Isaiah 12.3 With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation.

Ratchet Rob “Happy to turn off your water” Hunter, City Commissioner of Water and Head of the Department of Water Mismanagement will turn off the water (third time I think) at the Peachtree-Pine shelter at 5 pm on Tuesday, June 30. The Task Force has raised only $3000 of the $15,000 necessary to maintain water service. Water at the emergency shelter serves 600 people using 28 toilets, 28 sinks, 17 showers and drinking water from several fountains. Hundreds have brought huge quantities of water; thousands need to bring checks to help meet this life and death emergency. Checks can be made out to: Atlanta Task Force for the Homeless, Inc. The Task Force is a 501-(c)-3 non-profit organization, registered with Georgia’s Secretary of State. The Task Force’s Tax ID # is: 58 – 1715897; the mailing address is: 477 Peachtree Street NE, Atlanta, GA 30308. Hundreds will appreciate any help, water or money or both.

Exposing the Heart

June 25, 2009

The Franklin/Starnes team is committed to the disappearing of the homeless population from Atlanta. All the members of that team from Hosby to memo signer Bonnie Ware declare that they are the “molders of human fate and the givers of all good.” (Daniel Berrigan) They are not what they say they are, and they are not what they appear to be. When pressed, like the chameleon these lizards change their color. The truth brings out their true colors.

The comment quoted in full below was sent to my blog. I post it because it so perfectly captures the “heart” and posture of the present City of Atlanta government. I pray that everyone reads it and digests it. I thank Riptide for so clearly articulating the heartbeat of city hall. I’ve asked that this comment be put into a pamphlet for distribution everywhere as my feeble blog these days has only a few hundred readers. The Goliath team applause will be thunderous when they behold their reflexion in Riptide’s mirror. Again, let me thank Riptide for showing his heart. The writing is adequate in spots, needing grammatical polish here and there. Like President Clinton, Riptide is not sure what is is. Enjoy this “liberal guilt” basher.

“It is ridiculous how your organization continues to subsidize the lives of able-bodied male drug addicts and alcoholics who frankly are too lazy to hold a real job. Having conversed with many of the people you claim to help, its (sic) apparent that their lives consist of trying to hustle up a few dollars each day so they can support habits and then returning to your shelter for a little bit of sleep so they can do it all over again the next day. This is not real poverty like in the third world-its (sic) self-inflicted misery that no amount of money will cure.

If you really cared about the lives of your residents, you would mandate drug and alcohol testing as a condition of their stay. Otherwise you are just assuaging your feelings of liberal guilt, at the expense of this great city and those you pretend to want to help.

I’ll bet you don’t have the guts to post this on your blog.”

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution has served for years as the newsletter supporting the Shirley Franklin/Czar Debi Starnes team committed to disappearing homeless people from Atlanta. The team effort, of course, includes the elimination of the largest and most “disgusting” shelter in the Southeast, the Atlanta Task Force for the Homeless, Inc.
The June 24 edition of Atlanta’s only “daily” carried the slanted, half-truth article “Water on at Shelter.” This is an example of the one-sided coverage always given the Task Force. The article states accurately that a “Fulton County judge on Tuesday ordered the restoration of water service to the Metro Atlanta Task Force for the Homeless shelter.” The article stated further that the Task Force must pay $15,000 by next Tuesday. The above is true. But it is only a smidgen of what was ordered in that Superior Court, Judge Ural Glanville, presiding. I can’t wait to tell you. I can’t wait to tell my children. I can’t wait to tell my grandchildren. I can’t wait to tell the souls who collect my garbage. They work for these phonies.

I will not write a word of the proceedings in that courtroom until our attorneys approve my songs. I will tell you that legal terms like “discover” and “subpoena” and ” “depositions” filled the air. I will tell you that the judge said among other things to the city attorneys that this hearing is about far more than unpaid water bills. I will tell you that four City of Atlanta attorneys looked as though they had fouled their small clothes. I will tell you that Czar Debi Starnes stared at her cell phone as though she wanted to eat it. I will tell you that the Commissioner of Water, Rob Hunter, chief of the Department of Water Mismanagement with his ever-present purple head, was having some difficulty not swallowing his tongue. I will tell you that memo-signing Bonnie Ware stared at the cranium of Czar Starnes as if to say, “Hold me, mama!” The Goliath team staggared.

You know, I know City Hall always wins, momentarily. Colossians 2.15 tells me so. But I have the strangest sense that these lying pretenders in the days ahead will know, at least, that they have been in the ring.

Having cut off drinking and flushing water on Monday, June 22, Atlanta Mayor Shirley Franklin sends relief to the 600 living there.  In the wee hours of the morning, word came from Deep Throat at City Hall (The Outhouse) that relief is on the way.  Having consulted with her advisor, “Czar” Debi Starnes, her writer Bonnie Ware and long-time champion for the poor, Bruce Gunter,  Mayor Franklin has decided to send real relief to Peachtree-Pine: 600 gallons of KOOL AID, a gallon for each resident.  Bruce Gunter, always close to the money, asked that the residents pay cash for the potion.  The Mayor reiterated that the KOOL AID is her GIFT to the unfortunate. Starnes requested that 5 gallons be sent to Anita Beaty.  The Mayor concurred.  Gunter then asked that the KOOL AID be GREEN.   The Mayor denied that request.

Luke 16.22-24  “Now the poor man died and was carried away by the angels to Abraham’s bosom; and the rich man also died and was buried.  In Hell he lifted up his eyes being in torment, and saw Abraham far away and Lazarus in his bosom.  And he cried out and said, ‘Father Abraham have mercy on me, and send Lazarus so that he may dip the tip of his finger in WATER and cool off my tongue, for I am in agony in this flame.'”  NEW AMERICAN STANDARD BIBLE

James Wilson Beaty, PhD 
Jeremiah 22.16
June 23, 2009

Czarina Debi Starnes, Mayor Shirley Franklin’s familiar and her Carl Rove to mastermind the disappearing of homeless people, says time and again that only 350 people are sheltered at the Task Force’s Peachtree-Pine facility.  Lie number one:  the facility averages 575 year round.  Then the self-proclaimed “Czar” says through poor Bonnie Ware’s Memo to the city hall world that the city has places for all the men at Peachtree-Pine to go when that stench closes.  Lie number two: Starnes’ places are nonexistent, or perhaps they sit alongside Rene Glover’s housing for the thousands of displaced persons tossed from the Atlanta Housing Authority.  If it walks like a duck. talks like a duck and lies like a rug, it bears false witness.  Starnes can tell the world forever that she’s saving the homeless.  Lie number three: she’s placed and paid by the “principalities and powers” to disappear the homeless population and its chief protector: the Atlanta Task Force for the Homeless. 

Jim Beaty  Jeremiah 22.16

Dear Payne from Maine: Your splendid poem has several literary allusions. First Cerberus is the dog from hell with three throats. Also, that monster clearly mirrors another, Czar Debi Does Atlanta Starnes, whose barking from hell endlessly speaks to the spiritual history of Atlanta in its oppression of the poor in so many of its draconian policies. Because of your limerick I believe we;ll have a contest with the winning entry receiving a picture of Debi Does Atlanta Starnes. The Czar as you know is highly photogenic. Thank you for you comment. Love, dad

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Good doctor:

Here’s my limerick –

There once was a man named Beaty
Who knew a dog from Hades
He heard it bark on
So he grabbed his gun
And said,”sounds like a woodcheck to me!”

WOOF WOOF!

Good doctor: Here’s my limerick – There once was a man named Beaty Who knew a dog from Hades He heard it bark on So he grabbed his gun And said,”sounds like a woodcheck to me!” WOOF WOOF! gregopayne@yahoo.com
Payne from Maine
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Jake’s Limerick

June 17, 2009

jakecarpenter5@gmail.com
24.252.204.253

I think you may like this one:

In Atlanta there lives a czarina
And you just might need a subpoena
To find out who pays her
For it’s not the mayor
That funds this anti-Athena

"Fight One More Round"

June 11, 2009

World heavyweight champion from 1892-1897, Gentleman Jim Corbett is the father of modern boxing.  With his 72 inch reach he beat the great John L. Sullivan.  With his autobiography, THE ROAR OF THE CROWD, he showed character beyond the ring.  His life reveals more than a gifted fighter: heart, compassion, reach that helped those about him.  When I am below down I love Gentleman Jim Corbett for his words that get me back in the ring:

“Fight one more round.  When your arms are so tired that you can hardly lift your hands to come on guard, fight one more round.  When your nose is bleeding and your eyes are black and you are so tired that you wish your opponent would crack you on the jaw and put you to sleep, fight one more round–remembering that the man who fights one more round is never whipped.”

One of my spiritual mentors wrote on June 3, 2009: “It’s fun to think of all the official crap that was either commissioned or rewarded in ancient Israel (e.g. Obadiah) — yet miraculously what survives is Jeremiah, Amos, Isaiah, Micah, II Kings.  I’m praying your blog survives the AJC to mark Atlanta’s place in spiritual history.”

I’m grateful to my friend for this dynamite.  The phrase “Atlanta’s place in spiritual history” chills to the bone.  Brings to mind the sweet bard of Avon’s “struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more.”

The Saturday and Sunday editions of the ATLANTA JOURNAL CONSTITUTION, May 30 and 31, quote the venerable PROTIP BISWAX (S), sorry, I’m relaxed, as saying that The Center at Peachtree Pine is a “disgusting place.”  BISWAS owns the title  Executive Director of United Way’s Commission on Homelessness (Mayor Franklin’s Commission that will end homelessness according to cleanup hitter,  Horace Sibley.  Sibley is one of those wonderful people who brought Atlanta the Olympics in 1996.}  When I read BISWAS’S cleverness I had to honor him with a limerick.  Please write one for me on your favorite City/County leader;  let it be my father’s day gift.  I’ll blog it if you send it.

 

Dedicated to the one I love, Protip Biswax:

A pompous young man named Protip

On a slanderous day let his tongue slip

Said he, Peachtree Pine is “disgusting”

Now all day long he’s adjusting

“Cause his job, as they say, took a long trip.

James Wilson Beaty

Jeremiah 22.16

June 3, 2009