Dear Friends and Wonderful Supporters: I got up this morning and turned on the computer which turned itself off again. It was like an annoying child refusing to listen to mommy. Then I called my computer fixer-upper and he said it sounded like the hard drive drove too hard and crashed off the mountain! So I am using this small laptop which is annoying because, to do my work, I need a big, big screen not a tiny screen.
So…I want to warn everyone that I am rather restricted now, nothing fancy going on here, I might be able to yap a bit about things but all the fun stuff is kaput until the blizzard passes us…we are already in this deep freeze which was supposed to be impossible according to the theology of Global Warming. Below zero this morning, I wonder if my computer got pissed off about how cold it was and ran off.
So many exciting things going on and I am falling flat on my face. This blizzard, by the way, is due to dump more than two feet of snow on my little mountain range, maybe a lot more if it gains energy from the Atlantic Ocean which can backfeed snow on our mountain.
In the past, we have had over four feet in a blizzard so everyone here is hunkering down, hoarding food, making sure there is enough firewood and battening down the hatches. Whoopee. More heat waves…not.
For some reason, ‘realism’ hasn’t set in despite loud banging on our collective front door. For example, we are now being told by the mainstream media, illegal aliens are nice people and we should be ashamed of pushing them back out.
And Trump is a monster, of course. And Muslims are friendly, not hostile. And our illegal wars against Muslims are really legal even if they aren’t. And there is no blow-back and if there is, it isn’t because…they are really confused about their propaganda at this point.
Can’t make up their minds. Are we at war with Islam? Or are they going to be colonizing the West and this is good? Or are blacks, who are burning down cities again today, scared of us or are they scary as all hell? Who is going to fix things? Are things OK and don’t need fixes?
And above all, how can we roast to death if we are freezing our asses off? Reminds me of a song…twang that banjo: ‘Oh, Suzannah! Don’t your cry for me…’