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BACK TO THE POWER AGAIN...
BACK TO THE POWER AGAIN...
Wondering where I have been lately?
Last week on precisely the same day and approximately the same time my Mom passed two years ago, Mom came for my Dad.
The past two years were a great struggle for him. He was heartbroken.
But he kept on notwithstanding.
He kept his considerable medical issues at bay and remained engaged with a community that held him in the greatest esteem.
In the end he fell and hit his head…it was fast.
What is most relevant to we of Zero Hedge is as follows:
He and my Mom both lived through the terror and hell of WWII as youngsters. They both experienced the scenes we are witnessing constantly today first hand.
Bombs dropping, fleeing with everything you own on your back or in your pocket and the fear of not knowing what happens next.
They both traveled extensively, including in particular to those places we now see in complete mayhem, Syria being just one example.
He knew his history and geography backwards and forwards and would never express an opinion unless he knew his shit. I tested my ideas on him daily.
I will tell you what he thought of the current state of world affairs. It is simple. He was appalled.
He was appalled at discovering that nothing has changed since the big wars: Guns and chaos for paper profit.
He was appalled at the role of our country principally in creating that chaos which currently reigns over the planet.
And he was appalled at the feckless bankster obseqium of ALL the consummate morons and political bagmen populating Vichy DC.
As many of you know, so was my Mom.
Although he was not engaged with ZH daily as she was (he was not computer savy), he agreed with the gist of what is said here.
He was proud of the tenacity of my output and worried how I could continue forward.
I could go on with this memoriam, but I will not.
It is simple, they are both gone and I will carry the colors in the name of their memory.
They both served our country with honour and will receive the appropriate send off.
He died with his boots on holding the fort as they say.
Yes, I am sad, but I really could not think of a better way.
Given the circumstances, I believe we were signalled by the two of them not to worry, everything is fine wherever they are. And I know they are up there raising hell against the shit heads down below.
I appreciate this and I am at peace.
Thanks Mom and good bye Dad…
Peace to you both
When that great Kings return to clay,
Or Emperors in their pride,
Grief of a day shall fill a day,
Because its creature died.
But we -- we reckon not with those
Whom the mere Fates ordain,
This Power that wrought on us and goes
Back to the Power again.
The Burial, Rudyard Kipling
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Once again, thank you everyone. Your thoughts and prayers go way beyond measure.
WB7
Thank you for all you do, William.
I love you man.
My friend just died. He was French, born old enough to be a teen during the Nazi invasion. As a teen at home, In his spare time he couriered messages for the underground, while the occupational anglo-fauxcaheberews shot at him for practice.
If that wasn't enough afterward he attended boarding school in London. He fought many battles as The Frog. Having already fought a war, he held his position with honors against his anglo-normongrel peers.
Then off to the French Legion in Vietnam, 1956. If he was ours, he earned several bronze and silver stars, and a purple heart that would have killed everybody reading this. There goes your expectation of fuckershuntus accreditation standards. But for the capitalist intent of a few enterprising vietnamese who found him, and saved him, to sell him back, this true story would have long ago slipped without notice through the hourglass.
I gotcha. Are you awake?
He was born well, so after fighting Nazis in France and fighting communism in Vietnam, retiring due to his serial proximity to death, after some rehab he then completed Harvard. Same Frog, just a better batting average.
After doing that, everything you'll ever struggle with is easy. Bichez.
Goodbye, brother.
Just thinking of you.....Know you made your parents proud.
Probably far more than you realize. It mattered.
Apologies for being so late to this thread, William, but sending sincere condolences and love and Light to you and yours.
Edit: ... and I loved the song. Perfect. :)
The best tribute to your parents .... is to reject socialism with every breath .... and to promote liberty ! I will go easy on you for a couple of days .... then it's back to business !
Socialism eh?
Mr 32 weeks, you have plenty to learn including some basic etiquette.
Sincere condolences to you, Banzai. I feel for your sadness & loss. i read it all & cried as i read the article.
They are proud of you. I am.
One of your pictures first brought me to ZH. I thank your parents for bringing you into this world, it's a better place because of the truth you speak to power.
William please know that I am sorry for your loss. Losing parents is the most difficult, next to a child. Be well.
I just want to mention one thing to everyone who still has a surviving loved one. Even though I was on Facetime or Skype with him twicw daily. He told me the hardest thing to get over was the loneliness. Now my Dad had plenty of family and friends around him offering to help him, bringing him great meals etc. It is still tough because they all have their own lives and it is a good thing that my living style is unorthodox so I was able to spend more time with him.
Just remember this when taking care of your loved ones. There can be no max on the number of good hours spent together. Once they are gone they are gone.
William,
I'm so sorry for your loss. I am grateful for everything you share. I am also grateful to those fine people who brought WB7 into the world.
This fellow orphan feels your pain.
A lovely tribute, William.
No one can say anything that will lessen the pain of loosing your parents, or anyone loved one. I can offer you only words that were said to me years ago. The intensity of the pain will never decrease. But, the waves of pain, as time passes, will decrease.
I usually do not comment on your blog, but this past two weeks was especially hard on me as well for I am morning my own loss.
I don't know you, but I wish you well. May the angels of the lord watch over you as you make this journey through the rest of your life. May your life have meaning and good karma. In many ways, I fear our generation's journey will be a difficult one; and for those who have passed on, rest in peace knowing you have transcended the ills of man.
William, my heartfelt condolences.
Your parents live on through you, and through your art. When I wear my "Abunai!" T-shirt tomorrow in their honor, a small part of their "spirit", in a very literal sense, will be presented to everyone I encounter.
Hang in there.
Deleted double post. Sorry.
My family's profound condolences go out to you, yours, and all your parents' friends that they touched.
No one gets out of this place alive.
Indeed no one does
I lost my Dad when I was 53 years old. Occasionally, I or one of the kids will do something right and I will pick up the phone thinking I'm going to tell him about it, only to realize that nobody at that number gives a shit anymore. I keep wondering when that will stop happening. So far ..... never.
Hi William. I'm more a lurker but loyal ZH reader. I lost my Dad over a year ago. In my experience it was worse when my Mum went as she was such a powerhouse and I went through a full blown "midlife" but emerged a different man. Condolences and peace to you. Midlife orphanage is a weird place to be in.
It is another passage of life. You know it will come but you can never be prepared for it.
Sorry, William.
Though you are grieving, you will keep the work going, as an overcomer and, well, because there are so many Keynesians in the world.
God bless, William. My sincerest condolences. Very sad news, indeed.
Sincere condolences and stay strong, brother.
Your parents' work sustains us, William.
No greater tribute to your parents than they gave us You, and facilitated your work. Feel honored to have known them this long, you were fortunate. Peace.
What a great eulogy. They are proud I am certain.
WB, you were truly blessed in having two wonderful, thoughtful Parents. You were very lucky, to have a Dad, that was so knowledgable, yet thoughtful in sharing his ideas, his theories and his passion for what was right. And your Mom, was the bookend, on the opposite side. What wonderful support that had to be. The result was you and you've truly had an impact on how we view the world and the evil people that want to run it. You have a mission to carry out, you know it, we know it. Your hard hitting Artwork has the passion of the Propaganda Posters of the past, but have the power of Truth running through them too. Keep up the good fight!
William, your parents are off to a higher calling and will be spared from another WWII type event in their lives. You have a vision of what the world could be without the chains of corruption. It seems to be an obvious omen that your father passed exactly one year after your mother. Please continue to use your powerful artwork as a peaceful weapon of change. God bless you and your dear parents.
my condolences WB...lost both of my folks within 14 months, tough sledding for a while ...
“I'm not afraid of death; I just don't want to be there when it happens.”
? Woody Allen
It is said that death ends a life, not a relationship. You still say Mom and Dad even though they are not here. Forever and ever they are referred to as your Mom and Dad as you will be remembered as someone’s Dad or brother or whatever relative you are to them. The name is not important but the fact that they lived is. It is forever that they lived and death only reminds us that they did.
The memories and love stay forever. Soon they become the only thoughts that enter the mind and heart. The passing is soon just an episode, while their life is still remembered as the parade.
My condolences on both their passing’s, but I celebrate their having lived as your presence will remind us every day.
And thank them for that.
I'm not afraid of death either. The passage of time is the only thing that scares me.
Peace be with you, William. I just lost my mother in law, who at 86 yrs old finished writing her second book on the corruption, lies, criminality, rapacious greed, and the intentional dismantling of rights given to us by our founding fathers, by the sociopaths who currently rule this world.
She was a staunch patriot, who like you, felt it necessary to try and wake people the fuck, up. She was also a poet, artist, musician, dancer, and world traveller. My wife was adopted by this strong, loving woman, and is now orphaned (again). It is still very difficult, but is IS getting better.
Stay strong.
My sincerest condolences. The greatest tribute one can give to their parents is who they are as a person.
Sorry for you loss William. Carry on the good fight.
sorry for your loss, i'll be joining you soon enough and then them. life is a river.
I can't say it better than those who have already expresed their support for you here WB7, but I am truly sorry for your loss. Take the time you need to heal and always know that you have a whole family here that loves and supports you.
My sincere condolences on your loss, William. A mantle passes to you at this time, that of the family patriarch. It's a bit scary to be the final arbiter of family affairs, no longer able to refer to the wisdom and authority of the seated patriarch. All physical family treasures and momentos are now under your stewardship too. As that mantle of responsibility settles onto your shoulders I pray that it rests comfortably, as I'm confident that it will.
You will be fine, and you'll continue to uplift and encourage us less gifted souls. I thank you for your great contribution.
God Bless you and yours, William.
live well like your father wanted.
Condolences William. Not easy. Not easy at all.
The best to you and yours, and know that your Father is at peace.
Bless them our fallen warriors who fought well for rightness and goodness.
Bless them also that they raised a thoughtful young warrior in the midst of waring.
I bless the young warrior, too.
Thank you William. Well written. Your presence on ZH has always added a unique dimension that simply could not be replaced. I'm sure your parents were always proud of you. Carry on. Best regards.
All my best wishes in sympathy of your loss, William.
Your Dad and Mom will always be with you. They continue on as a source of strength of spirit for us who survive them and they help us navigate this ephemeral world.
Their values and education of us live on within ourselves along with something much more - their eternal spiritual guidance and protection.
Your work provides a much needed awakening in an approachable way.
Thank you! I am grateful.
Just heard over at silverdoctors about your lose.
My condolences.......
Coming from a similar background, the thing we can do that they didn't or couldn't is to have a plan B and a plan C. But yes, they taught us to live on little and enjoy life. And their "can you top this" war stories (told with amusement) were an experience Americans can't imagine.
the more things change............the more they stay the same.
Thank you for your thoughtful post, a nice read first thing in the morning. Prayers for you and your family.