It’s Slavery Again! – Through a deliberate and strategic technological programming of the mind, the social media giants, primarily Facebook, have succeeded in getting people hooked, as they have technically taken flight with the lives and the livelihood we had come to know. We have now become psychological pawns of a scope and magnitude beyond our comprehension.  We are the money making machines whose membership and eyes amount to great value in their phenomenal success as we unknowingly play into their whims and fancies. What do we get for this you ask? Well, the ability to post images of ourselves, to be defined and validated by others perception of us, an opportunity to play on our need for acceptance and admiration and to broadcast to the world in live and living color whatever we choose to about self, family, health, our travels, our pets and to portray an often unreal side of life and reality for applause through likes and shares. We are actors and audience simultaniously. It does well in pulling creativity out of designers, engineers, developers and possibly neuroscientists alike who must deep dive into the crevices of soul, vision and intellect to find ways, not only to compete with each other but to appease or hold the attention of members in order to keep them coming back. The likes titillates our senses and excites a deeper desire for greater recognition and validation for which there was always a year. Possibly through the help of neuroinformatics it is

Winter can bring on the blues for many people.  For those who suffer with seasonal affective disorder, getting through the darkest, coldest months can be daunting.  To better understand the condition and for advice on beating those wintertime blues, here is important information. What Is SAD? Some people don’t understand seasonal affective disorder (SAD), and some people understand it all too well.  According to some studies, between four and six percent of Americans suffer with SAD, and up to 20 percent more may experience mild forms of the condition.  SAD is a form of depression triggered by the changing seasons and is thought to be connected to the reduced number of daylight hours. Most people who experience SAD live farther from the equator and are adults over the age of 20.  Symptoms seem to decrease with age, and women appear to be more apt to experience SAD than men.  Those who suffer with SAD may struggle with weight gain, cravings for starchy “comfort foods,” fatigue, anxiety, trouble concentrating, moodiness, feelings of hopelessness, and physical symptoms such as headaches.  Some people may experience a summertime version of SAD with similar symptoms. It’s important to understand that SAD is not a one-time thing.  In fact, those who suffer with the disorder experience symptoms at the same time every year, and symptoms will improve at the same time every year.  Some professionals note while symptoms can be treated, there is no known cure for SAD at this time. Treatment Options There are ways

Dear Reader: Season’s Greetings! Many will be overjoyed to see the end of 2020 and herald in the New Year, which will no doubt be better, but also filled with hope, promise and the realization of deeper dreams. The great news is that Kotch is now Global and as we walk the path to fulfillment of purpose in expressing God, it was inevitable that we would meet others along the way, who have awakened to this Supreme, Omniscient, Omnipotent Consciousness. Our readers are aware that Kotch is a spiritual mandate for inspiration and motivation but we are particularly striving to reach our young men, our millennials, who are apparently more susceptible to negative influences, not necessarily peer pressure but depicted through a stylized overwhelming media influx that is all consuming. This becomes clearer as data now shows that millennials check their phone 150 times a day, that there are hordes of video games for further distraction and when the television and social media is added to this, it leaves little or no time for deeper thought or processing. The quintessential need on social media is for likes or viewership with the aim of going viral, by which one can become an overnight sensation. It matters not if the content is meaningful, but what we know for sure is that at best, for the great majority, it becomes a fleeting effort at sensationalism which is unsustaining in the long run. Kotch uses the life stories of unsung heroes and those who

As the protests against supremacist empowered police fierceness wanes globally, the energized cries of “Black Lives Matter” continue to reverberate through streets and digital avenues and people have now become more attuned to the news. While reviews remain consistent, thoughts are being given to ways of empowering the Black race in America on the matter of what should be done to enact change in attitude in response to crime issues, by a police force that is paid out of the pockets of the very people who are being ostracized and murdered. It is critical to understand that “Black Lives Matter” is set against a background of systemic racism that sharply targets, for murder or incarceration, a people who are up to now living under the Dred Scott law of 1857 which deems them not US citizens and not fully human. Even with the best intentions, on the surface, “All Lives Matter” cannot fully relate to the gravity of a cause such as this, which bears no likeness to the degree of impartiality and impunity meted out to Black people on a daily basis. While bigotry is evident across cultures it’s a far cry from being considered less than human and “stock” that should be herded and fed into the capitalist prison system for life sentencing, even in instances where, the prejudicial punishment does not fit the crime. “All Lives Matter” diverts the consideration from Black lives, which, for all intents and purposes, appears to be the race/species that America would

The savage, brutal killing of George Floyd in broad daylight, carried out by sub humans masked in the uniform of officers who are paid from the hard earned income of the very people they target and kill by heinous means, has not only brought this front and center to the world stage but has given Black Lives Matter impetus, wings and reason to delve deeper in their reservoir of advocacy and to fight valiantly for a just cause. It brings back forcefully, the words of Sam Cook, “It’s been a long, long time coming but I know, a change is gonna come, oh yes it will.” But this blog is not primarily about the murder of George Floyd (since that was addressed before), or in furtherance of the work being carried out by BLM, but rather, the intrinsic shift that must take place in recollection of history in order to correct the great untruths that have been taught to Black people about themselves and his relevance in time. The whole story of Christopher Columbus for example just never sat right with many. How on earth does someone discover an island that was already inhabited by Indians? It is so true that the biggest lies are glaring, for what does that lead one to think except that these people evolved from lizards, quite laughable, but since the relegation of Blacks being half human was already reserved? History books carry that Columbus discovered Jamaica in 1494, but it get worse, since he

  GEORGE FLOYD may best be remembered and immortalized from the gleeful momentary expression of his 6 year old daughter whose reality of her father’s death had yet to sink in. For all we know her thoughts might have been that Daddy went away for a while and will return soon, but while looking over the great crowd from sitting atop the shoulders of his best friend Stephen Jackson, she shouted in her small voice, “My daddy changed the world.” Berlin One might also be inclined to believe that at such a tender age she was able to look beyond death and see the colossal purpose for the snuffing out of her father’s life by a police officer, paid from the public purse to serve and protect, while seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was staring straight into the camera with his hand in his pocket while being videotaped, as it were, propped on one knee while the other was used to consistently and determinedly pump the life out of Floyd, lying on his belly, handcuffed behind his back, blood running from his nose and urine flowing from under the car from which he was pinned down shouting with his last breath, I CAN’T BREATHE, while his three cronies watched without remorse and failed to lend a helping hand to the man that was being murdered before their very eyes. London The emboldened great crowds that converged in protests across the United States and countries across the globe signified