Congressman Ben Ray Lujan and his Dad

It was a real lesson for me. Being an asshole just because it's fun and one can easily do it ...WILL come back on you.

I started the day spamming the Internet, trashing people ... old John Coventry flamer style but with new skills and juice. Mocking my neighbors and old political easy targets, shooting to the top of Google searches with easy. Most of the shit I hurled was at the Wilderness Gate neighborhood, former Governor Bill Richardson and Congressman Ben Ray Lujan ... and I am sorry.

G-d blessed me with instant Karma. I went to Kaune's store. I was going to buy some milk but I noticed all the police cars in front of Round House and flashed on it being the memorial service for Ben Ray Lujan's father Ben Lujan Sr.

I spoke briefly with the Congressman about his father and I was humbled by the humanity of dealing with one father's death and a deep grief that lasts even if the passing was a while ago. The grief and guilt is made so much harder when you are public figure.

I crossed the street back to Kaune's where chilled from the weather and the harshness of life I joked with one of the workers that I really didn't want to buy anything I "just wanted to warm up."  And again I was humbled when I saw a 'homeless' friend of mine and his old dog Butterball.  I ask Dandi if he needed a ride. Dandi lives in a 8 ft. by 8 ft by 6 ft high place on public land up by Wilderness Gate. He had just gotten out of the hospital after a 10 day near critical battle with an infection.

Dandi related how after passing out in the Library his dog try to protect him from the EMT people that came to help. I recalled I was on the plaza more then 11 years ago when he got the dog that over the years has become a real "service dog." When Dandi went into the Hospital the dog was put into the animal shelter. As he told his story I was internally overcome by memories of Red Ted and his dogs, Richard (dress man) the poet, and one-eyed Ted ...  all 'homeless' people who died and had spent time living in the mountain open space near Wilderness Gate.

I thought about now homeless Jerry who I had worked with at the Census. He lost his house recently to a questionable eviction. The fucking cops had come to his house after being told by the housing authorities that he was in the house illegally. They hauled him off to jail. While locked up his dog of 11 years was sent to the animal shelter and put down because it was "un-adoptable."

After giving Dandi a ride 'home' I went home and prayed.  I prayed I stopped wasting my time on the computer.  I prayed for a focus away from ego and illusion.  I prayed that I can help in some way.

Bill Richardson's Cuba - Phil Schiliro's Santa Fe - Obama's orders

Bill Richardson in Cuba trying to secure release of a U.S. spy. Richardson gives the 'Helping Hand" (Hand Pi) sign.

Bill Richardson has been long known for a giving a helping hand in securing release of U.S. citizens being held by what Bill Clinton called the "Bad guys." "Send Richardson," Clinton said, "The Bad Guys like him." But the Cubans wanted more out of Obama than he could offer. Phil Schiliro, Obama's chief Head Counter, knew nothing that Obama could openly offer would get by Congress. The Cubans made a counter offer of a third helping of beans for which the former U.S. Secretary of Tortilla had just had to refuse (pictured above).

Bill Richardson has spent more time in Wilderness Gate the its newest heavy Phil Schiliro.  Steve Flance, Mayor David Coss and former Gov. Richardson would hang out at Flance's pad. They didn't spend much time listening to another Wilderness Gate resident, fabulous composer - the late Peter Lieberson and his wonderful opera singer wife, the late Lorraine Hunt Lieberson. At least in Wilderness Gate its true ... "Only the good die young."

With only fifty lots in Wilderness Gate I think there are more lawyers per acre than Santa Fe in general ... and that my friend is saying something.  Hollywood lawyer,  lawyer for Thornburg, lawyer from Houston who became President of the neighborhood association ... hows that happen?

Vote for Jody Schiliro

Jody Schiliro and Fat Bill himself.

When Phil and Jody Schiliro party they party with the right people. Bill Richardson, Steven Spielberg, Blair Underwood, Ari Emanuel and his gay brother Rahm, Katie Couric, Michael Bloomberg, and Colin Powell ... and that was just one dinner a few years ago.

What can they look forward to as far as party animals in Santa Fe? Fat Bill is still here (sometimes).  Tom and Jill Udall, an older and duller version of Schiliros, are still here.  Rahm Emanual comes every once and awhile to see his boy friend Ben Ray Lujan. Johnny Depp just left after buying up all the local kind bud.

Wilderness Gate is not really that hip. It was at once when there was a direct connection to both Rickey Nelson and the artist Christo at the same time. But I'm sure the Schiliro will soon enjoy the elitist self-engrossment of Wilderness Gate for themselves and add to its glorious whiteness. At least John Coventry is dead and gone ... the fucking sicko.