I’m thinking I want to talk about the weather today. It always amazes me how much dialogue can center around a topic so far out of human hands and often … especially here … so benign, but “Is it hot enough for ya?” can usual light a conversational fuse that may go on for quite a while.
I really don’t want to immerse myself in all today’s news about the horrific shootings in Arizona, although I can’t help but wonder WTF is happening in the country I called home up until 1994.
It’s not that I’m shocked by deadly violence from the business end of a gun, as that happens all the bloody time … bloody being a British expression, not an American descriptive term, although it fits that way, too … and well-armed nutjobs are a dime a dozen in the US.
No. It’s the idea that the us/them thing has inflated to the popping point without peeps seeming to care much about anything other than winning … although what it is they want to win evades my grasp.
I get that crushing universal health care is a rocks off goal and that some are pissed off about the demise of DADT and other such rights being offered to fellow humans … hence the term “human rights” … but how such issues end up on the “must do” list is beyond me, especially when “must do” translates to “must kill” to make it happen.
I don’t want to think about mass deaths of all those animals either. Not tonight.
Sure, I could dig around the info on how this sort of thing has been going on for yonks and how it’s only a wee bit odd that it’s raining dead birds and the world is awash in dead fish and dead crabs and … well, loads of dead stuff in many shapes and sizes … and there is entertainment value in considering the possibilities both conspiratorially-minded and other-worldy, but I’d really rather not be freaked out right now about the end of the world.
If I had more energy, I might actually get off on sinking my teeth into the Twitter story on how the US gov’t is strong-arming social media into bellying up and handing over info on ANYONE who might know someone who knows something somehow about Julian Assange.
The thought that they want to dig into the communications of an Icelandic official is appalling, and the fact that it’s the Obama admin doing this … Democrats, FFS … not a Bush/GOP/Tea Party mega-Nixonesque thing … is freaky and has me thinking we most likely have NO idea who is really running any show anywhere.
Quite frankly, I don’t even want to dwell on the condition of the Anse Soleil road as the Keystone Konstruction Kompany turns it into 4×4 only access, having … according to Radio Bamboo, the local version of the grapevine … pissed away Sheik Rattle&Roll’s tarmac bucks on Whoknowswhat.
Since I’ve been working all day and just now getting around to putting a blog post together … just now being 7:08 pm on a Sunday with one glass of wine down … I don’t have it in me to blather on about any of that heavy shit, thankyouverymuch.
So …
Hot/cold/windy/wet/dry enough … whatever … for ya?
A collection of my short stories:
I'm in this one, too ...
And I'm in here, as well ...
Cold, a few inches of snow, but mainly sunny!
In addition to “us/them”, “must kill” and “who is running the show?”, I’d like to add “Me First”.
One day last week, I drove on the highway to the airport to pick up a relative. The highway was jam packed with drivers who didn’t give a crap about the other people on the road. Drivers driving way over the speed limit while weaving in and out and jamming on the brakes. Then, while I waited in the airport, there wasn’t a spot I could stand or sit without people bashing into me with their bodies or their luggage. I thought to myself, “What is this? Am I invisible or something?”
Whatever happened to courtesy!
I think I’ll go out to enjoy the sun while it’s here. Very nice weather blog.
You know, Marianne, that I actually contemplated writing about courtesy, greed, the diabolic effects of testosterone on males and degradation of journalistic integrity, but …
So glad to hear it’s mainly sunny!
I could do with a tiny bit of sunshine right about tomorrow morning. We’ve had some really lovely rain and the garden is green like a forest but the tomatoes are not ripening, my tan is fading and, do I really need a third thing?
And yes, I’ll stick with the weather too because all that other stuff really is just too heavy for a Sunday night.
Yeah … that third thing puts is over the top! Who need it????
Really, Sandra, you are right. Postings about the weather on Facebook for example always get surprisingly many comments. Mavbe it’s BECAUSE we cannot be held responsible for it (really not?), because we can’t put ourselves in the spot, because everything else is sooo complicated and inscrutable (including Obama) – I don’t know….
By the way, the weather in Germany: not as cold anymore, the snow has melted, but grey and uncomfortable…
Cheers, Uta
I hope the really miserable weather is over for the year, Uta! Here’s to an early Spring and a long, hot summer!
When the world is going nuts, there is something comforting about talking about the weather. As the british say “everyone complains about the weather but noone does anything about it”
sitting here on a cold but sunny day in France, was thinking about the weather where you are. I miss hubby and I breakfasting on the terrace in t-shirts with him giving me the daily Assange update while munching on papaya and slurping espresso. A bit of a shock to the system, arriving in Paris with flip flops on. Do NOt try running for a airport shuttle in the snow with flip flops
I try not to do anything in the snow, Sandi. Here’s hoping for an early Spring in France!