Sunday Rant – 1520


Joe’s Comment – I grinned my silly grin reading these gems from Stephan Pastis.  In my world, not a damn thing changed with social isolation, social distancing.  Call me Rat!  Or Rat Bastard, if you think it appropriate.
Rationale for my behaviour (if you like such stuff) is down below in the “Echo Chamber” segment (INTJ).  Yes we are fond of socializing on occasion.  We like people as individuals (we abhor mobs).  Our hot pursuit of personal interests takes first consideration most of the time.
Rub my wooden head for luck, outside of a few shortages at the Wholesale Club (wholesale groceries), and Amazon withdrawal symptoms, I am enjoying the counter-balance of cheap fuel (although I drive less than 100 miles in two weeks (160 km. for the measurement handicapped)), and very little traffic.
No one I know has contracted COVID-19, or been ill, or been tested; a few have no work at present but not under duress: all is well in Joe’s world.
Your CCP virus (Chinese Communist Party) experience may be different.
I sympathize with you should yours be tragic or inconvenient.
My sympathy to all who are affected and effected by this current pandemic.  The world averages 3 to 4 pandemics a year (watch the “Sunday Sermon” below the fold).  If that be so, there will be 2 or 3 more to come in 2020.  Roughly 56 million people die each year (modern times).  Will this year be different?
Better stay alive to find out!
Meanwhile, the economy, like electricity, is only useful when it is flowing.
I hope the geniuses who are “in charge” have a plan….. not a short circuit.


Happy Easter – Redux
That time again.
Hopefully, we will have many future Easters.
Imagine if you will, the earth not spinning, not orbiting the sun, but in a state of stasis, no night, all day……
It has dawned on Joe and me that annual observations, celebrations, milestones, and miscellaneous repeating events have a subliminal affect on us – a calming, a metronomic effect, a sense of time unfolding according to a rhythm or plan.
Not chaos exempt.
More like chaos tolerant.
Every year we get older there are new fashions, new inventions, new technology, changes, new people, new hope.
Every year there is calamity, disorder, tragedy, unspeakable horrors (Joe says like the Obama administration), death, destruction, pestilence, and environmentalists.
More succinctly, it is situation normal: all fucked up (SNAFU).
Except Easter.
Easter is different, not just to Christians and the ideology of Christianity, but to everyone around the world.
Easter is the same story every year.
The mysterious story of a man doing what no man before or since has done.
Joe and I take a slightly different tack, our sails set hard against the eternal relentless wind (Joe says hot air); voices demanding physical evidence, scientific proof, data, data, more data!  We are cynical: to those who consider this extremely important (on both sides of the argument), even if they saw it, they wouldn’t believe their lying eyes.  As Yogi Berra said says, “there are some people, if they don’t already know, you can’t tell ’em” (as long as the English language exists, and a human is able to read them, Yogi’s amazing quotes will be alive, hence present tense).
Some folks abhor the word “hope”: they advocate action not emotion.
We understand their perspective, but it is not without flaw.
There is a very thoughtful Easter 2020 post by “The Silicon Graybeard” here.
His Easter post is worth reading every year, but this year has additional meaning to Joe and I.  Is this our understanding, our knowledge, our maturity making a difference?  We’ll go with the Yogi Berra quote for now…..
A selection from Mr. Graybeard’s excellent post –
The other religions of the world are about ritual and ultimately about self, about proving yourself worthy; Christianity is about grace.  You’re not worthy on your best day; you’re saved by Grace.  No other religion teaches Grace.  Islam teaches that Allah is unknowable.  Christianity teaches that not only is God knowable, he wants us to know him.  Islam doesn’t teach salvation, it teaches servitude to a fickle, arbitrary, distant Allah.  Christianity teaches forgiveness by Grace; that you’re given a gift you don’t deserve by a God who wants a close personal relationship with us.  I like the way the Message translation talks about being saved by Grace (Ephesians 2: 8) –
It’s God’s gift from start to finish! We don’t play the major role. If we did, we’d probably go around bragging that we’d done the whole thing! No, we neither make nor save ourselves. God does both the making and saving.”
For Joe and I, the concept that ideas are viruses, are memes, is staggeringly intuitive.  Richard Dawkins is given credit for the concept in his book “The Selfish Gene“, 1976.  Here is a link to an essay “Viruses of the Mind“, published in 1991.  Richard Dawkins is an adamant non-believer, an atheist supreme, a denier of doG.  Joe and I thank him for his memes and mind viruses, for that concept is the core of Easter every year for us.
Jesus is our Avatar.
Christianity is a meme.
The bible is a gang of viruses.
And every Easter Joe and I are reminded that, through the grace of doG, with renewed hope, we strive to be a better man, to be worthy.
And that is good enough for us.
No way is it Charlie and Lucy –

About the picture above of our favorite flower, found with his buddies on the east (sunrise) side of the attached garage.  This flower is one of three that appeared this year; in previous years there have been more.  Joe and I have lived in this house since January, 2005.  We have never, ever watered these daffodildos, fed them, or weeded around them.  Yet every year, just like clockwork, always at Easter time, here they come again.  Last fall the cold caught us by surprise; our failure to put things away is evident.  As you can see below, the daffodildos don’t care about neglect.  They have their own agenda, their own lives.  Lilies are not Easter flowers to us – our special Easter flower is a bright yellow daffodildo –


COVID-19 (aka Kung Flu)
Echo Chamber
Joe and I have bookmarked an immense number of web pages.
Really, like 500 or so.
Why do such a thing?
To help remember details and data.
To assist coherent communication of ideas.
To amuse our little pea brain.
It is our Nature©.
We shall explain…..
Bottom line, speaking Social Styles®, we are a very (very very) strong Expressive.
Myres-Briggs Personality Type™ INTJ or INTP, based on the weather (or not) (49-51 on the Judging and Perceiving).
Big Five Personality Traits©, our strongest core is Empathic Idealist, followed by Analytical Thinker.  Practical Caretaker is third, and pulling up the rear is Logical Mechanic.  Joe always jokes that this last one is why we have 30+ Ford vehicles in our yard (Empathic Idealist – gotta save the whales Fords!), have a solution/application in mind for each one (Analytical Thinker – love devising plans), but we spend more time helping other people with their “problems” (Practical Caretaker) and have little time for our own projects (Logical Mechanic – lacking the real-world goal accomplishment gene).
In short, we have spent many “cycles” learning who we wuz (we thought), who we am (we think), and most importantly, how to catalog/interpret and communicate with those who aren’t like we/us/Joe and me and the other 35 (so far) in our head(s).
Of these three “personality” tests, (I’m leaving out many others we have tried but found wanting (i.e. “Colors”), we think Social Styles is the easiest to quickly comprehend, so here’s our argument, à la Social Styles.

Expressives are intuition oriented,  relationship oriented, risk taking, competitive, communicative, quick to responder, poor time management folks.  In short, Expressives are Tell and Emote focused.  Great people for spawning new ideas, generating interest, inspiring others.  On the down side, Expressives must be careful to manage time, focus on completing projects.
Joe says a picture is worth whatever, and a video is worth X times a picture.
Here is a short video of an Expressive doing his (sorry ladies) thing:

Hint – in the above example, Elmer (a very early Elmer at that) is NOT the Expressive.
And again for the Analyticals (who always need more data):

Porky is also not the Expressive.
From the real world of our yutes, a TV example.
Once again for the Analyticals (the Amiables got it right away and the Drivers are getting bored):

The four Social Styles are Driver, Analytical, Amiable, and Expressive.  The Social Styles are plotted like so –
Back to the hundreds of bookmarks.
Joe says it consumes lots and lots of “cycles”, lots and lots of time, when you know you have a link, but who didn’t bookmark with a good indexing system, Dave?
Later dude, later.
Joe says that’s enough “proof of concept”.
We’ve proven our “Expressive” credentials to all readers with the exception of the Analyticals who have read this far so far.
Any Analytical worth their salt is never satisfied there is enough data….

Joe and I thought (as deeply as we are capable): how could we help others during this very stressful time of communist/socialist levels of government control/tyranny (for some more than others – read above comments)?
Oh! Corona! (Doo-da-dee, doo-da-dee) (the drummer’s mask cracks Joe up to pieces).
Long ago and far away (in Galactic measure) we were told that “violence is the answer – what is the question?”
Joe and I beg to differ.
Humor is the answer, no matter the question.
Humor and Hope.
The fact that there exists music, art, literature, architecture, technology, and all the many wonders around us, creations of the human mind, is proof that despite the tragedy and grief of life, people persevere regardless.
We don’t know if it is a test of character, a signpost on the road to insanity, a cowardly act of submission, but we hope with all our shared heart to laugh in the face of Death no matter which direction the Grim Reaper approaches our personal node of energy in the space-time continuum.
Death can’t touch me, can’t touch us, can’t touch this life.
Our father (Donald Lloyd), who art in Heaven (we pray) was singing that old Sunday School fave, “Jesus Loves Me” on his death bed we’re told.
Can’t confirm (we weren’t there, to our shame).
We’re hoping we’re cogent enough to have an extensive litany of wonderful music, memories of art in all its forms, the glory of civilization, the warmth of humanity, and humor, blessed humor, to take with.  Be a good Scout!
After all, it must be a long trip, for only one (according to scripture, heatedly debated) has returned to “tell all” (thank you Ms. Morrison), and most people don’t believe (it).

All the preamble above aside, Joe and I offer the following somber analysis: as with the plethora of viruses now occupying your corporal self, unless your immune system has tackled the task of creating antibodies specifically for COVID-19, you will react when exposed.
Our analysis in Sunday Rant – 1220 is still valid.
The “area under the curve” represents all the population under study (national, world, local, etc.).  Flattening the curve in the absence of any mitigation or medical solution/miracle will only stretch the time for the population to be infected or exposed.
Once infected, the only variables that can change the number who die are your personal health (immune system/antibody vigor), population-wide mitigation strategies (“social isolation”, masks, vigorous and thorough cleaning, etc.), and the development or application of new or existing medications to treat a persons viral infection.
In short, Joe says you won’t know until you get it.

To take your mind off the problem (if it was ever a problem for you) here are some sources of never-ending belly laughs, guffaws, snorts, grins, with a side dish of culture, politics, and whatever, baby, lights your fire (this last musical reference for James Aubrey C. – the first time you told me the name of the album these “Les Ports” people released, I laughed and laughed and laughed as if the cow had jumped over the moon).
Them was our days.
The Babylon Bee
We start grinning just thinking about clicking the BB link.
Jesus and Mary on a Lambretta (she sits side saddle), eating a taco!
A few BB snarks –

If you don’t think the above is spot-on side-splitting ascorbic humor, here’s another –
If you think funny is better than money (we do! we do!), go see the Bee.
Earl of Taint
The Earl is nasty and wickedly funny.  Really.  Tears of laughter –

Joe and I peek in on Woodsterman every week.
Great memes.
Great humor.
Great examples –

Another laugh-fest.
On the snarky side.
Not too political, but when it is, Libertarian for the most part –

For more of a literary snarky humor, there is a website we check weekly.
It is called “WilderWealthyWise“, the thought chamber of one John Wilder.
A recent rant from Mr. Wilder titled “How I Learned to Love the End of the World” is well worth the read.  Here’s a quote to whet your interest –
I think I’ve always thought about what’s known today as “prepping” – even at a young age. When I was young, we lived deep in the mountains. How deep? The next closest kid anywhere near my age was ten miles away and probably 2,000’ lower in elevation and was actually a yeti that had moved there from Tibet to get away from the crowds. The nearest grocery store was twenty miles away. The nearest movie theater? Fifty miles.
When you live nearly so far from civilization that tourists try to pay you in beads and pantyhose, you have to think ahead. Ma Wilder did. Ma had designed the house with remoteness in mind. Her pantry was always full, and it was huge. She built in a pantry that consisted of one entire fifteen foot wall, floor to ceiling, a foot deep.
The pantry was always (and I mean always) stocked from floor to ceiling with canned goods. Freezer? Not one freezer. Two. And they were always packed to the brim with food. Well, with the exception of when Pa would let the inventory go down so there would be room to fit half a cow. Literally. He’d buy a “side of beef” which was half of a cow. Minus the hooves, of course.
Ma Wilder had also designed a root cellar that the contractor built. For those of you not in the know, a root cellar is a small building (8 foot by 8 foot by 8 foot) that is 90% buried to keep vegetables so they will neither sprout nor spoil. In order to do that, the cellar is dark and cool, like Nancy Pelosi’s heart. Ma Wilder kept hundreds of pounds of potatoes there. I should know – I was often the guy taking them down in fall and hauling them up in winter. And to be clear, we kept the potatoes in the cellar, since Nancy Pelosi’s heart isn’t big enough to hold a French fry.”
Joe and I remember how our parents and grand parents canned and stored provisions.  Not because they anticipated hardship.  Both sets of people came from a time when refrigerators, deep freezers, electricity, running water (in the house!), and supermarkets simply did not exist.  For the most part (even in New Toronto grandfather Thomas made a huge garden every year), they ate what they grew.


Jericho Greene
Damn, Joe and I like Mr. Greene’s ranting.
Always passionate, always consistent, almost always well informed.
In this rant where he comments on Bernie Sanders closing down his bid for Democrat nominee, his overall criticism of the Democrat Party is sparkling water to a parched listener.
Joe grinned so hard the top of his head damn near fell off.
Mr. Greene continued with a full head of steam to offer opinion on the “coronavirus bail-out $$$”, and was quite opinionated about the “four whores of the apocalypse” (AOC and her cadre).
All in all, a loud, angry, profane reflection on the very emotional and illogical progressive movement in American politics:


Joe and I were arrested twice in our short, sweet life (so far).
Book him, Danno!
Spent a drunken night in jail on one of the arrests – in Dawson City, Yukon, of all places.
We didn’t like it.
We didn’t find Jesus there, like so many on death row do – our crime was fighting while drunk.  The patron saint for drunkards is St. Martin, and we didn’t see him, either.  Joe argued that we weren’t fighting.  We were trying to fight while drunk, ’cause we are terrible at fighting – sober or otherwise – hence it wasn’t really a fight.  The RCMP felt that a moot point and let us free in the morning.  Our fellow cellmates were all Indians / Indigenous People / Assholes (Joe wrote that last one).
We also weren’t innocent (we were trying to fight, AND we stole blankets from the even drunker Indians).  But we were grateful the next morning when we sobered up that none of the policemen (they were ALL MEN) took up my offer to fight them with their “hats off”, let alone an assaulting a police officer charge.
Joe and I thank doG that Olaf the Berserker was too drunk to make an appearance.  We would have been dead or in prison (our dear sweet Olaf is a different story).
One thing we are convinced of is had I acted that way in today’s world, our path in life would have been altered for the worse.
Rafael Mangual, Deputy Director of Legal Policy at the Manhattan Institute, explains how “plea bargaining” often is responsible for reduced sentences and charges.  He actually has data to support his argument that there are bad people in jail.  And the progressive jackals who are lobbying to release up to 50% of the incarcerated in America don’t live in neighborhoods where these bad boys and the much fewer bad girls (deficient in testosterone says Joe) will return to if released.
Joe and I have personally brushed up against this end of our culture twice.  We have friends with direct experience as well.  Our position is for the most part you don’t go to the slammer for picking daisies in the park.
Most of the time.
What say you?:


Joe’s Garage
Hydraulic Press Channel
Joe loves wackyness.
The Hydraulic PressChannel on YoubeTube squishes stuff all to pieces.
In the following video some cubic inch samples of pure metal are squeezed between an anvil and a hard piston to the tune of 110,000 Kg force.
As an added extra, a blue gumby like figurine gets the same treatment.
Go to the channel link above for lots of squeezyness.
What’s not to love?:

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Joe’s Comment – Nothing like a good ol’ pandemic to remind people of this grim reality: for better or worse, we are all doG’s chillun and rely on one another for survival.  Man (and woman, too) is the ultimate social animal.  The idea that one can live a total independent life is poppy-cock.
Just what the world needed; a brand new and unique never seen before way to die.  Like there weren’t enough already.
A tiny wee virus can disrupt the entire world.  Of course, this time, with modern medicine, science, technology, vast fortunes, and communication excellence, the good guys will avoid the absolute numbers that influenza claimed in 1917 – 18.
Unfortunately, those surviving will have to live through a “reset” that will probably be reminiscent of the “dirty ’30’s”.  Try and find someone still alive to hear that story:

Of course, it didn’t have to happen this way.
Curse the CCP, the Chinese Communist Party.  They put their ideology ahead of their (very selective) humanity.  The result is incalculable misery that could have been mitigated if not avoided.
Nigh time the good folks of China, the Dirt People, had a brand spanking new revolution – peaceful words, strong arguments, maybe a few cracked skulls might do the Reverso©.

Hats off to all those brave folks in harms way every day.  Those keeping us fed, those tending the ill, those desperately seeking a cure for Suzan (and whomever else).
You are an inspiration.


Coronavirus Ramblings
Joe and I have watched every Coronavirus Task Force presser from the American administration but for two.
We intend to continue for one simple reason – veracity.
Why trust our own lying eyes, our imperfect hearing, our very own feeble intellect?
Why not sit back, turn on the telly, munch a croissant, and slurp MSM slop?
Not to cause panic, but Joe and I pretty much think “journalism” is dead.
If it ever had a non-Frankensteinian life.
We won’t launch in to a tirade about “yellow journalism” right here right now because it would be moot: the press coverage of the first three years of the current Trump administration is replete with “yellow press” examples.
We will offer two thoughts, not our coinage but apt, to paraphrase our opinion –

Here’s what Joe and I know from watching the pressers:
–  President Trump attended every one we saw so far.
–  He has been very active and engaged.
–  He leads his team “hands on”, but depends on his subject matter experts for non-partisan well informed data supported advice and direction (an introduction to his coronavirus team here).
–  He and his team answer every question asked (Joe: no matter how retarded the question).

Unlike people with a job, Joe and I can spend our precious remaining hours of life watching pressers if we want – they are our hours.
We also study, research, watch, analyze, discuss, and criticize in order to understand.
Here’s some of what we understand about the coronavirus controversy:
–  The wizards are hard at work trying to understand this newly minted mutant; no solution to date.
–  The fools are hard at work flapping their gums, scribbling incoherent prose, broadcasting mumbo-jumbo, and generally obfuscating clarity at every opportunity.
–  There is a huge amount of noise in the signal being transmitted by the MSM, but very little factual data.
–  Some of that signal is purposely destructive; not cooperative nor solution oriented, nor subject based: directed at discrediting the President, Donald Trump.
–  In a world of “nothing new under the sun“, this virus has upset the apple cart.
–  Joe is starting to believe that Trump Derangement Syndrome is an actual condition.

Or as Joe and I say, that’s not what the President said, and we know it as a fact because we watched the damn pressers.
Joe and I concur entirely, and wonder.
We watched what President Trump and his team said with our own lying eyes, our own ancient hearing, our own dim wit.
We get it.
Then, some absolute moron in the press, a “journalist” asks a completely irrelevant or antagonistic question.
Surely, in the name of Christ on his moped with Mother Mary sitting side-saddle, these “journalists” cannot seriously want to stampede the herd intentionally.
Many folks old and young, smart and not-so-smart, are starting to panic.
This time, unlike all the other “cry wolf” episodes that jostle to enter your consciousness, “thought viruses”, something you can’t see is spreading like wild fire, out of control, and killing an alarming number of people.
If you can’t see it, how do you fight it?
Not to say a lot of other deaths aren’t occurring in greater numbers; this is a brand new old fashioned killer, jockeying for infamy to be the worst of them all.
Panic isn’t going to do much more for you than increase stress, which we know suppresses your immune system.  Besides, if you are anything like Joe and me, you are guaranteed to make poor choices when operating in full metal jacket no foolin’ feets don’t fail me now fight-or-flight mode.
For Joe and me, our worst scenario every single time is passively waiting.  We are definitely active not passive characters.  Standing by, twitching, while the clock runs out, anticipating whatever: it ain’t our style.  The only thing that makes it worse is waiting, passively, while some nebulous “authority” determines all or part of our fate.
Joe and I buck and kick and break out in hives at the spectre of “authority” controlling any aspect of our short, sweet, loverly life.
Joe says yes, a Bobby Fuller moment is but part of the total set of authority entities:

Your reaction, your bugaboo, is probably different.
There are three conflicts.
Man against Man.
Man against Nature.
Man against Himself.
To Joe and I, all of these conflicts are jostling for dominance in the current hysteria, based on each individuals perception of what the hay! is happening…..
In the words of the Captain, we have “failure to communicate” (often with ourselves):

Our summary?
Some very rare people run toward the gunfire, toward the burning building, toward the apocalypse or tragedy or cataclysm or emergency or tsunami or catastrophe.
Most people run away.
The remaining folks (like Joe Biden) don’t know what is happening.
Time will tell.
Ecclesiastes 1:4-11 rings true (nothing new under the sun), but it doesn’t mention that every new cast of characters may not have seen it this way, in their time, in this form.  Whether it is new under the sun means little to those who haven’t yet seen.  Take that any way you can.
From our personal point of view, Joe reminds me that we’ve never won anything in any lottery.
We hope our luckless streak prevails for the duration of this deadly sweepstake.
In doG we trust; all others clean your hands, quit playing with yer face, squink yer eyes like Popeye the Sailor Man, and stand back at least 6 feet.


Curious Cornavirus News
1.  Chinese Cell Phones – An interesting bit o’ news about a curiosity in the land of the infected Panda bear: 21 million Chinese cell phone user’s accounts disappeared in the first three months of the Chinese Flu contagion.
The Epoch Times broke the story, and Breitbart News comments, too.
Follow the TET link and you will read about the total intrusion of the Chinese Communist Party in the lives of every single Chinese person via cellular phone.
Follow the BN link and you will read more about the same bunch of thugs.
Joe hopes (and I do too) that this isn’t a head count of dead, dying, displaced Chinese people, who, in all likelihood, don’t much like their oppressive tyrannical government.  Perhaps it is a move on the part of the CCP to restrict travel within their borders.  Our speculation is very grim.
2.  Wuhan Funeral Urns – According to various sources such as The Malaysian Reserve, Harvard scientist Eric Feigl-Ding, and the Express Informer, news leaking out of Wuhan indicates the 7 crematoriums in the city have been working 24/7, and the orders for urns have exceeded the CCP figure of approximately 2,500 coronavirus victims by a FACTOR OF 20+.
3.  Chinese Test Kits – Various sources report that a number of countries who purchased coronavirus test kits and materiel from China are experiencing a failure rate of approximately 80%.  The countries include the Czech Republic, Netherlands, Spain, Turkey.  Sources: The Daily Caller, Townhall, National Review.  Joe says we’ve had our share of “Chineseium” purchases too – we always boycott when we have a choice.
4.  Fuel in Vernon, BC – On Saturday we filled our Ford Explorer with regular gasoline.  It was $0.899 per litre.  First time in ages it has been lower than a dollar.  The Explorer took less than $30 CDN to fill – we are currently driving very few miles per week.  On Sunday we filled our F350 diesel and paid less than a looney per unit – $0.999 per litre.  First fill-up since January 18th.  There is very light traffic wherever we drove this last week.  We be in the briar patch most of the time.
5.  Coronavirus Humor – Too many to embed.  Joe’s picks of the week.  More below the fold –



Blue Collar Logic
As a short-term one time panacea, here’s Jason Siler with some words of blue collar dirt people wisdom.
In the following video, Jason states, over and over, that’s not what the President said.
Joe and I concur:

Jason Siler has another, pertinent and cogent series of observations about the current pandemic altering every culture and economy in the world.
Joe and I like this man’s viewpoint as a genuine “dirt person”.
The concerns he discusses in this video should be on the mind of everyone, everywhere:


Dave Rubin
Joe and I have included Mr. Rubin’s interviews in our Sunday Rant before.
Usually he is interviewing a person or persons of interest to us.
However, this video is Mr. Rubin alone, with some sage advice.
Advice meant to help with the chaos the coronavirus hysteria is bringing to everyone, whether it is a heaping spoonful or a mote-sized helping.
He recommends Jordan Peterson’s book “12 Rules for Life” and Peter Theil’s book “From Zero to One” as guides in these topsy-turvy times (we prefer this version of Topsy by the Alan Hartwell Big Band, Cozy Cole on drums).
Click the link and read on…..
Joe says to keep as cool a head as you can, for it is good practice; a time much worse may come than the birthing struggles of a new unforeseen virus that likes humans and animals equally.
There will always be chaos for some, but not for all.
Practice to manage your personal resource to best advantage.  The odds maker says that will improve your chances to live and tell all (thank you Ms. Thrasher):

Joe and I concur; especially Dr. Peterson’s 12 Rules.
Great food for thought.
Or is it something else…..
Wait!  What’s this?
It’s books full of idea viruses, the helpful good viruses.
Get a non-fatal dose!


Peter Thiel
Joe and I know Mr. Thiel as the founder of PayPal.
We also knew he wrote a book called “Zero to One”, about innovation, or bringing a new idea into reality.
This interview with Eric Metaxis is current (New York City, January 2020).
The vertical vs horizontal advancement: horizontal copies and refines, vertical innovates and spawns.
An interesting and thought provoking hour:


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Joe’s Comment – there are few tangibles which I derive more pleasure from than the product of cartoonists.  The old expression is “a picture is worth a thousand words”.  However, I’m not aware of how many thoughts a picture is equivalent to in value.  This is another way to say each individual has their own path in life.  And that conformity in whatever context is less than honesty if it ain’t so, Joe.


Coronavirus Thoughts
Joe and I have discovered ourselves (and the other 35 lunatics in our head) to be extremely adapted to “self isolation”.
We have found another passion!
Just how many passions can 37 souls suffer?
It is a story well known by “Baby Boomers” raised in North America; the story of Brer Rabbit and the briar patch:

Please, oh please Mr. big government know-it-alls!
Please don’t throw Brer Joe in da house all alone!
Cruel and unusual it is.
Yet, somehow, mighty satisfactual.
Again, from Song of the South (Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah):

Joe and I took a long hard look in the mirror.
We are at the cusp of danger danger Will Robinson! – we turned 71 years young a few weeks back.
Not really old, but definitely approaching the nastiest target demographic in age.
The Coronavirus® is particularly deadly to old men, especially old men with existing health issues; more specifically respiratory problems.
However, we don’t have any health issues to speak of – no pills, no debilitation, no great yearning to turn the clock back (or forward either).
Our mental state is another kettle of pig iron entirely.
We blush to admit we haven’t changed a thing we did to a thing we now do since the arrival of the dreaded XYZ (in our short 71 years there have been countless hysterias).
We are still here, though many succumb every day – naturally!
An estimated 56 MILLION people will die this year.
Meanwhile, all is well at Droveria.
To anyone reading this who has a reason to be concerned, remember that losing your composure or panicking will not be productive.
An old joke Joe and I have known for years goes this way “did you know that half of the people on earth are below average in intelligence?”
This is (of course) is more a definition of “mean” than “average”.
However, making a joke of it doesn’t change the fact.
In our little piece of Heaven, Vernon BC, those below average folks were out and about, stripping the store shelves bare of whatever they thought might save them from the COVID-19 scourge.
We wish everyone everywhere serenity and calm while this whirlwind of Chinese-born pestilence poisons the land.
This isn’t the first time, nor will it be the last.
Joe and I are not biblical scholars.
Not even close.
But a few verses from Matthew 24:6 – 8 sum up our existence in this “vale of tears” succinctly –
6 And ye shall hear of wars and rumors of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.
7 For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places.
8 All these are the beginning of sorrows.
Use your head, minimize your risk(s), and we’ll see you at the other end.
If there is one….. for me or you.
Please remember that it is how you behave in times of trouble which reflects your true character.
Do your best.
Meanwhile, the humor (and the humour, too) keeps a comin’ – the Internet is a never-ending cornucopia of comedic brilliance.
A few of Joe’s picks here (and many more below the fold) –


The Z Blog
Once in a while, Joe and I go to thinkers who keep their cool when the stress makes other folks go bonkers.
A nice calming analysis from a nice American boy.
Joe says he’s a little left of centre.
I say the points he’s making are valid:


Blue Collar Logic
Jason Siler makes a good point or two about our latest sky-is-falling light your hair on fire and jump out the window medical panic, COVID-19.
If not musically polished it is more than clever lyric-wise:


Dennis Prager uses clips of Jordan Peterson to make the point that the progressive left and the so-called right (conventional terms with little meaning for me and Joe) are at loggerheads because of basic foundational beliefs.
Wouldn’t it be loverly if all it took was pointing out facts to make the world a better place:


Patrick Moore
This is a presentation from the “Doctors for Disaster Preparedness” Conference in Tucson AZ, July 20th, 2019.
This is the first time Joe and I have heard him present all of the 12 fake/invisible catastrophes on his short list of hogwash promoted by the press and special interest / lobbyist groups.
We would have loved to be there.
He is very relaxed with this crowd; his people.
The audio and video aren’t Hollywood caliber, but the content is pure gold platinum diamonds:


Dr. Karlyn Borysenko
Joe and I have stumbled into Dr. Borysenko’s YoubeTube presentations before.
She was a stalwart bleeding-heart Democrat.
Joe says she is probably a progressive too.
The first video of hers we watched (to the end) was her declaration of “walking away” from the crazies on the left.
At the time, she was still a “blue pill” gobbler.
She was appalled by the lies and corruption and the violence of the so-called progressive left when she walked away.  In her heart of hearts she hoped sane centrist Democrat heroes would rise to the occasion and return the party of her youth and longing and passions to its rightful former prominence.
Alas, those particular Democrat heroes missed their ques.  If they ever existed.
Joe doesn’t think this lefty gal is full on red pill.
Not yet.
There is hope.  Her eyes are seeing what her brain rejects.
Joe says we’re seeing someone struggle with cognitive dissonance and emerge wiser:


Joe’s Garage

Joe thinks this kid is awesome!
In the true spirit of AvE, ZipTiesandBiasPlies, and ViceGripGarage, test to destruction, resurrection, and maximum delta MacGyver is the rule.
Testing the “Military Grade” aluminum box of his SEMA show F350, our young experimenter orders 3 yards of concrete.  The box overflows, but that is some load!
The previous video his wife attacked the aluminum body with a framing hammer and a large pry bar.  He helped.
As McWatt said in Catch-22, “Oh well, what the Hell!”.
The truck apparently was worth $100,000 USD at one time:

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