Wandering Thoughts

Wandering Thoughts

Wandering Thoughts

D. S. Mitchell

Thinking Aloud

I’ve spent most of the afternoon potting plants. I’m putting my beloved lake house up for sale and I noticed the deck needs a bright summer look so I went on a buying spree in Home Depot’s garden section. LOL. My dear neighbor came over with his wheel barrel when he saw me struggling with my blooming treasure and made quick work of the unloading. Brilliant blue Witches Hat, a dozen baskets of gorgeous red petunias, and 8 giant pots of amazing white Snow Thimble.

Getting the picture; red, white, and blue; the 250th anniversary? Anyway, none of this matters except that I do very little on Sunday, except play in the garden, eat gummies, canvas the internet for conspiracy theories, and write for Calamity Politics. The Calamity Politics part of it is where I am right now. Some days focusing on a particular topic is easier said than done, so please bear with me as random thoughts bounce around the page as I play with what’s hopefully going to be an article for Calamity Politics.

Misfiring Electrons In My Brain

Mom Said

My Mom used to say, “People will ignore facts, dismiss science, and argue the unarguable; if it’s in the interest of their pocketbook.” I thought for years that she had come up with that on her own, but then one day I saw the quote attributed to New York Yankee catcher, Yogi Berra. Whoever the source I think it is particularly astute. I wonder what she’d say about Donald Trump making at least 8 billion dollars since the first 19 months of his second term? I won’t mention his kids cuz they seem to be everywhere snagging US government contracts, causing protest rallies as far away as Albania. Since when is this alright?

Yogi Berra

When Yogi Berra left this world we lost the greatest baseball comedian-philosopher of all time. I didn’t say that, I read it somewhere. In addition to the first quote noted above he had a million more; such as, “When you come to a fork in the road, take it.”  “Nobody goes there any more, it’s too crowded.”  “You can observe a lot, by watching.” “The future ain’t what it used to be.” “Never answer an anonymous letter.”  “It’s like deja vu all over again.” “He hits from both sides of the plate.  He’s amphibious.”  When queried about where he wanted to be buried, he said, “Surprise me.”  Yogi Berra had a zest for life that even death couldn’t stop. While men like Yogi Berra continue to bring smiles to our faces men like Donald Trump and his cronies are literally trying to break the American spirit.

Start Writing

What about encouraging some blowback? If you haven’t written a letter to your Mayor, your local newspaper Editor,  your State Legislators, or one of your Federal Legislators, you should do it immediately.  It is a great way to get what’s bothering you off your chest.   The Letter to the Editor is especially rewarding because you can present your beef to the community and garner a few minutes in the spotlight. While you’re fired up, make some poster board signs for the next NO Kings protests, get your drum, your voice amplifier, your comfy shoes and be ready for the biggest protest in US history.

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On the Radio

On the Radio

On the Radio

By John Curran

 

I try to lighten the load but one thing I have to have is my little Sony transistor radio. And so I turned it on and was listening this morning to a woman make a very interesting point. She was talking about how now since we got this big momentous date on the calendar called 250 that it’s just the greatest time and ‘n excuse for a big national party, not like no backyard BBQ thing this go ’round, no sir this one gotta be BIG, bigger more and more and more even, than it ever was. Yet at the same time, this woman went on, it’s pretty damn ironic that for a lot of people probably so what might not be a more logical response to the real ongoing real that is actually, not fake news here, actually happening. I mean this woman was saying that in point of fact this particular anniversary could and may well one day be looked at as maybe the most terrible time, the most perilous time, the time most in need of real solid brains and leadership and instead we got this ongoing dog and pony show, this delusion, that everything’s ok when, a whole lotta people sure ain’t with that one, no mo, no one wants this shit, says the woman, who then pointed out the irony of it all. That’s when I tune out. Irony? What’s that? Anyway, I think I know what she’s saying. Pretty cool, I tend to agree. I ain’t got nothing for Kid Rock anyway. So pretty dumb. Take it from a dumb guy, one who ought to know. Radio. It’s what I know.