My Life, My Concerns, My Country

By Marcelo Ortiz

This book is based on the experiences I lived through and acquired knowledge to survive the changes that transpire--first how we had respect for those who enforced law and order and now are treated like dirt. It expresses how our young men and women form gangs to make their lives more dangerous without concern for themselves and how our government lies to us to get away with its corrupting way of running our country's affairs.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 15, 2024
• ISBN: 9798887937984

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My Life, My Concerns, My Country

Marcelo Ortiz

Copyright © 2024 Marcelo Ortiz

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PAGE PUBLISHING

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First originally published by Page Publishing 2024

ISBN 979-8-88793-786-1 (pbk)

ISBN 979-8-88793-798-4 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

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I am a ninety-three-year-old Korean War veteran, and I am beginning to wonder what my country is coming to be. We allow a foreigner to use our financial institutions to become a billionaire and then use those billions to try and destroy the structure of our country. I am talking about George Soros, whose citizenship has never been challenged by any of our lawmakers, Republican or Democrat. I believe that if he were doing what he is doing here in any European country, his citizenship would have been revoked and possibly thrown in jail or worse. Remember Chamberlain in France?

So I wonder where my country is going, but then!

I lived through the beginning and the end of World War II in which my older brother served in the European campaign to protect the rights we had then, which some politicians seemed intent on taking away from us through dirty politics. I remember my brother telling me that if he had to give up his life for our country, it was a small price to pay for the freedoms we had and that we could go to any place in the country and enjoy the freedoms we had.

Well, those freedoms are being taken away by the present system of government that can send a group of troopers, called the FBI. The only change they had to make is to wear brown shirts as the Germans did in World War II (to search and destroy our rights as American citizens as they did this week at the former president trying to find a way to stop him from running for the presidency).

I will come back to this later.

I remember and lived through the Korean War as a soldier and the couple of buddies I lost, again fighting for the right to be free and enjoy the freedoms granted to us by the Constitution. Although that war was not a challenge to our rights because it was conducted under the flag of the United Nations which, at the time, seemed to be in control of the world and with negative results to us as the armistice proved; and to my belief it was the first war that the United States lost. And now the same United Nations is advocating for the so-called climate change ideology, which will be another lost for the United States since the main producer of pollution, China, is not being challenged in this regard.

But I come back to this later. (See John Kerry.)

I lived through the Vietnam War, where I lost a beloved brother-in-law and which reminded me of my return from Korea when I was given no respect. No bands to welcome us as we disembarked in a port in California, no applause for a job well done…men walked down a ramp on crutches, arms in slings, in wheel chairs, and nobody was there to help them step back into the land they had sacrificed to protect. I remember crowds of protesters walking down Broadway Avenue, toward the city hall, protesting the war, and even some men that had served in said war, protesting, being spat on by the war protesters. Those men being spat on by the protesters where the ones that put their lives on the line so they could go with their protests. I also remember reading about a minor navy lieutenant that went to Washington and threw some underserved medals over the Capitol fence in protest over the war in which he was serving at the time. This in other countries is called treason, for which many a person was sent to the paragon. Remember Sir Chamberlain in France?

This lowly navy lieutenant then married a wealthy widow and became a Massachusetts senator, Secretary of State, and even aspirant to the presidency of this country, which he apparently hates. He still seems to be expressing his hate for the country by forcing his Iranian nuclear deal on other countries that dislike our country as well as the climate change fiasco that would put in disadvantage our country to China, our main adversary and top producer of air pollution.

I lived through the Bay of Pigs Invasion of Cuba, where I lost another dear friend, just a couple of years after my return from Korea to the infamous Fidel Castro. I resided in Brooklyn, New York, at the time. The man that owned the building was a very decent Polish gentleman who helped me move from a roach-infected apartment in the South Bronx. One of my neighbors was a Cuban refugee that had escaped Fidel. His name was Pedro P., and within a short period of time, we had begun a very close friendship. He always decried what was happening in Cuba and often told me how he wished Cuba were like Puerto Rico, my country, where we had the freedom of going wherever we wished and say what we liked to say and that as long as we didn't hurt somebody else, we were free to say it. In one of our conversations, he told me that some Cubans were gathering in Florida planning to go to Cuba and throw Fidel and his bunch of criminals out of the country. He also told me that: I, being a veteran, might have some assets that they could use. In a way, he was inviting me to go with him. I, being the father of two little girls, one two years old and the other just a few months, had to decline his invite and instead tried to talk him into not doing it himself, he being the father of two adolescents himself. He did not resent my declining his invitation but told me he had to do it for the sake of his country. We remained friends, and on the day he left for Florida, he asked me to help his family if they ever needed me. He kissed me and hugged me when I told him I would do so…and that was the last day I saw my friend.

I lived through the assassination of a beloved president and his attorney general, John and Robert Kennedy. After voting for Ike, whom everybody liked, I voted Democrat again not because I knew anything about politics but because being a Puerto Rican, we followed the Democratic party, thinking that it is the former party on the island that under its leader, Don Luis Muñoz Marin, had accomplished many significant industrial and agricultural progress that benefitted the populace of the island. Since I came to New York at age seventeen, I have come to realize that Puerto Ricans vote as if they were living in Puerto Rico in the era of Luis Muñoz Marin when he was the leader of the Partido Popular Democratico. Democratico—that word defines how we vote.

Now about the assassinations of John and Robert Kennedy, the true motive and reason, some people still wonder why. The president loved this country; and although he had some faults one of them being a womanizer, like myself, his love for his country was his main drive to keep it as the number one power in the world. He all by himself made Russia back off from its plan to establish bases in Cuba, which could have been a detriment to us maintaining our democratic ways. That might have something to do with his assassination because shortly after that event it was in the newspapers that the assassin had visited both Cuba and Russia, so what better way to express their anger that to murder the leader of the country?

Robert Kennedy also was assassinated under strange circumstances, and although the assassin was apprehended at the place and time of the crime, the motive for the crime still remains a mystery. Was it revenge for the disappearance of Jimmy Hoffa for which some people seemed to blame Robert Kennedy at the time? Or was it his own compadres that wanted to take control of the unions so they could have some power in determining what was to happen in the country? Nobody knows.

I lived through the ineptness of a president under whose leadership and weakness our embassy in Iran was seized by a group of terrorists and over a hundred of our citizens were held captive until a movie actor (Ronald Reagan) came to the rescue with courage and no horse. Hahaha.

I have lived through years of people idolizing a fornicating president (remember the blue dress?) whose enabling wife demonized the women that came forward to denounce his behaviors and still aspire to be the nation's first female president even though in her campaign it was found some criminality that should have been adjudicated.

I lived through two terms of an administration whose main goal seemed to be overturning our democratic system of government, the duo of Obama and Biden. Thank God, he put in their way a man (Donald Trump) who did battle for the American way and stopped them or at least slowed them from their wicked ways.

Now I live with Obama's vice president being our president and displaying his own ineptness and cowardice, seemingly trying to drive our country into world unworthiness. I know the country voters knew what they were getting when they voted for a man whose son was making crooked deals with countries that he was involved diplomatically, so to please his father, they went along with his crooked deals. It was also known that the man they choose to be president was friends with a man with whose wife he was having a clandestine affair. (Read the husband's book. I did.)

So then my only alternative is to pray to my God, Jehovah, to again bring forth a man that will stop the hierarchy of sin and bring forth law and obedience to the heart of man.

I prayed and I prayed, but still there are so many destructors that my prayers are never answered, so now I am living in a country where politicians and large corporations dictate our fortunes and our future.

Take for example the situation with COVID-19. Corrupted politicians and bureaucrats in the medical profession decided that our places of work had to be closed or we needed the use of computers in our homes for working purposes. We had to wear masks if we went out of our homes, even little children, toddler-age children, and people with asthma, which put them at higher risk of asthmatic attacks. And most importantly, we were mandated into getting vaccinated, whether the vaccines work or not, and they still are going strong with their agendas.

First I will touch on the medical profession of which the director of the National Institute of Allergy and Infectious Diseases, the eminent Dr. Anthon Fauci, whose corruption seems evident because of his entanglements with whatever China does or did about said virus. He fought furiously the assertion that the virus was created in the Wuhan lab. He imposed his false means of deterring its effects and made our weak commander-in-chief enforce his masks/vaccine dictates without thinking of the consequences his dictates were going to have on our citizens, especially on our children.

If I were in Congress and were to question Dr. Fauchi, one of the primary questions I will ask is if he knew whether the Chinese were trying to manufacture the virus with the intension of sneaking into the US and killing as many of us as possible and in the process destroy our economy. This will come to mind because as I remember, the virus was first discovered in the state of Washington, California, New York, and Florida, spreading inward, killing thousands of Americans on its way. It is my contention that Dr. Fauci would sell his Scientology and doctorate to the best offer as long as it could get him prominence and a place in history, even if it was to equal that of Nero, the arsonist.

Then we have the politicians, oh my gosh. If there is a group in the world that is more corrupt and unresponsive as to what to do when any problem arises, I don't remember any in my lifetime. I remember the time of President Truman: The buck stops here. Kennedy: Do what you can do for your country. Reagan (Mr. Gorbachev): Tear down this wall. But today it's China, come over. Take our industries to your land. Build buildings on our land. And the politicians ignore what is happening. The Chinese are taking over our universities, our corporation, NBA…NFL…the Hockey League; and eventually they will be running our law-making institution as they are slowly taking over our way of life.

But now let me return to what is most important to me because I leave many descendants to live in a country and society that is decaying because of the people that are running its government. I would had like to be a fly in Merrick Garland's office when he called Joe Biden to congratulate him for winning, not for beating the orange man in the election. Here is how I feel the conversation went:

Hello, Joe—sorry, Mr. President—congratulations on your beating that SOB.

"Who is this?…

This is Merrick, Merrick Garland.

Oh yeah, Merrick, what can I do for you? And thanks.

Well, Mr. President, you can't do nothing for me not yet, but I can do something for you if you appoint me your attorney general. I will make them pay for not allowing me to serve on the Supreme Court, which was my lifelong dream."

Yeah, that is a good idea, but you have to help me fight all those conservatives that are ready to fight me and stop me from imposing my ways and that of my progressive friends on the country.

You have, it Mr. President. It will be our way or no way.

Muy bien, Mr. Attorney General. Let's fight them, beginning with the parents that object to our progressive ways, and let's make sure the orange man doesn't bother us by making sure he is in prison.

Well, maybe yes, or maybe no, but that is the way my country is going; and although I am still willing to put my life on the line to protect our way of life, not for the present system of things that is corrupt to its core. I think my brother who is not here with me anymore will feel the same way. I would not like to put the lives of any of my descendants in jeopardy, so I have to stop here with my journalistic ways and let the stones fall where they may as long as they don't fall atop the heels of any of my loved ones because I remember the virus was first disco.

Tell Me Why, My God

Dedicada a mi madre ausente

Por Marcelo R. Ortiz

Dime Por Qué, Dios Mío

A Poem of Love

Un Poema de Amor

My Friend Crystal Is

Mi Amiga Crystal Es

A Little About Love

Un Poquito Acerca de Amar

Su Amor Es

Your Love Is…

Antes de Morir, un Día Más Contigo

De lo Infinito

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Christian Beggars

My Brother Angel

My Little Lady Had Five Babies

Grandma's Jewels

Grandma's Jewels

Grandma's Jewels

Grandma's Jewels

Chapter 1

The Two Dreams of Donald

The Two Dreams of Donald

The Beginning of Growth of an Alcoholic

About the Author

I am a ninety-three-year-old Korean War veteran, and I am beginning to wonder what my country is coming to be. We allow a foreigner to use our financial institutions to become a billionaire and then use those billions to try and destroy the structure of our country. I am talking about George Soros, whose citizenship has never been challenged by any of our lawmakers, Republican or Democrat. I believe that if he were doing what he is