CRANKY OLD FART #254 leftovers & links Saturday, Dec. 24, 2022 |
Our power never went out. Our hot water remained nice and hot. This dilapidated house is barely insulated, so my room got kinda cold. That's about all.
It was entertaining, though. After freezing rain overnight on Thursday, everything was covered with a thick sheet of ice on Friday morning. Only idiots were driving, and I loved watching them out the window.
There's a four-way stop at the corner, with both streets on a fairly steep incline and under ice, so it was an all-day skiderama. There were only two wrecks, though. Should've been more.
Before dawn on our fully frozen Friday morning, I went to the bathroom to pee. As I finished and flushed, my annoying flatmate Dean came out of his bedroom, fully dressed, zipping up his jacket. He was about to go out the door and down the street, to stand and wait for a bus to his job — a bus that wasn't coming. Bus service had been cancelled county-wide.He stopped and talked to me like he always does, about what he'd be cooking at the hotel kitchen today, and what he'd cooked yesterday, but he was in a hurry. "No time to talk," he said after boring me for two minutes too long talking. "Gotta catch my bus," he said, walking toward the door, and my morning moral crisis was underway:
Should I tell Dean that bus service has been cancelled? Or let him stand in the cold for half an hour, maybe longer?
I told him, but in the course of about five seconds, I sure thought a lot about not. Angel and Devil on each shoulder, arguing through my head...
News you need,
whether you know it or not
• After the Fukushima disaster, Japan swore to phase out nuclear power. But not anymore.
• Facebook is sued by Ethiopians and Kenyan rights group for fueling Tigray War
• Iceland v Iceland Foods is decided in Iceland's favor
• Poor and diverse areas of Seattle and Portland offered slower and more expensive internet
• Groundwater in California’s Central Valley disappearing at alarming rate
And it never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, because climate change isn't 'coming', it's underway. It'll kill billions, and we're not doing squat about it.
• California city residents pay $300,000 to veteran brutalized by officer who didn’t want to be filmed
And it never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, because all cops are bastards, or they know who the bastard cops are and do nothing about it, which is the same thing.
And it never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, never stops, because Republicans are the enemy of common sense, common decency, simple truth, and democracy.
Mystery links
Like life itself, there's
no knowing where you're going
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Clicks ahoy
• Thousands of weed users are still in jail. Marijuana CEOs rake in millions.
• Traveling the Grand Canyon in a Metz 22 Speedster in 1914
• What Is It Like to Be a Bat?
♫♬ Mix tape of my mind ♫
• Caballo Negro (Black Horse) — Pérez Prado y Su Orquesta
• Chunga's Revenge — Frank Zappa
• The Logical Song — Supertramp
• Over at the Frankenstein Place — Rocky Horror
• White Trash Beautiful — Everlast
Auld Lang Syne,
ya bastards
12/24/2022
Good morning and Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteSomebody was commenting about the maryJane laws out here the other day. It occurred to me then that it was time to hear from John Mayall from the dim, dark past, but I was busy then. Now it's Christmas morning, and I don't drink coffee, so I'm leaving this under the tree for you.
The Laws Must Change by John Mayall, from his album The Turning Point, @1969, this video was recorded in 1970. Many of us looked younger then, and weed was illegal everywhere. Mr. Mayall, even from that ancient vantage point, knew that the laws must change.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UzmqxTBaNyI
You know how to make this hot. I don't, but you do.
Fleas on your dog,
John
A fine ballad for a fine cause, and yet more than fifty years later it's still illegal in 29 states and
DeletePuerto Rico. Not a great endorsement of freedom and democracy.
I *hope* "Fleas on your dog" is a cliché that's unknown to me. Sounds like an unpleasant wish, the opposite of Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.
Were Google's software for this page well-written like most other software, it would recognize a web address and hotlink it automatically. Since it is not, it does not, but it's easy to do such basic coding manually:
<A HREF=URL>WORDS</A>
Which, replacing URL with the actual URL and WORDS with the title gives us The Laws Must Change, though in this rare case I prefer a cover by Carolyn Wonderland.
Thanks for the hot link, my brother. Fifty years or so ago, Jose Feliciano sang Feliz Navidad. Somehow, that became "fleas on your dog", at least in my day, and it's a way of wishing holiday cheers without mentioning the holiday. I guess it's not as commonly understood as I thought, because I wasn't trying to be obscure.
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