I've been extra cranky of late because my recovery has slowed down. I'm up to 90% mentally but somewhere around 80% physically. I'm anemic and anemia sucks. I tire so easily that I'm still on life's disabled list for anything that involves walking …
I've been extra cranky of late because my recovery has slowed down. I'm up to 90% mentally but somewhere around 80% physically. I'm anemic and anemia sucks. I tire so easily that I'm still on life's disabled list for anything that involves walking or standing for an extended period.
It's time to take out my crankiness on those who deserve it. You know what that means: Vexatious venting about irksome things.
I'm irked that some people overuse what I call the G word. G is for genocide. Some use it like ketchup and pour it over everything. Come on down, Ilhan Omar.
Genocide is a powerful word that's been cheapened by overuse. Do the G word's abusers know that the word was coined to describe the Holocaust? That's why the Jewish community is so upset by G word abusers. I've heard the kvetching and kvelling.
One more thing: If there's genocide in Gaza, Hamas deserves its share of the opprobrium. They set a trap knowing that the far right Netanyahu government would respond to a vicious terrorist attack with brute force.
This is not the first death dance between Bibi and Hamas, neither of whom cares about the people of Gaza.
This brilliant cartoon sums up my feelings about the situation in Gaza:
Here's a song title that misuses the G word. Genocide is mass murder of people, not the mighty bison.
I'm irked that the students who camped out at Tulane don't understand that part of civil disobedience is the possibility of arrest. That happened in the wee small hours yesterday morning.
I saw one of the organizers on the local news. She said something to the effect of "we pay 70K in tuition, so we have the right to do this." Not an exact quote, just the gist. The gist is grist for my satirical mill.
Following the logic of some of the campers, my property taxes increased this year so perhaps I should pitch a tent at City Hall. On second thought, hell no, I hate camping.
I've spent my time on the right side of the glass at Orleans Parish Prison. I'm not interested in being on the wrong side. I look terrible in orange.
I'm irked by those who don't understand Judge Juan Merchan's approach to holding the Indicted Impeached Insult Comedian in contempt. Merchan is using a stepping stone or elevator approach. Here's why: The amount any defendant in the Empire State can be fined is limited to $1K per incident.
Jail has now been threatened. Will it make the Kaiser of Chaos less chaotic? Threats worked at the E Jean Carrol trial. Stay tuned.
I'm irked by all the white boys telling Justice Sonia Sotomayor to retire. I've taken to calling them Bedwetting Busy Bodies. They think Trump will win and appoint Sotomayor's successor. Come on down, Josh Barro.
Justice Sotomayor kicked ass during the absolute immunity shitshow last week. She's an experienced and erudite jurist. Besides, I think Biden will win the election. Come on down, Simon Rosenberg.
Demands for Justice Sotomayor resignation will backfire. Why should she listen to pundits?
I'm irked that the NYT's relentlessly negative coverage of President Biden is down to the publisher's pique over his refusal to do an interview. Come on down, AG Sulzberger.
Start spreading the news, the last word goes to Frank Sinatra:
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