Idle Hands

The first frost is due Tuesday night.  I’ve heard there could be snow or freezing rain.  That’s Halloween, so everyone is hoping it holds off until the kids are home from their candy raids.  Of course, a dusting of snow would be alright but freezing rain would be awful.  I remember many years ago when my children were still small and I walked them through the sidewalks of the small town common where we lived at the time when a freezing rain began.  Their plastic pumpkin candy containers filled up with rain and ruined their treats.  But worse still they were frozen to the bone by the time we walked home.  Truly a miserable end to an exciting night for the young.

I had the family over today for a kid’s birthday party.  Amazing.  Remarkable how much good will and high spirits can be created with some pasta and meat sauce.  Well, there was ice cream cake too.  I guess that could be an extenuating circumstance.  I also learned that a pool table will turn into a Nok Hockey table if you allow for the inventiveness of small children.  Instead of a pool cue they use billiard balls as paddles to shoot the other balls back and forth at each other.  Of course, it was probably a little dangerous.  Some small hands might have been pinched while they played and more than a few times the balls came flying off the table and bounced and banged their way across the room.  But they had a good time.  Later on, we had a couple of normal games with the older kids and I tried to teach Princess Sack of Potatoes how to use the cue to make a shot but let’s just say that her way of clearing the table seemed to make her happier.  So, all good stuff.

And we found an old book of “Scary Stories” that I had read to my kids all those years ago.  And I heard about how scary my delivery had been.  And some approved of those convincing dramatics and some had been too afraid.  And I remembered the occasion so many years ago and it surprised me that they still remembered the details.  And so, I offered the book to the children’s mothers and told them to use their own judgement as to when the children were old enough for the story of “The Big Toe.”

So, kids are still kids.  Even with all the nonsense that’s been introduced to ruin them.  They still enjoy being scared by a ghost story and misusing their parents’ toys and all the same things that we did.  You can still enjoy being a parent and grandparent and a kid.  It’s just a lot more expensive.  But that’s nothing new.

But something has changed in the last fifty years.  Our government doesn’t want any more kids.  At least not ones whose parents were born here.  Nobody is planning for them to have jobs and lives and eventually kids of their own.  Slowly but surely.  Methodically and cold-bloodedly, they’ve strangled off the world that produced all that living.  All the jobs that were located in factories and plants that produced everything from shoes to phones to washing machines no longer exist.  Or rather they exist in China, Thailand and Malaysia.  Our kids and grandkids are out of luck.  They’re not needed.  They’re not even needed as engineers, architects, managers or accountants.  Even those things have been outsourced.  The message is we’re not needed and we’re not wanted.  There’s no room for us and certainly not for any of our kids.

And yet the American people haven’t said no.  Well, some of them have said no.  But there hasn’t been an upswelling of anger at seeing their country chloroformed.  I find this remarkable.  Are we that blind?  Are we that stupid?  I guess we are.  What seems obvious to me is that unless this changes very soon there won’t be much left.  Just the managerial elite and their servants.  And I’m sure they’ll keep squeezing even that fraction down to a minimum.

So human capital is no longer the thing.  Well, we’ve been told over and over again that “our democracy” is a precious thing.  If the powers that be aren’t careful, they may find out what raw democracy means when it goes looking for the hand that shut off the work that used to keep it busy.  Idle hands are the devil’s workshop.

29OCT2023 – OCF Update

Today will be a great celebration of grandchildishness so there will be a slow period on site.  And the next few days will be especially busy for me in the work world, an enormous amount of to-do-ing will envelop me.  I pray I’ll have the strength to avoid excessive honesty.

I’ve been watching the requisite number of horror movies that the holiday warrants.  Several I haven’t seen in decades.  What I noticed is that in the 1980s a quite generous dose of humor was added to the formula and that gave these movies their distinctive feel.  “Lost Boys,” “An American Werewolf in London,” John Carpenter’s “The Thing.”  It does feel like a time machine watching these old movies.  Even with the gore it feels like a sunnier world than our own.  I haven’t decided which, if any, I intend to review.  But I better hurry or they’ll already be behind the times.

So stay tuned.  The world is bound to dismay us soon and I’ll have something hyperbolic to say about it.

In keeping with the season some wolfbane from the garden.  Something with poison in it.

 

How Do You Un-Crash the Country to Win an Election?

I think a pretty good case could be made that the Democrats and the Deep State manufactured two crises in 2020 to scuttle Donald Trump’s reelection.  The FBI used Antifa and BLM to gin up the George Floyd riots and then the CIA released the COVID virus and the CDC and Fauci orchestrated the destruction of the US economy afterwards.  Now that’s a mighty desperate gambit.  And even with the mail in ballot scam it barely worked.

But you could say it worked too well.  Between the disruptions to life caused by urban crime and the business disruptions caused by everything that went on, the United States hasn’t been able to get back to normal.  But then how do you avoid the stigma of running a circus like this?

Apparently, you don’t.  Joe Biden is as popular as leprosy, even among Democrats.  Even someone as in the tank for the Democrats as James Carville is telling whoever will listen to him that Biden will lose in a matchup with Trump.  Apparently, Trump hatred isn’t enough to blind Carville to the reality of how bad “Bidenomics” is really playing out across the country.  The claims that inflation is in the low single digits aren’t fooling the people paying the bills in American households.  And trumpeting low unemployment numbers doesn’t comfort people working two jobs and still unable to pay their rent bill.

And that’s just the, “it’s the economy stupid” dimension to the state of things.  The total list of problems is staggering.

If you live or work in a city you have

  • violent crime
  • disappearing retail stores because of organized looting
  • squalor associated with homeless encampments
  • dysfunctional schools
  • and race hatred running amok

Drugs and illegal aliens have flooded the country.  And everyone is dealing with corporate and government systemic racism branded as Diversity, Equity and Inclusion.  Government agencies are continuously making proclamations declaring the United States as a hotbed of white supremacy and putting out guidelines to remind us of, and proselytize our children against, our various sins.

Well, then how do they win the next election.  Can they just depend on election fraud for everything?  It seems kinda dicey.  And so, I think that explains the various wars.  Dementia Joe has been doing his best wag the dog act now for a year and a half.  But despite pulling out all the stops the only ones buying it are the true believers and the people who make their money off of the war machine.  So then, what’s left to do?  I guess we’ll find out.

Honestly, I’m at the point where I wouldn’t be surprised by anything the Left does to remain in power.  Fraud and kangaroo courts have already made their appearance as political strategies.  Martial law and suspension of elections would be the next logical extension.

But it begs the question, could they have already done so much damage to the country’s sense of normalcy and well-being that they have undermined their own legitimacy?  Of course, it’s hard to know for sure.  The last time we were this far over the edge was probably the civil war.  And back then each side was united in its struggle to win the war.  Currently there is a three-way split of the population.  One third Left, one third Right and one third in the middle.  I guess it’s possible for things to get so bad that the middle third might jump far enough to the Right to even overrule fraud and banana republic tactics.  I’m not saying it will but there’s enough doubt that maybe it might.

Anyway, I think about such things when I listen to the news and watch the various talking heads talk.  I entered the working world during Jimmy Carter’s term in office.  Inflation was so bad in 1980 that the cheapest insurance company in town gave all of its employees a bonus in the middle of the year just because they felt so bad for us.  But the economic conditions today are much, much worse.  I realize that the Democrats in 1980 were loyal Americans and today they’re Bolsheviks but maybe there are enough independents to help us save the country.  I’m not staking my life on it.  I’m just wistfully hoping it could happen.

David French Is Leaving X. Tell Elon He’ll Have to Shut it Down.

The man who has defined fake conservatism for our generation is flouncing out of Elon Musk’s sandbox.

“I’m leaving Twitter, for the indefinite future. The reason is simple: this site is becoming more like Gab every day. It’s a font of hatred, lies, and harassment.”

Oh, the humanity.

https://x.com/orionscoldfire/status/1718116605442355234?s=20

Who’s next Mitt Romney?  JEB! Bush?

Mike Johnson is the New Speaker of the House

Well, the doofuses managed to get their act together and Johnson got a unanimous vote from the Stupid Party.  From what I’ve read he’s on the conservative side of things and he hasn’t insulted Donald Trump.  As far as things can be characterized as hopeful let’s call it that.  We’ll take a pause before recording how the Keystone Cops manage to shoot themselves in the foot later on in the week.  Two and half cheers for the doofuses. Hip, hip hoo.

 

Another Day in Paradise, Sort Of

Slapping together a post late at night is a recipe for incoherence.  But that’s my claim to fame.  Fame?

Well, here we are again my old nemesis.  What shall we talk about?

I read a little about the continuing adventures of the Republican House representatives trying to select a new Speaker.  They tried another one of the establishment guys, Tom Emmer of Minnesota, the majority whip.  Trump posted, “Voting for a globalist RINO like Tom Emmer would be a tragic mistake!”  Well, that’s that.

Now the question that needs to be answered is can they agree on anyone as Speaker?  Maybe not.  It’s possible that the establishment would rather cause a government shutdown rather than allow someone outside of their club from controlling the purse strings in Washington.  At this point I think I’m okay with a government shutdown.  Sure, it would probably mean chaos and possibly bankruptcy for me personally but I think it might not be a bad way of getting the attention of the people running this madhouse.  Eventually the establishment Republicans will cut a deal with the Democrats and make Hakeem Jeffries Speaker.  And that’s fine.  It will demonstrate to the world that the Uniparty is a living, breathing reality.  But I have to admire the rebels in the Trump wing of the House Republicans for sticking by their guns and slapping the RINOs around like they’re doing.  It’s great theater.

It looks like mostly everybody admits that unless Donald Trump is forced off the primary ballot, he will win the nomination.  And once he’s in the general election he’s definitely going to get a crapload of votes.  Not to say fraud couldn’t beat him.  We know from sad experience it could.  But regardless of Trump’s towering lead in the primaries there are several candidates who want to stay in the race in case chicanery takes Trump off the ballot.  I’m guessing DeSantis and Haley are in it for the long haul.  I’m not sure anyone else has enough money coming in to stay in long term.  It’s just a little more than a year before that election but it will feel like forever, especially as the country falls apart around us on multiple fronts.  But it will be interesting.

And speaking of interesting, in a horrific way, the two hot wars continue unabated.  Israel is probing Gaza to see where the hostages are hidden and trying to figure out how to wound Hamas critically without losing hundreds, if not thousands of IDF lives.

And the Ukraine war grinds on.  The majority of the Ukrainian “spring” offensive is over and the Russians have taken to the offense.  The latest front is the fortified city of Avdiivka which the Russians have begun to encircle.  Today they managed to overrun, at very great cost, the high ground northwest of the city called Terrikon.  With the loss of this high ground the Ukrainians will be forced to move their artillery much farther west and north of the present positions and that will finally put an end to the artillery bombardment of Donetsk City which has been a humanitarian problem for the Russian Donbas since the beginning of hostilities in 2014.  But all indications are that conquering Avdiivka will be a slow painful grind for the Russian army in the same way as the Bakhmut campaign was earlier this year, but smaller.  I guess the wars will drag on for months and years but maybe there’s a chance we can put an end to the tens of billions of dollars that Biden keeps shoveling into Zelensky’s (and his own) off-shore accounts.  Well, we’ll see.

I won’t talk about the economy.  It’s too gruesome to dwell on.  We’re all being sent to the cleaners and we’ll all be a little poorer by and by but that’s just par for the course.  Of course, if Joe gets his $100 billion dollars for Ukraine maybe we’ll be a lot poorer and a lot sooner.  But leave that be for now.

So that’s my quick synopsis of where we are right now.  Everybody, do your best to hang in there.  Tomorrow belongs to the people with endurance.  Let that be us.

Lab Rats

Yesterday I was skimming through an interview with Mitt Romney about his decision to retire from the Senate.  Naturally it was thoroughly self-serving and delusionary about almost everything he mentions; his motives, the actions of the other politicians in both parties and about the needs of the country.

But one line seemed true, “What he seemed to know for sure was that he no longer fit in his current party. Throughout our two years of interviews, I heard Romney muse repeatedly about leaving the GOP. He’d stayed long after he stopped feeling at home there—long after his five sons had left—because he felt a quixotic duty to save it.”

So even someone as dense as Mitt Romney recognizes that the Republican party is being pushed away from its current orientation, as a sham conservative organization.  Of course, Romney thinks that what he believes is the true conservative creed.  But he’s an idiot so he can be excused.  Who can’t be excused are people like Mitch McConnell and his henchmen or Paul Ryan.  These are men who used their power in Congress to sell out their constituency to the Left and to the vested interests that are their paymasters.

But the problem is that pushing the Republican party toward the right is a herculean task that only glacially makes any progress.  The inertia toward the priorities of people like Mitch McConnell is overwhelming and is continuously reinforced by the culture and business that Washington is built on.  That’s the reality.  So be it.

And that’s why anyone who is at all serious about trying to change this country has to come up with a new approach that doesn’t depend on trying to reform the Republican Party from within.  And I’m not talking about trying to create a third political party.  That would just waste incredible resources and probably achieve nothing.

What is needed is a stand-alone organization that can effect change directly at all levels and in all facets of life.  In the political arena it can be a PAC lobbying at the federal, state and local level.  When lobbying fails it can fund the campaign of a primary challenger against the recalcitrant law maker.

It can provide legal defense when the federal government and some state and local governments unfairly persecute those on the Right.  It can bring cases to the Supreme Court (for as long as we hold a majority there) to end unconstitutional laws.

It can act as a community advocate complaining to corporations about products or even corporate policies that disadvantage or anger our constituency.  In this capacity this organization can use media coverage or even advertising to embarrass or put on notice corporations disrespecting their own customers.  And if all else fails it can sue them to force change.

And finally, this organization can act as an incubator for any initiatives or programs that would facilitate conservatives flourishing inside of the progressive prison, we find ourselves in.  Maybe there could be a program for providing credit to private and religious schools in blue states so that more people can bring their children up safely.  Maybe whole industries could be financed like a real attempt to foster a conservative (or at least non-woke) film industry.  Or any one of a thousand business opportunities that would be happily patronized by the Right if they provided a competitive alternative to the woke competition.

Now none of this is new.  I’ve said it a dozen times before (my apologies to my faithful readers).  My point in repeating it here is this.  Until such time as something like this is begun there won’t be any chance of progress for our side.  Right now, we’re like the lab rats pressing the lever and waiting for the food tablet to appear.  We’re not in charge of anything.  We’re just part of the experiment.  If we want to take control of our lives we’ll have to bust out of the cage.  And until we see one of the lab rats with a file sawing through the bars of the cage we might as well stop hitting the food lever.  Starvation would be a cleaner death than what they have in store for us.

The Nitwits that Blew Up the World Whistle Past the Graveyard

I was reading this article about how the destruction of the Minneapolis downtown would have to be repaired by turning all the office buildings into hipster artisanal breweries and drag-queen day care centers.

And I thought to myself, “Sure why not?”  In fact, really the whole Summer of George Floyd/Winter of COVID thing was an enormous stroke of luck.  All those small businesses that employed white supremacists from Old America were standing in the way of the future.  Now those areas are available for the businesses of tomorrow.  All kinds of entrepreneurs like human resource managers (pimps), pharmaceutical supply chain (MS-13) and retail redistribution (flash mob theft).

In fact they’re super-available.  Whole business districts are emptied out.  The telecommuting office workers are afraid to come back to the downtown because of rampaging gangs of looters and carjackers.  So all the lunch shops and retail stores that depended on the foot traffic from these office workers have gone out of business and their owners and workers have joined the ranks of the urban poor.

“Using the mill district as a measure, the makeover of downtown will be a long, costly process. It took decades for developers to replace mills with a lively 24-hour neighborhood, and much of it was done during a period of low interest rates. Rates are now at a two-decade high.   

The Minneapolis mayor said the city has no choice but to try. The central business district remains the city’s biggest concentration of jobs and real-estate investment, connected to the rest of the city with highways and light-rail lines.

“Downtowns are always going to be a centrifugal force,” he said. “What’s going to have to change is how we view it.””

Now this is the mayor who ordered the Minneapolis Police to stand down and allow the rioters to burn down the police precinct near the George Floyd martyrdom site.  Based on his track record I don’t think I’ll hold my breath waiting for the Minneapolis downtown to revive.

Search for Intelligent Life on Cable TV

Tonight, I watched for the first time Charlton Heston’s 1988, made for television version of “A Man for All Seasons.”  So, of course, when I watch it, I’m comparing it to the 1966 film starring Paul Scofield.  And that was a great movie.  Great acting, all around.  If I’m being honest the Scofield picture is better.  But the later film is still a pleasure to watch.  And that is because it is essentially the same story.  Both movies are based on the same stage play and for that reason both provide the same story and characters.  Even large chunks of the dialog are the same.

Both plays include an argument between Thomas More and his future son-in-law about the value of man’s law in God’s world.  It’s one of my favorite parts of the play.  He tried to make his daughter’s very idealistic and self-righteous fiancé understand that man’s law was made to deal with imperfect humans not angels.  And without it we would all be at the mercy of the powerful.

‘William Roper: “So, now you give the Devil the benefit of law!”

Sir Thomas More: “Yes! What would you do? Cut a great road through the law to get after the Devil?”

William Roper: “Yes, I’d cut down every law in England to do that!”

Sir Thomas More: “Oh? And when the last law was down, and the Devil turned ’round on you, where would you hide, Roper, the laws all being flat? This country is planted thick with laws, from coast to coast, Man’s laws, not God’s! And if you cut them down, and you’re just the man to do it, do you really think you could stand upright in the winds that would blow then? Yes, I’d give the Devil benefit of law, for my own safety’s sake!’

The image of the law as a windbreak that protects us from the winds of merciless powers that rule the Earth.  Wonderful image.  The author is a poet, I’d say and a good one.

So even though the later film is not as great as the earlier one it is true to the play and this trueness to the story, even if in the hands of less able actors still manages to provide the same general experience.  There’s a satisfaction in watching a play that provides that successful theatrical effect.  It draws the audience in and immerses them in the scene, in the words, in the interaction of characters that you care about and believe in for the short time that you sit there and watch and listen.

And that’s a theatrical experience.  Most movies do not possess this.  Because the rule of movies is, “Don’t tell them, show them.”  And even a play is showing us something.  But to pull together a scene where the characters are in a space together and they collide and we get to see who they are by what they say is still a very powerful experience.  No special effects needed.  No need for fancy camera angles.  Think of how many great courtroom scenes you can think of.  Or a death scene between lovers.  The dramatic scene is charged with meaning and all that is needed is a poet’s soul to breathe life into it.  Even mediocre actors can take a wonderful scene and give the audience the catharsis that the writer created.

But the truth is this is a relatively rare event.  Out of the thousands or tens of thousands of movies that have been made in the last century or so what percentage have this quality?  I’d guess it’s much less than one percent.  I don’t have any figures to back this up but I doubt it’s a tenth of a percent.  Most of the “entertainment” produced is awful.  It has no soul.  And I’m not even talking about its morality.  I can imagine that art can be made that’s immoral or even amoral.  But what it can’t lack is an honesty about what it’s trying to say.  You can claim that the world is a meaningless maelstrom of death and destruction and out of that you can make art that could touch the human heart.  Or you can show us sublime love and the selfless sacrifice of a mother for her child.  And that could be art too.  But mostly what we get is dreck.  We might as well be watching a surveillance camera of traffic moving on a street.

I have three good movie versions of “A Christmas Carol.”  And I like to watch all three of them.  All three provide a close approximation of the story and therefore a similar feeling of catharsis.  And likewise, there are some other classic movies that tell a story that was so good that they’ve been redone.  One of Shakespeare’s plays or some other talented author’s work.  So, I’ll own several versions of the same work.  And seeing how different actors and directors bring the classic scenes to life is interesting to compare.  But the underlying experience is based on the skill with which the story was crafted and given human meaning.

All that was a lot of words.  Maybe it made sense to you.  I guess it can be boiled down to the fact that there are such things as timeless classics and they exist because they resonate with something inside our brains or minds or souls.  Look for these and own them so that when the crap that you can “stream” on some particular night is just too soul-deadening for you to stand you can reach for this DVD or Blu-ray or whatever technological incarnation exists and feed your soul with something that has meaning and maybe joy.  Or at worst find the book.

ShatnerKhan III – The Anti-Climax

In these years of decay and barbarism even ShatnerKhan is only a pallid shadow of its former glory.  All the zest has been drained away.  How can we mock Bill Shatner when the present regime makes us look back with nostalgia at a time when tawdry power mad behavior and laughably bad acting was restricted to Khan and Kirk.  Now it’s everywhere.  Joe Biden, Mitt Romney, Merrick Garland and most egregiously Volodymyr Zelenskyy.  Here we have a man whose original role as a bad comic actor has catapulted him into his present role as bagman for Joe Biden and the rest of the kleptocrats in Washington.  How can a mere ham actor and his Corinthian leather-hawking adversary compete?

Well, we’ll do our best today to celebrate the last few years of William Shatner’s already overextended time on this planet.  I’m not sure what facet of his career we will concentrate on today.  We’ve already hit all the high notes (such as they were) before.  Possibly today we will just reflect on the lessons we’ve all learned living in the wake of this tremendously opportunistic mediocrity who proved that post-World War II America truly was the land of opportunity, flowing with milk and honey for anyone with a room temperature IQ and a pulse.

Things may be a little quiet on the site today but I will check in from time to time.

But I’ll leave you with a taste of the Shatner that we all love to mock.  Here is what ShatnerKhan truly stands for.