Layng quietly in fields

Layng quietly in fields
Glstening lights

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Turn right into the 18th century.



Today's Tids Issue 3,583
Opening Stuff:

There is no better way to come down after a mind clouding week of political haggling and pundit guessing than taking a trip down a country road. Often just the names of the roads, places an villages are enough to ease your sodden brains back into quieter days. RI has plenty as I imagine your state. In the forests and hillsides of Exeter we have Widow Sweet’s, Parden Joslin’s and Bates School House roads. Just over the hill we come to Plain Meeting House Road, the road that ends gracefully at –you guessed it – a plain meeting house built at te end of the 18th Century – standing there alone, by the remnants of a town that left. Turn right there and you see farms from the colonial days alive with wild flowers for today. You might end up at Hopkins Hollow or the Simon Lillibridge Farm. Or Green, just a little rural village named simply Green. There is little more comforting than places named after plain old people and things that once were. Jeez, I feel better already

I consider having to put raked leaves in giant paper bags a form of government oppression.

Had an interesting discussion on journalism yesterday. The internet has created a lot of quazi-“journalists” but it definitely hasn’t helped with the truth. In fact, the nefarious ethics of many internet bloggers are being used by equally nefarious public relation opportunists who plant false stories with the assured hope that it will rise upstream to the pages and screens of the so-called legit media. This Tids editor has never repeated info flowting around in emails or from other sites (Even Legit media) until it has been thoroughly scrutinized on several fact finding sites. Some of the Tidlets may appear outrageous to some, but often the truth can seem that way, especially if it isn’t your truth.

The Question:
Name five types of Gardens that are inspired by foreign countries which you can adapt for your own yard.

The Headlines:
--Hospital Hit In Syrian Bombing; 27 Killed Including Docs And 3 Children; Russia Has No Comment in latest Assault On Aleppo.
--Judge Slams “Serial Child Sex Abuser”, Former Speaker Hastert in Sentencing; Sentence Harsher Than Prosecution Request.
--Dow Recovers After Opening Down Triple Digits Upon Bank of Japan Surprises; Investors Rattled After BOJ Offers No Stimulus; USA GDP Also Disappoints, Growing At Slowest Pace In two Years..
--Some Observers Take New, Positive Look At Trump After Rather Sane Speech On International Objectives; “America First” Will be The Theme; Cruz Picks Carley To help Him Lead The Charge Against Hillary, If He Gets There.
--Ex-Speaker Boehner Calls Cruz “Lucifer, A Miserable SoB”; Says He Would Vote For Trump.
--UN Condemns EU Migrant Curbs.

I’m a big fan of artificial additives.

If I was a political candidate, I would like to have Carley on my team in a race against Hill.

If I owned a company and needed a good #2 with a keen and intuitive mind, I wouldn’t hire Joe “Spell-Check”.

I guess one of the things that brothers me most about the new society under Obama is this overuse of the slam, “Racist”. The latest absurdity came from the editor of the British paper The Guardian. She said that “people who criticize grammar are racists”. She then must hold the position of The Guardian’s Chief Racist since as an editor she corrects grammar all day long. Basically what she is saying is that the educated and successful have to lower standards so those who don’t care won’t look so bad. And, I have listened to as many whites as blacks who haven’t a clue about grammar.

The next big racist accusation will go at people who espouse good manners. Great, we’ll have country of slobs who can’t speak, but everybody will feel good about themselves.

One of the real problems with giving the UN a global microphone is that their august pronouncements generally don’t take into consideration the needs of the people in countries they accuse.

The romance between Apple and it’s lovers will no longer be enough for it to meet investor objectives on the broader world stage. Apple lover still love their products but 80% of the world hasn’t been struck with cupid’s arrow.

I should watch more PBS so I can join in discussions with people who think they are smart.

The Parking Lot: Chapter 56 continues…
    Nancy plugged in her land line phone and dialed Fred. Fred answered quickly but his voice was questioning. “Hel-lo?”
   “Fred, it’s me, Nancy.” There as intense silence on the other end. Nancy had expected that
   “Nancy,” finally, Fred began. “Nancy, I don’t need this anymore. I am no use to you. And my body can’t take it anymore. I’m moving to North Carolina. To a mountain top, without road access.”
   Nancy was smiling as she said, “I get it Fred, and I will not include you in anything. Promise. I just want to know a couple of things. You will help us won’t you. You know ho important this is.”
   “Of course. It’s scary important.”
   “Have you talked to Tom Howland since we rescued you from that death chamber?” She wanted to remind him of her loyalty.
   “I have, but only because we have offices near each other. I said Hi Tom and he replied Hi Fred.”
  “Are you sure it wasn’t the other way around?” She laughed, loosening up Fred.
   “No!” He was smiling. She could tell, “That was pretty accurtate. One time though, he did move a little closer and asked where I had been, and why I was limping. I just told him I fell down the stairs after too much  bourbon.” Fred paused. “He looked at me in that funny way of his. You know, like he knows what’s in your head.”
   Yeah, I do know, Fred. He, like you and me, has been around this town since the beginning of time and knows everybody and everybody who talks to anybody. But thanks for now mentioning my name. When this is over I’ll come down to North Carolina a tip a glass of bourbon with you.”
  “Thanks, Nancy. Count on me as a friend.” Fred felt relaxed now, but didn’t know that Tom Howland was about knock on his office door.

The Answer:
Personally, I think first of the English Garden – quiet, colorful sweeping flowers, meandering paths amidst sculpted hedges, where you might just spy Becky Sharpe And Rawdon Crawly. For you with well shaped symmetrical minds look at the Formal French garden where you may spy a regally dressed Louis XIV snipping a rose with 14 karet gold scissors. Or you can Zonk out in a Japanese Zen garden with images of Geisha’s pouring tea, Finally we have a robust Tuscan garden alive with aromas from aromatic herbs -- rosemary, sage, flowering thyme and lavender; soft and comfortable with ornamental grasses. Perhaps surrounded by grape vines from which a glass of wine might have been drawn for sundown sipping, and a loving kiss.

Well, all’s well, Donald is looking presidential and Hillary is pivoting away from the Obama admin. I’m thinking that one of the reasons that Trump doesn’t espouse a lot of new ideas is because he doesn’t want Hillary to steal them.

OMG, I’m back mired in politics. Where’s my country road?
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