Hakeem Brooklyn and Batshit Queens, New York, seem to have a combined IQ of about three. I say “three” because they now have Mayor Mamdani along with Batshit Jefferies. Without this most recent political acquisition, New York would have the intelligence quotient of two. Not much improvement, but hey, a little Marxist Islam goes a long way.
I used to be what these progressive imbeciles call tolerant. That is a word that is no longer apropos. I am no longer the least bit tolerant of these anti-Americans trying to run the show. That is exactly what we now have pretentiously representing us in Halls of Congress. It is not okay.
Hakeem Brooklyn Jefferies is a traitor to America, pure and simple. That label extends to pretty much the Democratic Party as a whole, traitors all. Their fomenting of violence and destruction in the name of free speech is not only disgusting, it is completely devoid of the intent of the Constitution, the document their lawyer class has so convincingly eviscerated.
There used to be a distinction between a Lawyer and a shyster. In 2026 that distinction no longer applies in the same way tolerance is no longer applicable towards these traitorous shysters like Hakeem Brooklyn Jefferies. The Bar is simply a self-serving cartel no more ethical than the Mafia. If you have not read Justice Denied by Howell Woltz you have no clear concept of just how corrupt the American legal system has become.
ALoud and Clear Saturday shoutout to the sun. And the Beatles, whose words sooth as the bitter end looms near. I salute you. You are a salve for the heart and soul.
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Here Comes the Sun
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Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right
Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right
Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right
Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo, here comes the sun It’s all right It’s all right
Saturday shoutout for April 11, 2026. Heavenly silence and world peace!
Make it so in your thoughts, heart and soul, so that it may begin to materialize in our Earthly reality. Things are changing for the better, it just needs a little more of your help. Pure thought without reservations or doubts. Certainty, that’s the ticket. Reality will follow and eventually catch up.
Today’s most empowering Shoutout Saturday to date goes to Folk Singer, John Prine, whose words ring like bells in my head.
“Blow up your TV, throw away your paper Go to the country, build you a home. Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches Try and find Jesus on your own.”
Insouciance is a noun defining a casual lack of concern, nonchalance, or a carefree, lighthearted state, often implying a relaxed, untroubled attitude. It describes being unconcerned, sometimes to the point of neglecting expected seriousness, such as a “childlike insouciance” or “youthful insouciance”.
Nonchalance: A calm, unconcerned manner (e.g., “She managed the crisis with total nonchalance”).
A little John Prine insouciance and a cup of coffee on a Shoutout Saturday and I’m good to go.
Now that’s a horrific haiku with stupidity unleashed.
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“Trust the science” is a mantra out of sync with the innate wisdom of the human body. Just ask it (the body) with the simple but complex knowledge of muscle testing. Believe what your body tells it tells you, and not what comes out of a lab full of rats.
MRNA vaccine injuries are no joke, they cripple and kill you, not the things that ail you.
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Moderna terrorists
fan hypodermic needles.
MRNA Gods.
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These jabs are the antithesis of health. An un-compromised body should be the goal of medicine, not injecting all manner of toxins and poisons to disrupt and compromise normal cell functions. Injecting healthy and vibrant children with these body compromising pharmaceuticals is a crime against nature and humanity.
That is the message from my sacred body and my horrific haiku unleashed. The same important message sent from God, the real one.
Unique kid’s books for the heart and soul. This means they are wholesome, no LBGQ or transgender references here. No woke agenda or psychiatric mumbo jumbo. Non of the immoral nonsense all too prevalent on modern bookstore shelves today.
I wrote these unique kid’s books, so I can vouch for their wholesomeness.
As for the uniqueness, I am not a literary clone from some university clique of egotists. I grew up on a small farm in a countryside dominated by Christian and Amish families. My books maintain those values and are mostly about nature and our human connections locally here in Northeastern Michigan.
My wife, Mary and I, used be known as QuickTurtle Books, but we are now permanently retired to the country. I am now known as Richard Rensberry, Author. The QuickTurtle website and all of its social media pages have been relegated for deletion, still in progress. WordPress and Amazon are my children’s book’s home from here on out.
The above book, Butterfly Stomach, was written for children having fun at the Cedar Valley Fun Park in Comins, Michigan. The parks claim to fame is the fact that it is the second largest amusement park in Michigan. As far as I know, that is the case. (I’d give a link to the book, but Amazon has put an ad for a women’s dress where the cover of the book is supposed to be presented. I’ll spare you the Amazon intrusion. They are full of woke saboteurs I’m afraid.)
Another example of one of our unique kid’s books for the heart and soul is called “Sasquatch”.
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Michigan is famous for Bigfoot encounters throughout the State. I myself saw a Bigfoot when I was kid, thus a kid’s book on Sasquatch was a natural fit in my collection of unique wholesome books written for our children.
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One of my latest projects resulted in two unique books for the heart and soul about migratory birds. After meeting a delightful Michigan artist by the name of Linda Faith Widing, we embarked on a collaboration to produce “The Kirtland’s Warblers” and “The Wild Canary”. Very unique, beautiful and educational books for kids of all ages.
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So if you are looking for unique children’s books for the heart and soul you have come to the right place. Again, nothing but wholesome and original here.
Off the Beaten Path stratospheric haiku conspiracy for March 26, 2026.
The skies tell the truth even when your smartphone lies. Michigan just had another devastating ice storm with surface temperatures at 28 degrees. Rain freezing instantly on contact with everything near the ground. It is raining because of geo engineering programs that warm temperatures aloft. Satellites, microwave frequencies, Chem trails and cell towers in conjunction with metallic nano particles and our weather is coming straight from Hell.
Preach all the college book “science” you want. Chem trails make clouds and dim the sun, they change the weather, contrails do not. Weather modification is not a conspiracy theory, its deniers are the real conspiracy theorists.
Off the beaten path, captivating and unique books, poetry and commentary by Michigan author and poet Richard Rensberry.
Todays post is an excerpt from MAGA Bigfoot which is available in its entirety at Off the Beaten Path Website
CHAPTER 11 THE DRUG CREEPS
In the rural countryside where we reside, we are being invaded by chains of marijuana dealerships. Their gummy storefronts are popping up on every corner faster than even Starbuck’s or MacDonald’s franchises. Actually we don’t even have a Starbuck’s within fifty miles of where we live. We do happen to have one MacDonald’s in the area, but that lonely MacDonald’s has been eclipsed by three newly opened marijuana stores. These pot dispensaries are all within just a few miles of our small, rural, Northern Michigan town. Add to that the many prescription drug dealerships that have already metastasized like cancer on our once peaceful, rural lives. My Bigfoot Guardian is in awe of our growing stupidity. I am too.
I grew up in the sixties, an era when our college campuses became free rein to the world’s drug cartels. On any given day or night I could have purchased a bag of Columbian Gold or Panama Red, a brick of hashish, a bundle of Thai sticks, and you name it. The college dorms smelled like opium dens. If that didn’t satisfy our University appetites, we could acquire hits of meth, peyote, LSD, or synthetic mescaline. Taking these drugs was deemed as mind expanding. No wonder we now have the insanities of Anthony Fauci and Bill Gates in our world.
This diversity of drugs migrated into the college chemistry labs and came out as pharmaceuticals and designer drugs. Pharmaceutical drug cartels are now at the helm of our medical fields, both physical and mental. We’ve got Pfizer, Astra Zeneca, Johnson and Johnson, Merck and a wealth of others clamoring to administer every chemical under our now dimmed sun. If you still give in and turn on the television, you know what I mean. The drug ads are relentless. You can get a prescription that can induce any multitude of disabling side effects. As they say, just ask your doctor.
The other day I ventured out to eat at a restaurant and saw firsthand the devastation in our community. Everyone has a pill bottle and a vast array of physical and mental ailments those drugs were designed to mask. No one is being cured of anything, it is just the opposite. New pills are needed and prescribed to keep up with and treat the disabling side effects caused by the original medications. We’re becoming a nation of cripples and drug addicts.
That is not the way it should or has to be. We must learn to kick the street and corporate drug habit! Visit your nearest naturopath, chiropractor, nutritionist and local gym. Start getting real advice and real help. That is MAGA Bigfoot’s reprogramming path back to sanity and better health.
FIRST AND FOREM0ST OF COURSE, TURN OFF THE BOOB TUBE.
Find and frequent organic farms. Drink plenty of fresh water. Smell the roses and get plenty of exercise. Sounds simple, but almost no one is doing it.
The unique essence of creation is you. That is why we are here. To create an ideal well above the the chaos created by those operating in the asylum of lost minds.
When it comes to creation, there has to be good judgement and balance for a human being to remain in a state of equilibrium with the universes in which they are engaged. Because creation often requires various degrees of destruction, this balance is achieved only via reason and innate knowing. Intellect is only a fraction of that creation, the heart and soul are the better guides to one’s worthwhile contributions to the communal act of living. It is pertinent in one’s life, to focus on creations that entail bringing about the least amount of destruction within the realm of creation.
It is easy to see the many failures of magnitude all around us. Those are creations with too much destruction.
Everything, good or bad is created. I hope you and others around you are in the “business” of creating good. Either way one goes, it is like a snowball rolling down or up the hill of life. The choice is ours. The unique essence of creation is you.
