Celebrating the Rituals of Summer in Stalinist America

 

So yesterday Camera Girl and I travelled to our favorite seaside paradise to celebrate the sun and surf with all of my descendants and their spouses in the appropriate fashion.  There was swimming, boogie boarding, sand castles, crab hunting, sea shell collecting and sun bathing.  Afterwards there was way too much fattening food and an enormous portion of ice cream.

All this was followed by various board games.  I was unsurprised to discover how many of my descendants were very good chess players.  But the game that they really got excited about was Yahtzee.  Now I’ve been known to join in the game.  But I was shocked by the maniacal chants of “bonus Yaht” that echoed around the vacation house as an inordinate number of these five of a kind dice throws occurred.  In fact, I volunteered the opinion that the dice were loaded.  These shrieking fanatics, which included Camera Girl, paid no attention to my analysis and cheered the shocking luck.  But it was impossible to deny that I had a better time watching this game than I can remember watching any professional sports game in the last dozen years.

This morning we got up early and were treated to a delicious breakfast of scrambled eggs, sausage, potatoes and sweet bread by our host.  Then we took a walk on the boardwalk and saw the sights such as they are.  Unfortunately, one of the destinations was a souvenir shop where Camera Girl added two more hermit crabs to her colony.  Princess Sack of Potatoes finds these shell-shifting crustaceans fascinating so Camera Girl uses them as an attraction which gives her leverage over the diminutive royalty.  Apparently spending time with these invertebrates is a bargaining chip for such behavioral manifestations as hand washing, vegetable ingestion and cooperation at nap time.

So, I forked over the card and even carried the paper bag containing these refugees from a seafood bar.  And before we knew it the trip was over.  We weren’t staying the whole week like the younger contingent.  As the elder statesman my mission was to give the benediction that confirmed that the next generation had mastered the skills needed to host a family event at Old Orchard Beach (OOB).  And then to get out and leave enough room for the young to enjoy the facilities so full of my descendants.

As we drove home, we reflected on all the traditions that we built up over the couple of decades that we brought our kids to this seaside town in Maine.  And now the torch is passed and the grandkids are getting to do the same things.  When we first moved to New England, we tried the more popular resorts on Cape Cod.  But not only were they very expensive but the atmosphere was too refined.  There was too much antiquing and bicycle paths and not enough bumper cars and roller coasters.  So, I asked an engineer friend of mine who was about thirty years older than I was where could I bring a bunch of kids on vacation that was actually fun.  He said, “OOB.”  Apparently, it was the working-class destination I was looking for.  What it lacked in cachet it more than made up for with a nice white sand beach and clean water.  And the rest is the family dynamic of enjoying the company of your kids.

And while I was driving the considerable distance back to the Compound, I reflected that even under an Orwellian regime like the Biden gang there is still an inner life that can be cultivated with the people who really count.  Sure, we don’t have much money.  With the economy crashed we’re all struggling to make ends meet.  But it doesn’t cost much to play Yahtzee.  And even I still have hermit crab money.  So even in a banana republic life goes on and summer must be celebrated.  So, I’ll put off my despair over the Stasi raids and the 86 million new IRS agents for another day when I’m not as happy and contented.  Bonus Yaht!

11AUG2022 – Quote of the Day

Socialism, or the Red Republic, is all one; for it would tear down the tricolour and set up the red flag. It would make penny pieces out of the Column Vendome. It would knock down the statue of Napoleon and raise up that of Marat in its stead. It would suppress the Académie, the Ecole Polytechnique, and the Legion of Honour. To the grand device Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity, it would add “Ou la mort. It would bring about a general bankruptcy. It would ruin the rich without enriching the poor. It would destroy labour, which gives to each one his bread. It would abolish property and family. It would march about with the heads of the proscribed on pikes, fill the prisons with the suspected, and empty them by massacres. It would convert France into the country of gloom. It would strangle liberty, stifle the arts, silence thought, and deny God. It would bring into action these two fatal machines, one of which never works without the other—the assignat press and the guillotine. In a word, it would do in cold blood what the men of 1793 did in fever, and after the grand horrors which our fathers saw, we should have the horrible in all that was low and small.

Victor Hugo

Thoughts on Our New Status as a Banana Republic

Tomorrow and Wednesday I’m on the road.  So, posting will be iffy.  Of course, now that Brandon is unleashing the Stasi and the IRS to round up all of us Yellow Star folks maybe I’ll be stopped at the state border and forced into a cattle car.  I hope there will be lots of straw in the cattle car.  That stuff keeps the smell down in cattle cars, I hear.

Seriously, I feel the Left and their allies in the Deep State have crossed the Rubicon.  At this point I don’t think they’ll hesitate to come after all their enemies and punish them with every trick in the book.  I expect really bad stuff to begin happening to just about anyone they can identify as “not their friend.”

You know I expected this type of thing to happen but I didn’t think it would bother me as much as it does.  It really is a complete break with the America that I believed in as a young man.  This is no different from the East Germany that we read about back in the 1970s.  It’s right in line with the things I read in Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago.  There’s the bang on the door at night and jack-booted thugs carrying off someone into the dark.  Secret courts and show trials and rat-like characters like Merrick Garland and Joe Biden.

And of course, we will be powerless to hold any of these people responsible.  Just as with the Summer of George rioting and the election fraud in 2020 those responsible won’t suffer any consequences.  Whereas innocent people will have their lives ruined and be imprisoned and robbed of their livelihood by these rats.

Joe Biden and his drug-addled son Hunter shake down China and Ukraine for millions and there are no consequences even when the moron leaves evidence of his crimes out in the open.  The FBI and the media are his fixers and they’ll make sure that nothing interrupts the graft and corruption.  But at this point only the brain dead are unaware of the depths of Biden’s dishonesty and incompetence.

November truly will be the acid test.  If the Democrats aren’t swept out of power in a tidal wave, then there is literally no hope for this once free country.  If the Democrats aren’t banished then either the American people are already brain dead or the election fraud is so thorough that we’ll never see a fair election again.  And even if the Republicans take back the House and Senate, Biden’s re-animated corpse will still be torturing our country for two more years.  With tens of thousands of new IRS employees Biden will use the death by a thousand paper cuts on his enemies’ supporters.

Well, enough whining.  It’s only a few months until November and I’m sure I can keep busy working and playing until then.  And as the Good Book says “The truth shall set you free.”  It’s better to have the bad news than to be confused by the lies.  If the bad guys have won it’s best to know.  Then you can make the decisions you need to in order to figure out Plan B.

FBI Raids Mar A Lago – US Officially a Banana Republic

So they’ve taken the final step.

It’s great to see that the Stasi are doing everything they can to alienate half the country.  If we are able to take back control of the government it should be easy to find the votes to fire and cancel the pensions of most of the rats currently holed up in the Justice Department.  That should be the campaign slogan for 2022 and 2024.

So what we have are two separate standards of justice and selective enforcement based on the political alignment of the individual.  If you are Democrats or their agents you can burn down cities and even kill innocent citizens with complete impunity.  But even if you’re the former republican President of the United States you will be deprived of your constitutional protections using trumped up charges and corrupt Washington DC judges to do the bidding of Democrat political operatives in the Justice Department.

I’d say today marks the official beginning of the United States as a banana republic.  Don’t be surprised by anything.  Should really do wonders for the Democrats chances in November.  I wonder if this might get Brandon’s approval rating into the single digits by tomorrow.