
How lucky we are to know GREAT COMPANY!
Above, I'm a happy fella with Madame Marie-Marthe Balin Franck Paul in Little Haiti, Miami, January of 2023. after Maryse and I brought computers and JAMBARS for students in Haiti. Photo by Maryse.
Mme. Franck Paul, Maryse's aunt, now 87, is founder and Principal of College Canapé-Vert in Port-au-Prince. Click to visit our Partners in education at stickingupforchildren.com. Again, many are those who do good ... without an iota of A.I.!

Leftward, lights are strung about a Live Oak in New Orleans City Park by a Park volunteer, Christmas-time of 2022. We make these freely adorned lights Symbol for the TRACK-A-DAY feature that's staring on July 30. 2023. Over 100 songs and poems for music have come to me since 1988. What better can I do than give back from the brilliance that partner musicians have delivered?
First track offered on the Sticking Up For Children (SUFC, don't-cha-know?) Jukebox is "Bobee (What A Spirit Walks That Way)" from Roger Lewis' album ALRIGHT!. We start with three excerpts from Roger, Herlin Riley and Kirk Joseph of the Rivers Answer Moons band and then. come Wednesday July 2, "Bobee ..." with Herlin and me on vocals.


Happy as we may be to enjoy great families and friends, wherever we live, we know by now, July of 2023, that we, the working-class and middle-class people of the world, are under Global
Attack. Those Corporations that lack conscience (the 100 Strategic Partners of the World Economic Forum for prime examples) have embarked from 9/11/01 into " 'COVID-19' " forward
on programs to use Big Lies and 21st-century technologies (technologies that are our classes' inventions) to reduce our freedoms more into mass enslavement or mass 'Sudden Death Syndrome'. Our genius, however, rebels and re-arises with irresistible compassion and creativity. My pieces in the Flipping the Script blog over on the WeAreRevolutions website and pieces on the Stands the Human Being blog and Substack are offerings that combine with many, many--millions unto billions--who REALLY 'Improve' humanity through their insights and resistance.

ALBUMS. Three from I/R Records are among the top 25 Jazz albums charted by Roots Music
ReportS for the year 2022. Listen on Bandcamp and Download in full fidelity there.
The World Economic Forum and its 100 Strategic
Partners among especially exploitative Corporations of the Neo-Colonial world are waging a War Against Humanity that has accelerated over the past four years under covers of " 'COVID' " and " 'Climate Change' ". Call it the WEF WAH for short.
The series of WEF Files profiles, offered here through my Stands the Human Being blog and Substack presents leading Agenda Contributors to the WEF as extremely driven and energetic individuals ... who have become pathological imbeciles in their services to the WEF's global Techno-Fascism, the WEF's 21st-century 'New World Order' of enslavement by Banks of the Northern Hemisphere.
Among the profiled are J. Michael Evans of Ali Baba (and once of Goldman Sachs), Helen Hai of Binance and the United Nations, and more obvious subjects such as Bill Gates, Chrystia Freeland, and Justin Trudeau.

"Prosecute 'Em!", cataloging crimes against masses of
humans during our " 'COVID-19' " era, is part of my
'Stands the Human Being' blog and Substack.
You are one / Light among / Many Lights, / Ever-changing, / Invaluable, / And meant to shine / Ev'ry moment of our lives.

Rod, the Manitoulin Kid
Now, Rod, that shock of black hair
Like an electric bluff,
Forward as your fellow Welshman’s green fuse,
Upright as an angry Corgi’s,
And your eyes of tender wonder
Like eggshells cracking on a child’s Christmas morning,
And that white T-shirt
With your pack of Camels rolled up in one short-sleeve
WHILE you—my “Dad”, my stepfather,
“Rod”—SOMERSAULTED, trying for a catch,
On the Silver Beach Elementary School field
Of grass shadowed by Evergreens, Bellingham, Washington,
Your slippery-souled Wellington boots high in the air—
What could Grammie or our “Beachcombers” ball-team make
Of one so wild and innocent as you?
You never left that Island, Rod,
Manitoulin in Lake Superior,
“The largest freshwater Island in the world”,
No matter where you roamed.
There you began at age 10
To hunt and fish and trap like a providing Dad—
The father who was gone—
For your kid sister and brother Richard
And your let-me-make-a-table-full-of-pastries mother Ruth….
Those 1930s of Souplines across Canada, too,
Before you joined the Merchant Marine at age 16
To add your oar to the second Great War.
You never left that Island, Rod:
Beat and alien as Ti Jean
With your ’47 Harley across Canada and down to Uncle John’s
In Santa Monica;
Stylish and distinguished as could be
With your black ’52 Mercedes Cabriolet and white ’56 Porsche
356 Speedster convertible in Bellingham, 1965;
With the tastes that you and Betty,
My mother, shared for Pogo and the Hi-Lo’s,
Errol Garner and the Andrews Sisters,
Count Basie and “the Duke”;
With your Leicas, Nikons, and Blaupunkt reel-to-reel,
Rod, ever aspiring, ever noble
In the hopes that you two, we three,
Shared, too, for our new United States,
Embodied in the name chosen for the baby
Stillborn in 1957, Lincoln;
With that will to make with
Love anew, you two tried again
And we had Courtenay and then Kenton.
You never left that Island, Rod.
So you gutted on the driveway
Of our “Little Pink House” on Jolanna Lane
In suburban Sacramento
A roadkill jackrabbit, as Ojibway friends
Of yours might do, its life not gone to waste.
Shocking to Grammie, strange even to Beachcombers,
You were and are great as Nature’s values,
Rod, wild and innocent,
Beloved for giving and tenderness.
Don Paul
August 4, 2022
for Memorial Gathering of Family on Manitoulin now.








