I know, it’s Friday the thirteenth in this century’s thirteenth year. Bummer.
So today is gonna be rough, right? Yeah, well, lemme tell ya, yesterday was rough, really rough! Garbage disposal crapped out. New one’s installed and grinding away on cue, but in spite of my sore knees, a quick glance around confirms that the same old screwed up world is still out there doing its thing!
Moral: not even with a NEW garbage disposal can one dare to hope to rid the world of wingnut buggers.
So. Rather than fight it, why not wander off to another place, another world where there are NO idiots, NO GOoPers, probably not even any cell phones? Paradise! Like, say, maybe here . . . ?
Yeah, well, ok, so there still remains, out there somewhere, a world free of idiocy, a (Viagra-free?) world that’s unencumbered by politics of any dimension or direction; a world where humans fear to tread. Right?
Ummm . . . now hold on, wait a sec, this dude is ANCIENT . . . right?? More ancient even than, say, ‘Dick’ Cheney or John Bo(eh??)ner . . . right??
Sigh. As Robert Burns noted a couple of centuries back, “The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men Gang aft agley, An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain . . .” And he wrote that having never even heard of either Rand Paul or Ted Cruz, or . . . oops. Dammatt. Garbage disposal just kicked on and . . . Shhhh!!!