Even if it feels like all we’re doing is rearranging the deck chairs.
Let’s face it, the “roaring twenties” seem to be roaring in all the wrong directions.
So welcome, 2022, the year of the tiger. While the road may be a bit bumpy,
it’s the only road we’ve got, so travel it we shall. We don’t have to like it though, so feel free to protest by not making any resolutions.
If it’s true that we are obliged to welcome the new year with optimism and enthusiasm this is one of those “fake it until you can make it” situations.
So I wish you all a very Happy New Year. When I feel better and muster a bit more energy I might even consider making a couple casual promises to myself.
Take Chance the Gardner, aka Chauncy Gardiner, a simple-minded man whose world has been defined by what he has seen on television and observed in the gardener. It turns out a simpleton in a well tailored suit with a firm handshake can dupe the powerbrokers in Washington D.C.. Thus they take Chance to be some sort of savant even though what he says is complete nonsense.
Quite the allegory for our time.
Definitely not being there
The Deep State roots run deep so it will take a very, very deep frost to kill them.
As long as the roots are not severed, all is well.
Still it’s New Year’s Eve…a new year, new opportunities; we may as well dream.
Yes, it’s Throwback Thursday. When you are as old as I am 2004 doesn’t sound like much of a throwback at first…until you consider it was nearly 18 years ago. That’s the year Boston Legal debuted. I had already sworn off network TV at that point so I missed it, although friends kept telling me it was really good. I stumbled across a few episodes somewhere a couple years back and mentally put it on my watch list and finally got around to it last summer when it popped up on Prime. Disappointingly it included commercials that can’t be skipped so we skipped it, waiting for a commercial-free format.
And then my brother sent me this clip the other day, which reminded me why I added it to the watch list in the first place.
Denny Crane channels his inner Liberty Valance
Now I’m committed. Strangely Denny’s wild, wild west attitude seems even more fitting today than when the show was made (shoutout to Democrats everywhere!). We watched the first 2 episodes last night – with commercials, when you commit you commit – and it really is as good as everyone said. And the commercials are better made and not as frequent as regular network TV. I’m still slightly surprised the networks could still crank out such smart, fun shows as recently as 2004, but happily so.
So that’s my throwback binge show suggestion for the New Year, what’s yours? Perhaps we should assemble a list of bingable old shows to get us through the winter which the Brandon administration promises as an upgrade from last year's COVID “dark winter” to this year's “winter of death” for the unvaccinated. Although honestly, everyone I know who has been diagnosed with COVID so far this winter has been vaccinated.
Speaking of which, I’m off to my scheduled COVID test this morning which I presume will be positive although my symptoms are still minimal. I don’t know about other states but Utah has a rationing system for the monoclonal antibodies, or mAbs, and while Raj qualifies on all counts he still couldn’t get an appointment until next Monday even after checking every available site and option. Thankfully, and most likely due to prayers so I thank you all, the University of Utah called last evening to slot him into a spot that opened up Friday morning. It’s down in Salt Lake and the weather is supposed to be treacherous but we’ll make it, being experience hands in nightmarish winter mountain driving conditions.
So that’s how we’re spending our New Year’s Eve. And possible watching an episode or two of Boston Legal.
You remember Nikole Hannah-Jones, the creator of the New York Times 1619 Project which reimagined and revised the historical narrative of America. Now Nikole, being a journalist, is by definition a writer of creative fiction, and her 1619 Project is clearly an example of the genre. Using her mutterings as a basis for actual educational purposes is laughable. Yet here we are: the 1619 Project served to give “intellectual” lift to educators to include Critical Race Theory (CRT) in it’s curriculum.
Hannah-Jones argued on NBC Sunday that parents and lawmakers should leave the question of what to teach in schools up to teachers and administrators. “So I think we should frame that question properly,” she said. “And I don’t really understand this idea that parents should decide what’s being taught.”
Her position clearly and succinctly delineates the looney liberal concept of government’s role in your life: give us your money and we’ll decide what’s best for you. But despite her admission of not being an educator herself, she has no qualms about her propaganda being used as the basis for schools’ history/CRT curriculum. And you parents: you should just shut up. You’re not qualified to say what your children should be taught.
Much better you let Bozo handle that important responsibility.
Hannah-Jones, sporting her Bozo look while impersonating an educator
It’s Monday; I have to keep reminding myself because my internal calendar is totally whacked. It’s still dark out so I don’t know how much but I do know it snowed overnight as I heard the snowplows go through starting at 4:30. So far they’ve done 4 passes, 2 on each side of the street, so I’m guessing a respectable amount.
Emma Haworth,Swan Lake
The sun is expected shortly after dawn, before the next storm comes through later this afternoon.
Gustaf Fjaestad, Snow Covered Road With Fence
And wouldn’t you know it, now that Christmas is over along comes this perfect gift: it can speak for you when verbalizing may be inappropriate.
I hope the creator patented this design, because clearly it’s worth a fortune. I don’t know a soul who couldn’t use one…or more. Although gifting them could prove tricky as I can see how they might inadvertently send the wrong message to the recipient. So maybe it would be best just to gift them to yourself and wear them whenever you are likely to be entering an enemy camp – which these days is everywhere.
Alternate lapel pin, for those who wish to be a bit more direct:
As we’ve discussed in the past the name, origin and traditions of Boxing Day are disputed, as are most things these days. But in America it’s traditionally been a day set aside for post-Christmas-sales shopping and returns. Back in the olden days (pre-cooties) people would swarm back to the cheerfully over-decorated malls they had sworn just one short week ago to never, ever return to in search of bargains. Amazon has negated the need for such suicidal behavior. Now you can pick up bargains on stuff you don’t need, don’t want and likely will end up giving away before the Fourth of July from the comfort of your own home.
I am certain that many of us are just anxious to wrap up this year which has been another dumpster fire from start to finish thanks in no small part to our resident Oblivious-in-Chieftain. You’ll be pleased to know that the man who recently embraced a constituent’s “let’s go Brandon” sentiment with apparent enthusiasm has also been named to the list of“World's Most Admired” men of 2021. Which perhaps tells you everything you need to know about the state of the world these days. Joe Biden, “champion of the little guy,” has a plan for everything from Building Back Better to World Peace. All we have to do is get out of his way and let him implement “the plan.”
Happy Boxing Day Joey, I hope your plans go awry.
Oh, and just a reminder: Kwanzaa starts today. You remember Kwanzaa, the bonus holiday founded by a felon with the intent of dividing Americans by alienating blacks from the Christian holidays that unite us. So far that plan seems to be working.
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