Change in Life

After 46 years of early days, brutal weather, fatigue without parallel, and debilitating stress, I'm going to hang it up. It's time, since I've reached the point the daily grind has lost importance. Call it "not giving a crap" syndrome. When is the question. It will either be the first of December, the first of January, or when the syndrome takes complete control, and I turn in my keys. That may be Monday.

Scrambling for Relevance

 The polls were mostly wrong in the 2016 election. The polls, up to this week, were paralleling the 2016 polls, which don't reflect the enthusiasm of the Trump voters. This looks bad for pollsters, since they make their money from those that believe their fabrications, lies, inaccurate information, scientific polls reflect reality. 

I think the next few days will show a change in the polls, which is necessary for the pollsters. If they blow it again, they might as well train to flip burgers. 

It's Mostly Just Words

 There are a number of organizations that need to go bankrupt and fade into obscurity. The list of includes alphabet networks, major sports teams, social network sites, and other promoters of Marxism. While a huge number of people despise these organizations, they still watch their favorite shows, root for their favorite teams, and post their current trip to a restaurant. Otherwise, there are mostly just words, and little to no actions. Nothing changes, unless someone is willing to change. 

Useful Idiots

 Do you think the censors of social media realize what they're doing? I don't. If they did, they'd realize what they do can as easily be turned against them. They could find they're not only disrespected, they're considered criminals, and the public will demand they be punished for their actions. 

Some might think that could never happen, but the past reveals censorship ends with tyranny, and the created ignorance always leads to terrible hardships for citizens. Those that condone, or practice, the censorship always become useful idiots. They either lick the feet of their masters, or accept their "reeducation" in the camps built to house those unwilling to accept their loss of liberty.

Gray Morning

 There won't be a beautiful sunrise this morning. There's a thick deck of stratus, which will only allow a slow transition between dark gray, to light gray. The heavier gusts from the north sound like they gather deeper in the woods,  and announce their arrival with the chime of a distance wind chime. The 57 degree temperature is a welcome relief from the heat that wouldn't let go. 

It's supposed to clear sometime this morning, which will leave a deep azure sky, and a brilliant autumn day. After all the hear, humidity, and hurricanes, it will be a welcome relief.