Why Would The White House Dinner For Scandinavian Leaders Hold Interest For Irish And Irish-Descended Americans?

As the POTUS And the First Lady host Scandinavian national leaders at a White House dinner, some Irish and Irish-descended Americans might want to pay attention. Among those whom want to pay attention to (as far as I know) milestone White House dinner:

1. McLaughlins (e.g., pollster John McLaughlin and Baseball Crank's Dan McLaughlin)
2. O'Reillys (And Reillys, Etc.) (including me, as my mother's late paternal grandmother is a Reilly—thus, by the way,  my Reilly's name)
3. Goulds whom are Irish [as opposed to Jewish] 
4. Reynoldses

Two and Four, by the way, apply to four of my relatives (whose names and relationships to me I will not disclose for the sake of their privacy). 

Why I Signed Up For MapleMatch.com (And I'm Not Being Paid Or Otherwise Compensated For This Blog Entry)

In short, I'm:

1. "[D]isgustingly Jewish", as a blocked-and-reported Twitter called many of us #NeverTrump people. To Trump and Trumpite zealots, being Jewish is disgusting—and I am among the Jews whom have persecuted by Trumpite zealots. I, reporter Julia Ioffe, and others are clearly not welcome in Trump's America.
2. A person with Cerebral Palsy and OCD/Anxiety, Depression, ADD, and IBS—and a "physically fit German American" who "can think of a place for [me]" (as a Trumpite threatened me on Twitter) and Donald Trump himself as he persecuted Serge Kovaleski made clear that Americans with disabilities will not be considered Americans in Trump's America.
3. Likely to, as a Jewish-American with Cerebral Palsy and other conditions, be forcibly stripped of my native American citizenship—just as Jews born in Germany and the rest of Nazi-occupied Europe were stripped of their American citizenship—and put in a murder camp unless I flee the United States of Donald Trump—and if anyone has to worry about FEMA camps actually being used maliciously, one would have to worry about FEMA camps becoming camps used for malicious purposes instead of shelter from disasters if Donald Trump does become POTUS.
4. Not looking forward to becoming an alteh moid—I even tried Plenty Of Fish at the recommendation of a friend whom found her own bashert there, and it didn't work.
5. Not wanting to resort to being a trophy wife—I even tried getting friends to send around a dating résumé around, and most of them were reluctant and even hostile about doing it.
6. Maybe even likely to have better romantic prospects in Canada in any case—whether MapleMatch.com works out for me or doesn't work out for me—especially if Trump becomes POTUS.
7. Maybe even likely to have better luck making aliyah from Canada than from the United States.

Besides, I have Foczko and other kevorim mishpacha in Canada; so, I wouldn't be completely foreign to Canada.

Rejection Hurts. Even For-the-Best-Rejection Hurts.

Examples of hurtful, good and bad, rejections:

1. Societal rejection, which effects mass-scale evils such as the Holocaust and the continuing rise of Donald Trump. For Jews, Blacks, Hispanics, and other peoples; women, people with disabilities, and immigrants to be told, "You don't count;" "you're not a part of America", etc. hurts—didn't Jews already suffer rejection during the Holocaust, including in the U.S. (when, e.g., Bernard Baruch was blamed for the "Jew Deal" and the "S.S. St. Louis" was turned away)? Didn't Blacks already suffer with Jim Crow and the Nadir? Didn't Hispanics already suffer with being stereotyped during "Operation Wetback"? Never mind that women suffered until even decades after Susan B. Anthony came along, and never mind that people with disabilities are still mistreated (by those such as Dana Stubblefield and TMZ, whom went after the rape victim and her "bizarre profile"—shame on TMZ for going after a person with intellectual disabilities, let alone a person with intellectual disabilities whom was trying to find a job and got raped at work!). 
2. Familial rejection—all one, e.g., has to do is read the headlines about how a mother murdered her four-year-old child whom had Cystic Fibrosis and how female middle- and high-school students throw away their newly-born children as if the children are disposable tampons or medical waste such as pushed-out kidney stones.
3. Romantic rejection—especially for people whom've been abused and/or whom are disabled, both having to reject romantic prospects and being rejected as a romantic prospect hurts. I've been on both sides of the rejector-rejectee coin—I had to call the police on each ex after I broke up with him, and I'm a stigma in myself because of my disabilities and having been abused (verbally, emotionally, spiritually, mentally, and physically) in the past. Also refer to the point about societal rejection—I'm not the only person with disabilities (including mental illnesses) who's been seen as a romantic liability and/or undesirable.
4. Professional rejection—e.g., getting a book manuscript rejected (which just happened to me, and I'm trying to find out how I can improve and resubmit the manuscript), résumé rejections, and rejections that stem from societal rejections (e.g., Refer to the point about Dana Stubblefield's victim, whom was raped on the job that she finally found; and read some of Jeff Woodward's writings and writings that Jeff Woodward has shared—which prove my point that ableism is rampant in the workplace because it is rampant in society, despite that my family refuses to believe me).
5. Rejection by friends—or at least whom you thought were friends—and mentors—or at least whom you thought were mentors. Rejection, of course, includes betrayal—and one example of betrayal is Dr. Ben Carson's betrayal of African Americans by his endorsement of Donald Trump and slamming of Harriet Tubman's being placed on the $20 bill.

Most of the rejection types and examples thereof are bad rejections, although even the bad rejections—as hurtful as they are—have at least some good in them. e.g.:

1. Non Trumpites have found out just really how America's colors run or don't run—even if there's a silent majority whom won't speak against Donald Trump (and Donald Trump's friend Hillary Clinton).
2. People whose families rejected them sometimes don't even have to live in an increasingly-cruel and -miserable world, let alone among cruel and miserable families.
3. One finds out and/or is reminded of what true love is and what true love isn't.
4. One is forced to either carry on and/or even improve if doing so is possible.
5. If someone seems too good to be truly good, they may just be—e.g., Dr. Ben Carson has shown how much intelligence does not equal wisdom, and how the supposedly-outsider conservative and retired neurosurgeon-turned-aspiring-POTUS is really a Dixiecrat to the core—one can't be a true Republican and good role model for African-American young men and women if he supports Tammany-Hall Trump and Andrew Jackson over Harriet Tubman.

In Spite Of That Certain People Have Hurt Me, And Because Other Certain People Have Hurt Me...

I think about quite a few of them from time to time, sometimes even often or every day. To some of them, I'd say, "I hate you" or "I hate you, too"—that's how much they hurt me. Not that I was always right—still, a spirit of unforgiveness and hypocrisy hurts; and some would say that I'm being a hypocrite, although my "I hate you"s are quite honestly a way to numb the pain from how they hurt me.

By the way, I told a former Chapelgate member that I'd not name other incidents because I'd made my point. However, I will name one other incident since Anti Semite Donald Trump seems to be on track to winning the U.S. Presidency; and the incident is even more unfunny now:

When I was a student at Chapelgate, I took Mrs. Bonnell's drama class. One of my fellow students (whom I will not name)—whom, by the way, is Jewish him- or her-self—thought funny to give a Nazi salute as apparent satire at the end of his skit during one of the class meetings. When I confronted Mrs. Bonnell about finding it funny, she told me, "I don't see Jesus in you"—and she left me in tears for it.

At the time, I was suspecting that I am Jewish; and before that—during the fallout of 9/11 and when I was learning about the Holocaust—my OCD/Anxiety set off, and partly because (though I didn't know it at the time) God was telling me that I am a Jew whom lost relatives in the Holocaust (Sometimes, one doesn't know what the Holy Spirit was doing until he or she looks back.). Later, she accused me of calling another student a Marxist—which I never did—in her "apology" non apology—someone else had jokingly called her that, and she thought that I did. By the way, why would I call someone whom I didn't even know well a political disciple of a self-hating-Jewish man whom stated, for example, the following?

We recognize in Judaism, therefore, a general anti-social element of the present time, an element which through historical development – to which in this harmful respect the Jews have zealously contributed – has been brought to its present high level, at which it must necessarily begin to disintegrate.

In the final analysis, the emancipation of the Jews is the emancipation of mankind from Judaism.

The Jew has already emancipated himself in a Jewish way.

“The Jew, who in Vienna, for example, is only tolerated, determines the fate of the whole Empire by his financial power. The Jew, who may have no rights in the smallest German state, decides the fate of Europe. While corporations and guilds refuse to admit Jews, or have not yet adopted a favorable attitude towards them, the audacity of industry mocks at the obstinacy of the material institutions.” (Bruno Bauer, The Jewish Question, p. 114)

As for an example of when I think about certain people in spite of that they've hurt me, I continue to think about (at least whom I thought was) a dear friend, father figure, and writing mentor (whose self estrangement from me still baffles me in many ways—as I've written, that estrangement threw me into a Depression flareup that is still ongoing in quite a few ways, especially as I await an update about the publication status of my second book.). 

As I've stated before, I also think about those whom've hurt me with a spirit of unforgiveness and hypocrisy—and when I didn't even do wrong to them, despite that I might've or did hurt their loved ones—and when I've made amends to those whom I've hurt.

Some—maybe even you—will have read all of this and nonetheless wonder why I think about the people whom've hurt me, and why I sometimes numb the pain with an "I hate you" or "I hate you, too" in my thoughts toward some of them—and especially when I've never forgotten what they said and/or did, let alone how they made and make me feel to this day.

Originally On WriterBeat: Disbanding #NeverTrump: Sorry, Reince...

That is not going to happen. For my part, I will not for a man whom:

1. keeps a copy of "My New Order" by his bedside.
2. basically calls Jews money obsessed (e.g., "the only kind of people I want counting my money..."; "You're not going to vote for me because I don't want your money.").
3. hates Jews otherwise.
4. has a cousin named John Walter whom is a literal Neo Nazi.

I could continue, though the point is that I'm smart and attuned enough to know that Donald Trump would literally begin another Sho'ah, and "Never again." means "Never again." for a reason. If you want to risk my life and other Jews' lives by uniting around Donald Trump, be my guest and think about how you're going to have to answer God someday—and every human will have to answer to God.

I myself will be able to tell God, "I stood for my people—yes, I stood for Israel. I learned and taught what 'Never again.' meant and means. I remembered that from the times of my fathers in Egypt to the times in which I lived, there had to be at least one person whom said that he or she would speak up for the sake of Israel."

By the way, remember that the U.S. is—hopefully still—an ally of Israel.

Open Letter To Dr. Ben Carson

I suppose that the cost of human lives during the Jackson Presidency means nothing to you. In 1832, Andrew Jackson sent Native Americans on the "Trail of Tears". 100 years later, an inspiree of Andrew Jackson was elected in Germany and implemented the so-called "Final Solution" 110 years after the Trail of Tears.

Then again, you blamed Jews for being unarmed during the Holocaust. You also stated that the Germans weren't armed, when only Jews were not allowed to be armed. The Germans and others (with few exceptions, among them German Dietrich Bonehoeffer and Dutchwoman Corrie ten Boom) willingly collaborated with the National Socialist party whom Germany elected and Europe overall. 

Yet, here you are supporting a nationalistic socialist. Then again, your support of Donald Trump makes total sense for you, given that you support a racist and an Anti Semite whose inspirations include a Pharaoh of his day (and Andrew Jackson virulently hated Jews, which is why the Anti Semites love and laud him) instead of Harriet Tubman, the African-American female Moses of her day.

Working On Becoming An Official Author

Please see my previous posts that involve this subject, by the way (Within the one post is another post, which is a disclaimer.). Meanwhile, here's my author bio on my recently-set-up Author Central Amazon Page:

"Born on January 23, 1990—almost three months early!—Nicole Czarnecki was not expected to live—let alone walk, talk, or write if she did live. Overcoming many odds—including surviving a Category-Three brainbleed which effected her to have Cerebral Palsy—Czarnecki lived to walk, talk, and write (despite that she didn't walk until May 26, 1994—which God must've scheduled in order for her to walk on her maternal grandmother's 67th birthday, thus giving her grandmother a wonderful birthday gift!).

"Czarnecki was expected to be able to only type and not write, and she ironically ended up writing with her left hand and typing with only her pointer finger on each of her hands! She uses the computer—including the Internet—quite prolifically, thus typing quite well in spite of what limitations she has. In fact, she was discovered by Hadassa WordPress when she had blogged for the "Times Of Israel", on which she typed quite a few blog entries!

"Her blog entries consisted of information such as how she found out that she is Jewish—which took her 18.5 years and two days to find out!—and how her father and paternal grandparents, particularly her paternal grandfather, were unamused that she had found out her real birth heritage (So much for being born a Polish-Lithuanian and Czechoslovakian American, since Ashkenazi-and-Sefardi-Jewish-descended American is much more accurate!). Eventually, nonetheless, the "Times of Israel" told her that the TOI blogosphere was moving in another direction and ended her blog, although archives of the blog are available—which is why she was surprised when Hadassa WordPress' Elena Djima offered her the opportunity to publish a book with Hadassa WordPress.

"Czarnecki took the opportunity, since she had been praying for an opportunity to—for example—find a career and pay off her student loans by doing something that she loved to do. Besides, being on SSI benefits and almost $25K in student-loan debt made (and at the time of this writing, makes) her feel like a burden on the taxpayer and like she had (and has) wasted her time going to UMBC—since what was (and is) worth having a degree if all she was (and is) worth was (and is) a burden, waste, and stigma because of her disability and her mental illnesses?

"Meanwhile, her disability and mental illnesses are part of what inspired her to become an author and otherwise a writer—she wanted to use all that she had endured (including her disability and mental illnesses, and having her heritage from her) to write down—as she puts it—the real stories (from which her first book gets its title). She also wanted to use her creativity to write stories for which her life provided much fodder—as she wrote in her first book, "Because of the creativity that my father possesses and has often misused, I have said that my father could be a wonderful author of fiction. Little did I know that his misuse of his creativity stems from his feeling that he needed to hide the very things that he wished (and, I assume, still wishes) that God had not created to be in his life...In contrast to my father, I view my inheritance of yetziratiyut Yehudit as a way to both relay real stories and create stories that are inspired and/or informed by the stories which I can't and didn't make up". 

"Besides writing, Czarnecki participates in activities such as spending time with her fur daughter—a two-year-old Maltipoo named Reilly Rosalita, whom'll always remain the puppy of her "Momma"—and dogsitting her sister's Maltipoo, one-year-old Camille Dominique (whom is Reilly's twice-removed cousin through their common Poodle ancestors, the parents of Apple and great-grandparents of Apple's grandniece Tootsie—and the story of Apple, Reilly's mother, being the grandaunt of Tootsie, Camille's mother, are among the stories which she can't and didn't make up!).

"(Czarnecki is also in the process of getting her second book published.)"