Good to see the hypothetical wife make a cameo appearance in the ivied halls. I can see her, like that guy contemplating the skull of Yorick, and thinking just one more of these damn things and we will be done with them, and thinking again why wait and tossing it into the wild. Not far enough apparently, but it has a happy ending as the rutabaga was then seasoned the proper way and was a taste treat. Still I suspect that it was some time until rutabagas appeared again on the menu of the freehold.
A couple new projects from the Old Dog, I can't wait to hear. I remember many interesting projects related over beers at the Friday night seminars. The 3D printer was the center of many of these, but my favorite was the multi-generation saga of the Asian cockroach.
I watched a little of the hearings on the sacking of the capitol. Pretty technical and kind of boring. I am embarrassed to admit that I was looking for something a little more partisan, yet another implication of the small fingers at the end of the arms of the vulgarian. Nevertheless a clear picture of the evil forces became clear to me.
At the top of course, is Trump, standing alone a sneer on his face, his arms crossed against his chest, standing for himself, whatever mood he happens to be in at the time, focused on his narrow self-interest and mostly just on blasting those he sees as his enemies.
On the next level is the republican party, elected officials, former officials and pundits. These can be divided into three groups, the first is the Ever Trumpers, like Lindsey Graham who have hitched their wagons to his star and don't intend to look back. Second is the Never Trumpers. who thinks he is going to bring the whole party down and the sooner he is gone the better. They are exemplified by murky moderates like Romney and fire-breathing right-wingers like Liz Cheney. And then there are the guys like Moscow Mitch, who believe like the Never Trumpers, but are not yet ready to dump him because they are afraid of him and his base and they think they can ride the tiger longer and get something out of it.
The next level is the Trumpian base which right now is something like 80 percent of republican voters. The question in front of these guys is was the sacking of the capital a bad thing or was it pretty cool? If they think it was a bad thing then they have to believe that Trump didn't actually inspire it, he was just, you know, being Trump, or maybe all those guys were actually antifa, If it was a cool thing, called upon by Trump then they have to wonder why is he not openly embracing him, and maybe they will move on to something else following the mysterious and fickle Qanon.
So it is all on the murky base now, who respond to neither reason nor the facts right in front of their fate and only on that dark place in their hearts that only Trump can touch, so who knows.
With Old Dog off on a couple new projects I don't see where there will be anything from him on the Kindergarten Baby thing, but something else has arisen. Earlier I referenced that short-fingered vulgarian thing, and now I am wondering where it came from. It turns out that it was from kind of a snooty satirical publication named Spy, way back in 1988, 16 years before that awful tv show and 28 years before he descended the golden escalator, back when he was just kind of a joke for snobby New Yorkers, hence the vulgarian, and the short fingers a subtle reference to his equipment, kind of like Texans are said to reference blowhards by saying they are all hat and no cattle. I like it.
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