What a wild week…
The heat continues unabated in the Rockies, run-off hasn’t peaked yet but it’s coming on fast. The Steamboat ski area is fast turning brown – a month early, and snow crews are working overtime to pull secret stashes of snow out of the shadows and cover the most important trails. Climate change denialists point out that this has happened before, and yes, it has. A couple of years ago. Fifty years ago? Uh, well, not so fast there, Kimosabe. In California the near record snow is melting at a record pace and the run-off threatens to overwhelm the reservoirs and canals that carry water south, to LA. Even Exxon-Mobil wrote Herr Drumpf this week, imploring him to accept the scientific consensus that climate change is man-made, and it’s happening now, faster than expected.
So of course Herr Drumpf did what he said he’d do. Move to cut climate change policies enacted our by that former Kenyan President, Hussein Osama bin Obama.
I posted the story a different kind of weather over at Lit and promptly received something that sounded a little too threatening for my taste so I shut comments down again. The commenter went on and on about homosexuality being a mental illness and that transgendered people can get help for their condition from places other than churches, then the rant really got started. About what I expected. I posted the story to the ever-interesting ‘Loving Wives’ category, which, as I’ve mentioned elsewhere, was a little like tossing a dummy hand-grenade into a crowded subway car. Yet…the story was very much about a loving wife, another person coming to terms, another human being very much tossed upside down by her husband’s choice. Regardless, I was a little disappointed to see my worst suspicions confirmed, but in the end not too surprised. My rant of late has been against Hate. I’d much rather see Love come out ahead in this war, but I have my doubts. It seems these days like it’s much easier to Hate than to Understand.
Looking over my stats for March, I made 20 posts, of those 16 were stories, or chapters of stories, and then I looked back at last June and July. Two posts in June, three in July. When the snow falls, I write; when the grass grows I work outside. Summer lasts up here, typically, from June to September. I think going forward it will be more like April to November, much like the rest of the country, so I’ve got to rebalance the equation. I’ll need to write more while the grass grows to finish up the things I’m working on.
I’m having my doubts about living up in the high country much longer. Medical issues, primarily, need more comprehensive care than I can get in such a small, isolated community, so I may be packing up and heading to – well, I have no idea yet. Losing my balance, falling three times this winter, once badly, has not enamored me to living in a three-story tree house, either. I used the observatory only a few times, too, as standing in the cold has lost it’s appeal. Trouble is: I dislike hot weather more than I do the cold, so I’ll start searching for someplace cool – and immune to wildfires – and that has clear, dark skies. I’m open to suggestions.
I keep having these little stories pop into my head. Driving into town, standing in the shower – they come out of nowhere and I feel some sense of urgency that I need to get them down on paper (!!!) before the idea slips away. Hence Rosalinda’s Eyes. I didn’t set out to end on such a somber note, that just kind of happened, but the family arc mixed with the birth/rebirth afforded by flying again was what I wanted to explore.
Explore? Yup, that’s the process, for me. One idea leads to another through the first draft, then the idea is revised and reinterpreted during the second, smoothing read. As is the case lately, I’ll combine the three chapters and revise this story some more. I’ve already started, matter of fact, in the shower this morning…
****A word about timing: I tend to work on this Sunday post all week, adding items as they appear, but I post this on Saturday, my time, as it’s already Sunday when many people see this in their in-box. Sorry for the confusion, but a few folks were getting this on Monday, which just seems beyond cruel… ****
So, how about some gnews? Wanna play What’s in a Picture, first?
Of course you do! So, who is this man, and why is he smiling?
A. So, is this Cleofus T Muldoon, used car manager at Bubba Grace’s Ford Lincoln Mercury, just finishing a speech given to the Rotary Club in Tupelo, Mississippi;
B. No, you moron, this is Reality TV Star Nancy Grace, talking about her recent sex re-assignment surgery;
C. No, you nitwit, this is Jeff Sessions, who has warned of an American crime epidemic since taking on the role of attorney general. Here good ole smilin’ Jeff has just admitted to a crowd, consisting mostly of law enforcement officials, that the US crime rate remains near historic lows, but that could change any day now, just you wait and see.
Y’all come back now, ya hear?
Ever wonder what it’s like watching Fox News for 18 hours at a stretch? Well, no, I don’t, but apparently some folks over at the New York Times did, and this is what they learned.
Similarly, what might author Stephen King think about Herr Drumpf? Well, he’s been kind enough to write a little about that, and this is kind of a fun read.
Along similar comedic lines: “Stephen K. Bannon was running an investment banking company in Beverly Hills when his partner called with urgent news: a potential $10 billion deal was about to unfold in New York City involving a company they hoped to continue representing — and they didn’t want to be left out of the action.” Bannon likes to portray himself as the anti-globalist architect of Drumpf’s populist fantasy. Oh, the hypocrisy.
“A recent Washington Post profile of second lady Karen Pence, wife of Vice President Mike Pence, uncovered an interesting detail about their extremely close relationship. Mike Pence reportedly told The Hill in 2002 that “he never eats alone with a woman other than his wife and that he won’t attend events featuring alcohol without her by his side.” So, why does this matter, or does it?
The Brookings Institute continues to examine demographic trends re the 2016 election, and more interesting results are uncovered in this piece. Further, if you’re a Republican wandering in the wilderness, not really sure what’s happened to your party, this article in this week’s The Atlantic is just for you. Of course, The Nation believes the failure of the AHCA to launch represents something much more catastrophic about the Republican Party.
Herr Drumpf wants to increase funding to the military, sure, I get that, but he wants to spend an immediate 2 billion on the wall. At the same time, he wants to immediately cut 1.2 billion from medical research and cut the Center for Disease Control’s budget by 10%. I want to know what they’re putting in the water at the White House. Oh, and did you know that China is about to launch it’s first homemade aircraft carrier? Here’s an interesting article on all that from Global Security.
“Last year, one of Donald Trump’s favorite campaign themes was that Americans were being played for suckers. We were “the stupid people,” ripped off by foreigners, immigrants, and refugees. We let them in, they took our money and our jobs, and they raped and killed our people. As president, Trump says he’s fighting back. He’s banned travel from several Muslim-majority countries. He’s set up an office of “Victims Of Immigration Crime Engagement.” We’re finally getting “smart.” All this talk about getting smart and standing up to immigrants is a giant con. Trump is part of it, wittingly or not, but the guy pulling the strings is Russia’s president, Vladimir Putin. That was the message of Thursday’s testimony before the Senate Intelligence Committee on Russian interference in the 2016 election: Putin’s propagandists helped Trump, and weakened our country and our alliances, by posing as right-wing Americans and stoking fear of immigrants and minorities.” Kind of an interesting article from Slate, you might give it a read.
“A billion years ago, two dancing black holes make a final spin, merge, and – in a matter of seconds – release a cataclysmic amount of energy. Much as a falling pebble spreads waves on the surface of a still lake, the merger initiates gravitational waves in the space-time continuum. Fast-forward to planet Earth and the year 2015. After an immense journey, the gravitational waves from the black-hole merger pass through our solar system. On the morning of 14 September, they oh-so-slightly wiggle the arms of the twin Laser Interferometer Gravitational-Wave Observatory (LIGO) detectors in Louisiana and Washington state. A pattern of light-waves shifts in a distinctive, long-sought way. A computer sounds the alarm.“ (Aeon)
Has America ever seen a party less caring than 21st-century Republicans? Doubtful. Not just my opinion, either.
Filmmaker Michael Moore takes it one step further concerning Herr Drumpf’s environmental policies: he states Ole Carrot Top has in effect declared war on the planet. War, as is: you must choose sides, and be prepared to, well, you read it and see what you think.
Spiders are quite literally all around us. A recent entomological survey of North Carolina homes turned up spiders in 100 percent of them, including 68 percent of bathrooms and more than three-quarters of bedrooms. There’s a good chance at least one spider is staring at you right now, sizing you up from a darkened corner of the room, eight eyes glistening in the shadows. But did you know spiders eat enough in one year to consume every human on earth? Now, can you imagine how many people Republicans could eat in one sitting?
The Boeing 787-10 made it’s first flight Friday morning, NOT from Everett, Washington, but from Charleston, South Carolina. Here’s the official Boeing video of the event. Note the wing-loading tip flex.
So, Herr Drumpf is the savior of the working man? Think again. Seems he always sides with the billionaires, doesn’t he, even when it comes to workers’ wages.
And hey, what does Dick Cheney think about Putin and the election of 2106? An act of war? Really?
What does Bill Maher think about all this, this week? Sad, but true.
Kunstler has a fever pitched rant about the failures of the current medical insurance system, and he proposes an interesting idea. Senatorial investigations of the whole system as an organized crime racket. Say what? Get a bunch of organized criminals to investigate the very people who are bribing, uh, contributing to them?
I’d go on with more, like why did Michael Flynn offer to testify, but only with a grant of immunity, but at this point, why bother. Besides, both Flynn and Herr Drumpf have said that seeking immunity equates to guilt. Anyway, it’s apparent that Republicans in Congress, true to form, won’t appoint a special prosecutor to investigate this mess. Party before country, right boys?
We’ll see you next week, maybe while we’re spiraling down the drain some more.