Oh great. The NYT wants credit card companies to recreate Project Chokepoint. Only they want hundreds of thousands of innocent gun buyers reported to the cops for fitting a “profile” the NYT doesn’t approve of. Aww, isn’t that sweeeeeeet? The TSA is switching to floppy-eared dogs because the pointy-eared ones scare children. No word on whether those airport blue-hands realize the kiddies are probably even more terrorized by having their pubes pawed. Add one more aspect of shadiness to the dirty business of buying pet-shop dogs: Dog leasing to the unwary. (Nitpick: It’s not animal-rights organizations protesting this; it’s animal…
Category: Mind and Spirit
Spirituality, moods, feelings, and thinking free to live free.
May your days be merry and bright and may your new year be full of light. Christmas Eve is my Christmas, so I’m signing off now. I’ll be back in a few days. Meanwhile, I hope I posted enough blog content over the weekend to keep you going for a while. Now I leave you with some merry, bright, and sunny views taken around Mo Saoirse Hermitage* in the last two days … —– —– Mo Saoirse = My Freedom in Irish Gaelic. Mo Saoirse Hermitage is aka my house, formerly known as Ye Olde Wreck. It’s a wreck no…
Today was another very Merry pre-Christmas. Gourmet Gethsemani Abbey goodies from S&K and — another! — big check from RW, who already sent one earlier this month. RW’s earlier check was for me. This one? Well, Ava would give a big thanks if she knew, because this one’s to put toward her medical care and treats. Great timing, too. Furrydoc and I were just talking on Wednesday about another test that would better pinpoint the degree of Ava’s kidney malfunction. Guess what? The check and the cost of the test are about equal. So a big WOOF to you, RW.…
Today light returns. It’s about darned time. But, sez John Wilder in his inimitably irreverent way, it’s not the solstice we’re really celebrating. It’s the cold months to come, because they make us stronger. Christmas? I’m a fan. But the 21st is also notable because it’s the (traditional) feast time of the northern peoples of the world, and you can see multiple cultures built physical devices to track the solstice, places like Newgrange in Ireland, Stonehenge in England and the High Bank Works at Chillicothe in North America. And, my house. … But the solstice doesn’t represent the coldest part…
I’ve been trying to herd a blogosaurus for the last couple of days, but the darned thing is still roaming wild. So I’m just going to toss out the raw meat for the thing along with a few related thoughts and you guys can take it from there. —– I’m thinking about the importance of community in a world of globalization. Also thinking (related) of the importance of community in a world where “our kind” are not only increasingly sneered at and looked down upon, but excluded from common discourse by Internet Powers That Be. —– Three articles I read…
Oh, that felt gooooooood. After a quick hop online yesterday morning to approve a few blog comments awaiting moderation, I shut down the computer and spent my Sunday in the pleasant combination of relaxing and being productive. —– All that relaxing took discipline at first. It still shocks me, how seductive the computer is. Never mind the (apparently even more powerful) lure of checking FB likes or seeing how friends are responding to a new Instagram post. Merely knowing that useful information awaits at a click is addictive enough. My task for the last few days has been cleaning up…
But really, for freedomistas, every day is Bill of Rights Day. Or let’s make that just plain Rights Day. I’ll be taking tomorrow off. How are you going to celebrate?
Another excellent piece from Ammo.com: “Policing For Profit: How Civil Asset Forfeiture Has Perverted American Law Enforcement”. Once again, there’s something here even for people who think they already know all about it. A good article to share. The latest juvenile cant about socialism is that it leads to better sex. Jim Bovard — who ventured behind the Iron Curtain more than once — questions that manufactured reality. Still curious about those “let’s stop Trump” texts between the pair of illicit FBI lovers high up in the collusion investigation? Well, too bad. Because the DoJ wiped them clean, claiming they…