Perceptions Count

 Maine has a Secretary of State that arbitrarily decided to remove Trump from the ballot. This gives me the impression Maine backs someone that should be charged for the crime of using their office, or color of law, to deprive citizens of their rights guaranteed by the Constitution. Personally, I feel that when they don't publicly put her in stocks, pelt her with rotten vegetables, and then throw her in jail, she hasn't been punished as necessary.

My Suggestion for Sustainability

In the spirit of preserving our resources, I suggest all mailed advertisements, solicitations, catalogs, and anything best described as "junk mail" be printed on septic safe toilet paper. Considering what I throw away almost every day, it would help with my budget, and maybe give me some enjoyment when using a politicians effort to put a feather in their cap during my morning sabbatical. 

Finding the Correct Words

 I usually use "fed up" to describe my feeling about current affairs. It doesn't seem to correctly describe my frustration, furious anger, loathing, amazement, angst, vindictiveness, and wanting severe punishment for the evil people that are ruining the United States. There are plenty of curse words that help, but my wife doesn't like me to use them. So, to the puss-gut, pieces of puke, low life, reprobates that are part of the current fiasco, may your crotches catch on fire, and your hands be tied.

I Have to Share This Picture

Dogs have a tendency to choose where they want to be. They respond to attention, and my great nephew's dog decided to move in. Being retired, having time to spend with him, letting him in when it's cold out, and keeping food around for when he's hungry led to him staying most of the day. That, and he started not going home at night and ignoring their calls to come home. We'd bring him home after dark, but late one night, after we thought he was home, I was awakened by a bark outside. I opened the door to find him standing at the door with a pitiful look on his face. He'd ignored the calls of his master, or his master thought he was in. Regardless he stayed that night, my wife would ask my niece if he could stay on some nights, and it's now official he has a new home. 

I've had dogs, and a menagerie of different pets over time; including monkeys. All take a piece of your heart, and some are a lifetime of responsibility. My divorce years ago led to no pets, and my new wife was hesitant to have any pets, except fish. I was the same, since the loss when they pass is something I don't relish, but this little dog has found a place in our heart. He's a ball of energy during the day, but when the day is done, he rests all night. 

Christmas Along the Path

If age brings only one thing, it brings the realization the path of life is never a boring trip with little scenery. People are met, new places are seen, vistas amaze, and you never return to a place you've been before. It's a journey that ends eventually, but only what we call here, and beyond is only a new journey.

If I had only one piece of advice to offer anyone, it would be to cherish the moment in time we call Christmas. It's so powerful of an event, even wars have stopped to allow the day to be unblemished by greed and hate. It symbolizes all that's good. It demands hope that the evils of the world can eventually end; and the message of Christ is embraced as a lifestyle, instead of a hollow, patronizing effort to control with fear. 

So, tomorrow we have another day where time stands still for many, and their effort for a peaceful day should be respected. It stands as a shining example of what can be achieved, and embracing the moment can only bring good.

Merry Christmas to all that visit. May the day be one that is cast into a happy memory so vivid it lasts for a lifetime.