Politics

Dull. Duller. Dullest.

/ Ally Bean / 13 Comments

One of the reasons that I don’t post to my blog every day is that I have nothing interesting to share with you, my gentle readers.  If something happens to me or if I have an epiphany of some sort, I post to my blog.  Easy, peasy– mac & cheesy.  And if nothing happens, then I say nothing.

It’s a simple plan, and under normal circumstances I wouldn’t bother you with a post about nothing.  BUT THESE ARE NOT NORMAL TIMES, my friends.  No, this is the month of November and I’ve committed before God and all of the internets that I’M GOING TO POST SOMETHING to my sweet little bloggy EVERY DAY OF THIS MONTH.

Hence, I give you this update re: my day thus far.

1) I had routine blood work done today.  I fasted for what turned out to be 14 hours beforehand.  Breakfast tasted very, very good.  {Dull}

2) I voted today.  I went all Nancy Reagan and just said NO.  Our state is run by a bunch of idiots right now, so not letting them do the things that they want to do is a good idea imho.  {Duller}

3)  I went to Lowe’s today.  I found, in one place, all the clip rings that we need to hang our new drapes in the eat-in part of our kitchen.  Let the spiffication begin.  {Dullest}

And that’s all I have to say now.  I’ve done what I’d said that I’d do— both in the blogosphere and in my real life. So LET’S CALL TODAY A WIN and move on to tomorrow where I know something interesting will happen.  I hope… if for nothing more than the sake of my blog posts.

Autumn, Attitude Adjustment, And Ambush Journalism

/ Ally Bean / 6 Comments

Here’s what I’ve thought about this week.  Brought to you by the letter “A.”

•  Loving.  Now that it’s mid-autumn, the leaves on the trees behind our house are at their best.  In fact, this year, the wettest year ever on record, the trees look stunning.  There are more show-off colors among the leaves–shimmery gold, crimson red;  less dreary colors like rusty orange & dried-up grayish brown.  Amazing, really, how letting go is so pretty.  A lesson for all of us who hold grudges and keep objects long after their usefulness has passed.  Move on, people.  Let it go.

*Amen*

•  Laughing.  I’ve always been one to drink whatever alcoholic beverage is set in front of me [the exception being rum which I hate].  I loathe being perceived as fussy.  Yet, thinking back about our very social summer, I’ve realized that the parties/dinners/events where I had the most fun were the very ones where I did not drink any wine.  At all.

This got me wondering why I even drink the stuff to begin with.  I don’t like the taste of wine all that much and it often makes me itch.  What I decided is that I drink wine because I have this notion that it is good for me.  And I drink wine because I am polite.

My logic– such as it is— goes something like this: in the Bible, Jesus made wine and the party continued.  So, by drinking the stuff without complaint I don’t offend Jesus & I’m not a party pooper.  In theory, this seems like a win-win. But in practice it just sets me up to do something I don’t really want to do– which is drink wine.

Pity Jesus didn’t turn the water into a fifth of bourbon– or a few bottles of beer.  Then I’d have no problem at all.

*Capiche?*

•  Learning.  I was watching CNN the other morning.  The conversation was about “ambush journalism.”  I’d not heard of this term before.  It means that through deception and aggressive behavior a journalist inserts himself or herself into a situation hoping to provoke controversy by launching into a series of challenging questions. Apparently, some guy did this with VP Biden earlier this week, and Biden refused to take it.  Biden fired back with: “Don’t screw with me.  Let’s look at the facts.” 

Politics aside, I’m with the VP on this one.  Hassling people is not a substitute for journalistic inquiry;  it’s just stupid, attention seeking behavior.  In fact, it seems to me that if journalists want to continue to have access to our political leaders, then they need to grow up, use some common sense & not engage is such antics.  Bad dog, no biscuit.

*Meh*

Nancy Drew, Narcissism, and the National Debt

/ Ally Bean / 12 Comments

Here’s what I’ve thought about this week.  Brought to you by the letter “N.”

• Me.  I started reading a Nancy Drew mystery this week.  I saw it on the shelf as I walked by the guest bedroom and thought “why not?”  Having read it decades ago, I don’t remember the plot of the story so it’s all new to me.  All I know is that I loved Nancy Drew.  Unlike Laura Ingalls who I knew I could never be, Nancy Drew’s example of “do good” behavior gave me hope that I could become someone useful and cool when I grew up.  Whether or not I’ve accomplished this goal, I don’t know;  but at the very least she showed me that attention to detail and an independent spirit could take you far in this world.

*Amen*

•  Us vs. Them.  I’ve never, ever seen so many narcissistic people on TV in one week as I have this week.  Hello, Washington!  How are you weasels doing?  Let’s review what narcissism is, shall we?  It’s shallow, self-absorbed behavior in which your need to be important trumps everyone else’s right to exist;  combine this behavior with being overly sensitive to perceived criticism, and we have an egotistical, whiny person who only focuses on himself or herself.  Sound like anyone in DC?  Oh, yes– I know, it sounds like everyone in the U.S. Congress.  It’s time for all you weasels children people to shut up… sit down… and do something productive.

*Capiche?*

•  We.  So we’re going to pay our bills.  Good idea.  That would be the responsible thing to do.  As WE have racked them up, now WE must pay them down.  I hope that there will be less bills in our future.  That would be an example of reducing.  And I pray that there will be more money in the coffers.  That would be an example of regulating & refining.  But I fear that until Americans understand that the U.S. Constitution starts with the words “WE the people” none of the common sense things that need to be done will be done.  And this nonsense will continue forever.

*Meh*