Good Guys and Bad Guys

I was hunting around for a topic this morning.  I started on something about Jen Psaki.  I started making fun of all the things about her that seemed mockable.  But just thinking about her annoyed me.  It was like some kind of miasma that infects anyone who comes in proximity with her evil persona.  So, I put that aside for a day when I felt stronger.

I thought about writing something on Merrick Garland and his double standard for protestors with differing political objectives.  But I got the same feeling.  I guess some days photog just doesn’t want to rake the muck.  But I couldn’t think of any topic that didn’t involve Leftists being Leftists.  After all, armies of Antifa psychopaths are laying siege to the homes of SCOTUS justices and Homeland Security is spawning a Ministry of Truth in their spare time.

So, I got tired of thinking about all those creeps and went outside and did some yard work.  I cleaned another one of Camera Girl’s gardens of poison ivy and I pulled out a few small Russian Olive trees (still at the large shrub stage) and did a little more fence repair and enjoyed the sunny day.  There was a little more wind than I cared for but that’s become standard conditions around here lately.

And after I finished all that, I had lunch and my mood was much better.  I read the end of the second part of the Bounty Trilogy, “Men Against the Sea.”  It wasn’t as good as “Mutiny on the Bounty” but it was interesting.  I was especially interested in Bligh’s policy of avoiding any of the islands in the South Seas because of the certainty that most of the islanders were cannibals.  I’ve been stressing lately that we’ll know when we’ve hit bottom when cannibalism becomes routine in some of our larger cities.  At that point I assume most people will choose to avoid Broadway openings and the New Year’s Eve Time Square party in order to lessen the chance of being someone’s lunch.  But I could be wrong about that.  Some people really like the theater.

So, I got to thinking,  Talking about the Left is so painful because it’s thinking about people who are murdering our country.  And unless the talk is constructive and helps us get rid of them, then it’s just masochism.  What is worth talking about is anything constructive.  Trying to figure out a way to make things better.  Or sharing information on someone who is improving things like DeSantis or Musk or Trump.

And the other thing for me is to concentrate on the cultural things.  Good books and movies and photos that I like or other things that come my way.  That’s worthwhile for me.  Today I had my Monday zoom meeting with some of the guys from the old firm.  All the news was of people leaving or retiring or going to contract employment.  It sounded like a death spiral to me.  But none of us care anymore.  These companies are rotten to the core.  It’s just a way to make money for a while longer.  The future will have to be something different.  The next President who doesn’t want to preside over the death of this nation will have to grab these mega-corporation CEOs by the throat and tell them either they bring middle-class jobs to this country or they will be taxed out of existence.  It’s as simple as that.

So that was Monday.

Lynyrd Skynyrd, Ron DeSantis and the Sun Peeking Through the Clouds

Today is a cold, cloudy day with forecast for rain and maybe a little snow.  So, we went for our walk a little earlier to avoid the rain.  And as we were walking the clouds rolled back and the sun came shining through.  A beautiful walk with the streams cascading over the rocks with the extra runoff from the lake from the recent heavy rains we had.  A beautiful walk with the birds singing and chattering and the crows talking about whatever crows talk about with each other.

When we got back to the car, the clouds rolled back over the sun and a few drops fell.  But the clouds and rain were too late.  The walk had done its magic.  The mood was set and the day began the right way with optimism and energy triumphing over bad news and laziness.

And then I get home and I see that article about Lynyrd Skynyrd writing that song and I listen to the song and I think, that’s not a bad campaign song.  And DeSantis doesn’t have to hear any left-wing hippy musician telling him he can’t us his song because blah-blah fascism, blah-blah-blah.  And I thought, “Here’s optimism and energy triumphing over bad news and laziness.  Here are people doing something instead of just laying down and complaining and getting nothing done.

Of course, this is just the tiniest ray of light in a world of darkness.  Everywhere you look you see the wreckage of all that was good.  I won’t repeat the litany but let’s save time and say almost everything.  And the prospects of three more years of this misery with that imbecile in the White House.

But that’s what makes that light even more important.  Holding on for three more years of this is going to strain the morale of normal Americans to the breaking point.  We need victories, no matter how small.  Ron DeSantis succeeding against the COVID lockdowns, that was a victory.  The legislation against kindergarten grooming, that was a victory.  And even this silly song by some old Southern Rockers, even that is a tiny dose of hope.

By my reckoning we’ll need about another thousand hopeful things to get us through the next three years.  That’s about one a day.  I guess if we had to, we could get away with a hundred.  That’s a shot of hope every week and half.  I doubt that DeSantis can manage that all by himself.  Some other folks will have to step up and deliver.  Unfortunately, I think that means all of us will have to do something to make things better.

And maybe that thing that we all will have to do is suck it up and move forward with our lives and make things happen the way we want them to.  Take the time to educate your children about the propaganda they are being fed.  Make sure they won’t be confused by the messages they are being given.  Support the right people in your community and boycott anything that stands against what you believe in whenever possible.

Do the little things that are important and maybe someday we’ll see all this madness swept away.  And to torture this metaphor to the end, just like the clouds can be swept away and the sun shines through.

How Do We Last Until 2025?

A single day doesn’t seem to go by without some new Biden caused or related disaster occurring.  War, famine, pestilence, financial collapse, you name it.  The only thing missing from the list is an asteroid strike and I’m sure that the Biden team has their stupidest man working on it right now.

But seriously, these are going to be trying times.  Like everyone else I’m counting the pennies and figuring out how to reduce costs and pay for growing bills with shrinking assets.  It’s going to be extremely difficult in the weeks and months ahead.  And let’s face it, regardless of what kind of blowout the Democrats suffer in November there will be a Democrat in the White House torturing us until early in 2025.  That’s a very long time.  We won’t get through it by trying to hold our breath all the way through.

We’re going to have to be protect ourselves from all the nonsense they’ll do to break us down.  Each of us will have to do the best we can to roll with the punches and avoid being ground down by the myriad of problems these people create; money problems, crime waves, propaganda aimed at our children, more COVID fascism possibly.  We’ll have to be smart and strong.

But just as important as all these things is maintaining morale.  Your spiritual health is just as important as your physical health.  You’ve got to make time to be happy.  And that’s especially true if you are working harder to keep from falling behind.  Take some time out every day and do something that nourishes the mind and soul.  Call up an old friend and find out how he’s doing.  Visit an aged relative and bring a little joy into her day.  Buy a good book and take twenty minutes out of your day to read it.  Take a course in something you’ve always wanted to learn.  It doesn’t have to be at a college.  It could be an on-line course.  If you’re isolated by circumstances then join some activity at a local club.

Of course, if you have a young family, then make time each day to help your kids with all the things they are doing.  Make sure you know what they are thinking about.  Find out what problems they are dealing with.  With the COVID masking still going on at schools make sure they’re dealing with the stress reasonably well and let them know things will be getting better very soon.  Talk at the dinner table and try to keep their morale high too.  Find other families that you can plan outings and events with that don’t cost an arm and a leg.

And plan for the future.  Look forward to better times.  Make a list of improvements you want for your future and then start to figure out a plan to accomplish one of them first.  Don’t start with the one where you become a billionaire.  Figure out the one where you lose twenty pounds or replace the kitchen floor or get a promotion at work.

All of this is a plan to keep a positive attitude and get yourself and your loved ones through some tough times that are coming up.  And most importantly get out of the house and feel the sun on your face once in a while.  Cabin fever is a real thing especially in the cold latitudes but everywhere else too to some extent.  And of course, I’m part of the problem, but get away from the computer once in a while.

One day Joe Biden will be in the rear-view mirror.  But until then maintain your sanity and nourish your soul by balancing the stress with some fun.  Doctor’s orders.

13MAY2021 – OCF Update – Morale Boost

After reading Max Morton’s essay, “Semper Tyrannis – Always a Tyrant,” I was so disgusted with this country that I decided I needed to do something life affirming.  So, I was “at play in the fields of the Lord.”  I set up my granddaughter’s outside gymnasium, prepped the lawn tractor for the season, cut the grass and opened up the pool for the season.  It was great.  Not once did I think of the KGB in Washington, not the FBI, not the CIA, not Google, Facebook or Twitter.  And that has restored my faith in reality.

After all, if Hungary and Poland could go from repressive communist regimes to bastions of anti-woke sanity then anything is possible.  Maybe Americans will find their spines and flip Washington the bird.  And if they don’t then this isn’t the only game in town.  It’s a big world and someone somewhere will be willing to take a stand against the madness that has infected our society.

I was talking about this with a friend.  He mentioned Singapore and then listed the negatives.  It’s on the Equator and has a climate like a sauna.  It is ruled by a benevolent despot who will have you caned for chewing gum in the subway.  It has a high cost of living and cultures that are pretty alien to westerners.

I told him, “I’m willing to forego gum chewing if it means that the subways are actually safe and a mob won’t show up at my door to burn me out because I’m the wrong color.  And as far as an alien culture, our culture feels pretty alien to me right now so what am I losing?”

Don’t misunderstand me, I would love to be here when America comes to its senses and drives our woke overlords into the sea.  I would give five years of my life to see my family living in the land of the free and the home of the brave.  But let’s be real.  We don’t live in that place anymore.  And we may never be able to win it back.  If someone defies the tyrants and restarts the republic I’ll follow in a heartbeat.  But every day that passes makes me think the chances are slimmer and slimmer.

But as I said there are options.  None will ever be as good as what we had in the past but if this country is willing to wallow in madness and slavery then those who can’t stomach that life will leave and make a life somewhere else.  It’s sad but it’s sadder still to sink into depraved servitude.

So, it’s been a good day and I think I’ll send a sympathetic e-mail to Liz Cheney and suggest that if this whole political thing hasn’t worked out for her maybe she can take off a few pounds and join the Marines and find out what combat is like from the front lines.  After all she has always enjoyed the idea of other people dying for her country maybe she can take a turn.  She looks like special forces material to me.

The Deplorables Are Waiting for a Sign

Today I had a Christmas get together with some good friends that I used to work with.  All of them are on my side of the aisle and in addition to talking about the old company and people we know in common we of course talked about the sorry state of things.  First off, we were in a small bar and grill.  That meant that we couldn’t move a couple of tables to sit together.  When I tried to, the waitress acted like I was trying to light the tablecloth on fire or something.  She worriedly explained that the health department would shut them down if we were caught messing with the floor plan.  But she whisked us away to a larger table that was isolated from the rest of the guests in a corner where we could spread COVID to our hearts’ content.  So much for a casual get together.

After we ordered our drinks, I heard all the complaints about the old firm and its latest idiocies in the face of the “pandemic.”  Then we talked about the COVID madness and the election.  And I was a little surprised.  They were much more fed up with the lockdown than even I am.  One of the guys says he was talking with some friends of his on the local police force and they told him that they’re reaching their limit of tolerance for what’s going on.  Many of the older and even some of the younger cops are disgusted with the damage that has been done to the owners of restaurants and the other small businesses effected by the shutdowns.  A lot of those business owners are friends and relatives of the cops.  Some of the cops are talking about the idea of a strike.  I asked him for details but he didn’t have any.  Maybe it’s just grousing but it’s interesting to know that cracks are beginning to appear in the state and municipal workforce even here in New England.

All of my friends were convinced that the COVID shutdowns weren’t going away anytime soon and that they were basically a way for the state to take control of our lives and make us grovel.  And they all know that vaccinations will be considered a condition for being allowed to keep their jobs at the old firm.

Then we talked about the election.  There was unanimity that the elections were blatantly stolen.  They were all pessimistic about the attempt to reverse the electoral college votes.  Some of the strongest anger was aimed at John Roberts and the part he played in the fraud.  And everyone agreed that William Barr was not trying to help get to the truth on any of the investigations he was supposedly working on.  Most felt he was just another swamp creature.  And everyone agreed that things were going to get much worse if Joe Biden gets into the White House, especially up here in New England.  They were already talking about sending their guns out of state to forestall the confiscations they were expecting.

But the most surprising reaction I heard was from one guy in particular.  He is one of the staunchest conservatives in the group and an avid consumer of the information on line.  He listens to everything that’s out there and he follows back links and does his own research into the facts instead of just reading the pundits and the cable channel stuff.

He said he’s done.  He’s not going to listen to anymore talk.  He’s shutting off the pundits and he’s not going to get involved in the issues and politics and he isn’t going to support anymore politicians.  He says he’s just going to enjoy his life and let the world go straight to hell.

I asked him what had been the last straw.  He said the election fraud was what did it.  From his way of looking at things, if the Left can steal an election blatantly and no one on the Right is doing anything more than running around in circles and wetting their pants then it’s all over.  I asked him if there was anything that could change his mind.  He said yeah, if the Right finally puts some of those hundreds of millions of guns out in the street and used them to make the Left walk back the election fraud.

I had no answer for that.  Because he’s kind of right.  We’ve been outmaneuvered by crooked bureaucrats and third-rate thugs and moronic political hacks.  No one has come forward to lead a popular revolt against this tin-pot junta that has weaponized the intelligence agencies and the social media platforms against us.  They have shown us that this isn’t a democracy.  It’s a banana republic and we’re the peasants who pick the bananas.

But I am hopeful that some brave and powerful individual will decide to make a stand somewhere out there in Red State America and begin pushing this thing back in the right direction.  My friend is waiting for that sign.  And the more I think about it I think we’re all waiting for a sign that there’s still some fight left on our side.

The ZMan Looks on the Bright Side

The ZMan is one of my favorite evil thinkers and he has the greatest radio voice on the Dissident Right.  In fact I call his mellifluous Friday podcast the Voice of Saruman because like that hypnotic wizard he can beguile even the pure of heart if they don’t  spit on the ground three times and make the devil’s horns at the computer speaker before he speaks.

But this week his podcast is positively upbeat!  Now granted it was an effort and he couched all the good news in caveats and conditionals but give the devil his due.  He had words of praise for President Trump’s efforts to rein in legal immigration and he had a bunch of other good news too.  And he also had sensible things to say to the dissidents about pessimism and its deleterious effects.  This is advice that anyone on the Right should hear.  All in all an excellent podcast indeed.

Happy Happy Fun Time

A Well Needed Shot in the Arm

Over the weekend I was attending a family event that kept me off the internet for almost the entirety of Friday and Saturday.  The events of last week, the rioting and the Supreme Court betrayals had soured my outlook severely.

It was a very enjoyable gathering and I had a lot of fun with my family.  But that didn’t relieve the gloom I was feeling for the events going on in the larger world.  Saturday night after most of the attendees had left I was sitting down in front of the television with my host for the weekend and we saw that President Trump’s rally in Tulsa was taking place so we tuned in.

And from the very start my mood improved and I was laughing at all the stories he was relating about how the fake news twisted the events of his West Point appearance and all the other anecdotes he had for the speech.  And the two of us agreed that we had to get to one of these rallies.  It was just too much fun not to get involved in.

And another thing I noticed was that just watching the President glibly controlling the stage reminded me why the idea of Creepy Uncle Joe debating President Trump was laughably absurd.  Watching any of Biden’s recent television appearances or commercials makes it painfully obvious that he can no longer string together a coherent English sentence.

Of course, I didn’t become giddy from watching the rally.  I still feel that the Supreme Court has proven itself hostile to the Constitution.  I recognize that it almost certain that it will take, at the least, civil disobedience by state governments to protect us from unconstitutional laws.  It will be necessary to live in a red state to hope to avoid being subjected to the progressive straitjacket of laws and social bullying that schools, government agencies and suppliant corporations supply.

But it’s easy to become discouraged.  It’s easy to forget that this is a President who perseveres over whatever catastrophe is thrown at him; pandemics, race riots, biased judges, a biased Supreme Court, rogue intelligence agencies, biased and dishonest media organizations, you name it.  He shrugs it off and he keeps pushing forward.  But it’s important to reflect on the President’s strength and resilience because it is just those qualities that allow him to rally his constituents and thereby discourage his enemies.

So, thank you Donald Trump for a boost, a shot in the arm, a reminder.  In a country where bureaucrats, judges, politicians, media talking heads and academic experts will tell you that your opinions are outmoded and outnumbered by the Cloud People and their allies, the Rioters, it’s good to know there is one man who is unafraid and undeterred by all these liars and losers.  He speaks up for us and he speaks up for himself and with him running the country we still are able to keep a modicum of freedom, a little bit of our dignity and as it turns out, even a good chunk of our sense of humor.  Thank you President Trump.

14MAY2020 – Boosting My Morale

I remember how much fun it was to watch the compilation videos of the 2016 election and the reactions of the Left.  To hear them go from arrogant assurance to nervous uncertainty to shocked disbelief and finally crash land into wallowing misery was a comedic masterpiece on par with the best of Seinfeld or Monty Python.  The loopiness of the lefties both famous and unknown was marvelous.  Their gob-smacked stuttering shock was music to my ears.  In every way it was poetic justice.

And I’ve missed that experience.  It’s a great tonic to see your enemies driven before you in panic and derision.  At the very least, it’ll be six months until the election and even the debates, if they happen, are months away.  So, what’s a deplorable to do?

YouTube may be the Great Satan but it is the lazy man’s answer to any audio-visual search that could exist.  So, I searched under President Trump and Acosta and I found all kinds of comic gold.  It really is remarkable just how much abuse Jim Acosta has absorbed in the last three years.  President Trump has called him a hack, a liar, a purveyor of fake news, an employee for a fake news network.  The only thing he hasn’t done is make fun of his mother.  And then I saw some videos purporting to show the President attacking female reporters unfairly.  More gold.  For them his favorite line is calling their questions nasty.  One compilation claimed that the President especially attacked women of color.  And of course, that was the focus of that video.  But it’s great to see the President doling out equal derision and scorn to all fake news purveyors regardless of race, color or sex.  In fact, I like to think that the President would be proud to give the same messages of scorn to a tall muscular man in a sun dress as he does to a petite Chinese woman or a plain old doofus like Jim Acosta.  His message is one of egalitarianism.  No matter who you are and what you look like all it takes to qualify as a purveyor of fake news is a bedrock lack of honesty and an IQ of about 85.  In a way the White House Press Corps has become a sort of Ellis Island or mixing pot of dishonest talking heads.  Probably the biggest distinguishing characteristic is just how rude any particular reporter is willing to be to the President of the United States.  In this competition women have without a doubt taken the lead.  And this is another area where women’s rights could advance.  I have always harbored the hope that one day in the middle of one of Acosta’s rude outbursts against the President that he would instruct the Secret Service to drag Acosta out by the arms and legs and hurl him out the door.  If they tossed him just right, I always thought that he might bounce a couple of times like when you skip a flat stone over the surface of a lake.  The move could be nick-named the “Acosta.”  What would be great is if someday a woman could be acosta-ed just like a man without any sexism about how women aren’t just as capable of two or even three bounces on that polished White House floor.  That is my dream.  That a reporter not be judged by the choice of its pronouns but rather on the basis of its aero dynamicity and bounce elasticity.  Kinda chokes you up, don’t it?  I can almost hear the Battle Hymn of the Republic playing somewhere in the background.

Friday Always Seems a Little More Optimistic

Yesterday I commented on William Barr’s lack of concrete progress in prosecuting the cabal of Deep State actors in the intelligence agencies that had tried to pull off a coup in 2017.  I was feeling pretty depressed about the whole thing.  Maybe it was a combination of being part of the ridiculous blue state cower-in-place strategy over the Wuhan flu and knowing just how much damage that policy has caused to millions of people across the country.  But today in the light of day and with a weekend coming up to enjoy I feel a little less gloomy.

After all I think about the things, I can be grateful for.  One of those things is Joe Biden.  If you could choose anyone to be the Democrat contender in a presidential race could you find anyone better than Creepy Uncle Joe?  If you go over his resume it’s simply breathtaking.  Here’s a man who comes ready made with quotes, video footage and democratic personnel who go on record disparaging his intelligence, his competence and most importantly his ethics.  Think of what can be done with hair sniffing, shoulder kneading, head nuzzling footage and a quote of what Tara Reade says Joe did to her back when she worked for him.  I can only imagine that will have a chilling effect on the suburban professional women’s vote in November.  I no longer think the Justice Department will do anything about Hunter Biden but what’s already out there should be enough to allow plenty of linkage to the whole China story.  Between the Wuhan flu and the past administration’s complicity in the off-shoring of American jobs to China it should be a very useful exercise to tie Sleepy Joe to China.  And finally, how easy will it be to take a few minutes of Joe’s verbal gaffes and nonsensical utterances to convince any but the most committed ideologues that Joe should be in an assisted living space and not the Oval Office.

And as the reports from various medical experts keep coming in it becomes easier to look beyond the confines of my blue state lockdown bubble and realize that for a large majority of the country, life will be returning to comparative normalcy very soon and with the help of the federal stimulus money economic recovery will be dramatic in many parts of the nation.  And that recovery will be exactly the right scenario to highlight the goals that the President stands, a strong American economy based on industrial capacity within the United States.  This can be contrasted to the Democrat strategies of elite prosperity coupled with universal unemployment underwritten by tech oligarchs who allow the poor to subsist on a UBI that robs their lives of dignity, purpose and hope.  And looking at the champions of this Orwellian future, at the Bernie Sanders’ and AOC’s of the democratic world, it looks easier and easier to provide the contrast needed to allow the voters the chance to choose.  Admittedly the American voting population is not uniformly rational and in fact there are whole swaths of people, especially in the blue states that will jump at the chance to institute the UBI and the Green New Deal.  But in the final analysis the Electoral College should still have sufficient actual Americans with enough intelligence to choose sanity instead of Democrats.

So, forgive my dark mood of yesterday and take heart.  President Trump is still in charge of the executive branch and William Barr isn’t the last word on justice and if he doesn’t get the job done he will be replaced by a less timid soul and I can still hope to see James Comey wearing the old timey striped pajamas working on that chain gang and using a sledge hammer to break the big ones into little ones.  O Brother, where art thou.

Morale in the Time of War

Last week I talked about enjoying life during the enforced depression that the Left thinks we deserve.  In a lot of ways this is similar to what went on during the Iraq War.  The media gave us a steady drum beat of death and defeat for almost five straight years.  They will forego any cheerful or happy news in order to break our spirit and improve their chances in the next election.  As the progs are awfully fond of saying never let a crisis go to waste.  They’ve latched onto the COVID-19 story and they will say anything and everything they can think of to blame the President.  First, they will blame him for not doing enough.  But once it becomes clear that all their direst predictions aren’t realistic, they will switch rapidly to blaming him for the economic crash that the quarantine caused.  And right now, they’re doing both.  After all they’ll milk the fear of death all the way to when fear of starvation overtakes it.  And just like at the end of the Bush II term when the economic crash struck, you’ll feel like fate has stepped in and taken your enemy’s side.  Thinking back to 2008 you’ll remember how inevitable it seemed that McCain would lose to Obama.  It seemed like nothing could be done.

But this is a different President and these are different times.  Already you can see that President Trump isn’t the passive victim that Bush and McCain were.  He makes his case and although he’ll listen to experts if he thinks things aren’t happening fast enough or that too much caution is being used, he’ll make a change.  Look at the way he questioned the ventilator nonsense that DeBlasio and Cuomo were handing him.  And when they said they didn’t have enough hospital beds he called their bluff and set up hospitals on ships and in convention centers.  When the experts said we’d have to wait months to start opening up the country President Trump forced them to look realistically at the difference between Wyoming and Manhattan and admit that most areas of the country aren’t going to suffer if they go back to work.  Now the various states like Florida and Texas are actually opening up for business and a more normal life.  And that’s spreading even to places in the blue states.  People in Michigan and even New York are demanding some easing of the ridiculous “hide under a rock” strategy that hasn’t achieved anything meaningful.

So, here’s the payoff of this essay.  Stop the doom and gloom.  I have good friends who are already talking about how we’re doomed in November.  Mail in ballots, too many senate seats to defend, backlash for the downturn, not enough judgeships being passed, you name it they’re fretting.  Well I have the same advice for them and everyone else.

Relax.

Sure, there are all kinds of problems.  And for the people in the blue states it’s going to be really bad.  The small businessmen in New York and the other northeast states have their backs to the wall.  But from my point of view that is more of a problem for governors of those states.  They’re the ones who refuse to loosen the restrictions on business.  They’re the ones who’ll have to answer to the voters for it.  And those are the states that mostly don’t vote republican.  So, if the President is smart, he’ll take care of his own.  The outreach should be to places like Wisconsin, Minnesota, Pennsylvania and Michigan.  But he should make sure that he takes credit for getting things moving again and blame the Democrats in those states who dragged their feet.  And he should do everything he can to highlight the sensible policies that Republican governors in places like Texas and Florida took and how that sped up their recoveries.

Our part in all this is not letting the FUD get to us.  FUD, in case you didn’t know isn’t a Looney Tunes character.  It’s the acronym for fear, uncertainty and disinformation.  It’s what the media pumps out on a 24/7 basis.  If you let everything they say worry you then you’re going to be a wreck by November.

So, relax.

Your job is to help out your friends and family through all the chaos that comes.  But remember to inject some fun into your life and theirs.  If you remember back in 2016 every single poll showed Trump behind Clinton by 5 to 10 points.  Think about that.  Does that sound like they were using honest numbers?  That was propaganda meant to convince you not to even bother to vote.  They are already doing the same thing.  Save yourself a lot grief and just worry about the things you can control.  Take care of your problems and let the President handle the big stuff.  That’s what he’s good at.  He’ll come up with practical solutions and he’ll make sure people hear about it.  That’s the difference between him and Bush, McCain and Romney.  He’s a winner and they were losers.

So, relax.  Have some fun.  If you’re in a lockdown area have a telecon with your relatives where everyone has their favorite snacks and the little kids talk about whatever cool things they’re interested in that week.  One of my younger grandsons was telling me all about his latest dinosaur movie where one carnivore was biting off the arm of a T. Rex and blood went all over the place.  Bless his blood thirsty little mind.  He had a blast telling me all about it.  And I had a bigger blast hearing about it.  And we all agreed we’re going to have a great barbecue as soon as this nonsense is over.

So, relax.  Take care of yourself and let the President worry about the big stuff.  It’s why we hired him in the first place.  And put in a good word for him with your nervous friends and tell them to relax too.