Preachers on a Plane

So, since it is looking more and more like John Boy is going to be absent for a while, looks like some of us are going to need to keep the home fires burning for the man. While I am not as keen on daily upkeep, I cannot just sit by and do zero. So, in spirit of making the man have some joy, I have recently encountered something three out of four bloggers here have ranted about. So, as your New Year ranting, I present “Snakes on a...” I mean, “Preachers on Private Planes”.

Clinton v. Sanders v. the DNC

I see the Democratic Party fragmenting, and I don't care anymore. I see people pointing fingers, and I don't care. I hear rallying calls from Clinton supporters, screaming all the way “toe the line,” and I refuse to continue down the path. I am a dying horse, beaten over the last thirty years as my political ideology remains mostly unchanged, and my country has gone further right.

Ebenezer Scrooge

Ebenezer Scrooge... Yeah, I pity the guy, but not for the same reasons as many do. They see him at the start of the story as a cold bastard. Someone who was so greedy and full of contempt that he is a despicable character, and an even worse human being. But the guy is not a bad guy, he is like so many of us, he lost himself, and underneath that gruff miserly guy, there is a decent human. The sad thing is, John there, he often says “Humbug” to someone who wishes him a Happy Holidays or Merry Christmas. Honestly I don't blame the man, in his eyes the holidays are not about good will towards man, or giving gifts to friends and family. In his mind, its all about money.

Just a quick thought on rights versus privileges.

As I am preparing to move, to a place I do not know where, with no funds to really do it with, at least I can say that I won't have to cut and run for the day job.  But once again I find myself in a major bind, and with yet another shooting spree, I just want to throw this out, before there is yet another pause in time.