War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Another warm day in California’s Central Valley and once again Leroy and I dog-walked a bit on the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. Although breezy outside the path, hot and near-still strolling along it. Summer looks close and Leroy was starting to labor some after about an hour. We need to hit the walk…
Today 13 years ago this blog, ‘Compatible Creatures,’ became self-aware — April 24, 2007. “Woo-hoo!” the two-word content of the original post. Later that self-same day, my first ‘real‘ post, with a comically-strained title, ‘Word.’ Actually a few words, short and sour, however, zeroed-in on one word: In an age where events are known so fast…
In this preoccupied life, the best defense is laughter. Or insanity. First, read Martin Longman’s essay at Political Animal this morning, a ‘Desperate Sadness’ piece on how the US is fucked, and how the world responds: This isn’t complicated, or it shouldn’t be. Electing Trump was the entire nation deciding to stop doing whatever it…
Sunny and way-warm this mid-day Thursday in California’s Central Valley. And the inaugural post of Walking Leroy in the Valley (yesterday was the ‘pilot‘ episode). Although technically in a ground-sense the program is a part of the Central Valley, in a local mode it’s really just the Rascal Bike Path here in Merced. We tour…
Apparently the T-Rump is losing the sharp-edge of his malevolent, narcissist brain as his daily encounters with the media is causing him to act even-more petulant and nasty. The asshole is cratering at the polls, and he knows it, and evidently the strain pulls his moldy skin tighter-n-drum: A couple of episodes today — first…
Another day in the life… (Illustration found here). Anniversary of a nasty sort — Dick Nixon died today 26 years ago. A great hat-tip to tengrain this morning and a link to this flashback of the perfect Nixon obit penned by the great Hunter S. Thompson, a piece of epic truth-telling with the sharp, totally-awesome…
Sunny-bright near mid-day Wednesday in California’s Central Valley. A peaceful-looking expansion in a weird-reality setting. And today the start hopefully to a daily exercise in local journalism — a post on my walk with my daughter’s basset hound/greyhound mix, Leroy, through the meandering Rascal Bike Path in southeast Merced. We make the walk about every…
A shift of venue — I just got a Polaroid iS126 digital camera from Target and now in practice mode with a new device. Simple but as always for me and any type apparatus, it will take a certain amount of time in getting my shit together with it. An inexpensive addition to the blog.…
In the bat-shit crazy world we co-habitat, a short essay on our peculiar predicament, and not just COVID-19 floating in the air, but that nasty, orange-tinted virus at the podium (h/t BJ): And an addendum to the mouth that won’t stop, ever (Washington Post): “Always health. Health and life. Living is number one … I…
Overcast a bit, but windy here on this little patch of California’s Central Valley. Rain this morning cooled the air, occasional sunlight peeks through as Monday starts to roll to a close — early evening in another chapter of the nowadays. And in accordance with the plot line, COVID-19 is still the rabid news on…
