pedantry gone wild

Admiral Hopper?  Wiki (if I may dare erroneously (according to the Latin Ace now become pedantic scourge)) tells me she was a she, and a rear admiral at that, isn't a rear admiral a greater admiral than a plain admiral?  Well I am sure one of dawgs will fill me in on that.

I have to agree with the wizard of Menlo Park though that it is all that little unforeseen crap that slays the mighty vision.  Not that I have ever invented or built anything, but back in the day I wrote computer programs and in this day I do paintings and I have to say the grand vision is almost always true, but those niggling little details eat up most of the production time.

But wait, is Old Dog claiming that the incident with the moth never really happened?  Preliminary internet research is inconclusive.  I guess I am just a hopeless romantic but I love those colorful stories.  I do infer, since Old Dog does not object, that the beloved tale of a billion gibbons working on typewriters that didn't exist at the time, wrote The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire remains intact and dear in the hearts of the schoolchildren of today.

And this being a slow Beaglestonian day I even looked up genitive case and after a quick scan I think my response is that we don't need no stinking genitive case.  If Latin was such a hotshot language, how come nobody speaks it anymore?


Meanwhile in the freehold, Beagles has been hearing the opinions of the overwhelming majority of scientists who are not in the pocket of the fossil fuels industry and even of his favorite glossy magazine, about global warming, but has pooh poohed it until he remembers that Tiny Tim (who I don't think married Twiggy, but maybe we have had enough pedantry for a Wednesday morning) sang about it on the Ed Sullivan show.

Obviously trying to do something about it by signing the Paris Climate Agreement is out of the question, so instead Beagles worries about those New Yorkers and academic types from the Atlantic, those Hollywood and gay types from the Pacific, and those Spanish speaking types from the Gulf settling around Beaglestonia and surely making spectacles of themselves on the leafy streets of Cheboygan.

Those boats on the high seas full of Vietnamese were fleeing communism.  Maybe if we turn communist on the inside that will drive those annoying twits who call us flyover country out of the county.

Speaking of turning communist I saw the Idiot Son of Rand being interviewed about how McConnelCare didn't go far enough and as he gibbered on (not in the intelligent way of those billion gibbons) he said something about how the more people you cover the cheaper it will be, and the sly CNN reporter said why that sounds like socialized medicine, and he added some harrumphs to his gibbers and was talking about Venezuela.

I am still hoping that somewhere in this endless debate and with McConnel/Ryan/Trump/RepublicanCare an albatross around their necks, they may just stumble into single payer.

If we aren't at war.  Doesn't this current Syrian red line have all the fingerprints of some pig's ear idea of Trump's, dressed up to look like a silk purse by his slightly more rational advisors?