When I see this …

… I think of this.
For the free ebook novel and more, click here.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall
When I see this …

… I think of this.
For the free ebook novel and more, click here.
Strolling around older neighborhoods of a community like mine, it’s quite possible to feel yourself moving through another era. Imagine horses instead of cars and let the utility lines overhead fade from sight. I find a tinge of time travel is especially likely to kick in around dawn or sunset.
Mentioning that to my wife prompts memories of her own experiences while working in a museum comprised of a district of historic houses in nearby Portsmouth. For her, the sensation would settle in during late afternoons in the tourism shoulder season as she’d step from the kitchen into the outdoors. No wires in the air, no traffic, no tourists to spoil the perfect scene. Truly harmonious and timeless.
Maybe even a vision of the future in an eco-friendly environment.
Despite all of the clay soil in the city, one of the puzzles is the prevalence of wood construction. The downtown, with its mills, stores, and churches, is an exception.
Strolling Dover: for more, click here.
The realm of politics, as has been observed, has much in common with making sausage. It’s messy, even bloody, seldom includes premium ingredients. And there’s butchery at points.
Look, if Donald Trump wins the White House, everything Jill Stein stands for in a Green Revolution’s toast. It doesn’t take long to destroy the hard-gained agencies we have, much less to strip-mine hillsides and rip up forests. That’s why a vote for Stein is a vote against a Green agenda — it’s blatantly a vote against Hillary Clinton. If you think there’s no difference in the major parties on this issue, you’re deluding yourself. Or listen to what Trump thinks about real women like Clinton and Stein.
There’s a huge gap, too, between articulating policy and implementing it, as well as moving from the ivy tower into nitty-gritty management overseeing a host of federal agencies. You want to get anything done, you’re going to get dirty. It’s the nature of working with others. It’s the reality of winning battles, too.
Radical movements have a history of fragmenting, as Christopher Hill notes looking at the waves of ferment during the English civil wars and Protectorate.
Let’s not do it again. Rally around Hillary Clinton and regroup later, on the high ground.
As Doc would have said:
Self-delusion is not the same as imagination. Somehow, it might be the opposite.
One opens out. The other suffocates.
So we’ve seen.
“To summarize: Three steps must be taken to smash the war racket.
- 1. We must take the profit out of war.
- 2. We must permit the youth of the land who would bear arms to decide whether or not there should be war.
- 3. We must limit our military forces to home defense purposes.”
Maj. Gen. Smedley Darlington Butler, USMC
— from War Is a Racket
Pro-life AND pro-assault rifle or Glock?
It doesn’t add up.
~*~
Something has to give way, way side or the other, even for subsistence hunters.
Thinking of the Red Barn’s theme for the year, how seems to be morphing from Trumpets of the Coming Storm to Trump-Pence of the Crummy Storm.
Oh, how the mind and life wander!
When I see this …

… I think of this.
For the free ebook novel and more, click here.
“There are only two reasons why you should ever be asked to give your youngsters. One is defense of our homes. The other is the defense of our Bill of Rights and particularly the right to worship God as we see fit. Every other reason advanced for the murder of young men is a racket, pure and simple.”
Maj. Gen. Smedley Darlington Butler, USMC
— from War Is a Racket