Glyphosate Awareness
I was thinking the big story behind Trump's executive order protecting glyphosate manufacturing was Trump's long involvement with Syngenta, the company the order is obviously written to protect. I still think that but everyone should read this list of people in the Trump Administration who are known to be involved with Bayer and/or Monsanto. Pam Bondi is not the only one who needs to resign and get out of Washington.
This web site never recommends violence. There are, however, alternative ways to demonstrate our feelings about any further weaselly talk about "phasing it out" and "using up existing supplies," as distinct from the long needed TOTAL BAN for which farmers have had the seven years they needed to recover from the Vicious Pesticide Cycle. If you live near a bitter clinger to glyphosate and your reactions involve blood, well, blood throwing did serve the homosexual lobby well. This web site will only say that there are violent and nonviolent ways to throw blood. On pavement or the outsides of parked motor vehicles is nonviolent.
History, Repeating
Bill Clinton, photographed in hot tub with unidentified woman who wasn't Hillary, "did not have sex with that woman." We know he knows what year it is because he doesn't refer to her as "Miss Lewinsky." He says, "I did nothing wrong."
Er. Um.
As all good Southern Baptists of the baby-boom generation know, there are a lot of things that feel pretty dang sexy when people have feelings for each other. Playing board games, or talking on the phone, or sharing a laugh at the speaker's expense in assembly at school. The mere idea of all the other people having nothing to do but listen to Professor Natteron while you are sharing these very special sensations, looking into each other's eyes. Things we all did as reasonably cool bachelors saving our virginity for marriage can look and feel very similar to making babies, except that they don't make babies. Bill Clinton is, according to shameless Monica Lewinsky and nasty-minded Ken Starr, an expert at not doing what some call the sexual act while doing lots of things other people call safe sex.
But after marriage the rules change, Bill Clinton. Before marriage it's only natural to wonder and experiment and explore. After marriage you're not supposed to think lustful thoughts about other people. There's nothing left to wonder about, really. You're supposed to give Hillary Rodham Clinton a baby if and when she wants one. Your sense of curiosity and adventure is supposed to be redirected to other things, like work, or...well, some men may have the excuse that the only adventure left for them is work, but you, being Bill Clinton, could always be the first former President of the United States to do just about anything beyond playing golf. A lot of them play golf, because that's one of the easier things to do with Secret Service men underfoot.
Lying in a hot tub with some other woman, even if you're telling her that HRC is sure to find someone to make up a cozy foursome and pop into the tub at any minute, may not absolutely break the rule because it's possible for middle-aged people to lie in a hot tub with their minds focussed on feeling muscles relax. Frankly that's what the look on your face in that picture suggests you were thinking about, Bill Clinton. But we are told to abstain from all appearance of evil.
Music
Vince Staten reminisces about the popular songs of his youth. Several of which were also popular in my youth. But I'd guess that even people who are currently young, even in the restrictive sense of, say, under age 30, have heard at least one out of three of these songs. They have a way of coming back onto radio playlists. I heard a couple of them during the past week.
Photographs
Worth clicking through to see this prettiest of the pictures Joe Jackson took in Ireland last summer. (Parental warning: Many things at this site are PG-13, including a GIF of people bouncing on a bed.)
Politics
Scott Pinsker is awfully uninformed. Doesn't everybody know that Hell is in Michigan? (And it freezes over every winter--despite the local warming effect that allowed it to log official temperatures, this winter, above those at the Cat Sanctuary.) Hell is, in fact, a little tourist town whose main tourist attraction is souvenirs that play on its name. And that settles that.
Pinsker's right about one thing, though. Gavin Newsom does not have Bill Clinton's please-please-oh-please-like-me sort of charm. Nor does he have Bernie Sanders' I-could-be-your-favorite-great-uncle charm. Nor does he have even Karine Jean-Pierre's do-I-look-like-a-living-Raggedy-Ann-doll-yet? kind of ditzy appeal. Newsom tried to be funny about being dyslexic and, thereby, revealed that his problem has nothing to do with being dyslexic. That is, he may really be dyslexic too, but he has a much more serious problem. He is also stupid. Dumb as they come. Asked turkeys for help on examinations. Probably has lost contests of wits to a box of rocks.
If you want to be a Classic Clueless White Person, you tell Black Americans you can relate to them because you like Aretha Franklin, or admire Michael Jordan, or wish you looked like Halle Berry or could get a date with someone who does. Telling them you can relate to them because you're stupid...
Somewhere a box of rocks lost a place at Santa Clara University to Gavin Newsom. That box of rocks should sue.
Weird
The Nephews knew this when they were three years old: There are some adults at whom you can safely throw snowballs, such as your Auntie Pris, and the worst thing that happens is that they throw snowballs back at you. These adults are exceptions. You should never throw snowballs at an adult unless you know for sure that that adult is among the exceptions. If you do, your ignorance, stupidity, and reckless endangerment of an older person's health, may make news headlines around the world, and people will remember, and you will not get a job, and when you try to get a disability pension the social workers will say, "Being a stupid jackass may be a disability but we don't have a program for it."
Years ago this web site shared a link to a news report of idiot kids throwing snowballs at an old man during a rare snow in Israel, where they hardly ever see enough snow to form a snowball so one can understand why kids living there would throw snowballs at anything and anyone in sight.
Now it seems civilization has declined enough that people who were apparently adult-sized were caught throwing snowballs at police officers, on duty, in New York City. Where they get enough snow that it should have lost all novelty before their adult teeth started growing in.
Cartoon found at TheViewFromLadyLake.Blogspot.com. Google says it was posted earlier this morning by Tom Stiglich at Arcamax.com.
Burying these people in snowbergs and then icing over the snowbergs would probably be considered an unusual punishment, but I submit that that's only because you don't see that level of idiocy in every decade.
