Monday, September 23, 2024

The fruits of the Political Spectrum and

... post modernism. Their fruits are confusion and paralysis.

Make the tree good or make the tree evil, for a tree is known by its fruits.

This administration has failed. Time to move on. But the pretenders will tell you to leave your brain at the door, and trust them. But why? More of the same will yield the same failed results. But the ruling class will tell you some nice bedtime stories. That's where their intellectual proclivities will prepare you to be confused. How?

Post modernism says there is no such thing as truth. That can only lead to confusion as nobody can possibly understand what is going on-- only the priestly caste of experts. Besides that, I've gone on and on about the so-called Political Spectrum. It is nothing but a mirage cooked up to deceive people. Don't be fooled. Our freedom is being taken away. The evidence is right under your nose and in your face. Time to reclaim our Bill of Rights.

If Trump gets back in, and he fails too, then we can move on from him. Simple as that. If the bums fail, then throw the bums out. Hopefully, that clarifies things a bit. This isn't rocket science, you know. You just have to make up your mind on how it is going to be, and make it so.











Space Update from Matt Lowne











Chuckles'' tax plan is a catastrophe

Just my opinion here. You should not be able to tax unrealized gains period. If it hasn't been realized, it isn't income. Taxing it will be quite destructive. The political left will say it is only on the rich, but it doesn't matter. It is fundamentally unjust, and it will be very destructive.

It's common sense.

Leftist politics looks for scapegoats. "The rich" is being made to be a scapegoat. All the rich has to do is to stop making investments in order to avoid the tax. Do you really want that? Besides, the tax doesn't take into consideration the highly leveraged nature of that wealth. If you tax it, even just a little of it, you can puncture it like a balloon, and it will pop! When it pops, it will drag everything down with it.

The tweet will break it all down. He does a good job.





J6 Janitors









She'll say anything



Bingo.







Is she really THAT fragile?



Kamala Harris really does give the impression of being very fragile.









Insomnia post

9/23/24:



Number One came by today, which is now yesterday. That's because it is past midnite, and today is now yesterday. And today is now tomorrow. Wrap your head around that one.

I'm up at this hour because my sleeping habits are out of whack. Then I thought I'd made a post like this, so I looked this post up and here we are--an update.

One thing I talked about with my brother was our advancing age. Our generation is going away as we spoke, and as I write this now. He attended a funeral just the other day of one of his in-laws.

The thing that keeps me awake is my ever active mind. It won't shut off. Perhaps I could, but I don't really want it to. I have the most amazing thoughts sometimes, but I cannot get them in writing.

It is an amazing time we live in. I started the time pretty amused by my own foibles. The same foibles I've always had. It only makes me laugh these days. Nothing changes even when it appears to be.

No worries about the insomnia. I just cannot follow a schedule anymore. My sleeping habits do not obey any clock. I sleep at odd hours now. I'm not worried about it, so nobody else should either. Not that anybody would, mind you. You people lurk out there and you never say anything. I may be writing stuff that nobody reads. Only a hunch says that ain't so.

Anyway, this little post could slow down my brain. No guarantees about that though. An amazing world we live in today.

That is all.



3/12/27: Howdy, ya'll.  Some folks notice things better than others.  Wishbone once said I wasn't a "good noticer".  We'll you know what?  He's right.  There are things that I haven't noticed as well as I should, and it comes back to bite me sometimes.

Rather than tell a bunch of stories about why this is so, I'll save your time.  Trust me on this:  I'm notorious for not noticing things that I probably should.  Sometimes, it just may take a 2x4 whack across the head in order to get my attention.  Know what I mean, Vern?

One thing I hadn't noticed that is biting me hard in the posterior just now is this infection I got.  I sure hope that I haven't screwed up really bad by not noticing it sooner.  Just saying, in order to keep the yuk factor in check, that I haven't been keeping up with the basic hygiene the way I should.  There are some mitigating factors, but those mitigating factors are also the reason for more caution.  Hopefully I snapped to this in time so that it won't continue to be a problem.

It is related to my move out here, and my experimentation in keeping water usage down.  When you have access to plenty of clean water, your hygiene is a lot easier to take care of.  One of the downsides of using less water is the possibility of having something like this rear its ugly head.

It's not that bad.  But it could be.  That is why I need to notice this stuff.

By the way, my treatment won't be without risk.  I was warned to be on the lookout for certain things.  It is not my habit to do that, you see.  I had better make it a habit.

Update:

Ah, the infirmities of old age.  I am probably older than my years, as far as my body is concerned.  My spirit is a different thing.  I am still a kid at heart.  Well, never mind.

I started to update this post, but then nature called, and afterwards, I nearly forgot my computer was waiting for me.  I tell you, you forget things you should not forget, and most everything doesn't work right any more.

So, I forgot what I wanted to write and wrote this instead.  Getting old is a bitch.  That's in case you didn't already know.