The Watering Hole; Dec. 15, 16 2016; “‘Tis The Season To Be __?__”

The winter solstice is next week; Christmas is ten days away; thus commenseth the happiest time of the year for a certain percentage of Homo sapiens along with various other attached critters — save for the various species of spruce and/or pine trees, of course. Here’s what we know for sure; Santa comes soon: YAY! Trump is already here: ICK! What’s it all mean?

Reasons that some are joyful:

End Times Pastor: Donald Trump Could Be The Messiah Or His Forerunner!


Michael Medved: God Hid All The Gold In California Until It Became The Property Of The United States!


Liberty Counsel Warns That Religious Leaders Might Soon Be Beaten To Death For Celebrating Christmas!


Then there’s this, explains why some (of us) are NOT all that joyful:


And this:

McConnell Squelched CIA Reports That Russian Hacks Were Aimed At Electing Trump

Really? Isn’t there a word for that sort of thing?

BREAKING: Russia Also Tilted Key Congressional Races

Ouch. Maybe the word “Happy” shouldn’t be used in front of “Holidays” this year? Also, is “Merry” in front of “Christmas” really appropriate?

Reminds me of something I read somewhere once. Oh, yeah; this:

Article III. Section 3. Clause 1.
Treason against the United States, shall consist only in levying War against them, or in adhering to their Enemies, giving them Aid and Comfort.

Treason. Really? Could any politician ever do that just because s/he’s a “loyal” Republican? Maybe, I suppose, esp. if it helps keep a Democrat out of the White House. Or maybe it might help Exxon and Russia get together and make lots of fresh cash by milking the Arctic oil cow.

OK, so let me guess their arguments: (1) Russia is NOT our enemy, (2) Putin is our FRIEND, and (3) thanks to Putin and Russia, REPUBLICANS CONTROL THE EXECUTIVE, LEGISLATIVE, AND SHORTLY THE JUDICIAL BRANCHES!  YEEHAW! MONEY MONEY MONEY BY THE POUND, AND POW-POW-POWER TOO! So there you are: Putin, our friend, DESERVES “Aid and Comfort”!

Brings to mind that old circa 1600 epigram by Sir John Harington:

“Treason doth never prosper. What’s the reason?

Why if it prosper, none dare call it treason.”

Yes, that would work as a really groovy Republican argument. (I should point out, bye the bye, that John Harington was the brilliant Brit who invented the flush toilet, a concept that seems uncannily prescient these days whenever the discussion moves into the political realm.)

Well, whatever. The bottom line is that way too many 2016 American voters either couldn’t find their butt in a well-lit room with both hands, or they’re uneducated/mentally disabled/brain dead/stupid. Personally, I’d say ‘all of the above,’ but I suppose I could be off by a percentage point or two, maybe three.

In any case, I’ve about given up. I know I’m a relatively young dude at age 74, but I have to say — out loud — that this, my 74th Holiday  Season is, by any measurement I can imagine, the pits; it’s the worst the world has appeared during all but the first three years of my life (which I, of course, have no memory from which to draw). But the Second World War ended on September 2, 1945, some six or seven weeks before my third birthday. Then sometime in 1946, maybe early ’47, my dad bought a brand new Hudson, and the thing I remember most about it is that its bumpers, front and rear, were made out of heavy wooden boards and not chrome-shiny steel — word was that it took awhile to retool some stuff in various factories, to turn them away from war stuff and instead make consumer/car stuff. Life was good, though. No more war.

In October of 1947, i was aging fast. I turned five years old, and on my birthday I got a brand new ELECTRIC TRAIN! WOW!


That’s me, the one sitting inside the train tracks loop. The one with the smile, the new sports coat and the really cool necktie. But neatest of all, the train!

A month or so later as Christmas 1947 approached, I was looking through a catalog my dad had gotten in the mail, and when I found the electric train part I spotted exactly the thing I wanted Santa to drop off on Christmas Eve: a Coal Loader!

Then in early December, we waited for a day when it wasn’t snowing and the roads were clear, and headed to Minneapolis in pop’s still-new-Hudson-with-the-wooden-bumpers. Once there, we went straight to Dayton’s downtown Department Store; timing was perfect — Santa was already there taking orders! I waited patiently in line; it was an opportunity I was NOT going to miss!


As you can immediately tell, this wasn’t one of those fake Santas you see all over the place, this was the REAL SANTA!! We chatted for a couple of minutes, then he asked me what I wanted for Christmas. My answer was a simple one: “I want a coal loader,” I said, “to put coal in my train.”

Santa said, “A coal loader to put coal in the train. And what else?”

“Umm, that’s about all,” I answered. Santa was impressed — REALLY impressed! I was pretty sure I’d done it the right way; I even sang for him a few lines from Jingle Bells, and as I walked back to my mom and dad, I was absolutely positive that come Christmas morning, there would be a coal loader under the tree. And I was right! And I was SO impressed with Santa, the REAL one on whose lap I’d sat, and I have to say I remain impressed through this very day!


The bottom line in all of that remains a simple one: I learned, 69 years ago right about this time of year, how to decide if what you see and what you are REAL or not. And so, thanks to that expertise I mastered all those years ago I can say, today, without hesitation that:

President-(s)elect Trump is a PHONY!

Don’t believe a single word the bum ever speaks.

For that matter, only the fool or the tool will ever believe anything ANY Republican says or tries to write down (Tweet, in today’s vernacular); three dollar bills are, in fact, far less phony than most any Republican you will ever meet or come to know. And so I have, this year, finally, a Christmas wish that’s even bigger than the one from 69 years ago. It’s a simple one: IF the system actually allows Trump to be inaugurated and become the 45th POTUS — in spite of the fact that he lost the popular vote by nearly THREE MILLION VOTES — then, Santa, PLEASE! PLEASE GET ME THE HELL OUTTA HERE! Either that or “Make America Great Again” by giving Herr Trump a non-stop one-way ticket straight to Russia, and reunite him there with his one true love!


Yeah. Like that.



Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.



33 thoughts on “The Watering Hole; Dec. 15, 16 2016; “‘Tis The Season To Be __?__”

  1. You were so cute Frugal! Your house also had really nice baseboards. I also saw the real Santa, at Thalhimers in Richmond. Just in case I am beaten to death in the next week for celebrating Christmas (WTF??), I’d like to take this opportunity to wish all of you a happy whatever you celebrate. Spend some time with those you love, and try forget about the decline of America for at least a day. I recommend eggnog.

    • 🙂 Those baseboards were solid oak, too. Haven’t seen anything like them since. Overall, the house was old, dated to the 1800’s. It was also big — 2 floors plus 2 basements (furnace and fruit cellar, resp.). I’d guess the total square footage was at least 4000. My dad bought the place in 1932, told me once that it was expensive, cost him $3000.

      Times have changed.

      • Indeed. My house is pre-Civil War and I love it. Heating the beast is another matter though. Today we are welcoming the wandering polar vortex.

  2. 1,200 historians warn Trump is poised to use ‘hysteria and untruths to trample people’s rights’

    Per Mother Jones, the scholars believe Trump’s rhetoric and demagoguery are similar to not only that of Joe McCarthy, but of the kind of rhetoric used to justify the mass internment of Japanese Americans during World War II.

    “Looking back to history provides copious lessons on what is at stake when we allow hysteria and untruths to trample people’s rights,” the scholars write. “We know the consequences, and it is possible, with vigilance and a clear eye on history, to prevent tragedy before it is too late.”

    Specifically, the scholars note that some Trump advocates have actually cited the internment of Japanese Americans as a precedent for creating a nationwide “Muslim registry.” They also note that one Trump supporter has created a “watchlist” for professors who allegedly hold “anti-American” views.

    Trump’s egomania alone makes Joe McCarthy look like Santa in comparison.

  3. Open request to all Anonymous blackhats.
    Please break into Drumpf’s emails and find the one from Putin that connects to Herr Drumpf and appraises him of what is about to be released to Wikileaks.
    Then we can have ourselves a Merry, Merry Impeachment and the nation can resume it’s normal course.

    • Absolutely. If that tidbit of information were to be found and released, it would quickly reveal which, if any, Republicans have a functioning brain. With luck there will be enough them to allow repair the nation’s rails in time to avoid the horrendous crash that is, today, as predictable as tomorrow’s sunrise.

  4. Here’s a bit of really good news, for a change, in the energy realm:

    Solar capacity has increased 99% since last quarter
    The industry is booming, and President Trump will be hard-pressed to stop it

    I’m guessing that one of these first days, coal is bye-bye for good, no matter what Trump wants.

    Hope wind power romps forward with equal speed, and that the no-longer-distant-future includes the total and complete demise of the fossil fuel industry.

  5. Garrison Keillor on Trump

    “Raw ego and proud illiteracy have won out, and a severely learning-disabled man with a real character problem will be president.”

    “‘Alas for the Trump voters, the disasters he will bring on this country will fall more heavily on them than anyone else. The uneducated white males who elected him are the vulnerable ones, and they will not like what happens next.”

    “He will never be my president because he doesn’t read books, can’t write more than a sentence or two at a time, has no strong loyalties beyond himself, is more insular than any New Yorker I ever knew, and because I don’t see anything admirable or honorable about him. This sets him apart from other politicians. The disaffected white blue-collar workers elected a Fifth Avenue tycoon to rescue them from the elitists — fine, I get that — but they could’ve chosen a better tycoon. One who served in the military or attends church or reads history, loves opera, sails a boat — something — anything — raises llamas, plays the oboe, runs a 5K race now and then, has close friends from childhood. I look at him and there’s nothing there.”

      • When I was age five, I got a triple level parking garage and service center, with miniature cars, in the days WAY before Hot Wheels. Age six, I got the train set, and for age seven, 1/32 scale slot cars (1958 Corvettes). The funny story about the parking garage, was my mom had to call her brother over after I was asleep, to assemble the damn thing, because it had all these thin sheet metal tabs that had to line up and be bent over after inserting them into the corresponding slots, and my mom couldn’t get it done alone. By the time it was together, my mom was drunk. Thanks Uncle Ivan!

  6. Joy Reid’s Panel On North Carolina GOP’s Craven Power Grab: ‘It’s Like A Cry Of Rage!’

    The Trump-inspired ‘forward, march!’ toward Fascism continues.


    I’ve decided to do what I can to help out the renaming of the USA in a manner appropriate to the final outcome of a Trump presidency. It’s not easy, but I have given it some thought. Here’s what I’ve come up with so far:

    If we are simply led by Drumpf to his familial birthright, a reincarnation of Hitlerian (Nazi) Germany (and in honor of the Republican campaign-electoral tool “Benghazi“) how about Drumpfazi?

    If racism should become the sole motivator (always possible) there remains the frequently used fallback that could be made official: AmurKKKa.

    And then, of course, there seems to be a very good possibility that Trump will decide to merge his version of the USA with Putin’s Russia. Should that be the case, how about this: Trumpussia? I like that; it’s got ‘Trum’ for Trump, ‘Pu’ for Putin, also ‘ssia’ for Russia. Plus, the combination sends another subtle message that I’m sure Trump can identify with and appreciate!

    Looking for ideas — feel free to contribute!

      • Yep, any word that can be interpreted to be a synonym for “idiots” is the perfect way to describe Trump’s followers (and Trump himself, actually). Garrison Keillor (see above) summed Trump up when he said, “I look at him and there’s nothing there”; his supporters are far less than even that.

        Scary. We are so screwed!

      • Thanks, frugal – I think that my heart, mind and soul are still 21, it’s just the outer shell that’s aging. 🙂

        And thanks for your recollections of Christmases past. I actually have some Christmas memories from when I was 3, just a few months before we moved from Yonkers to Brewster. I remember that, for some odd reason, we three kids were all given these sort of ray-guns that shot out sparks. The few memories are fuzzy because most of the lights in the apartment were off, with just the tree lit in the living room, so that we could see the sparks better. To this day I can hear the whirling/grinding noise the ray-guns made while producing the sparks, and I remember being a little afraid of them. Weird, the stuff that sticks in one’s mind from such an early age.

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