Why Is Kirk Douglas Still Not Admitting What He Did To Natalie Wood?

As I said, it's called being a Danilovich. That I could tell you what my paternal grandfather (of not-exactly-blessed memory) was like; and I will never forget what Granduncle Tony (of blessed memory) replied when I wrote something about my father and grandfather, and Pop-Pop's and Granduncle's father (the paternal grandson of a Danilovich). "Like father like son".

Lana Wood & Robert Downey, Jr. have experienced from outside of the family—at a much-more extreme level than most outside of the family do— what dealing with the...eh...non remnant of the Daniloviches is like. Insofar as I know, those of us who are the remnant of that family—at least on our side—either from the beginning or at least at some point—even if it's at the end—stop tolerating the ******** (Before I knew who exactly I am, I stopped tolerating the Danilovich ********—not that our other families didn't have issues, though something was in that Danilovich water—and I didn't even know that I'm a Jew, let alone a Danilovich through my paternal grandfather father's paternal grandfather, until I was 18.).

Even my Great-Granduncle Stanley (of blessed memory)—as his grandson told me—had stopped dealing with the Danilovich ******** as much as he could for not having the Gospel, and he been cold to the Gospel all of his life—understandably so as, though his grandson didn't know at the time that, our family were Anusim, and the Danilovich ******** from Great-Great-Granddad Czerniecki far from helped. When his grandson did share the Gospel with him and ask if he wanted to pray to receive Jesus into heart, he nodded his head as tears were in his eyes—and that helped him to begin to dispel and heal from the ******** like never before, and he saw that Jesus was neither the real motivation for so-called Christians to persecute his family nor the Jesus in which his family pretended to believe (that is, the Roman Catholic—and, by extension, the Polish Catholic—Church's version of Jesus).

Meanwhile, I'm guessing Great-Granduncle Stanley and others had and have stood in a position in which is now filled by—among others—perhaps one of the Danilovich-Douglas family members who's still living (in contrast to, e.g., Eric Douglas, who was—as someone who knows enough of any of the Danilovich history can see—a victim partly of the Danilovich ******** that passed down through his line).

In conclusion, then, one can imagine what Lana Wood & Robert Downey, Jr. have dealt with as Non Daniloviches if he or she s a Danilovich has both dealt with and seen as others have dealt with Danilovich ********—and as I've said, you don't need to be on the Douglas side of the family to see it.

"Momma"'s Not Exactly A Gift To Her Two-Year-10-Month-Old Birthday Girl...

She tolerates "Momma" and probably has to "Keep Calm And Pray On" to tolerate her. By the way, Reilly gets every month birthday marked in some way—even with just a sentiment such, "It's your [e.g., 2-year-and-10th]-month birthday! Happy Birthday, Reilly!" 

Maybe she'll be able to mark this birthday with a special gift. 

PS Getting chased by a jealous Camille who just pawed Reilly up to five times after she bit her cheek in a dominance display does not help the poor birthday girl (or "birthday pup?).

I Remember Where I Was When...

I heard the full "I Have a Dream" speech, at least really for the first time and at least the part that's usually heard. It was in my dad's former church, Epiphany Episcopal in Odenton (Remember that Dad's an Anusi—still unhappy that I found out that we're Jews—and I had to spend every other weekend at with my dad until November 2006—that weekend was worth it.).

As I recall, it was on the left side of the front of the sanctuary, and there was certainly a speaker (or projector or other kind of media-playback device) on that side—and because it was within the time of MLK Day or one of the anniversaries of the "I Have a Dream Speech", the pastor had it played in the sanctuary after the service and encouraged people to listen to it.

While I can't exactly remember the details, I remember the impression that it left—and now I'm wondering how after that long ago (when a Jewish boy had just turned three years old five days before) anyone could've voted for Donald Trump (and gave to that now-almost-57-year-old Jewish man more reason to have an excuse to deny being a Jew) and how anyone could've voted for Donald Trump in the Name of Jesus (a Jew whom created women like Epiphany's priest and one of Epiphany's African-American congregants whom I shall never forget—and I'd mention her by name if I wasn't in dread that someone would use my mention of her by name to hurt her).

For Donald Trump voters whom were alive at the time of the March on Washington, old enough to remember, and/or even in Washington, by the way, did you forget where you were when you voted for Donald Trump; or was the March on Washington a joke to you; or do you have another reason as to why you voted for an embodiment of the nightmares of Dr. King (not to mention the embodiment of the nightmares of Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel and others whom marched with Dr. King)? 

The Inaugural Pupresidential Portraits And Still Waiting On Reilly's "Daddy"

These are actually more pre-birthday portraits than they are inaugural portraits. Besides, Reilly could never be a president of any country—as she's proven at just shy of 2.83 years old—and she's quite a bit for "Momma" to handle, and "Momma" could use a little help from whomever Reilly's "Daddy" is (especially if he is who "Momma" thinks that he is).

If There's Ever An Example Of A Human Rubbing Off On A Puppy...

Maybe "Momma" does rub off on Reilly, just like "Mom-Mom" thinks (e.g., "Just like her 'Momma'".). Then again, Reilly in at least a few ways is a better example—speaking of examples, one example is the way that Reilly can be much more patient than "Momma" and with "Momma"—even when she is understandably mad and tired because "Momma" stayed up a little too late due to worry (albe justified worry, which Reilly does understand is justified—even though Reilly can't understand like humans can ).

For "Momma", While Reilly As a "Dogter" Is Somebody To Love...

She can be a brat—a lovable brat, and nonetheless a brat—and she even ate some of "Mom-Mom"'s parsley plant (or at least some of the dirt in the pot), stole a treat from Camille, and barked inappropriately instead of set a example for her cousin (from whom she stole a treat, anyway!).

Especially when she eats "nasties" like parsley, she flares up "Momma"'s OCD/Anxiety—which is already increased because of "Momma" trying to figure out how she & Reilly will survive of Donald Trump ends up becoming POTUS.

(Anything can happen: he's not inaugurated yet, and he's apparently taking the first two days of his presidency off—and "Momma" and Reilly need a miracle. "Momma" has a hard-enough time taking care of Reilly for how much she can—she doesn't need to end up another victim of Donald Trump, and that Sergei Kovaleski was a victim of Trump and his ableism is quite enough.).


Believe "Momma", by the way, when she tells you that puppy owners—and other pet owners—do consider their furmily—and other famimals*—when they vote ("Momma" also didn't vote for Clinton, and Reilly is apuplitical.).

As for Reilly's turning a month older...2.83 years don't always make a puppy more obedient—although at least Reilly's baby-puppy-like instead of completely-adult-puppy-like, or even senior-puppy-like.


* "Famimals" is, of course, "family" and "animals".

In Order To Mark Three Days Until Her Hebrew ~2.83rd-Year Birthday...

Reilly, the birthday girl, decided to throw up in her "blankie" and a little on the backdoor mat after she had eaten "nasties" and barked for quite a bit of the previous Hebrew day—and as when "Momma" got into trouble for the recent toilet-paper incident, she got into trouble for "not watching her closely" and had to explain that she told Reilly "No nasties" and even thanked her when she drop a "nasty" (a leaf). If Reilly's foreshadowing what "Momma's" 27th year is going to be like for "Momma"...welcome to Hell, "Momma"—as if "Momma"'s life isn't Hell enough or affecting her to be a bad "Momma" to Reilly.

Ba(rke)d(-Up) Start To the Day

As Reilly's 2.83-year birthday is coming up, Reilly started off the morning by barking like a klipeh as she's been prone to do since ~1.83 years ago. From what "Mom-Mom" recalls, she picked up the habit from four much-older adult puppies in the neighborhood—and someone else has picked up on it since—and Camille, in fact, picked up the barking habit in turn so much so that she was even facing the door to the backyard and barking because of some neighbors whom she saw walking!

"Auntie Nicole" would have a hard time rolling over Camille, and she certainly had a hard time trying to roll over Camille's cousin ⃰  earlier—and the only reason that she could even try to roll over Reilly is because she was sitting up on her bed and Reilly was on the bed with her, and Reilly was facing the bedside window. Reilly put up a fight complete with flailing and thrashing around—and "Momma" couldn't roll over Reilly.




⃰  They're actually twice-removed cousins—as Apple, Reilly's mother, is a grandaunt of Tootsie, Camille's mother.

"Momma" & Reilly Kind Of Share Birthdays Next Week & In the Spring, Because...

"Momma" is turning 27 human years old on the 23rd, and Reilly is turning 2.83 human years old on the 25th. On the Hebrew calendar, since the New Moon occured on December 30th, January 23rd is Tevet 25th (when "Momma" was born in 5749—or, by Rabbinical reckoning, 5750)—and (Biblically speaking,) Reilly will have already turned 2.83 human years old on January 21st, or Tevet 23rd (since March 25, 2014 was Second Adar 22-23, 5773).

In other words:

1. "Momma" was born on a 23rd and 25th.
2. Reilly was born on a 25th and a 23rd (unless she was born before sunset on the 25th of March)
3. The 24-year-and-two-month Hebrew birthday of "Momma" occurred on Reilly's Gregorian birthdate, both of which were the 25th day of the month on their respective calendars.
4. 23 January 2017: 25 Tevet 5776 = 25 March 2014: 23 Second Adar 5773—here, the day numbers reverse for the Gregorian and Hebrew months (and to figure out how to phrase that took "Momma" quite a while, by the way).
5. What Adar 23 will be this year is to be determined, and Reilly will have to celebrate her third Hebrew birthday on Adar 23 if a Second Adar 5776 does not occur—and whether that coincides with March 25, 2017 (or even March 23, 2017) is to be determined.

Incidentally, "Momma" has a very-specific gift request to יהוה for herself and Reilly on one of their birthdays—and perhaps on the intersection of "Momma"'s two birthdays (which happens 27 years later after sunset, whereas it happened before sunset 27 years ago.). 

Why I As a Conservative Stand With Avaaz & Other Leftist Or Left-Leaning Organizations In Certain Cases Against RINO Trump

Donald "Insurance For Everybody" Trump is proving to be just as bad as Barack "You can keep your doctor if you like him" Obama to any reasonable mind—yeah; who's really going to repeal Obamacare now? Who's also going to help the least among us—Dr. "Get people off of it" Ben Carson? Not everyone has the (apparently-)good (mis)fortune of not suffering disabilities (such as in the case of those like Dr. Carson, whom might actually need to suffer disabilities for at least a while to see what it's like).

On the other hand, if Donald Trump and Dr. "[I]f the people had not been disarmed" Carson get their way, I (and others) could always die in another T4—and, in their minds, why not, since we'd be decreasing the load on their entitlement system? Besides, especially to Dr. "[I]f the people had not been disarmed" Carson, I as a Jew am expendable—since, after all, Jews were apparently responsible for the Holocaust because we weren't legally allowed to defend ourselves—I suppose, too, that there's "legitimate" Anti Semitism just as there's "legitimate rape", since "you can't rape your spouse", correct? Not that I could defend myself, anyway—and I'd be an easy target for rapists and rape enablers such as Michael Cohen and Dr. Carson—and get real if you don't think that people like me would not be blamed if Donald Trump et. al. get their way.

As for me, I stand with organizations like Avaaz and even Ultraviolet when I need to stand with them—after all:

If Trump gets his way, he's coming for the Jews—

And if I don't speak up for myself, who will speak up for me?

Then he'll come for people with disabilities—

And if I speak up for only myself, who will speak up for others?

Then he'll come for even quite a few women whom support him—

And if women like me who don't support him don't speak up now, when will we be able to speak up?

After all, this isn't just about if he'd come for me and I'd have nobody left to speak up for me.

Ben Carson's Attitude Is A Symptom and Reflection Of Society's Ableism

If only the case were as simplistic as Ben Carson likes to make it seem. Too many self-proclaimed conservatives don't help their communities, and then they complain about those of us "that make excuses"—as one person named "Gillespie" accused people like me of being.

Speaking of Gillespies, I had neighbors whom are Gillespies and have at least two friends whom are Gillespies; and the Gillespie in question is a shame to my neighbors' and friends' family name. I say this, by the way, with shandas to my own family names—Irish ones, including Reilly, being among them and Jewish ones, including Czarnecki, being among them. 

The Czarneckis whom were—and some of whom still are—shandas to the shem hamispacha either lied or did not say the truth about how my cousin Jamie came to have a low IQ—only later did I find out that he was not born that way. As for my mom's family, her grandmother Alice Reilly Allen may well have lied about her aunt Kas' disability—incidentally, one of my Gillespie friends brought this to light when he told me that she had Cerebral Palsy like I do, not Polio—and my maternal grandmother confirmed that Nana Allen may well have lied.. 

The point, then, is that Ben Carson's attitude is one more case in point that ableism continues to be rampant—even, and perhaps especially, in families whom have members whom have disabilities, including even themselves: case in point, my dad never admitted to having OCD/Anxiety or Depression (and I found out only after I was diagnosed with OCD/Anxiety and Depression, and looked back on why all those pill bottles were in his apartment—and they weren't B12 ones, as I should've known), and he still justifies lying about his paternal grandfather's suicide (about which I should've known before I ended up in Sheppard Pratt after I threatened to take Great-Granddad's path).

PS I went to college and graduated with a B.A. in Political Science. I am registered with an employment agency. I am on LinkedIn, etc.—as I said, if only the case were as simplistic as Ben Carson and others like to make it seem. 

Meanwhile how (un)fortunate that he doesn't suffer a disability—and maybe if he did suffer one, he'd at least know something about being the least among humankind and compassion. That's one of the few reasons that I'm glad that I have Cerebral Palsy and mental illnesses—that is, being of the least among humankind, "those that make excuses", etc., I know what compassion is and what it isn't.