Random ramblings of a mind damaged by years of disuse and abuse. Also a place to go to be bored to tears.
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Words to live by...
"How beautiful it is to do nothing, and to rest afterward."
(The right to looseness has been officially given)
"Everyone carries a part of society on his shoulders," wrote Ludwig von Mises, "no one is relieved of his share of responsibility by others. And no one can find a safe way for himself if society is sweeping towards destruction. Therefore everyone, in his own interest, must thrust himself vigorously into the intellectual battle."
Apparently, the crossword puzzle that disappeared from the blog, came back.
Yes, this is my final post.I wanted to make the 2000th post my last one but I must have miscounted (this is, according to the blog, 2003). All I can say is, "math is hard." That's a vague reference to a doll ad of some years ago, which few people might remember but which stuck in my brain.
I am ending this because typing has become a chore due to whatever is screwing me up. Maybe it is a result of my misspent youth or the many chemicals I abused over the years. I only know that everything is harder than it should be.I feel like a 90-year-old. I would like to continue to blog, boring anyone unfortunate to happen in here, but I cannot.
I hope that I have made a difference in my readers' lives and I hope that you have taken to heart my admonitions to be aware of your innate biases so that you may better understand and control them. We all have them and we must master them in order to have a peaceful and productive society.
Wish me luck, as I wish you the same. Good-bye.
I still have problems with balance and dexterity but I did make it back from Georgia. I might not have mentioned that I was going there but I took a couple of weeks and traveled to Ringgold (a small town in northwest Georgia... just across the state line from Chattanooga, Tn.) The reason for my trip? To visit my wife's sister and others... her brother was visiting also, as were her nephew, her niece and her niece's husband... I was happy to see them all but was more glad we made it there without an accident or other mishap.
The drive up was nerve-wracking to say the least. We took our time, though, a nine hour trip we took in two days, staying overnight in Tifton, Ga. But it was worth it. The only real traffic was through Atlanta.
On the way back, we met with an old friend and co-worker, Mike, near Dallas, Ga on Friday. A nice guy who we stayed with the week after we married and moved to northern Virginia.
It was good to see him again and, hopefully, we'll get a visit from him next year for the races here next March (Sebring 12-hour). We took a night at a hotel in the area of Marietta (just north of Atlanta) to take advantage of the Saturday traffic in Atlanta. It was still bad, though, but I managed to get through it.
We stayed in Ocala that night and then drove home on Sunday... to find my irrigation pump had not run several times so the lawn was yellow in large spots. I managed to get it working the next day and also watered my thirsty(!) plants on the back porch.
Hope you all had a good week. [Politics Corner]
There are reasons I am no longer a Democrat... many of them. I have come to view the Democratic Party as the Party of hypocrisy. I listened to Hillary's speech in Illinois the other day, she took a shot at Trump for being a purveyor of the politics of fear. I thought, "wasn't that what she was doing at that moment?" and "wasn't that what the Democratic Party has been doing for years? Sowing fear and hatred of the Republican Party?" I have fear... fear of more liberal Supreme Court Justices like Ruth Bader Ginsburg. Fear of more and more debt. Fear of policies that will destroy this country. Fear of policies that will, not may, increase the prospect of terrorism in this country. Yes, I am afraid.
So if you don't want to read my take on the political situation, I understand.
Basically, it's a mess... we have a choice between a billionaire with weird hair, strange tan, and an over-active ego or a person who might get indicted for revealing top secret information. Essentially, a choice between a strange 1 percenter and a possible felon.
Not much of a choice, really. I don't much like Trump but I dislike Hillary more. I don't think the US can take another Democrat in the White House, especially when there is the possibility of 4 seats on the Supreme Court to be selected.
I have to say Milania would make a stunning First Lady but I am not sure the country would like a former model as First Lady... we're used to more matronly types.
On the other hand I am am not ready for Bill to be the first First Gentleman.. basically because I do not think of him being all that gentlemany.
I think I would rather not experience the next four years regardless of who wins.
On the other hand, this is going to be the most interesting presidential campaign of my lifetime... or yours, perhaps.
As my ability to type deteriorates, I become more and more frustrated and angry at my inability to use them. "Words, words, words," a shipmate (a friend) said to me from time to time. He meant my words were meaningless in the context of our discussions. And they often were, I suppose. Now that they fail me and I struggle to type them out, I better understand that.
In a way, I am going through a thing similar to what my mother experienced as her Alzheimer's advanced. I know what I want to say but my ability to say it in the written word is failing me. I can hope that this isn't Alzheimer's but I won't know for some time, if ever. All I know is that typing has become extraordinarily difficult. It seems to be an inability to do some simple tasks, though not all the time, such as tying my shoes or buttoning my shirt or pants. I also have a great fear that I will drop a glass or cup.
As I was pedaling on my way to the "Y" the other day, I passed a number of people walking or pedaling along the way. Of course, I acknowledged them by saying "good morning" or some such and that got me to musing about greetings.
We say things like "good moring" without thinking much about it. What we are doing, in reality, is wishing them a good morning or day, depending on what we say and what time it is.
We also ask "how are you doing?" To which... almost everyone replies (at least initially) "fine." Just to be ornery, I have replied "lousy" or "terrible" from time to time but people seemed to take me seriously and inquire further.
You can't win.
Politics alert: Since the Orlando shooter was a registered Democrat and Democrats are concerned that we need more restrictions on whi can buy a gun... how about we deny the right to purchase a gun by any registered Democrat?