Monthly Archives: May 2017

I’M TIRED OF THIS…LET’S DO SOMETHING ELSE.

I guess I was right. Things sure did get interesting after the election.

The Democrats really, really wanted Hillary to win. Just like spoiled children, they simply can’t accept not getting their way. They blame Comey, Russia, the NRA, Fox News and their not-so-effective promotion of crap for Hillary’s loss. Examining the facts, they have become aware that they wasted an enormous amount of time, treasure and tantrums in a failed attempt to tell the public what it needed to think it wanted. Read this again: “needed to think it wanted”. Isn’t that politics? Continue reading I’M TIRED OF THIS…LET’S DO SOMETHING ELSE.

MORE ON GATORS.

People are terrified by wild animals who might eat them. Makes sense.

Alligators, along with gavials, caimans and crocodiles are all critters known as crocodilians. All of them are carnivores and capable of eating humans (assuming the animal is large enough). Crocodiles are known to eat humans. Particularly salt water crocs, ( known as “salties”,  down under), and Nile crocodiles (known as Nile crocodiles everywhere). As a rule, alligators don’t like to eat people. We are not their natural prey.

I’m not saying that some errant gator, pledging for a fraternity or acting out in a rage over whether the Electoral College is fair or not, might have, at some time in history eaten a person or part thereof. What I’m saying is;  we don’t meet their culinary standards.

So, sure, it could happen, maybe in the same way that some Scandinavians eat lutefisk. Lutefisk, for the uninformed is cod fish which has been soaked in lye, (yes, lye), until it reaches the approximate flavor and consistency of ear wax. Why do these folks eat such a thing? You’ve got me! Perhaps they think it serves the purpose of inflicting enough suffering to allow them a seat in heaven after they pass on. Although I don’t know who in heaven would want to sit near someone who ate lutefisk.

Some native Alaskans eat seal flippers which have been buried in the ground until they rot. These folks have the highest incidence of botulism of any culture. Why do they eat that? I don’t know. I think they would be much better off eating alligators.

GATOR VS. BAD ASS

Ya gotta love the Huffington Post. They just ran a story about a ten year old Florida girl who was attacked by an 8’9″ alligator and saved herself by prying open the animal’s lower jaw. According to the article, Florida Fish and Game officials corroborated the story. Pretty cool!

I would like either those officials or the author of the article to hear my story of the day I donned my waders, grabbed my fly rod and caught my limit of ten rainbow trout in my toilet.

I don’t doubt the child was grabbed by a gator. Nor do I doubt it let her go. But to claim she had the strength to pry open the jaws of a gator intent on harming her, flies in the face of reality. Sure, an adrenaline pumped grandma might be able to lift a car enough to free a grandchild trapped beneath, but If an 8ft. gator wanted to take the girl, it would have done so and no unarmed person would have been able to stop it from rolling her to bits and pieces. Period. Case closed.

 

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NA NA HEY HEY, KISS HIM GOODBYE

As it became clear the Republicans’ version of a healthcare bill to replace Obamacare was going to pass  in the House of Representatives, the Democrats present began to sing a portion of the 1969 song “Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye”. No kidding. They actually did! They felt the passage of the bill would lose Republican seats in the 2018 midterm elections and this was the serious, proper and mature way of issuing an ominous prognostication.

Certainly it was true to form. However, should the Democrats prediction not come to pass, I think it would be equally correct for the Republicans to chant “Neener, Neener!”

Laugh if you will. Many of you voted for these children.

Is it any wonder much of the world doesn’t take the U.S. seriously?

NOT THE WHITEHOUSE CORRESPONDENTS’ DINNER

Samantha Bee hosted an alternative to the traditional Whitehouse Correspondents’ Dinner. Why not? Trump wasn’t going to show up.

In her opening monologue, Ms. Bee mentioned that a functioning democracy relies on a free press. I think she is absolutely correct. But, please indulge me by answering several questions for yourself.

With freedom, doesn’t responsibility come?

Which should be the primary focus of a free press: the delivery of facts, or the presentation of opinions, excitement and/or entertainment?

Is it the job of a free press to attempt to create news?

Are journalists’ opinions news or are they just opinions already protected by freedom of speech?

What was the point of the “Not The Whitehouse Correspondents’ Dinner? Aside from the comedy, did it contain a valuable message that rose to a level above pubertal angst?

Personally, I think it needed more fart jokes.