In Case You've Wondered

My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.

If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com

One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.

I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.

jescordwaineratgmail.com

Wednesday, November 20, 2024

Belligerent Ignorance

I've read where some cities are deciding to allow the illegal aliens to stay and ignore the mandates of law. If existing laws are followed, anyone involved is committing a crime, which make me wonder if a patrol officer will be willing to be charged for following the demands of a corrupt official. Time will tell. Using the excuse they were only following orders won't insulate them from state and federal charges. 

Monday, November 18, 2024

A Problem I See Developing

If things go as planned by the next administration, there will be numerous people finding their time in public sector employment has ended. The problem I see is that a substantial number of them have absolutely no skill to offer to the private sector. Otherwise, they'll be faced with the same thing those in the private sector faced after the confiscatory taxes, inflation, loss of jobs, and bureaucratic punishment with regulations. I guess I should feel sorry for them, but after watching my career stumble over the years due to their efforts, my compassion is pretty thin. That, and the snarky comment to those that lost jobs that suggested they need to learn to code.

 If there is any justice, the first thing Congress should do is cut their pay by 30%. That, and take away the perks they abuse. Will they? Of course not. They created this mess, grew it for decades, and ignored their responsibility. They'll pontificate, promise things, act busy and collect their salary. That, and vote themselves a raise during the next session. 

Middle of the Night Stuff

Sometimes, I wake in the middle of the night for no reason I can find. Tonight is one of those nights. Before I woke, I was dreaming, but it wasn't one where waking is mandatory to prevent further damage to peace of mind. I've had those dreams before; some filled with the terror of impending death, or a hopeless situation. My dream was of dealing with meeting with an air-conditioner contractor for a new unit at my parent's house, which was my house they were living in, which I'd never seen before, but was familiar with, even though it was a complete fabrication of my imagination. That, and it was near a town I knew, but was a town I've never been to in real life, and the people I was dealing with were people from my past that (as far as I know) never had anything to do with air-conditioning installations. It wasn't stressful. It was more like a typical day just dealing with life. So, after waking, and realizing sleep wasn't possible, I decided for some coffee and time on the porch. 

My neighbor's dog was raising hell at something. Considering the location, I had the feeling it had a critter in the dumpster. It would run one way, bark at the dumpster, run around to another strategic location, bark again, and make every effort to keep the dumpster surrounded. Shining my spotlight didn't reveal anything but a startled dog that slunk away as though I was scolding it. My dog, which decided to go on the porch with me, added a few woofs for good measure, and the dogs in the neighborhood added their woofs to show their solidarity. 

I stayed outside for a little longer to see if there was something that led me to waking. I couldn't determine anything out of the ordinary. Maybe it was the gusty wind from the approaching change in weather disturbing my sleep. That, or maybe the change in barometric pressure is more of an influence than known. I'll never know, but do know the coffee is good, the temperature is 71 degrees outside, and it's the grand time before civilization shatters the morning calm. I'll take my coffee back to the porch and contemplate the correct solutions to the problems of the world.

Friday, November 15, 2024

Culling the Herd

We'll see how many of the bureaucrats, and other parasites on taxpayers, are culled from the public teat. It all sounds good, especially since the drain on funds is unsustainable, but regardless of opinion, my experience in life tells me it's mostly political promises that will never be kept. I know this sounds cynical, but in my sixty-plus years of being on this planet, I've never seen the Federal Government shrink in size, defeat inflation, not buy votes with taxpayer money, or pull the leash on agencies that abuse rights daily. Time will tell, and I pray things will become better, but until it happens, I will be cynical.

Tuesday, November 12, 2024

She Could Have Handled It Differently

 Melania Trump was invited for tea with Jill Biden. She declined for a good reason. She took the high road, instead of accepting the offer, meeting here for tea, throwing it in Jill Biden's face, and stomping a mud hole in her ass. Jill would have deserved it. She could have denounced the actions of her husband, but her failure shows she was all for the incredibly callous act of thuggery by her husband.