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Monday, March 7, 2016

voting

Oh you know, manners, like hemlines, go up and down, the sixties, which were really from 65 to 75, are forty years ago now.  I don't think our heyday is to blame for Donald bragging about his dick.  I blame the Republicans (of course), well actually I blame Fox news which used to be allied with the republicans, but anymore is allied with those who call the republicans of the Reagan (RIP Nancy) era RINOs.  All four of the remaining candidates (including Aw Shucks, I'm from Ohio, Uncle Johnny Kasich) regularly rail against the establishment, when they aren't railing at each other, and they have scarcely time anymore to mention the big girl antichrist.

But I think Fox started this new phase of incivility in politics.  Right from the start they were yelling and calling names.  When they had a liberal opinion guy they outnumbered him and didn't let him get a word edgewise.  Then they started inviting some of those hooligans into the very civil Sunday morning talk shows, where they continued to interrupt and outshout everybody else.  It's just terrible I tell you. 

I think your primary tomorrow will be a big one.  I think They want you to vote for Cruz who They expect is the only guy who can knock off Trump who They hate the most, but They aren't too nuts about Cruz, so maybe They want you to vote for Lil Marco.  You could vote for Uncle Johnny, I'm sure They don't want you to vote for him, but maybe Ron Paul is still on the ballot and you can vote your conscience. 

I have early voted for Bern (will be in New Orleans next week, a late winter vacation), and against my state rep who is taking money from the republican gov to betray his party, and against the Cook County States Attorney who has been behind a few police shooting coverups.

You sound pretty scheduled, as am I.  I like it because then I don't have to make any decisions, I just do whatever comes next, and the next thing I know I am going to bed, and when I wake up I am into the shower, and then coffee and The Beaglesonian, then the newspaper, then painting, then lunch
(a bowl of vegetables), then my nap, then the gym or a long walk, then supper and the crossword puzzle, and maybe fritter a bit until 8 when there is a Hill Street Blues rerun and I have my single beer of the day, and then off to bed.  Some might think that is rigid, but I think of it as optimizing my time.

I smoke a pack of cigs every other week.  Lately I have been falling off the wagon a bit.  I would get an urge for like just one cig on Friday or Saturday night of my cigless weekend, and I would tell myself I could buy a pack and just smoke one.  Of course I was lying to myself.  I was helpless in the face of that opened pack, little cylinders of death peeking out beneath the foil, smoke me, smoke me. 

So I bought myself an ecig and it has helped out a lot.  When I simply must have a cig I take a puff or two off the ecig.  When you light up a real cig, you are committed to smoking the whole damn thing, but the ecig you can just set it aside after one or two puffs, and it supplies just enough oomph to satisfy the craving, but not enough oomph that you want to go back for more.

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