GOT AN EMAIL The other day. Sent to the right account and notifying me that a password reset had been requuested for one of my domains. I had not made the request. Even though the email stated that, if this was not me, to ignore the email, but I believe that my host does not spontaneously generate these things. There must be a real request, for all it’s not authorized. It made me think that somebody was trying to take over my site. Kind of like a housejacking. So I had to check through things, but it prodded me to pay more attention to the blogs (some is more than none).
While everybody and their cat seem to be anticipating a red wave at the polls tomorrow, it occurs to me to wonder — as I do with so-called climate change contentions — “How do they know?” Polls? The ones that didn’t predict Trump? The ones that we in the right never answer, (even when they count us in real numbers)? Wishful thinking?
And doesn’t all of this assume — probably mistakenly — that the count will be honest?
I’ve seen this meme around.
“Don’t be an asshole to me. Then I’d have to be an asshole back to you. And I’m way better’n you at being an asshole.”
And in driving, as so many people do asshole stuff, I would emphasize.
DON’T BE AN ASSHOLE.
‘Cause people do asshole stuff and smart, strategic drivers know to pick their fights, so they don’t slap down the assholes like they deserve.
Note that I say “deserve” not like “they should be.” The latter implies an imperative to act. There isn’t one. Slapping down assholes just gets you into shit so don’t. And, from an external perspective (somebody who’s just driving along and not really involved in our little contretemps), it might seem that the asshole got away with it. And a certain percentage of the populace will accept that as permission to be an asshole, too.
(And, sooner or later, somebody gonna come whose better than you at asshole-ing and… guess what?)
And thus the situation develops on our nation’s highways, that everybody acts the asshole. So, before any of the other rules of the road come the Zero Rule: Don’t be an asshole.
Over time, I’ll be introducing more of these. Lemme know whatcha think.
SINCE WE’VE HAD some issues with people being able to register to comment, we’ve loosened requirements in one way and tightened them overall. You still need to provide a name and email. All comments will be moderated. All.
I’VE LONG BELIEVED that all Democrat officeholders, at least at the Federal level, are, at the very minimum foresworn of their oaths of office. It appears the Constitution is mum on the subject of oath breakers, and I am unaware of any statute that addresses the subject, except if you get into the weeds of perjury.
Michael Walsh, however, has a fair Jeffersonian indictment of the party of Burr, Booth, and Biden. It could serve as the body of a 21st Century Declaration of Independence. A Declaration of Insurrection, if you will. (I should note that the Alien and Sedition Act is no longer in force and will not serve as a straw for the grasp of the grasping and destructive left.)
IF YOU LOOK AT an actual Klieglight, you will notice that the company name is spelled KLIEGL. Don’t ask me why. Just something I noticed oh… fifty-plus years ago by seeing an actual Kliegl spotlight, in the flesh as it were. In the metal?
Also, if you’re dealing with an inky (incandescent as opposed to an arc light) you should know to wear cotton gloves when handling the bulb. Skin oil gets hot enough to — sometimes — catch fire or even cause the bulb to explode. Word to your momma.
And, while we’re on the subject of theatrical spotlights, Super Trouper is spelled like that, with a “u”. It’s because a theatrical company is called a troupe — with a “u”. Thought you might like to know.