I'm still suspicious of the motives of the Bush administration. Just this week they have nationalized several of the largest money markets, and are trying to nationalize the entire economic foundation of the U.S., and cancel the elections in order to make Bush the dictator of the entire country. Who's gonna stop them? They have the elite troops of the military all outside of the country. Once they establish martial law, they're gonna bring out the white sheets again to straighten all this immigration business out, and put the blacks back in their place. I'm just glad I saved my Confederate dollars and family Bible. The only downfall I foresee presently is that I"m a registered Democrat. That might be the end of me.
I sorta think there is going to be a nuclear bomb explosion by somebody soon to throw the world into greater turmoil than it is already. Probably in Pakistan. The administration is just looking for an excuse to start blowing people up. They've already proved they're nothing but a bunch of warmongers. My personal problem with this is that Pakistan and India are on about the same degree of northern latitude as the United States, and all that radiation will come to get us via the westerly winds as the world turns. I'd move to Australia if I could afford it. At least they're located in the southern hemisphere. I don't wanna get slowly burned to death by radiation, but I don't have a lot of influence with the powers that be, so I guess I'll have to take what comes with the rest of the people. Goodbye cruel world... eh?
Otherwise, the cows are out from next door and running around on my lawn. I don't care. I've chased enough cows in my life to suit me. They're not my cows. I hate owning cows. We rent my father's old pastures out to a neighbor and if they get out in the road and cause somebody to have a car wreck, it's no skin off my back. I might get a steak or two out of the deal if that happens.
I watched the news this morning on TV. That's a little unusual. I generally satisfy my curiosity about what's going on in the larger world by scanning the news sites on the internet. That's not reliable anymore. There's getting to be less and less news appearing on these sites since they rely on the newspapers, and the newspapers are apparently going under because they can't compete with the internet. What a mess.
Most of the news was about Texans still trying to get back to their houses. Those people are idiots for living on one of the prime targets of the hurricanes in this part of the world. The same kind of idiots live in the flood plains of the big rivers. It's one thing to use your disposable cash to build a vacation home on the ocean that you can spend time in during your spare time, it's quite another to move in there lock, stock, and barrel.
The people in this area all the way up to the capitol of Raleigh have always had a beach cottage if they could afford it, but it's never been their primary abode. It's those nincompoops from outta state that take up residence on the beaches. Anywhere within fifty miles of the ocean front of North Carolina, in fact the entire Southeastern coast line of the Southern states, is subject to the force of the hurricanes that come through here. We get a lot of wind damage through here when the hurricanes come through here, but it's the tidal surge that does most of the damage, and that don't usually reach this far inland. Flooding from the intense rains that accompany hurricanes can ruin yo' day, but that only happens up in the piedmont where the hills force the runoff water into the bottom lands. You gotta be crazy to build a house in the wetlands.
I got two appointments at the VA tomorrow. One of them is to take a bone density test to see how much osteoporosis I've suffered. I've know about that one for a few weeks. What I don't know about is the second one that was scheduled just a day or two ago. The nurse called me and told me to come in early to see my doctor. She has something she wants to talk to me about. It's probably about the last blood workup I got during my last visit. This doesn't bode well. I may not be here when Armageddon arrives. C'est la morte.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
