Pissy

Originally Posted Thursday, October 16, 2014

The sun fell early last night.  It refused, it seemed, to rise this morning.  Short days will become weirder at the end of the month when we revert back to Standard time, and once again we will begin the bitching.  "Why do they have to fuck with the time?"  It is for commerce, stupid.  It is about money.  Money triumphs.  Money rules.  If you are still under some delusion that "right" is a real thing and will defeat the bad. . . you may be (dare I say it) an idiot. 

We could start a page "You May Be an Idiot If. . . ."

That would be funny for about half a day.  Maybe. 

You may be an idiot if you believe those kids in Hong Kong have a Chinaman's Chance of overturning the decision to limit political candidates to those handpicked by the government.  That isn't going to happen unless the elections are rigged. 

You may be an idiot if you believe that monitoring flights is going to keep ebola from spreading to the U.S.  Ebola has been around a long time now, but we only just began wanting to eradicate it.  "Why didn't the Africans try harder to stop it?" you may ask.  Traditionally what separated first from second world nations was the amount of money they could afford to put into research and development.  They were the ones who came up with the big discoveries.  That cost a lot of money, but it also paid big dividends.  The U.S. has been taken over by the sort of geniuses who want to spend less on such projects.  "Let others find some cures!"  That isn't going to work out so well, though.  Ebola will be here and it will be epidemic and it will take a long time to find either a vaccine or a cure.  It could have happened already, except those stupid Africans didn't find a cure.  We didn't help.  Oh, boy. . . we've shown them.  AIDS redux. 

You may be an idiot if you think ISIS. . . .  Etc. 

Gee. . . I seem to be in a pissy mood today.  I need some harmonica music to pick my spirits up, perhaps The Harmonicats.  I don't know why more people aren't into that.  I'm certain my day will be much better after a little bit of that.  I don't need hip; I need corny.  I think I'll wear my corny old jeans today and hum harmonica music.  Humming anything, really, is one sure way to piss people off.  It may be a day to hum.  I'll take my cue from old Mr. Tippi Turtle.