Sunday Rant – 3322

PN:

Joe’s Comment – well, it has been quite a week in politics.
Akin to Kabuki theater
Much drama, much emotion, much action, much ado about zero…..
The sorry excuse for a Prime Minister in Canada continues down the trail of climate insanity.  No one gives a single shit (except me – I’m proud of my moniker of “fringe person” as bestowed by Chief Rainbow Socks in his own words during the Trucker’s Protest).
Joe Biden’s politicization of the FBI caused a faux pas of gargantuan magnitude by “raiding” former president D.J. Trump’s personal residence at Mar-a-Lago when a simple subpoena would have sufficed.  No one gives a single shit.
The Ukraine / Russia conflict is no longer newsworthy.  How many innocent souls have been maimed, displaced, impoverished, or killed?  No one gives a single shit.
The farmers in Holland and Canada are being squeezed out of their livelihoods by politics, not science.  No one gives a single shit.
The shelves in the stores in my little town of Vernon are starting to show bare, and the cost of goods is steadily rising.  No one gives a single shit.
Shades of “Drinking With Bob”  (Bob Thompson):

What’s next, what’s next, what’s next?
Winter for sure.
Economic recession / depression.
Real hardship for millions of doG’s children all over the world.
For no reason other than the farce of politics.
The words of Charles Krauthammer ring true –
From the introduction to his excellent collection of essays, “Things That Matter” – “………. Accordingly, this book was originally going to be a collection of my writings about everything but politics.  Things beautiful, mysterious, profound or just odd.  Working title: There’s More to Life than Politics.
But in the end I couldn’t.  For a simple reason, the same reason I left psychiatry for journalism. While science, medicine, art, poetry, architecture, chess, space, sports, number theory, and all things hard and beautiful promise purity, elegance, and sometimes even transcendence, they are fundamentally subordinate. In the end, they must bow to the sovereignty of politics.

Politics, the crooked timber of our communal lives, dominates everything because, in the end, everything – high and low and, most especially, high – lives or dies by politics. You can have the most advanced and efflorescent of cultures. Get your politics wrong, however, and everything stands to be swept away. This is not ancient history. This is Germany 1933.
………….Turns out we need to know one more thing on earth: politics – because of its capacity, when benign, to allow all around it to flourish, and its capacity, when malign, to make all around it wither.
This is no abstraction. We see it in North Korea, whose deranged Stalinist politics has created a land of stunning desolation and ugliness, both spiritual and material. We saw it in China’s Cultural Revolution, a sustained act of national self-immolation, designed to dethrone, debase and destroy the highest achievements of five millennia of Chinese culture. We saw it in Taliban Afghanistan, which, just months before 9/11, marched its cadres into the Bamiyan Valley and with tanks, artillery and dynamite destroyed its magnificent cliff-carved 1,700-year-old Buddhas lest they – like kite flying and music and other things lovely – disturb the scorched-earth purity of their nihilism.
Politics is the moat, the walls, beyond which lie the barbarians. Fail to keep them at bay and everything burns…….” – pp 2
Life is complicated.
Preparing for a hard rain is a stoic enterprise I pursue, but don’t want to accept intellectually.  The rise and fall of fortune is a gamble we all have to endure:

 

 

Quick Dick McDick
Once again, Saskatchewan’s ambassador to the World and the rest of Canada makes sense of daily life:

 

Chinese Economic Bamboozlery
The fools who admire the robust dynamic “turn on a dime” (we’re talking to you Justin Castreau) Chinese Communist Party economic model might do themselves a favor by watching this analysis by Bill Whittle:

 

Humor As Medicine

 

Joe’s Garage

Closed this week.
Working on ’76 F250, ’77 F150, ’86 F250 Dually.
Pictures to follow.

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