Status update--Today the Virginia Legislature opens to discuss bills that plumb new depths of badness under the leadership of a Governor who will insist that at least some bad ones become law. Our national leaders think we've done enough damage in an undeclared war on Somalia that we can afford to have armed Feds chivying Somali immigrants, some of whom show horrible damage from having been born in a war zone, such that any decent person would approach them with more than the usual patience and gentleness, but our Feds are chasing them around on the ice with firearms, to encourage them to go home after some of them thought they'd achieved citizenship, that some part of the US was their home. We have a Somali-American in Congress who ought to have volunteered to persuade her people to go home, who for some reason isn't doing that. (In polite speech it might be "Madame Omar," but her Twittername, or whatever they're now called on X, is @Ilhan or @IlhanMN. Just in case you want to lean on her.) We have a President who thinks the only alternative to letting nasty Nico Maduro destroy Venezuela is for him to take it over and call himself its President, which is a source of shame to many Americans, even to many Trump voters, or anti-Harris voters. We have Microsoft, so far unchecked by federal law, actively sabotaging "older browsers" in the insane idea that this is a way to sell Windows 11. On the weather front we have another cold front rolling in, with potential snow. On the sports scene the U-Tenn Vols are on a losing streak. And Scott Adams just died of cancer, almost but not quite live-on-the-screen, yesterday morning. He literally did one last podcast and then collapsed. I am sooo tired of all this cancer!
Perhaps you, like me, could face your computer this morning only if it brought you a burst of profoundly stupid comedy. Kate at Small Dead Animals rides in to the rescue with a performance of the Canadian national anthem on squeaky toys.
I hope that helped, instead of making you think about the current political situation in...I didn't say it.
Books
Little Town on the Prairie is my favorite volume in the series.
Gifts, Re-Purposing
When a gift was too special to re-gift on Boxing Day but you're never going to use it as intended...well, if it happens to be a fabric tote bag, this is a lovely idea.
I'm going to pin yarn balls into one, put a few layers of rags and plastic over it, and give it to Serena to have kittens on.
RIP
First best tribute to Scott Adams from a fellow cartoonist. This is actually the first one I've read from a fellow cartoonist.
(I will have nothing much to add. Apart from the fact that I discovered him in the 1980s, when you couldn't have told me that shopping for things to amuse the sisters was not part of my job so I often spend a couple of hours on malls in the middle of work days, all I know about Scott Adams I've already posted here. Mostly in the link logs.)
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