Piano Welsher

When we get to thinking about one thing and it reminds us of another and teaches us something ...

I've been without a piano now for over a year and a half because the grotty apartment could not take the weight and I was not allowed what I love most after my child.

 I miss it every day and it rips up another little piece of my heart, as it did today when I heard a piece on classical KING-FM that I learned from Mildred Coleman's patience with an untrained, grown student after my six free lessons.

I thought about when I bought my first piano having never had a lesson. Age 19 while being a nanny to four children for a local celebrity family. Wrote songs on it starting 1972 after you and I  rendevoused when you were graduating from Command and General Staff School in Ft. Leavenworth. I had to sell it during university years in Seattle to pay tuition one term for the B.A. in Arabic language and literature, Near Eastern Studies before leaving for London and graduate school. 

I thought about the passing of a fellow student at S.O.A.S. who gave me a full-harp upright piano when I was living in the Duke Street 5th-floor flat which Major Johnson called a grotty garret. I played that piano for years, until I left London in 1985 with my child and returned Stateside.

And then ... I thought about the fact that you didn't give me a piano to play all those months I was in Bahrain. When you were 17 and I was 18, we talked about my longing throughout the entirety of my childhood for a piano and was not allowed to have one. You promised me that I'd never be without one again.

You welshed on that promise, too. You even welshed when I was in Bahrain for five months in 1980 and 1981. There was no piano in the apartment, admittedly which you did not provide for me, but that is not the point. It really is the least that you could have done while you were busy planning a fictional terrorist operation and blaming it on Iran. 

I deserved the fun, damn it. I still do.

I gave up my music to study what pleased you, years and years of it. You couldn't even keep your word about the fucking piano.

I want you to be a peacemaker, but you're welshing on that too and it could be the best thing you could do in your life.

#Bahrain #HamadbinIsaAlKhalifa #London #Seattle #Piano #Welsher #Liar 

Will A Caliph Take Down A Killer Prince? I Ask You.

Watching the brilliant Erdogan slowly reel out the evidence that Mohammed bin Salman Al Saud himself orchestrated the brutal torture and murder and bonesaw destruction of the body of journalist Jamal Khashoggi (God rest his soul) reminded me of a talk we had years ago. 

It was before I understood the politics involved but certainly not before you did.

Erdogan's involvement in Syria and Iraq has led some scholars and analysts (who know more than I do about history in this particular area and whose online or printed output I read) to refer to the President of Turkey as Sultan Erdogan.

Erdogan's political skills are no match for either Mohammed bin Salman or the fox who thinks no one is looking, i.e., Mohammed bin Zayed or Mo Zayed's Palestinian pit bull, Mohammed Dahlan. 

Erdogan has outfoxed our moron in the White House, got Trump's knickers in a twist because he needs the traitorous Bonesaw Al Saud for the Trump Kushner Netanyahoo Adelson "No- Palestine-Peace-Plan." Erdogan has put out irrefutable evidence that Bonesaw gave the order, was in on the multi-part, multi-man plan, and demanded the head on a platter after it was pulled out of the diplomatic bag.* 

It seems obvious that President Erdogan will accept nothing less than the removal of Bonesaw from any possibility of him inheriting the Custody of the Two Holy Mosques, as surely the immoral killer should not hold such an honor. 

It is also no secret that there is a rivalry between the Turks and the Wahhabists to lead the Sunni umma. Erdogan has proven himself time after time in the face of obstacles set upon him by you chaps in the Persian Gulf and your Western enablers.

All the bots and trolls aren't going to be enough to keep the lurid, gut-turning details of the Khashoggi murder from the majority of the people throughout the kingdoms and emirates. They may not be able to publicly condemn Bonesaw and his vile crimes against Yemen or this murder or his agreement to give away Palestine, but they're going to be made aware. They're going to know that Erdogan is providing evidence to rid the neighborhood and maybe the world of this mass killer. Erdogan is going to earn himself a lot of "good will" if he can truly take the killer down.

I was thinking about that today when I remembered that I asked you this: Do you think there will be a Caliph in our lifetime? Do you think there is a Muslim leader who could be as powerful as the Pope? I mean, other than the Shia Grand Ayatollah Khomeini was or the current Iranian Leader Ayatollah Khamanei? A Sunni leader? I know Bonesaw wants to be that leader still, but his gifts to the younger generation of dancehalls, stages now adorned with American female singers in skimpy outfits, golf buddies with the Trump cult and a silly standing wall called NEOM will not provide him with leadership skills in major Muslim countries unless he buys all the corrupt bankers, businessmen and hereditary families in those countries with Arabia's wealth while the people can't drive on the flooded streets in winter or buy a decent house in major cities.

It would be far more intriguing to discuss that subject now, at least to me.

*(Hell, considering the dialogue which has been released to the public in written form and multiple venues, it wouldn't surprise me if Bonesaw has the dead man's head stuffed like a trophy in a special little room, kinda like the stuffed giant lion or tiger, I forget which, you had mounted on a platform on the floor in the small room off your old BDF office at the Defense Ministry in the early 1980s. You know the one.)

#Erdogan #MohammedBinSalman #Bonesaw #MohammedBinZayed #MohammedDahlan #AyatollahKhomeini #Bahrain #Turkey #Caliph #Yemen #Bahrain #UAE #AlSaud #Palestine #Israel #Trump #Netanyahu #SultanErdogan

Guitars Take Trips, But They Ain't No Piano

(Blah, blah, blah. There was text here, but I cut it, need it for something else. Summary: a guitar works in a limited way for a singer and musician who loves the piano, but better than nothing, and my guitar went from London to Damascus to Bahrain to Santa Monica and Seattle.)



And now I'm blaming you because I don't have a piano or a house in which to play it. Try and make sense of that.



(Meanwhile, tomorrow is the first day of November and NaNoWriMo, so I'll be busy writing 225 pages of the next book over the month and this is likely the last post for a bit.)



#Bahrain #NaNoWriMo