Today's Tids Issue 3,514
Opening Stuff:
Life
used to be simple. When you wanted to socialize you went
out on the front porch. When you wanted privacy, you went out on the back
porch.
Speaking
of mood swings, how about the world economy which is optimistic
one day and paranoid the next. We seem to be in a “Whoever-has the-bullhorn”
cycle where nobody seems to agree about what’s happening; or at least they don’t
agree in public; where each day a new opinion gets center stage, Behind the screens it maybe another story, but
that a place we rarely get to see. We just have to punch and roll.
When
snow warnings assault the tube, some people go into
panic mode and others go out and buy sleds.
The
Question:
Two great artists died on the same day, January
23. One was famous for “The Scream” and the other, among other weirdness, for
the Melting Clock. Who were they?
The
Headlines:
--Denver “D” Outmaneuvers Patriots Vaunted Brain Trust
To Win AFC; Carolina Dominates Arizona To become Early SB Favorite.
--Mid Atlantic States Cleaning Up After snow Bonanza;
West Virginia Seems To have Won Most Snow Prise..
--Iran Prez Rouhani Flies To Europe For Multi-Country
Deal Signing Journey That will revive Economy.
--ISIS Releases Video Celebrating Paris Murders.
--New Polls In NH Have Top Fous Repubs As Trump,
Cruz, Rubio And Kasich.
The
huge challenge facing retailers and mall investors
is figuring out how to balance eCommerce with Brick & Mortar. This is
probably the beginning of the end for shopping as we knew it. Some things like
this paradigm change on the table for merchandisers are inevitable, except as
Bernei Sanders said, the nomination of Hillary.
When
a lot of people say that the country is changing
for the worse, they are often talking about inconceivable decisions like the
most recent absurdity in a Minnesota Youth league where a Girls basketball team
was thrown out because “they were too good”! Whatever happened to striving for excellence?
Government dominated countries hate that!
On
a similar note, I have two pretty good basketball
playing granddaughters, who’s Junior HS team is coached by the “Guidance Counselor”.
The girls were nervous about making the team until they learned that everybody
makes the team. Their dedication and hard work shooting thousands of baskets
over the summer was meaningless. His concept of coaching is getting everybody into
the game regardless of skill. He says it is fair. The good players are dismayed.
He also changed the name of “Suicide Sprints” to gassers, because was nicer.
Shoot me.
Do
you know why magazine readership is down? It’s because
talented young graphic artists design for art contests instead do readers. Grey
type should be banned. The mags look great, as long as you are content at
looking pictures only.
When
the winter storms come, sophisticated NYC reporters look
just as inane standing there describing snow as their hick brethren in the
northern regions of the USA. Hey, wait a minute, rural forecasters have seen
snow for years and see no reason to report it. Maybe all of those new, young
local reporters come up from the big Apple.
Abortion
rights people may win court cases like they just did
in Kansas, but as far as I’m concerned, killing babies is a bad idea.
A
basketball player named Tate George made the shot that catapulted
the University of Connecticut’s men’s basketball team into the big time. Last
week he was sentenced to prison for masterminding a Ponzi scheme type operation.
I remember that drama and shot well. He was, they say, a good guy an
intelligent guy; a decent ballplayer who had a short career in the NBA. Somehow
he used is brains for the wrong thing. Why do smart people apply their talents to
lawbreaking (And questionable ethical) activities when they could contribute something
positive to society.
It
seems to me that most political pundits are relying on
historical analysis when we have passed into a new era where the new breed could
care less about the opinions from the NY Times, Washington Post, Wall Street Journal
or Fox News. They see a world based on technology that has never been, and with
a moral outlook that conflicts with the past.
I
just put a hot new Bumper sticker on my car: “Billionaires
for Bernie” Wow, weird political year.
The
Parking Lot: Chapter 41 continues…
“I will
not sign anything to do with the Hicks.” All eyes turned to the big, red faced
bearded man who’s large body and bellowing voice had risen above the crown. “I
own what I own, and I will do with it what I want. I won the water front from
that damned King Phillip, and I will still take anything that makes our families
holdings more secure. Get in bed with the Hicks, but lock the doors at night.”
He let the room absorb the silence. He snapped his fingers, and the rest of the
sullen Howland family rose and left the room.
Jeremiah
felt a new stirring. His fists clenched. His father and wife looked at him
knowing that he would not sit still any longer.
He rose,
and looked over the room, now confused, if not frightened. His fist hit the table
and eyes looked up at him. “The Howlands will not change what is best for all
of us. They aren’t smart enough to know that it is also best for them.” He
stared at the families filling the room knowing that they need more than platitudes.
“I will take care of Howland.” He turned and walked purposely from the room. Elizabeth
ran after him.
The
Answer:
Everybody knows that it was Edvard Munch who gave us the ubiquitous Scream, and the
out-of-the-box Salvador Dali who’s melting clock dons the walls of neophyte intellectuals
everywhere.
Drive
safely! There’s Ice all over the Place.
No comments:
Post a Comment