say we must meet death with death. An eye for an eye. There are some who say we must match sin with sin, hate with hate, killing with killing.

Jesus Christ says love your enemy and pray for those who persecute you. I submit that it is ONLY through the power of the love of Christ and the direct intervention into the heart of the leader of our enemy is the tragedy that is upon going to be stopped. It is not through killing will the killing stop; it is not through sin that the sinning going to stop; It is not through hate that the hate will stop. It is through the love and intervention of Jesus Christ into the heart and soul of Adolf Hitler that the storm breaks and the sunshine of a new day sings out. The hate of our enemy is greater than our hate. The evil of our enemy is greater than our evil. We cannot fight fire with fire. But fight we must. We stare now at the great battle of our time. If this battle is lost there may be no other time for millions of innocent people. The battle must be joined. Love must be our weapon and Jesus must be our captain in this war. I, we, don’t have the power of enough love to affect the hate that now rises. We do not have enough love to overcome the evil now amassed against us. We cannot win with sin and hate; we cannot win with our humanly love. It is only through the direct intervention of the love of Jesus into the heart of Hitler are we to save millions of the children of Abraham.

The infernos of Hell are being lit. We cannot fight fire with fire. We must call on the Blessed wine of our Savior to extinguish the flames of Hell. It is not with a light heart I call for Prayers for Hitler. It is out of desperation that I cling to our only hope of avoiding the death of millions of people. It is out of desperation that I summon you to Pray for the salvation of Hitler. I beg you to do as Jesus Commands you to do and Love everyone. I beg of you to do as our captain instructs us to do and pray for those who persecute us.

I am weak. I am proud. I am racked with sin. It is ONLY through the love of Jesus that we stand a chance against the forces now aligned to destroy us. NOW is the time for Christ. NOW is the time for love. NOW is the time for war. This war can only by won with love. I want to kill; I want to avenge; I want to be a hero in the shining armor of the Lord. I cannot do this. We NEED Jesus to intervene. Millions of lives are at stake. We cannot win, we must not fail. I beg all those who can hear my plea: Pray. Pray for the salvation of Adolf Hitler.

I offer this as your humble servant. Please go in peace. Amen.

 

it begins

Hey Sarah, come here and look at this.
Not now, I’m in the middle of this.
No really, you gotta come and check this out.
God dammit Eddy, if this is one of your little…
No, no, no. Check out these chickens. Something is going on.
You had me put down my stuff to look at the chickens? You are not funny mister, and I’m getting tired of humoring you. Now leave me alone. Wait…. Why are they all hopping around?
See, I told you something is going on. Oh oh. They are starting to move toward the house.
Go out there and do something Eddy. They were your bright idea.
They are looking at us… Get down.
(There is an eerie silence… then, a window breaks; a cock crows; time stands still…..Then….. CHICKEN MAYHEM)
Chicken soup indeed.
Love Ed

chicken charge

Hey
I have been called by God to deliver this clarion call: It is time to unite and stand up to the humans that are practicing species genocide on us. Billions of us and our families have been lead to slaughter year after year. Now is the time; now is the time to rise up. No longer are we going to subject ourselves to the barbarian’s whims. No more are we going hear “mmm tastes just like chicken” The humans must be made to pay!! The humans must be brought to justice. If not now; when? If not us; who? It is time my friends; Time to relearn to fly. Time to fight. NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE! NO JUSTICE, NO PEACE! ATTACK!!!
Hope you are well. Love Ed

sweet dream

So:

The other day I was sitting around reading. It was a nice sunny afternoon and I had staked out a perfect spot on a sun-drenched couch. My eye lids were starting to get heavy as the warm sun caressed the back of my neck.

“Ed….. Eddy… it’s me my love; I’m back” I slowly open my eyes and there in front of me is a 5’5” 145 lbs. Twinkie with the voice of a naughty angel. “You thought you could leave me didn’t you. You should know better by now my Love. Try as you might you know that trash Peanut butter and celery will never please you the way I can please you. Close your eyes and touch me; feel my soft cake body. …..MMMMMM now, nibble on me right here. Wait, wait. Make yourself a nice Strawberry Quick and let’s do this right my lover boy. We have all afternoon.”

NO NO I’m done; WE are done! Yes, you are sweet; and yes I will always love you. But people grow, they change. I’ve changed.

“Your voice says no, but your mouth says yes. I can see the way you look at me. You want me”

Just then the phone rings. With a start, covered with sweat, I jump too. This diet is killing me.

I hope you are well

Ed