Greenland for Greenlanders

Prez Pedo’s recycling the ridiculous weaselshit line that the US needs to take over Greenland because NATIONAL SECURITY!

The Liar in Chief said:

“We need Greenland for national security, not for minerals”… “If you take a look at Greenland, you look up and down the coast, you have Russian and Chinese ships all over the place… We have to have it.” (source) 

That first part – we need Greenland for national security, not for minerals – that’s  a straight up, in your face lie. It’s totally about the minerals.

His concern about Russian ships is laughable considering he’s Putin’s eager puppet – his number one employee. China? There’s a Russian/Chinese collaboration going on with a focus on energy. Much  of the activity concerns Liquefied Natural Gas from the Yamal peninsula. There are Russian and Chinese ships in the Arctic, but those have been in the Yamal peninsula (north-west Siberia) area – 1,200 to 1,800 miles away from Greenland.

The US Coast Guard have also come upon Russian Border Guard and Chinese Coast Guard conducting a joint patrol in the Bering Sea.  

A) the Bering Sea is off Alaska which isn’t exactly in the same neighborhood as Greenland. Just FYI and shit.
B) Wouldn’t you think that, if this was really about national security, Trump’d be more concerned about ships in the sea right next to our 49th state?

Read more abut why Prez Pedo’s Let’s Take Greenland bullshit is dangerous, disingenuous, and just plain ninnyhammered at Ulrik Pram Gad’s post at the Danish Institute for International Studies.

Trump’s after Greenland’s minerals. That’s all this is and has ever been about. Okay, maybe it’s also a dictator dick measuring thing too. Ya know, Putin invades Ukraine so Donny Dimwit’s gotta one up him by grabbing Venezuela and Greenland too!

In a spectacularly idiotic, but unsurprising, personnel choice, Prez Pedo chose the charm free, boneheaded, bully boy, corrupt governor of Louisiana as the dude to tell Greenland they're US property now. Not only has the man proved himself to be far from bright or civil, he has zero experience with Greenland, Denmark, territorial acquisition or, obvs, diplomacy. Before last week, would he have been able to find Greenland or Denmark on a map? Doubt it.

I’d love it if Greenland’s Prime Minister, Jens-Frederik Nielsen, would deny him entry. Don’t even let that fucker off the plane.

Denmark's foreign affairs minister, Lars Lokke Rasmussen, also reacted strongly to the appointment and Landry's remarks, telling reporters on Monday, "I am very upset about this appointment of a special envoy. And I am particularly upset about the envoy's statements, which we find completely unacceptable.”

Rasmussen said he would summon the U.S. ambassador to Denmark -- Ken Howery -- over the appointment to "once again make it clear that there are some lines being crossed here, but of course also to get an explanation."

"We thought that we now had a U.S. ambassador in Denmark, with whom we would have a relationship throughout the Kingdom," Rasmussen said. "I think we have already developed a good working relationship, and it is also my impression that the ambassador has that opinion. Out of nowhere, there is now a special U.S. presidential representative, who, according to himself, is tasked with taking over Greenland. This is, of course, completely unacceptable.” (source) 

Ken Howery’s about to have a very uncomfortable Christmas. Ken, by the by, is another clown with NO experience or educational background, in a position he's unqualified for. Prior to his appointment, he had co-founded PayPal and was a venture capitalist. He's buds with Thiel and Musk though.

”We have said it before. Now, we say it again. National borders and the sovereignty of states are rooted in international law,” Danish Prime Minister Mette Frederiksen and her Greenlandic counterpart, Jens-Frederik Nielsen, said in a joint statement. “They are fundamental principles. You cannot annex another country. Not even with an argument about international security.”

“Greenland belongs to the Greenlanders and the U.S. shall not take over Greenland,” they added in the statement emailed by Frederiksen’s office. “We expect respect for our joint territorial integrity.” (source) 

Could someone please just lock Trump up in some abandoned building that he can enshittify with his beloved gold painted rococo framed paintings, medallions, fussy baroque ornamentations, faux trophies, purely decorative urns and coasters? Maybe a nurse, posing as an architect, can come in once a week to help him lay out his new, fresh visions of monuments to himself. 

Maybe that could keep him occupied until we can vote his renfieldian lapdogs out of office and impeach this entire a heinous administration?

Tradeoffs

Dunno ‘bout you but I fucking HATE this shortest day of the year shit. Yes, yes, yezzzzz. It’s really not that bad. I mean, yesterday in Boston we had a wee bit over nine hours of murky cloudy skies.

In my other favorite places?

Stromness, on the Orkney Islands off the northern coast of Scotland? They'll only get about six hours and 11 minutes of daylight today.

Reykjavík will only see about four hours and 45 minutes of daylight.

Here’s the big fucking difference. The warmest it’s gonna get in Boston today is 32º and that’s not taking the wind chill factor into consideration. Good luck walking down Clarendon, Washington, Boylston Streets or along the goddamn seawall today.

Stromness is gonna be 47º – that’s fucking balmy. Shorts weather!

Reykjavík? 46º *SIGH* 

Meanwhile, Los Angeles will have nearly 10 hours of daylight AND the temps will hit 66º today. Fine. I’ll take my four months of cold weather and short days over their poor air quality, earthquakes, wildfires and, from what I’ve heard, miserable public transportation.

The older I get the more I understand the whole snowbird thing. You know, the folks who migrate to warmer southern locales (like Florida or Arizona) for the winter months. Problems – Arizona’s not on an ocean. I need ocean proximity. Florida? The governor is evil, state politics are vile – it’s a rightwing MAGAt hellhole, gun laws are a joke, and the education attitude seems to be that it’s only for the rich (who can pay for private schools). Environmentally, Ron DeSantis is hastening Florida’s inevitable sink into the the Atlantic – he doesn’t give a fuck.

So, where could I go for a few months to escape the cold and dark of winter AND still be close to docs and surgeons who have experience with and a real understanding of NF2. I’m at the point in life where it’s not smart to be far away from savvy med resources for extended periods of time. “Extended” defined as more than a month. 

Los Angeles

Cool but that’s really pricey. Since we’d be on the other side of the country, we wouldn’t have our car with us. Do we rent a car for the three or four months we’re living there? $$$$ I’m not terribly mobile anymore and California’s not known for its public transport. LA ain’t NY or Boston – cars would be a necessity. $$$$

Redondo Beach is around 20 miles from UCLA Medical which is only six miles farther than I am now from Mass General. So, broadly speaking, that’s mebbe workable.

We could get a short term one bedroom, furnished rental for a few months for around three grand a month *ka-ching* 

There’s a wide, diverse variety of dining options there including Thai, Mexican, Japanese, Middle Eastern – most advertise vegetarian and vegan options. There’s a vegan place called lil' Vegerie. I checked out the menu and all the dishes are making my mouth water. Coconut Pumpkin Curry? Philly Cheesesteak? Loaded So Cal Hash? Jesus, go read the menu. Boston needs a diner like this.

Some joints on the list I pulled up are just labeled “health food.” I automatically think that means vague, mushy carboard-ish textured beige, food that, after consuming, is going to leave me, a vegetarian, with a yearning for a greasy Big Mac and fries. Honestly, if you describe your restaurant’s offerings as “health food,” you’ve clearly failed Marketing 101.

Honestly, I'm much more apt to snowbird in Reykjavik or Stromness than in LA. Why? It may be dark but 46º in January feels like springtime to this New Englander. It's the snow and cold of Boston in winter that I mostly object to. Also, those LA palm trees are just plain odd.

Inappropriate – Who Me?

First – was it wrong for me to send Jen a YouTube clip of the Mary Tyler Moore episode Chuckles Bites the Dust while she was at her father's funeral? 

This was the ep where the WJM-TV News staff were attending Chuckles the Clown's funeral. He had died at a parade while dressed as the character Peter Peanut – a rogue elephant tried to "shell" him. Fatal injuries ensued. Mary scolded her coworkers for engaging in dark humor only to find herself, later, during the eulogy, unable to contain her laughter. PRICELESS episode!

Luckily Jen's phone was off during Pop's service. Why? She said she probably would have interrupted to play it for everyone. Yup, she and I are besties for a solid reason. Our particular senses of humor can usually be counted on to be inappropriate to any given situation.

Franz Marc

Next – sadly, I'm once again between books. I'm between books which capture my interest, draw me in, amuse and distract me, take me away from the wretched reality of imminent world war, Trump, Putin, and Netanyahu’s gross depravity, and humanity’s general numbness to our planet's ills.

What am I doing instead of diligently hunting up new engaging, inspiring reading matter?

Why, I’m surfing Threads, of course. Don’cha know there are just shitloads of cat pics and pro photographer's offerings to view. There are hilarious and troubling reports from the far distant (thank Bast!) dating fields. There are AITA (Am I The Asshole) posts that I totally MUST read, if not weigh in on. I follow a bunch of individuals in Ukraine – I want to keep abreast of what life is like for real people who are living through this invasion of and fight for their country.

I’m NOT just doomscrolling the ICEhole reports and reading of the latest idiocies and atrocities from the Pedo Administration.

I DID find a helpful post where someone asked readers to name somebody/something we trust more than Donald Trump.

My response was, naturally, fishnet condoms.

Others noted:

• The Nigerian prince who just emailed. He would like me to help him get his inheritance. I only need to send him £5k now. After he receives his birthright, I’ll get a sizable share of his fortune.

• A fart after a night of Taco Bell and prune juice smoothies.

• Arkansas gas station sushi.

• KeanuReeves254695 who texted wanting to know how my day was and, goodness, he thinks my profile picture is stunning. He very much hopes that we’ll become close. He then told me his assets have been frozen by the FBI due to some ridiculous lawsuit. Keanu totally wants to fly to Ukraine to save all the poor kittens and puppies being bombed by Russia but he can’t access his funds. Could I cashapp him a few grand – he’ll totally pay me back.

• Dr. Phil 

• The guy on the dating site telling me he’s 6’4” 200 lbs and 38 years old who’s ONLY looking to date women 25 and younger. (Yeah, dude is totally 5’8” at most but the weight’s probably accurate. Also, he’s 45-50 years old, minimum)

I’ve also discovered a helpful post regarding womb uses. Did you know, they’re useful for a lot more than just birthing babies!

• It's where we keep our butterscotch candies. When we go through menopause, we have to move them somewhere else. That's why little old ladies have butterscotch candies in their purse.

• I have the kids Christmas presents hidden in mine so they don't find them.

• Mine’s been stretched nicely by two babies, I’m looking to rent it out as accommodation in London. About £1500 a month should do it?

• It’s clearly a portal to the underworld.

• I keep my spare house key there.

• Most women don’t know that their womb can also be used for hosting ballroom dances.

• I got mine refurbished into a hello kitty gumball machine

• I keep yarn in mine. I reel it out through my vagina. Really helps with my tensioning when I crochet.

• Mine's a She Shed.

• I keep asking mine what else she can be used for and it keeps magic eight balling me “try again later” 

Me? If I can get my essential tremor nonsense under control, I can start working in clay again. I'll put my wheel and handbuilding table up there. Plenty of room!

For more useful tips on what to do with your womb, do check out Deserye Lewis’s (@blissful_ness923) page on Threads.

Jack McMurrer – in this short life

Jen’s father, died at the end of October after a brief illness. He was 87. Today is his memorial service out in Amherst.

Jack was my backup father after Daddy died. Just so ya know, it’s always smart to have one in reserve. Be prepared and all that. I was immensely fortunate.

I really, truly think he and Chuck, who departed this good planet on Juneteenth of ’21, would have hit it off big time. It’s a rotten shame they never got to meet.

In any case, here’s Jack’s obit, written by Jen’s brother Dan. Pop led a full, adventurous, admirable life.
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John Anthony "Jack" McMurrer, 87, of Amherst, Massachusetts, passed away peacefully on October 26, 2025, surrounded by his children.


Jack was born in 1937 in Cambridge, Massachusetts, to James F. McMurrer Sr. and Mary Ethel (Sullivan) McMurrer. He grew up on Davis Avenue in Arlington, Massachusetts, the youngest of six children. He remained close to his siblings throughout his life.

He graduated from Boston College with a degree in Economics and was later an officer in the US Marine Corps. He spent much of his working career as a computer systems analyst for Procter & Gamble, Honeywell, Boston University Hospital, and the Massachusetts Auto Ratings Bureau. He married Donna Middendorf in 1966; they lived in Scituate, Massachusetts, where they raised their family, for almost 25 years.

Jack enthusiastically pursued multiple passions. He loved running long before it became popular, awakening before dawn and running (in the dark) around the streets of Scituate. He successfully completed multiple Boston Marathons (although he'd be quick to point out that he did so only in an "unofficial" capacity).He also loved spending weekends sailing the Massachusetts coast - and not just those easy New England summer weekends. As cool fall transitioned into icy winter each year, his sailboat was frequently the last one hauled from its mooring in Scituate Harbor. Jack was determined to take advantage of every last weekend for sailing, even long after most other sailors had turned in for the season.

In 1992, Jack retired and followed his dream of sailing a boat solo across the Atlantic Ocean to Ireland, the land of his ancestors. He purchased a 27-foot empty fiberglass hull and designed and built the rest of the boat himself over the next couple of years. In this boat, dubbed Atlantic Runner, he made two successful transatlantic crossings (approximately 30 days each) from Scituate to Crosshaven, County Cork, in the 1990s.

After a third attempted crossing ended in a harrowing rescue far out at sea during an intense storm, Jack decided to shift his explorations from sea to land. He spent a few happy years driving around the country in his pickup truck and camper, exploring the United States and its national parks.

In retirement, he lived for multiple years each in Crosshaven, Ireland; Skowhegan, Maine; and Plymouth, Massachusetts. In these and other locations, he continued his many other retirement pursuits, including writing (novels and poetry), baking bread, bicycling, fitness, and chess (he always sought to crush his chess opponents, regardless of whether he was playing his then-5-year-old grandson or a computer adversary).

A voracious reader, Jack was especially delighted by the ancient Greeks, Anton Chekhov, Winston Churchill, and Graham Greene. His favorite poet, by far, was Emily Dickinson. Jack read her works up until the very end of his life and was tickled to be living in Amherst, the only town in which she had ever lived. His book of her poetry was literally falling apart from his constant use, including enthusiastic notes, underlining, and highlighting on almost every page. Those notes reflect his lifelong love of learning and discovering new things, as he dove into new passions, including classical music and opera, long into his retirement years.

He was a sports fan with a special place in his heart for the Celtics of Bill Russell and Larry Bird, and for BC football. Jack also rooted loyally for the Red Sox, Bruins, and Patriots.

He loved waking up extremely early each day, had a particular fondness for coffee ice cream, and wore almost nothing that wasn't made by LL Bean. His multi-colored collection of crisp LL Bean canvas shirts was legendary.

A devout Catholic, Jack had a sharp sense of humor, a twinkle in his eyes, a quiet spirituality, and a gentle humility.


His final years were spent in the warm, caring communities of Christopher Heights in Belchertown and the Center for Extended Care in Amherst.

Jack is survived and lovingly remembered by his former wife, Donna (Middendorf); his children, Dan and his wife Lucy (Loewen), Jenny and her partner Robert Snow, Erin and her partner PJ Donahue; three grandchildren, Seamus, Bridget, and Patrick; and many nieces and nephews and their families. He loved spending time with all of them, as well as with his five beloved siblings who preceded him in death: Jim, Joe, Larry, Pat, and Barbara.

Jack will be deeply missed. His family finds comfort in the words of his favorite poet Emily Dickinson: 

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

Indeed, his spirit will live on in the hearts of those who he has touched.


Woke up, it was a Conspiracy morning

A 48 year old man man from Portugal, Claudio Neves Valente, who lived in Miami, attended Brown (for a couple semesters, in a doctoral program) 20 years ago, comes to Providence, Rhode Island to kill students? 

Why?

He then, presumably, drives up here to Boston to take out MIT professor of physics and director of the Plasma Science and Fusion Center, Nuno F Gomes Loureiro.

Why? What's his motivation?

By the by:

Fusion is the process that makes the sun burn and Loureiro’s work explored how that power could be bottled on Earth and controlled inside those reactors. If fusion ever becomes a real source of cheap, clean electricity, it will rely on the kind of physics he helped explain. (source) 

Valente and Loureiro attended the same academic program at the Instituto Superior Técnico in Lisbon, Portugal between 1995 and 2000. Did they know each other? Seems likely.

Investigators believe the suspect specifically targeted Loureiro, one law enforcement official told CNN. But they do not currently believe the two people killed at Brown – where the suspect was a student in the early 2000s – were direct targets. (source) 

Franz Marc

So, what was the point, what was the reason for murdering them?

Coincidentally, Prez Pedo’s little “media” company (Trump Media & Technology, AKA Truth Toilet – CEO Devin Nunes and his cow) is now merging with a fusion power company. WHY? What does fusion have to do with social media – specifically his failing social media company?

From what I understand (and I admit it ain’t much), actual sustainable fusion power is decades away BUT this, the merged company, is a way to bilk billions in federal funding from us tax payers. Undoubtedly, federal funding for fusion research will be announced shortly.

Is there a connection between Pedo Prez’s purchase and Loureiro’s murder or is the fusion thing just another coincidence? What was Valente’s deal in all this? Was he your basic unstable, disgruntled, suicidal, loner malcontent? Did he figure he’d take out a few innocents and a former schoolmate (who he, possibly, envied horribly?) before offing himself? What was his incentive?

Jean-Michel Basquiat

Did Krazy Krash's FBI crew of incompetents find the real shooter or was the guy in the storage facility just some random, stand-in corpse?

Was there writing in the bullets? I mean, isn’t that Kash’s signature move?

And what do the murders have to do with Pedo’s $6 billion deal?

But the obstacles to making fusion real are many, and daunting. For one thing, scientists have yet to perfect a way to contain the plasma that fusion reactions create — with temperatures topping more than 100 million degrees Celsius. Scientists have said solving those problems could take decades, even though several developers are vowing to bring a generator online by the early 2030s.

Critics say they are also concerned that hype about fusion will detract from other types of clean energy technologies — including wind and solar power, existing technologies that Trump has sought to cut off from federal support.
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Under the $6 billion deal, TAE and the Trump Media & Technology Group — the parent company of Truth Social — said they are planning to site and begin construction of the world’s first utility-scale fusion power plant. The all-stock merger would create one of the world’s first publicly traded fusion companies and give Trump a major financial stake in its development. (source) 

Follow the money trail. Who stands to gain.

I really truly HATE that I woke up in a conspiracy theory frame of mind but C’MON, look at who’s running the country! EVERY goddamn word out of these fucker’s mouths is a lie or, at the very least, an obfuscation. 

Meanwhile, today is Trump/Epstein File Release Day AND last night I saw a some hopeful bits on Threads. A helicopter flew from the White House to Walter Reed Hospital. Naturally, I settled in for an evening of brill posts, such as:

Welcome to Is He Dead weekend.

Hearing a lot of chatter that Trump is at Walter Reed having his triannual physical and MRI right now. You know… Like everyone does.

Quiet, honey. Daddy’s getting ready for the greatest night on the Internet. Again. *Googles Walter Reed*

On the third day of Christmas 
My true love gave to me 
Three French hens 
Two turtle doves 
And a president in Walter Reed

‘Twas the night before Christmas vacation 
When all through the White House 
A helicopter was stirring 
Carrying a louse En route to Walter Reed 
Through the air up so high 
While a nation held its breath 
Hoping the fucker died 

Lucky

A totally not surprising, in any fucking way, headline:

UnitedHealth reduced hospitalizations for nursing home seniors. Now it faces wrongful death claims

Yes, this is the same UnitedHealthcare which denies 33% of all medical claims. This is the same insurance conglomerate whose monstrously overpaid CEO was under investigation by the DOJ for insider trading when he was shot on a Manhattan street.

UnitedHealthcare has expanded into the nursing home biz. Through their Optum division, nurse practitioners and physician assistants are theoretically deployed when there’s a patient need, a problem, during Monday though Friday, 9-5 hours. Weekends, at night or in the early morning? Just do your very best to avoid having any unfortunate health issues in those off hours and days…k? I mean, you can probably connect to an Optum employee on their “hotline.” Who knows where the call centers are and how long the hold times are though.

Those death claims?

Three nursing home residents died because employees of the American healthcare giant UnitedHealth Group helped delay or deny them critical hospital care, two pending lawsuits and a complaint to state authorities have alleged.

In Georgia, the family of a woman named Cindy Deal filed a lawsuit alleging that the 58-year-old died because Optum and her nursing home failed to hospitalize her for hours after she started foaming at the mouth and appeared to be having a seizure.

In Ohio, the family of a retiree named Mary Grant filed a lawsuit claiming that the 70-year-old died after Optum and Grant’s nursing home failed to send her to the hospital, though she had suffered a traumatic head injury and began vomiting.

In New York, a physician’s assistant named Christopher Bieniek alleged in a complaint to state authorities that a 63-year-old nursing home resident died due to “gross negligence” by an Optum employee. The employee refused to hospitalize the man, despite his kidney failure, according to text messages Bieniek says he shared with state investigators. (source) 

I only mention it but this is wicked personal for yurs disabled truly. Remember my surgery-a-thon years? I had five – count 'em, FIVE big fat neurosurgeries in the space of three years. After one surgery I went from hospital to inpatient rehab and then they had me go to a nursing home for further rehab. Though I’d chosen a well reviewed joint, the place was a complete horror show. From non-functioning call buttons (or aides who simply chose not to respond), beds that couldn’t be adjusted, ignored menus (they brought the food they wanted to bring regardless of what I noted on my menu – forget about me being vegetarian and lactose intolerant) and god forbid anyone remember that I’m deaf and, at the time, in a wheelchair, unable to walk to the can on my own.

The place seemed so utterly incompetent and uncaring that I was sure I wasn’t getting all my meds and, boyhowdy, I take a shitload of ‘em. They include anti-seizure pills. Without these, if I’m ignored, I’m toast. I texted Ten and Jen after a few days and told them I needed to come home. I was afraid that, if I stayed in that house of horrors, I would probably die (and they probably wouldn't notice for at least 24 hours).

I’m very lucky to have Ten, Jen, and Oni at home. VERY lucky. I found out a few months after I got home that a friend of mine had died at this same nursing home. Maybe she would have anyway – her NF2 was far more advanced than mine. I’ll never know.

Under Medicare Advantage, the government pays insurers like UnitedHealthcare a set amount of money based on the expected healthcare needs of each senior enrolled in their insurance plans for long-term nursing home residents. The less insurers spend on residents’ care, the more they have left over in taxpayer funds for potential profit.
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Two of the whistleblowers, both former Optum nurse practitioners, filed declarations with Congress, alleging that company managers improperly pressured them to reduce hospital transfers for nursing home seniors, and to get residents onto medical directives, such as “Do-Not-Resuscitate” orders, that could pre-empt costly emergency room care. The declarations also allege that supervisors pushed them to creatively code patient diagnoses to increase federal payments for the company.

What do these rich, healthy fat cats care if we die? We’re just a drag on the system, right? Forget the fact that our tax buckos have been paying into the system for billions of fucking years now.

So far, I've been lucky. Not everyone is.

Cure for ICE

More of this please.

ICEholes, uninvited, climbed into the car of Rekeya Frazier and Oluwadamilola Bamigboye to “question” them about their immigration status. Bamigboye is in the U.S. from Nigeria on a student visa. Frazier is a U.S. citizen.

The FBI alleges that the HSI agents walked up, showed their badges, and said they wanted to talk with Bamigboye. One agent got into the front seat of the Jeep and tried to stop Frazier from driving off. But she put the SUV in gear and headed for the New Hope Police station.  

“The agent truly believed that he was being abducted,” Assistant U.S. Attorney Benjamin Behar said at a Tuesday detention hearing, where he asked Magistrate Judge David Schultz to keep the couple in jail while their case proceeds.

The agents walked up and showed their badges…yeah, sure. As if ANYONE is naive enough to believe that piss soaked load of fairy tale nonsense.

Defense attorney Kevin Reich, who represents Bamigboye, said he disputes “about 95 percent” of the government’s narrative. 

Reich said the agents did not display their credentials when they approached the Jeep, and the government’s claim that one agent had to jump out of the way as Frazier drove off is contradicted by surveillance video. 

Bamigboye dialed 911 from the back seat as Frazier was driving and the agent was in the front passenger seat. 

Calling the government’s case “ludicrous,” Reich said his client “may be the first criminal in history to call 911 during the commission of his alleged crime.”

The agent in the front passenger seat said, in a sweet bit of karma, he "feared he was being kidnapped." (insert major fucking eye roll here) He pulled his gun on Frazier but she didn’t stop (and, smartly, he didn’t shoot) – she took that ICEhole to the cop shop. 

A very brave young woman. She is, by the by, the sister of Darnella Frazier, the teen who recorded George Floyd’s murder by Minneapolis police in 2020. 

Bad news – Bamigboye is now in ICE custody. I’m glad he has a lawyer and that this is already in the news. Maybe this will keep him alive.

In local news, MIT Professor Nuno Loureiro was shot multiple times and killed in his home Monday night. There’s absolutely no other info about it to be had beyond the fact that he was the director of MIT’s Plasma Science and Fusion Center and a professor of nuclear science, engineering and physics. Also, he was from Portugal. 

Was this an ICE hit job? Did a neighbor, in his quiet, well-to-do area, just snap about how Nuno set out his weekly recycling? Is there high level academic politics and intrigue involved? Have I been reading too many mystery novels lately?

Why…yes. Yes, I have.

As for the shooting at Brown University in Providence, the search for the killer is starting to look bleak. Authorities are hinting that the window to catch a suspect is closing. The pic of the new person of interest is a white guy. Hard to tell with his winter cap and jacket but he looks like your basic schlub – pasty, overweight, under the hat he’s probably balding. Eh, who knows.

What I’d like to know is – what gives with all the violence and killing? I mean, I get it with the ICEholes. Their lords and masters – Prez Pedo and his faithful Repedocans – are ALL about whipping up their cult of rabid thugs to the old ultraviolence. Like Rome’s emperor and his inner circle at the Colosseum, Pedo and his cabinet of incompetents enjoy nothing more than an afternoon of watching brown and black skinned people being shredded.

Trump is a viral disease.

We tell ourselves that pestilence is a mere bogy of the mind, a bad dream that will pass away. But it doesn't always pass away and, from one bad dream to another, it is men who pass away.
~ Albert Camus, The Plague 

Hopefully we will be cured of him and his kind before it’s too late.

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