It is right to learn, even from the enemy.
Ovid
All the Secrets of the Universe and Some Really Important Stuff Too!
It is right to learn, even from the enemy.
Ovid
What’s to say today? I guess the most interesting news event is Musk’s Space-X stepped in and brought the astronauts stranded on the International Space Station home after Boeing stranded them there six months ago.
There’s something ironic in this situation. Boeing has been in the news for the last year because of defective aircraft that many have associated with DEI based hiring practices. And now Space-X; an Elon Musk company that prides itself on merit-based hiring, steps in and solves a frightening situation with a can-do approach to space flight. It’s like watching the two approaches to hiring compared face to face before our eyes.
I guess the other big story is that lousy judge trying to block the deportation of Central American gang-bangers by the Trump administration. Afterward Trump said he should be impeached. And so Chief Justice Roberts opens his big mouth and says that precedent doesn’t call for impeachment on a difference of opinion on a judge’s ruling.
As if that were what is going on. These slimy leftist judges will stall and block everything the Trump administration wants to get done for the American people. We will see this for the next four years. If Roberts wants to be at all useful, he should expedite all requests by Trump’s administration to have these phony judges’ decisions reviewed by the Supreme Court and allow Trump to fix all these problems. Of course, impeachment will never solve the problem. We would need a supermajority in the Congress. What we need is the Supreme Court to provide constitutional review of these awful decisions.
Today I finally got a handle on the impasse I’ve been wrestling with in finishing my book. What I need is a good crisis/resolution to reach the endpoint. So here is a situation where you know where you want to end up but there needs to be a struggle to make it feel satisfying. But I don’t need another physical battle. I need a popular revolt. And I think I’ve figured out an angle. I think I’ll withdraw the consent of the governed. I’ll have a national guard unit revolt and then let it cascade across a state and then across the country. Now I have to figure out the dramatic details. I’ll have the national guard unit refuse to hand over my protagonist then when the Army wants to send in regulars, I’ll have the governors of the four states where Connors people are located close ranks with all of their national guard troops to deny the arrest. And then I’ll let it swell from there. That seems pretty good. After that I’ll let the newly appointed president convene a Constitutional Convention to begin cleaning up the mess that the Deep State has caused. And that will give me a nice breakpoint to allow my protagonist to be pardoned by the president. And more than pardoned, exonerated. And then I can allow him to ride off into the sunset which is something I’ve been thinking about for a while.
So that’s what I was doing today. Thursday will be a long day when I’ll be working on stuff I hate. But that’s life. I have one of the grandsons coming over Saturday. That should be fun. Apparently, he’s voted for spaghetti and meatballs and mint chocolate chip ice cream. So, I’d better do some extra time on the rowing machine this week. But maybe I’ll burn some of that off with a baseball catch. I hope my shoulder is still functional after a winter of chopping ice. I wonder what movie he wants to watch? I hope it’s “The Return of the King.” I haven’t seen that one in a while. I think the “Ride of the Rohirrim” is about due.
Well, that should be enough for now.
Nothing is stronger than habit.
Ovid
Today is Camera Girl’s birthday. But being a woman, she doesn’t want to play up the whole getting older thing. So, we call it St. Patrick’s Day and celebrate by having corned beef and cabbage. But since boiled corned beef and cabbage is kind of blah, she makes it her own way. It’s kind of Italian corned beef and cabbage. The meat and potatoes are roasted and the cabbage is sauteed separately in olive oil with minced garlic and seasonings. It’s really quite good that way. This was also the day that the mallards returned to the puddle.
And the last of the great southern glacier melted away and left the great southern mud field.
I also used the warmer weather as an excuse to cut down all the raspberry canes in our garden.
This was a controversial act because depending upon whether we have summer or fall plants we will or won’t get any berries this year. Apparently, summer berries take two years to produce berries while fall berries are one year berry producers. If we have the two-year type then cutting all the canes means we’ll get nothing this year. This will make me decidedly unpopular with Camera Girl and Princess Sack of Potatoes because they are big fans of this fruit. But a man’s got to do, what a man’s got to do. I was at an impasse. I couldn’t tell what we had and figured solving it once and for all was the way to go. May the Lord have mercy on my soul. Well anyway, I’ll put out a bunch of fertilizer and try to maximize the growth we get this year.
Camera Girl was out feeding Moe the Crow and his wife Flo the Crow when she noticed that a large raptor was in one of the trees over the puddle. After being alerted I sprang into action and captured some poor-quality photos through the balcony door window and a lot of intervening branches. I think it’s a black vulture. So now carrion birds are joining the menagerie. Only in Dunwich.
Well things are moving forward and spring is in high gear. We had a bunch of rain and so far, the Compound seems to have escaped any major winter structural damage. And considering how much more and higher speed wind we’ve had in the last three or four years that’s encouraging. This winter there have been nights when sitting in the living room and listening to the wind howling like some combination of a freight train and a banshee has been a little discouraging. I mean I hate to be one of those old guys who claims that things were so much better when I was a youngster but honest to goodness, I think with the wind it must be objectively true. And as a climate change denier this is inconvenient. Although it’s as likely for the climate to be warming or cooling without the help of anthropogenic factors to blame. So, it is nice that we can start to emerge from our winter cocoon and begin to enjoy the outside world again.
And so, slightly ahead of the calendar I hereby declare that Dunwich Spring has sprung.
Either don’t try at all or make damned sure you succeed.
Ovid
In Elena Gorokhova’s 2010 memoir “A Mountain of Crumbs” she famously writes: “The rules are simple: they lie to us, we know they’re lying, they know we know they’re lying, but they keep lying to us, and we keep pretending to believe them.”
I guess that’s the only difference between us and the Soviets. A lot of us didn’t know how much they were lying to us. Probably it’s because the living is so much easier here than in Soviet Russia, that for most people we could assume that things were being run pretty well and we didn’t have to mistrust everything that our government said and did.
So maybe we didn’t get smarter. Instead, life got tougher and so it was easier to see when they were lying and cheating us. After all, when things are great and you have everything you need the fact that a lying skunk like Joe Biden is skimming a little from government contractors doesn’t seem like the end of the world.
But when the bottom falls out and they’re selling off your country by the metric ton and telling you it’s your own fault. And then when they cause a plague and then gaslight you into locking yourself in your house for a couple of years it kind of becomes obvious what’s going on. They lied about the border, they lied about crime, they lied about inflation, they lied about energy prices, they lied about COVID, they lied about the vaccines, they lied about transgender children, they lied about the elections, they lied about Trump, they lied about Joe Biden’s dementia and finally they lied about Kamala’s polls.
But in our favor, we didn’t pretend to believe them. At least not those of us with normal intelligence. So, we’re not as bad off as Soviet Russia. The difference is we haven’t let them cow us into saying that 2 + 2 = 5.
But all of this came up because of that NY Times opinion article that owned up to all the lies about COVID that the government and the experts told. A lot of us didn’t believe the lies because we had a little sense about how ridiculous it was to think that anything less than a biohazard pressure suit and a washdown airlock would keep us safe from an airborne respiratory virus. But I shouldn’t be surprised that a lot of people would think, “The government wouldn’t lie to us about something that important.”
Well, guess what? They did. And that’s what’s so powerful about this moment. Eureka! Now what else have they lied to us about? Until now the government has been protected from the worst suspicions because no one wants to feel like a paranoid mental case.
“There’s no way the CIA killed Kennedy.” Wanna bet?
“There’s no way we knew Sadaam didn’t have a nuclear program.” Wanna bet?
“There’s no way the FBI had men on the ground on January 6th. Wanna bet?
“There’s no way the CIA, the FBI and the Secret Service were responsible for letting that kid get a clip of ammo off at that Trump rally.” Wanna bet?
Are all of these things 100% certain? No. But now that we know what goes on with our government is it as likely as not? I’d say certainly. So, let’s say half of them are true. Look where that leaves us if half of those are true. Look at where we are even if none of those are true but their actual lies make us all conspiracy theorists from now on. And we have no choice. Once you’ve seen some of the things we’ve seen; the COVID lies, you can’t unsee them. You can no longer trust your government. They have to be kept in check. They have to be held accountable. It’s different world.