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A Ministry of Niddering Ninnies

Well, we’ve gotten what a minority of citizens voted for.  That Herr Trump lost the election by nearly three million votes notwithstanding, our “electors” have made him president.  Of the United States.  It’s a heart-rending reality to contemplate.  Worse, are his choices for his cabinet, variously referred to as “a Fucktangle of Dunderheads,” a “Confederacy of Dunces,” or my own title for it, a Ministry of Niddering Ninnies.  It is the brain damaged leading the blind through their own Slough of Despond, dragging the rest of us behind them.

Most egregious, however, is the fact that millions of voters are so poorly educated, uninformed, besotted with their own ignorance, and full of fear, hate, and bigotry that they voted for this racist, sociopathic, cognitively impaired miscreant for president. (I could use even more descriptors, but I’ll stop there.)  Obviously many factors have combined to create this monstrous travesty, not the least of which is an education system so drained of integrity and mental discipline that ignorance and an inability to think rationally have been elevated to a status to be desired and applauded.  “When mediocrity becomes the norm, it is not long before mediocrity becomes the ideal,” A.N. Wilson said.  We have apparently now left mediocrity behind with G.W.Bush, and after a moment of redemption with Mr. Obama,  have descended directly into utter ineptitude and evil.  And that’s exactly what millions and millions of American voters want.  I hope they get it.

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Call 911!!!!!!

Here are three entries from yesterday’s Argus Leader newspaper.  They are all listed under “Argus 911” which reports police calls.

“A duck was disrupting traffic at 41st and Minnesota but had moved to the McDonald’s parking lot.”

“Children were harrassing geese in the 1000 block of North Menlo Avenue.”

” An intoxicated man was reported to be skipping down the street with one shoe on at Fifth and Franklin.”

I swear I am not making this up.  I ask you.  What is the matter with these people?  What’s next?  Calling the police because you dropped your cell phone in the toilet?  “Police were called when a woman stubbed her toe at 4th and Phillips.”

Could I just make a couple of practical suggestions here?  How about, if there’s a duck in the street, someone who is driving there gets out of the car and herds the duck to safer ground?  Like, you know, a regular person who is not a police officer.  Can we do nothing for ourselves anymore?

I live near Covell Lake, which is where the “children were harrassing geese.”  If I saw kids harrassing geese, I’d go right over to them and say “Leave those geese alone right now.  Now go home and stay out of trouble.”  Why do we need to call the police?  Just be an adult for the love of god, and intervene.

Now here’s my favorite–the man skipping down the sidewalk.  I can see it:

“Norman.  Norman, come here and look at this man out on the sidewalk.  He’s skipping.”

Norman: “He must be drunk.”

“And look!  He’s only wearing one shoe!”

Norman: “He must be drunk.  I’m calling the police.”

Imagine yourself, looking out your window and seeing an adult man skipping down the street.  Imagine what you’d think and feel.  I imagine I would be delighted.  What a wonderful thing, a man skipping along, happy as a child, unselfconscious, enjoying himself.  But he’s only wearing one shoe.  I hope he has another pair, he looks like he’s poor.  Maybe I’ll go skip along with him.

Some days I cannot believe I live in this world.

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