“I’m quite aware of my differences. I wouldn’t classify them as weird” ~ Sherman Alexi
It is a status quo morning; sacked out cat, strong, bitter coffee, and the temperature hovering right at the “nearly cold” level. I just now realized that I have unconsciously assigned 50º as a demarcation between cold and not cold. That can’t be right. I know this, but I will leave my line in place, for it will make no difference now that I know the difference. What truly bugs me is that my desire for the Presidential election to calm down ain’t gonna happen. I know that it is not uncommon for folks to say this and that, pointing out that Hillary is bad, Donny is bad, and the both them are the worst. Me? I think it is simply a sign of the times. One factor I consider is that the skeevy perception management practiced by the Far and Religious Right has sickened society in an overt way. There is no appropriate medicine for this. And it would likely be too expensive anyway. And what about the conspiracy theories? It is no surprise that they are embraced on the Right. If they cannot bring themselves to use facts . . . well, they have to have something to say. But being embraced by the Left? WTF. I can remember first hearing a conservative radio talk show back in the late ’80s: Morton Downy or some other nitwit. It did not bode well, thought I. There was a meanness to it that made no attempt of sounding truly speculative. And now there is a whole highly rated network devoted to the overwhelming tactic. I feel sad and angry. That is what I am trying to say here. And I do not think that Hillary is covertly ill. And I do think that the e-mail so called scandal ain’t much of a scandal. And I do not think that that Assange fella has anyone’s best interest at heart. Just because you can free up hidden information does not mean that you will use it in an ethical manner. Interior motives anyone? I don’t trust him at all. And Trump? His illness oozes, each and every day. I had a brief chat about that not so long ago. I told the woman that I suspect that Trump has mental illness, that being clinical narcissism. She said that he doesn’t, that he is really just all about himself, all of the time. Personally, I fail to see the difference. It’s like saying that someone has cancer, and then being told that “No, it is just that some of their cells have gone renegade and are attacking other, healthy cells”. It boggles the mind, or at least my mind. Whatever. Suffice it to say that the man is an asshole. As for me, I must dutifully get on with my day. I have some nervousness ever since I finally got an appointment with the neurosurgeon, two weeks away. I have some significant pain and I am having trouble keeping my head upright. The slouch isn’t severe. But several people have asked me about my neck, saying that I am demonstrating pain. There ya have it. Poor me, right? The day awaits, moving forward, we must not burn daylight.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.