Saturday, February 29, 2020

The Latest Crisis

I even have to wonder about the latest crisis. Coronavirus. Call me crazy but I find it hard to believe a media that has told me about Collusion, Kavanaugh's lechery, Ukraine phonecalls, Ozone holes, Y2K. Somehow I am skeptical. As Chicago Mayor, Rahm Emmanuel, once said, "You never let a serious crisis go to waste." 

The Coming Corona Pandemic

I continue to wonder about this corona plague that is about to become a pandemic and depopulate the globe. But isn't that a good thing? I mean I continually hear from good meaning people and candidate folks who seek the vote from us fearful souls cowering in the corners of our sterilized spaces. Oh yes, the very existence of people brings about the Carbon Footprint that will stomp the Globe to cinders and ashes by a fever that will fry even the Siberian Ice Shelf. It goes without saying that with such a sword of Damocles hanging over our heads how is one to sleep these nights? I am plagued thinking this virus lies somewhere in the insidious atmospheric droplets just waiting for a host. Never mind cancer, heart disease, liver ailments, kidney failure, Korean nuclear launches, the grand oceans rising from our incandescent light bulbs, tribal terrorism. But of course I listen to the media which is looking out for us. Especially in an election year.

Wednesday, February 26, 2020

Do We Really Want a Government Parent?

Do we really want a Nanny State, an Executive Hopeful that thinks it is his business to run all our affairs? An Overseer to see that all our needs are met? A Referee to make sure everything is tolerated and equal? An Adjunct to the UN that will make sure we all abide by the new globalist consensus? To some having a Governmental Parent must sound like an irresistible security. But to me it sounds more like having a ubiquitous moral-busybody about. This I'm afraid will be the trajectory of the intolerant tyranny of tolerance.

Water Bottles

I believe I will be anticipating the Climate Change Champions in their next crusade. Of course it goes without saying that this crusade should consist in a Carbon tax or fee or even ban upon water bottles. After all plastic is a petroleum product. I can't really imagine how much water is enclosed, nay, imprisoned in petroleum plastic. To calculate the numbers that such non-biodegradable containers are produced and sold daily is I think non est numerus. Why, I have to wonder, haven't the Climate Change Champions and the Democrat Hopefuls not announced this revolutionary move toward a world truly GREEN. I can't imagine they would not denounce with the strongest environmental epithets our appetite for water in plastic. The carbon footprint of such use of fossil fuels is totally unnecessary. Instead of windmills on our mountains and solar panels on our roofs why don't we just make use of water already piped into our homes? Why it is there at the plenty in the simple turn of the tap. I maintain that this change in our water habits would be the best aspirin for the earth's fossil fever.

Thursday, February 20, 2020

The Sudden Scorn for the Presidential Pardon

Why is the pardoning of people who have been cleverly made to look as though they lied when in fact they were tricked into not reproducing like a mimeograph machine every jot and tittle they had previously used and all over a "crime" that was a non-crime. It seems to me that pardoning Roger Stone (and I hope you remember how it was done with an Armada of blue lights and swat vehicles in the middle of the night) should not be any more controversial than say, well... Mr. Obama pardoning the leading terrorists at Guantanamo. That of course was hailed by the Pravda Press as a decidedly humane act of consummate compassion, while this injustice of entrapment to be righted is incurring the wrath and scorn of the Left. But are we surprised?

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

Born Alive Babies

I just read a post which mentioned that PP has been harvesting babies' body parts even after the babies have been 'born alive'. I realize that the post is registering the egregious act of what doctors do in those clinics---that this field of harvest is a living human being. Yet isn't the plain meaning of our words the subtle implication that before passing beyond the birth canal the baby is not alive? And isn't the baby alive for even the nine months following the conception?

President's Day

President's Day: I am in a quandry about how to approach this auspicious day in which we provide a day for the generic over the particular. I too wonder if it will sometime in our progressive trajectory morph into Human's day, or People's day, or even "Existence Day" which is about as inclusive as the calendar can get. But that is in the future. Right now we have "President's Day" and this is my dilemma. When I pass someone and wish them a wonderful Woodrow Wilson day, or hail someone with a Benjamin Harrison good morning, or happen upon someone I think would like a hardy welcome in the name of Rutherford B. Hayes they look at me with a blank ahistorical stare. It is as if I said something that can't be comprehended on the short notice of a greeting. I even notice sometimes the return gaze is not even neutral but might even be a little hostile. For example, I was recently in my East Coast comrade's conclave where I wished a pair of neighbors a most happy Richard Millhouse Nixon day and they grunted in an uncharacteristically unfriendly manner and moved by me and the NO PLACE FOR HATE sign on their lawn without (it seemed) any wish to begin a cordial convivium. But maybe it had nothing to do with my selection of a president. Perhaps it was just that they were thinking of the foreboding Corona virus which might even usurp Climate Change as a crisis to be considered. Be that as it may I think I really can understand the day: I can understand why so many people got tired of such Dead White European Warmongers as George Washington and Abraham Lincoln hogging the spotlight and it is quite diversity-fair to give others a chance. This gives after all the generic "president", and even the mildly particular presidents as Rutherford B. Hayes, Grover Cleveland, or James K. Polk a bit of the limelight. I truly don't mind if this is the case. Or that the Deplorables even adopt the present president as their reason for celebration even though Nanci's House of Representatives have shown beyond an Adam Shiff shadow of a doubt that such a president had committed the most conspiratorial crimes and collusions that there were available to commit. But I suppose I must in the end come down on the side of the particular over the generic for perhaps, just perhaps the young (and even we who are older) might just need heroes after all. Perhaps the particular does have it over the generic. For I wonder if the generic-inclusive can really inspire the way a particular like Washington and a Lincoln could? I have to also wonder why such a move on the calendar came about? I wonder when the same thinking will eventually remove the Christ out of December twenty-fifth and make it less offensive and more readily inclusive as Religious Founder's Day. I suppose we will find that should such a day arise on the calendar we might find it just a smidgen less merry without the mass, and about as stirring for the soul as President's Day.