War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Fog and a chill in the AM, but now early-evening Saturday has mostly clear skies with fading, but-still bright sunshine, and the air is much warmer. Weather here this morning in California’s Central Valley was just a preview to our immediate future — endless Tule fog and coldness. Horror of the fog is driving, reportedly…
A crisp tint to the air here this Thursday afternoon in California’s Central Valley, fading sunlight with barely a breeze paints a picture of winter-approaching for these parts — cold and fog. Weatherwise a reflection; America is experiencing a storm of sorts, with the enormous question right now is whether the tempest will get worse,…
The T-Rump is one nasty-faced human being. Culture in the face of such profound ugliness and an appreciation for it is really, really hard to explore, much less bring to any kind of decent closure — T-Rump has no redeeming qualities whatsoever, and looks it. He’s pure, worthless shit. Surfing the news this afternoon, I…
Most-likely the horrific main horror from off the T-Rump and his crowd is the killing fields produced by runaway COVID-19 in just about the entire US — 139,855 new cases just yesterday, 10.4 million total; 242,070 deaths with 1,448 yesterday. Meanwhile, on the freakish other hand of a way-dangerous pandemic and the assholes who dwell…
Chilly with a sprinkling of sunshine this late-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley, and the state-of-affairs keeps spinning along like a hurdling, stop-action locomotive, nearly off the tracks. Time and reality doesn’t stand still, especially when the T-Rump, even located far to the east, snakes his way in the grass. Shitty news after shitty…
Beyond any doubt whatsoever, the T-Rump is a malignant monster, and all those assholes enabling the monstrosity are mini-monsters with all the cruel shame and guilt blustered by the monster-in-chief. Not only do we have to conted with the horror of the T-Rump for 70-something-days, but his boot-lickers and shit-heels as well, from Moscow Mitch…
A couple of short takes on the current mile-marker in this madness-Twilight-Zone-episode entitled, “2020” — both clips hearty h/t tengrain: And here: And as if on cue: Another blathering press conforance this afternoon quickly assembled/slapped-together in a foolish frenzy of What. The. Fuck. Via the Guardian‘s live blog: A hastily called Trump campaign press conference…
Sunday morning not coming down, but actually going up. We continue to bask in the limelight of Biden/Harris and gag-reflex at the T-Rump as he waltzes to the golf course this morning once again — remember he was in the bunker at Trump National Golf Club in Virginia when notified yesterday Biden had finally been…
Celebratory outakes continue as Joe Biden basks in the moment. Boris Johnson finally sent congrads to Joe, being a Trumpster and all, but curdled it in a message saying he looks ‘“forward to working closely together on our shared priorities.”‘ And an UK image for Sunday: Meanwhile, far to the east in DC, the T-Rump…
An anxious, nit-twitted sojourn continues for America, and into Friday evening — when will Joe Biden be declared winner? This shit has dragged on so slowly long, speeches by Joe and Kamala Harris, scheduled for tonight, seemingly have been put on hold. Joe has outshone the T-Rump in Georgia and Pennsylvania, where red caps once…
