Bear with me or not I’m still trying to figure out how to blend blogging with organizing a campaign for Congress, writing regular weekly columns and writing a book or two or three. At the moment the blog which worked so well for over a decade could be a useful way for people interested in my “farfetched” idea of a campaign to unseat our pocket lint Congressman could be useful as a way to keep in touch with the out-of-his-mind candidate who cranks out posts. And BTW, between you and me I don’t think I am out of my mind. Trump on the other hand is damn near certifiable as a narcissist, a meglomaniac and a psychopath who has taken (stealing some from his family members) his father’s wealth and his irrepressible love for himself and loathing for people who talk behind his back about what a shallow dipstick he is……to the Oval Office. And now his hatred as multiplied incalculably because everyone in the world who hasn’t been able to see through him is talking about him to his face……including me. I just want to get much closer to it and since I can’t reach Trump I’m going after his chicken pocket lint – Pete “I’ll let Trump screw America Great Again” Stauber.
I’ve had better congressional opponents than Pete avoid me in debate. Oberstar backed out of meeting me on WDIO back in 2006 which if you see him I’m sure its old news director will confirm. Was that David Jench?…..I forget.
Yesterday’s post and several from the day before are proving to be a significant drain on my limited time to write and compose some political tracts/books/columns. I got an earlier start in my office today which is encouraging. I think I came up with the grain of my next weekly column which is a little different than the one I skipped writing last deadline Friday. Its title might involve Archie Bunker and Amos and Andy. It would be about the world as it was in the immediate years leading up to my decision to be a renegade liberal Republican.
I woke up thinking that I might actually be able to talk my wife out of getting heartburn over a much more serious congressional campaign than I’ve ever put together before. That, frankly will be the touchiest challenge for me and it will only be harder if I fail to bring her on board as anything other than a sullen captive of my ego.
Yesterday my grandson came over eager to use my old cameras as he has played with them a bit for his art classes. I told him he could take all three of them. I bought and shed them over the years the spending on each of them justified by some change in technology or a big trip. The first was an early SLR the next was digital and the one that impressed him was a Pentax I got for a month long trip to Australia a decade ago. The middle camera an early digital that is far short of today’s in terms of its definition contained an old card with about 830 pictures on it and a dozen videos. I only used it for four or five years when our two grandsons were very little in the early Red Plan years. Yesterday and today I’ve spent some time going through them and whittling them down either by cropping pics or deleting them all together. The Digital world offered the magic and curse of unlimited pics. That is a blessing as all the key to the success of all the great photographers was their promiscuous use of film to take copious pictures most of which were only developed as negatives so that only the choicest were sent off to magazines and newspapers.
The curse of course is that most of us today in the cellphone world take hundreds of pictures a year (in my case thousands) and then never go through them to whittle them down to the quantity necessary for a manageable photo album.
I was delighted to review the years I used the soon to be abandoned digital camera. My grandson helped me download the chip to my computer. I haven’t figured out how to download them to my Flickr account easily from my computer so here are a couple of my favorites from the chip which went from my computer screen into my cell phone from a picture of the computer screen to Flickr.
One of my all time favorites of my now photography inclined grandson who is only an inch behind me in height.
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NOTE: this wasn’t available right away. Sometimes my Flickr account takes its sweet time uploading my pics.
I’ll add a few more items now and go on to writing. These are stories I noted but may not have read today that struck me a important and interesting. They will give blog visiters a view of what I think we people on Earth should be paying attention to.
Iranian Strike Leaves Pakistan With No Easy Options for Response https://www.nytimes.com/2024/01/17/world/asia/iran-pakistan-strike.html?smid=nytcore-android-share
China Told Women to Have Babies, but Its Population Shrank Again https://www.nytimes.com/2024/01/16/business/china-birth-rate-2023.html?smid=nytcore-android-share
Biden administration hopes chips will give it an election year boost https://www.washingtonpost.com/technology/2024/01/16/biden-chips-center-research/
Another story was one about how middle class Chinese are fleeing China and settling in Japan. Japan is another country where the population has been shrinking for a couple decades. For that reason since the 1990’s I have viewed this “calamity” as being important for the first world to watch. There are too many people using up too much of and wasting more of the Earth’s resources as we crowd our animal partners off the mattress. The US isn’t in any way managing immigrants and that is terrible for our economy. Japan has been far more nativist in its domestic policy than the US until Trump so I’ll be curious to see how it deals with well-to-do emigres from China bringing their money to close to “pure” Japanese society.
And here are two headings I sent myself that might be fit for post-it notes on my ceiling.
“Abe Lincoln vs. Give peace a chance”
“Do I want Trump to be the Republican presidential candidate in 2024?”
“Ive been patching holes in my knowledge since I asked profs what books I should read” which was followed by this: “A little more ambitious than my post highschool attempt to write something about all my fellow grads”
