Today's Tids Issue 2,157
Opening Stuff:
Is it safe to start wearing my red Sox cap again?
I always looked at Monday’s as a reawakening day. It is the morning that you can begin to implement a great business idea you had over the weekend. Or solve a problem that naggingly arose at 4:59 Friday. It is that morning that you seem to have renewed energy and a clearer mind. It is a morning when optimism is always highest. When the prospects of achieving great challenges is least encumbered. It is a day you might get a nice note from a great friend, that didn’t quite get there Friday. Monday morning is a day you don’t need any sunshine, because you bring it along with you.
My newest political hero is Jan Brewer.
A priest at the Vatican has invented a new app for iPads which will enable Priests to say Mass without the traditional missal. What’s next, the passing of wireless debit card swipe machines instead of baskets. And, Kindle style hymnals! I expect so.
Friday news showed clips of Dutch and other foreign ships hard at work cleaning up the Gulf mess ---implying that our Bought-By-Unions President was wielding his influence to get things done. Except, he could have accepted a Dutch offer to sail in and clean it up…three days after the explosion! But, the Prez said No! The Jones Act wouldn’t let him do it. In May, 0-Man’s State Department revealed that they had turned away help from Canada, Croatia, France, Germany, Holland, Iceland, Mexico, Norway, Romania, South Korea, Spain, Sweden , The UK and UN! Where’s the congressional investigation on that? Where’s the Prime Time media outrage? Remember, the much and unfairly assaulted President GW Bush during Katrina lifted the Jones Act within three days to rush aid to the stricken Louisianans. The Jones Act is a 1920 protective measure barring foreign built and manned ships from doing biz in US waters. And the unions absolutely love it! Hey! $400 Million in campaign contributions can buy a lot of influence.
No wonder the White House propagandists have resorted to nit-picking Tony Hayward. They had to create a demon to take the spotlight away from their disingenuousness. I really, truly hope that Mr. Hayward had a nice relaxing Father’s Day weekend at the races with is son. He deserves it.
The Question:
How often have I gone to the northern reaches of Vermont or New York thinking it was the next great wilderness; the end of civilization. And, I can imagine it is the same all across the US border. Yet, less than an hour north are some of the world’s great Metropolitan cities. In Canada. Name Canada’s five largest cities.
The Headlines:
--Oil Spill Costs To BP Now At #2 Billion; Payouts To Victims Up To $105 Million.
--World Stocks Up On China Currency Announcement.
--China Says Appreciation Currency Alone Could Not Rebalance World Growth; Urged World Leaders To Carry Fundamental market reforms And Basic Economic Overhaul.
--Arizona Wildfires Causing 100’s To Evacuate.
--Nearly 200 Die In Southern China Floods.
--Abnormal Radiation Detected At North-South Korea Borders; This Follows NK Announcement Of Nuke Breakthrough.
Back to More Stuff:
Maybe the Chinese bankers could send Wall Street experts advice about risk management and fiscal responsibility in fortune cookies.
The economy must be really bad. Yesterday, Sunday, there was only one page of “Dad Ads” in the obit section.
The stimulus program (They are now trying to foist another round upon us) is basically the transference of private sector jobs to the public sector. All stimulus money is funneled through the states and goes to create public employee union jobs, like for teachers, other state jobs, and temporary construction jobs for public projects. And industry, the core of all advanced economies, sits back and says “How are they going to pay for this largess?”. And the answer to them appears to be more taxes on their operations eventually. So they collectively say they should postpone more hiring and find new efficiencies that enable us to be competitive in the future with less employees. Somebody has to pay for the bloated governments and isn’t going to be Reid, Pelosi and their henchmen…and the 30 million new health care members.
Sometimes I get the feeling that all of the nightly news is based on the opinion(s) of one or two disgruntled persons.
Ernest Hemingway once said. “You write for the one you love.”
He also said “Reality is an illusion that occurs due to lack of alcohol.”
Why is this a Headline?, Department:
“Obama Sees Strasburg Get ‘K’ Record.” Why wouldn’t it be like, “Another sellout crowd cheers amazing strikeout feats of super rookie.” Oh…and I love the name for the new baseball holiday that occurs ever five days for the Washington Nationals – “Strasmas.” How about a headline that says “DC Phenom lives up to Promise!”? Nah, 0-Man would think it was about him.
Had anybody ever heard of the Washington Nationals before the arrival of the wunderkind. Think how great our government could be if everybody jumping upon the DC gravy train were as good and efficient as the Kid. Sorry Ted Williams.
I just got an email notice to enroll in the fall semester for a course on “Polymorphism in Organic Pharmaceutical Systems.” Oh good, more to muddle my mind. And why am I on that Chemical Engineering Society mailing list in the first place?
Happy Father’s Day Tiger! As the golf great and bedroom acrobat came close to a Dad’s day victory at this year’s US Open, one of his older porn pals announces that he is the father of her 9 year old son! While there is controversy surrounding the paternity tests, one observer says: “I’ve seen the boy, and…he looks an awful lot like Tiger.”
The death of Ted Koppel’s son has been declared an accident! Let’s see…the official report said he died from the combination of alcohol, heroine, cocaine, Diazepam and Levimisole. Yup that’s an accident alright. Right out of the blue. An act of God.
I thought John McPhereson in his recent “Close to Home” cartoon said a lot about this new world where we seem to see kids, infants everywhere. The picture is a stage in a theater with the theater manager interrupting the play to take the mike and announce: “Is there a child psychologist in the house.”
“Nuts” for squirrels Department:
The people of Arizona are proving to be among the most sane in the US of A. The people vigorously voted not to accept $1.25 million in Gov. Recovery funds for some loonies to build 41 bridges over highways for endangered red squirrels. Even more disheartening, is the original amount of money. The bridge building would only use $400K of the total, leaving $875,000 for what? Educating the squirrels on how to actually find the bridges? How to pack for the crossing?
Through the Same Eyes: Chapter 79 continues. My thoughts were jumbled as I parked my car in front of Maries. I have grown to love this place the past couple of months. Is it the food, or is it the company? Of course, it’s the company. And, there she was sitting in the window at the table we always seemed to find open to us. I studied her beautiful profile. I saw the same confidence that had first drawn me to her. When our relationship was no more than that a simple relationship. But then it had intensified. First with beautiful love making. Until now, entangled in my own convoluted scheme.
She looked up as I turned down the aisle. Those eyes that always said, what took you so long to get here? Were they saying that this morning? Were they saying anything?
“Why, Kent, you look like the morning sunrise!” Her face lit up. I smiled my little half smile which she now knows indicates I am feeling rapturous, walking on air. I headed towards her and tenderly grabbed her hand. And slid into the booth opposite. As I landed I caught a glance form Marie who was standing by the coffee urns behind the counter. It was an odd look. Not the look that has lately said “What’s going on between you two.” It was something else. But definitely there.
“And you are making me melt away to a blob as always.” She laughed lovingly, as I moved my foot to touch her calf. Her eyes softened immediately. I think I have been paranoid. She is still my Sarah/Maggie. But why, did she lie to me? “Have you seen Henry lately,” I blurted. Something flashed across her eyes.
The Answer: Some of the most beautiful, vibrant and fascinating cities of North America are in Canada. The largest in order are Toronto, Montreal, Calgary, Ottawa, Edmonton, Mississauga, Winnipeg, Vancouver, Hamilton and the architectural gem. Quebec City.
Oh…how would you ever remember that Bush lifted the Jones Act for Katrina? The media never told you the truth in those days. Oh, some earnest reporters are digging out truthful stories, but the people who control the distribution are restricting the revelations.
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