War, Politics, and Life by Bruce Maulden
Saturday early-evening in California’s Central Valley, waiting while sheltering-in-place for the next episode to explode/implode in this strange, but real operation of life seemingly woven in shades of Rod Serling influenced by George Orwell colored by John Carpenter — ghastly horrors too obvious to be scary, but… Last week I took a day off from…
Overcast and windy this early-evening Friday here in California’s Central Valley, a mostly-pleasant day overall in these peculiar times, which maybe says a lot without actually saying much at all. Oddly, and kind of scary, our current predicament does appear to fuse climatology with epidemiology in new data on our rapidly-shifting environment, socially and weather-wise.…
Another Friday, and the end of whatever, and the beginning of whenever. As I’ve whined before, hard to tell the day of the week without the little note on my cell-phone — it’s a flip-type, no iPhone for me. However, I can just touch a little thingie on the side to get the info without…
My cell-phone tells me it’s Wednesday, so we’ll go with that, despite the real fact it feels like yesterday, or a week ago. In a convoluted era of surreal craziness, this is by far one nice portrayal of our human predicament (humble h/t Daily Kos): Beyond that brief bit of joy, the big picture don’t…
Sunny-warm this late-afternoon Tuesday here in California’s Central Valley, 77-degrees still with maybe a chance of topping 80 tomorrow — summer’s coming. Yet the winter of our discontented virus continues… (Illustration by Kelly Caminero at The Daily Beast). In the T-Rump’s presser/rally today, and as yesterday, he has a shitload of trouble handling the truth…
Another Monday, but maybe it’s still yesterday, or maybe still, it’s really Tuesday, but one thing for certain, the T-Rump is one crazy-ass motherfucker who’s getting thumped by White House reporters — even today, or whenever: Mainly for shit like this: Notice the CNN chyron — in several clips of T-Rump’s idiot presser there’s been…
As been written, and spoken: A picture is worth a thousand words: Last Friday, my daughter took the above photo of a playground on the Rascal Bike Path which meanders through the suburban northeast section of the City of Merced. I’d spied the tape across the equipment earlier that morning during my nearly-daily walk with…
Overcast-gloomy this early-evening Wednesday in California’s Central Valley, looks and feels like more rain, just as forecast for tonight, along with a 60-percent chance tomorrow. Weather under the weather, too. Still continuing onward the coronavirus, though, new predictions indicate maybe there could be less lives lost than originally expected, a glimmer of hope as ‘pandemic‘…
Neatest-funny thingie I’ve seen yet during this special time of this so-far special year — great h/t to Bill in Portland Maine of Cheers&Jeers found at Daily Kos. If you don’t read C&J every weekday morning (except Friday, then in the afternoon) you should receive a lifetime ban from getting anywhere near the kiddie pool:…
Raining this early-evening Saturday here on this tiny patch of California’s Central Valley. Outside just now smoking a small bit of a Black&Mild under the backyard-lawn umbrella, the ambiance was nice, a tad maybe on the fairy-tale side, too. Contrast greatly the reality of our predicament, and this actuality of how we got here (h/t…
