Thursday, November 6, 2025

Status Update: No Web Log for 11.5-6.25

I'm still here. I am deeply disappointed in my State. 

Not that the most stupid handout-dependents voted for the party they think sends them their pensions, while that party was withholding their pensions from them--that's to be expected; these people are not encouraged to use whatever brainpower they have. Not that the stupid men voted for the blonde; that also was to be expected. Not that some men stayed home because they didn't want to elect a woman; that also was to be expected, and is only further evidence for the case that males shouldn't vote. Not that some women failed to anticipate this and inform their men, "You will vote for our Winsome, and I will see you vote for our Winsome, or you will sleep alone for the next four years"; even that was probably to be expected. 

But that, when Our Winsome and the Governor decreed that our emergency funds would be used to ensure that our handout-dependents could eat breakfast before they voted, and then the Trump-stuffed Supreme Court said, no, federal emergency funds would be used, and then Trump screamed that only some handout-dependents would get their pensions, our State government failed to secure the handouts. I went into a supermarket and saw a sign warning food stamp shoppers that their cards  would not have been recharged with money. The next day a disabled man told me that although he still had food in the house, his pension check had not come through. Our honor has been besmirched. 

Party politics are always disgusting. Failing to feed the poor among us is a positive sin.

I'm with Trump in thinking that a large number of people need to be told that, for good and sufficient reasons, they personally will never receive a handout again, not even if they develop quadriplegic paralysis as a result of driving the way they do, so they'd better sober up and get to work. I'd even add that another large number need to be handed vouchers to buy up all the socks, or pencils, or floral arrangements, in Wal-Mart and resell them in the parking lots instead of receiving handouts. But it has to be planned in advance. They have to be warned. Some people who receive handouts are in fact unfit to work, are young children, or nursing mothers, or disabled, or just not called back when they apply even for burger-flipping jobs because too many young people are out of work and the managers owe other unemployed youth's parents favors, or are  the veterans to whom we owe wages and/or the indigenous people to whom we owe rent; their payments should be sacrosanct. We cannot allow the Party of the Stubborn Jackass to hold them hostage, and lie to them about who exactly is holding them hostage, as we have been doing this week.  

Trump well and truly scored an own goal; we'll now have four years to regret that, and who knows what damage it may do. All of us have sinned against our own poor. All of us will bear the consequences.

I've not been too despondent to use the Internet, but I have spent my online time avoiding all news and doing research on obscure languages.  

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