Friday, February 28, 2025
Thursday, February 27, 2025
Wednesday, February 26, 2025
Monday, February 24, 2025
Look At Your Game, Girl
He has a good voice, and a very distinct, memorable voice.
Yeah, he could have made it.
"The Killer"
I've been re-reading too much about Manson and his female minions lately.
This plot: What happens when one of the women gets out of prison. And, say, the mastermind got out of prison earlier---after his clever lawyer got him off, since he didn't actually kill anyone? Where is this woman going to go? (She's still got nothing better to do.)
Congrats to Germany for at least voting out the Marxists
Centrists (CDU): 28.5%
Right (AfD): 20.5%
Merkel's former party: Oh, wait---the woman who allowed in millions of illegals into her country was also "CDU"---how did THAT party just win the majority of votes?
The ReidOut: FIRED!
I've been a political junkie since I was a teen, watching every cable news show (except for Fox) up thru my 40s. (I was a Dem back then, and Fox was deemed "horrible"---up until I decided to watch Fox and see for myself. Bill O'Reilly was a bit obnoxious with his "War Against Christmas" stuff---which actually proved to be true!---but the station was pretty mainstream, so I kept on watching...)
After 2016---Fox was the only "mainstream" station around. The Mika/Joe morning show (which I started watching while in NYC in 2007) on MSNBC had gone nuts, as had every evening show on MSNBC (even firing my inoffensive 1990s favorite Chris Matthews---the guy wasn't great, but he was pleasant to watch).
One substitute on MSNBC after 2016: The poor "ReidOut"--- With the ignorant, racist, boring (because so unoriginal) Joy Reid. And it was with great JOY that I found out she was fired today!
Hopefully, more to come.
Saturday, February 22, 2025
Hi Honey. 11/6/57 - 2/21/24. I miss you.
1000s of hours of: Her pain, her poetry, her paintings, my longing for her,
my inability to fix anything about her.
And she was always so very good-looking!
(Her latter pictures sent to me from a state-hospital in Houston post-stroke broke my heart.
She hadn't wanted me. WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO?)
Friday, February 21, 2025
Monday, February 17, 2025
Shallow Post-WWII Analysis
(pasted from my response on the UK Daily Mail site):
OK, let me take a deep breath 'cause I'm guessing you're about 12 years
old and English schools aren't what they used to be: Russia and America
won WWII. Russia, because of its throwing millions of bodies against
the Germans. America, because we didn't have to be in this war to begin
with, but we entered after Japan bombed us in Pearl Harbor. Thank you to
the UK for fighting (unlike the French). But: Because the Russians and
Americans contributed the most, then, yeah, we were going to "carve up
the spoils." Too bad FDR was so weak and un-insightful, or he would not
have given so much to the Russians.
Zora Neale Hurston doc on PBS
PBS is, for the most part, today a Marxist mouthpiece. But this past Sunday, while channel-surfing, I was happy and interested to come across a 2-hr doc about Zora Neale Hurston. A great AMERICAN writer.
To me, this sort of doc used to be what PBS was about. I liked learning about Hurston's early years and her struggles to get into college, and her relations with annoying white sponsors like Professor Boas and Charlotte Mason. I liked learning about all of the extensive sociological leg-work that she did in the South, and in Haiti.
One person's life story. Not a "DEI" story.
Her works were covered, but her personal problems were not: Many marriages, accusations of pedophilia; her latter-day job as a maid and her death were given about 30 seconds.
Since the 1980s, as an English major, I've always admired Hurston as a great writer. She's a great writer. Not because the ignorant PBS, with all of their omissions and their Marxist ideology, says it's so.
4 Books on My Table
Robert Graves: The White Goddess
Dante Collected Works
The Bible
Beethoven by Jan Swafford
Note that I didn't say "on my nightstand"---I usually just go to sleep on my couch in the living room. These are all sitting on my coffee table. And the first three are hard to read.
The fourth, a modern (2014) bio about Beethoven, is actually well-written---but I'm more interested in the book's life and times rather than the musical discussions; I see how they are very necessary, but since I don't know his music in depth, it's hard for me to follow. (I have about 5 Beethoven CDs, but they're mid/latter-day so I'm not quite able to follow his initial development...)
After weeks of not reading ANYTHING, I became starved for reading. Like physically being starved for raw fruits and vegetables. The four above were very nice to have sitting there, but I somehow never felt like picking up any of them. I felt intellectually guilty for not choosing any of them. But I had to have SOMETHING...
Finally, in desperation, I went to an old favorite (already read at least 3 times): "Helter Skelter" by Bugliosi, about the Manson murders. In this case: The text is not so difficult, but the philosophical considerations are AS profound, and perhaps more honest.
Saturday, February 15, 2025
A Philosophical Question
History shows that once you allow the hordes to overrun your borders, then you disappear as a people. (There was once a Roman Empire.) Just a question at this point in time, for the English, for the Germans in particular (I don't think the French really care): Are you really ready to be dissolved as a people? If not, then stand up for your borders and for yourselves.
VP Vance Speaks in Munich
Wednesday, February 12, 2025
No NATO Membership for THE Ukraine.
As the deal is going down, I just want to say "I told you so" ('cause I'm obnoxious like that)!
As I've said before: There was no way in hell that Russia was EVER going to accept its former province joining NATO, or Western NGOs (and we now all know what they're about) infiltrating Ukraine and Zelensky accepting their billions of dollars.
We'll see what plays out. But no NATO---definitely---and probably official secession of Crimea to Russia and maybe Donbas, too. A historical reality. (Zelensky: Wake up. Learn who you're living next to rather than being influenced by your recent Western buddies feeding you money.)
Uh-oh. Signs I'm getting old.
A couple of weeks ago, someone stole my back license plate (from my apartment complex parking lot), so I had to go get a new set of plates across town. That also involved turning in the front plate to the same office.
Unscrewing the front plate was my first indication that my body was now 50s, and not so agile! It was relatively hard getting myself down on the ground and getting that thing unscrewed (then getting back up again!). What was even worse: Once I got the new plates and then screwing THOSE in, while in the parking lot of the state office.
The parking situation was awful, with people cruising around, impatiently waiting for someone to leave, and I felt I needed to hurry up. So I crouched and tried the screwing-in... My leg muscles actually gave out, and I fell backward. OUCH! So I gave up on crouching and just sat on my butt and did it (while waving cars waiting for my space away). Sigh. I'm now officially "old."
Though I did first feel "old" a couple of months ago while visiting my 80-something Mom and taking a walk with her. It was December, but an 80-something day in Austin. About halfway thru the 2-mile "trek," I was really out of breath and needed to stop and take a break. I smoke; my Mom does not. She did not need the break.
In the past, I never had a problem with walking 2 miles or more daily, despite being a smoker and being middle-aged. 2007 thru 2010, I had no car while I lived in NYC, and 2010 thru 2016, I had no car while I was back in Austin. So I had to walk everywhere, and didn't really feel any physical effects from it. (Finally got a car in 2016.)
However: For the past 5 years, since Covid in 2020, I've worked from home. I barely move every day, except for the 10 feet from my couch to my computer every morning. I've just learned the hard way that this sluggishness is very detrimental to my health. (It's kind of scary to learn that my muscles will no longer support me, and that I can't breathe during a 2-mile walk!)
I suppose I need to start an "exercise regimen" of some sort since I'm never actually moving in my daily life. Never needed one before, so this is new to me. And it's not like there are great places to walk around my neighborhood. (My Mom, for instance, lives in a very scenic 'hood with actual nature trails---I do not.)
But I did get the distinct impression that it's all downhill from here, regardless of what remedies I try! :)
Saturday, February 08, 2025
Wednesday, February 05, 2025
President Trump signs "No Men in Women's Sports" executive order
"Rosebud"
"Citizen Kane" is a classic not primarily because of its style and its interesting and well-done political/personal machinations, but ultimately because of its emotional pathos: Kane gained the world, yet ultimately yearned for the innocent childhood he had lost.
I think my own "Rosebud" moment came in the summer of 1983. Ginny's parents were out of town, and I was spending the night at their house. Ginny and I had the whole place to ourselves.
Early in the evening, we were hanging out downstairs, doors and windows open to get in some air. I was lying on the couch with my head in her lap, and she was stroking my hair. We became aware of dusk, and the lights on inside the home, and the open windows and doors. "What would people think if they saw us?" she said. "I don't care," I said. But we got up and closed the shades, nonetheless.
Later, upstairs:
I remember us watching "How to Beat the High Cost of Living" (one of Jessica Lange's first movies---we were both enamored of "Frances" at the time).
And I remember us listening to The Beatles' "White Album" and playing stuff backward at my insistence. (Ginny was being patient with me---she was much more into Heart, not '60s mysteries.)
Once we both had our nightgowns on (today, I just go to sleep in panties and T-shirt---but back in the '80s, we still changed into different night clothes): We were still rambunctious, still listening to whatever music. We were upstairs, and the air-conditioner came on, blowing up through the vents. At one point, I was standing on top of one of the air vents, and the air was blowing up my nightgown...
"I feel like Marilyn Monroe!" I said.
And she knew the movie I was referring to, and laughed.
That was my "Rosebud" moment.
Monday, February 03, 2025
DNC Gender Confusion
Saturday, February 01, 2025
Tubthumping
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down, but I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
FIGHT-FIGHT-FIGHT
(Ironic: This band labeled itself as "anarcho-punk"---
Far-Left BBC
Just recently was channel-surfing, landed on the BBC (which I used to respect maybe 20 years ago).
The first 3 stories I saw there:
(1) The melting of the Arctic is a Climate Change Crisis! (News-flash to the BBC: The Earth's climate changes, with or without humans, approximately every 15,000 years.)
(2) Actor Idris Elba is now lobbying to ban knives in the UK. Because of the recent knife-violence in the UK. (Sigh. The utter stupidity of actors. Say you ban guns, then ban knives. What's next, banning bricks and large stones? Perhaps it would be better to put away the criminals?)
(3) Women's sports are on the rise! (Actually they're not---At least in the US, the men's basketball and soccer leagues are the funders of the women's branches of basketball and soccer; the women's branches are not financially viable.)
If you don't watch the BBC very much, you might still have a memory of your conception of it.. It's nothing like it was.