{"id":25876,"date":"2016-07-15T13:39:02","date_gmt":"2016-07-15T20:39:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/?p=25876"},"modified":"2016-07-15T13:39:02","modified_gmt":"2016-07-15T20:39:02","slug":"a-friday-ramble-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2016\/07\/15\/a-friday-ramble-2\/","title":{"rendered":"A Friday ramble"},"content":{"rendered":"

Well, I don’t know which is more depressing: presidential candidates who’ve never succumbed to any vices<\/a> or those who have but lie about it.<\/p>\n

Rigidly straightlaced people rarely make empathetic “leaders.”<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

It’s definitely depressing that America’s blood-dancing hoplophobes will still fail to notice a) that it does<\/i> happen in other countries and b) that an evil guy with an agenda can kill more people<\/a> with a truck than with a firearm.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

And why do so many people consider it somehow “better” if the Nazgul preserve an appearance<\/i> of impartiality<\/a>, even when they clearly have agendas?<\/p>\n

This is like the dysfunctional family that thinks as long as nobody talks<\/i> about the problem, there is no problem<\/i>.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

While clearly there’s a lot in the world to be pissed off about (and there always has been, right from the time the first finny thing ate the first one-celled squiggly thing), I had no idea until Joel mentioned it that today is supposed to be a national day of rage<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Actually, it appears we’re not supposed to get really mad until late afternoon or this evening<\/a>.<\/p>\n

Which is good. Because so far, as of early afternoon Pacific time, I haven’t yet managed to get beyond a good ennui. <\/p>\n

Still, there’s time. Even if one can’t manage more than a state of mild vexation today, perhaps a touch of contumely toward one’s presumptive rulers, The Brunett warned recently<\/a> of a dangerously mad summer to come.<\/p>\n

Could be. I don’t share either the fear or the rage, but then I live in a peaceful, pleasant backwater, where the people around me are actually, you know, nice<\/i>. And many of them reasonably self-sufficient and busy enough with their lives not to set aside public time for rage and riot.<\/p>\n

(ETA) Thus it was almost a relief to learn from wise commentors<\/a> that no one’s seriously demanding that we get all enraged after all. At least not today. Whew.<\/p>\n

Still, does anybody doubt that we’re only seeing the beginning of dangerous times<\/a>?<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

As for me, since Robbie died, I’ve been taking extra walks with Ava. Sometimes our walks are just the usual thing, a mile or two in the morning or afternoon. But we’ve done more than our share of hilly trecks that (speaking only for me; I don’t know about Ava) get the heart rate going and produce a happy soreness in thighs and calves. I think both Ava and I have lost a little weight this last week on this routine.<\/p>\n

But to heck with getting overly healthy. We’ve also earned our indulgences. Yesterday after one such hike, we stopped at the little tienda<\/i> in town and bought a fat slice of tres leches<\/em> cake (swimming in thick cream!) and a Jarritos tamarind soda. Took them both over to the waterfront and enjoyed them there. Ava got to lick the cake carton.<\/p>\n

I don’t like carbonated beverages and rarely ever have soft drinks of any sort. But I love how these fruity Mexican sodas boast of their gloriously high, and pure, sugar content. In this age of low-cal\/no-cal everything, when even the worst sort of junk food masquerades as healthy (often because it’s filled with distinctly unhealthy manmade ingredients), it’s refreshing to see sugar proclaiming itself so cheekily from the side of a bottle. A bottle that, BTW, still requires a churchkey opener that’s hung from the side of an old-fashioned refrigerator case.<\/p>\n

The tienda also has incredible tacos — handmade soft corn tortillas, folded over seasoned meat, avocado slices, crema, and fresh cilantro, among other goodies. But I’ll go back for those another day.<\/p>\n

—–<\/p>\n

In the meantime, don’t feel you absolutely have to go out tonight and, on command, work yourself into such a righteous rage that you forget to enjoy your Friday and your weekend. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

Okay there?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Well, I don’t know which is more depressing: presidential candidates who’ve never succumbed to any vices or those who have but lie about it. Rigidly straightlaced people rarely make empathetic “leaders.” —– It’s definitely depressing that America’s blood-dancing hoplophobes will still fail to notice a) that it does happen in other countries and b) that an evil guy with an agenda can kill more people with a truck than with a firearm. —– And why do so many people consider it somehow “better” if the Nazgul preserve an appearance of impartiality, even when they clearly have agendas? This is like…<\/p>\n

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