Sheep, Power-mad Clowns, and Polls

Well, this new NPR/Marist Poll comes as no surprise. It only confirms what we all already knew – one third of this country is still stupid enough to believe Trump is intelligent, competent, truthful, powerful, and a victim of the mean old Democratic Party. Even, in the face of his OBVIOUS, public, radical cognitive decline, his cult, backers, administration, and puppet masters continue to make excuses for him. Christ almighty!

Swear to god, Pedo could be a fucking putrefying corpse sitting in his oversized rotting suit – that long-ass red tie dripping with the foul fluids leaking from his moldering corpse and Musk, Mellon, Adelson, etc, Peter Thiel and his cabal, and the Heritage Foundation crew will continue to prop him up. They can’t see edge of the cliff, the thousand foot drop onto jagged rocks because they’re blinded by dollar signs and power. Maybe they think all that wealth will protect them from the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to?

I only mention it but cancer can’t necessarily be bought off. Just ask Steve Jobs. Or Spiro Agnew. Or Kirstie Alley. Heart attacks either. Ask Hulk Hogan. Oh ... whoops. You can't.  The grim reaper comes for the rich, famous, and Republican too.

The share of Republicans who say they strongly approve of Trump's job performance dropped to 53% in June from 61% in April. (source) 

Meanwhile, Pedo and Iran have signed a “memorandum of understanding.”

Under the terms of the MOU, Iran will reopen the strait of Hormuz, and in return receive waivers for US sanctions on crude oil exports, petroleum products and associated banking services. They will then enter into negotiations over the fate of their nuclear program and stock of highly enriched uranium. (source) 

Israel’s government isn’t happy about it — one of the terms is that they have to stop bombing Lebanon. Netanyahu really likes bombing people. He’s bummed and will, doubtless, ignore the MOU.

In the Disunited States of America, Democrats and even some Trump fellating Republicans have, in so many words, called the deal stupid. OF COURSE, it is — when you have complete brain-dead greedheaded wonders like Mr. Art-of-the-Deal, his slimy, ethically challenged, wholly unqualified son-in-law, and an imbecilic real estate investor trying their corrupt, incompetent hands at delicate diplomacy, you’re NOT gonna end up with Klimt’s Kiss meets Seurat’s Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte.

Only a cult belonging sheep (not to diss sheep, who, in comparison to MAGAts, are smart, independent thinkers) or greed-blind, power mad billionaires and trillionaires are still standing behind this administration of complete clowns.

Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
~ Einstein 

Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
~ Martin Luther King Jr. 

Never argue with stupid people, they will drag you down to their level and then beat you with experience.
~ Mark Twain

Obsession

Njideka Akunyili Crosby 

WHY are Pedo and MAGA still so obsessed with the Obamas? They haven’t been in the White House for ten years. I mean, yes, with every breath he takes the orange imbecile’s extreme inferiority to President Obama stands out in sharper, more fluorescent, neon relief. Melania does nothing, has no accomplishments to her name (besides nekkid and semi-nekkid lad mag pics and some escort work) so there’s nothing there to compare to tremendously accomplished Michelle Obama.

Amy Sherald

I can see WHY they feel inferior. They ARE inferior! But it’s been ten fucking years — Pedo and his shrinking band of toddler-brained homunculi make themselves look like complete mooks who’ve been dropped on their heads six too many times. More than they already do.

An illustration of that – imagine, you’re a big time mixed martial arts fighter and you’ve just won a massively hyped fight. The president of the country greets you afterwards — the world’s listening — what do you say?

"Michelle Obama is a man, am I right, America?"

What an absolute, potato faced loser. What a cartoon character of an under-brained, inbred, backwoods yokel.

Lin Makron, a woman I follow on Threads, wrote:

“I'm Danish, but that question was easy enough for even me to answer.

So, Josh Hokit, here's your answer:

No, you're not right.

But judging by HOW much time you spend thinking about men, touching men, and debating whether women are actually men, it sounds like there may be a different conversation you'd like to have.”

Honestly, the amount of time Republicans spend laser focused on other people’s genitalia blows my mind. They’re stone creepy. Def don’t let them near children.

They're not just obsessed with Michelle Obama's genitals (which they’ve been going off about for more than a decade). The GOP has been going to town painting the Texas Democratic senate nominee, James Talarico, as transgender. It isn’t some discrete whisper campaign either. 

• Stephen Miller, the first openly rat-eating, undead Republican official, declared that Democrats had nominated their "first transgender senate candidate.” 
• A pro-Trump PAC is running AI-generated deepfake ads of Talarico, dressed as Julie Andrews/Maria von Trapp, singing a  transgender version of "My Favorite Things" from The Sound of Music. 
• Texas Gov Abattoir posted a pic of Talarico, photoshopped/AIed up as New York rep Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez as a means of criticizing Talarico’s bill for a Green New Deal for Texas (AND calling Talarico a girly-man at the same time). Bad move Hot Wheels — you’re giving away how scared you are. Fear is coming off the Texas GOP in waves. Fear brings out predators. 

Talarico, by the by, is not transgender. He was born a dude and is still a dude. He’s also straight. I believe the term is cishet. Someone please correct me if I’m wrong, k? To be absolutely clear — Talarico’s gender and sexual orientation are completely irrelevant. 

These desperate rightwing fuckers are sweating oceans. They know their candidate, Ken Paxton, is a crook, fraud, a total skank AND a pedophile enabler. It’s no mystery why Prez Pedo is supporting him so hard. With a candidate who’s nothing more than a steaming pile of stinking, perverted weasel turds the GOP HAVE to go into culture war-testosterone overdrive! They’ve got nothing and are counting on Texans to be prejudiced, tiny minded, stupid as hell, too lazy to go out and vote or some combination of all of those.

Another what’s-in-his-pants obsession — remember when Madge Trailer Trash Greene showed those 24”x36” posters of Hunter Biden’s stunningly large trouser python during a House Oversight Committee meeting? I mean, on one hand, I get it. On the other, isn’t this something she should have kept at home — just between her and her pleasure appliance du jour?

The Guardians Of Pedophiles want you to care more about what kind of junk is in a Democrat’s trunk so you’re not paying attention to the GOP stealing the contents of your bank account. That’s working great for Trump isn’t it?

Meanwhile, Josh Hokit? That pot bellied, moronic, thumb-faced fool — at his big, old age, he still doesn’t understand that actions have consequences. He isn’t even getting paid for that little performance for his crazy god-king. Well, he’s being “paid” in Trump brand crypto. Yup, that won’t even cover his bus fare back to Nowheresville. What a rube.

Eat The Rich!

Police in Senatobia, Mississippi responding to a shoplifting call for someone allegedly stealing diapers from a Walmart, murdered a one-year-old child.

Supposedly the cops arrived on the scene just as the alleged thieving couple and their toddler were making off with the pillaged Pampers. The cops claimed the perps leaped into a car to flee and “drove toward them.” (I wonder if this is the same “driving towards” them that Jonathan Ross claimed Renee Good was {was NOT} doing before he shot her three times.)

For some odd reason, the cops were incapable of stepping out of the way of the vehicle. Instead they decided it was a real bright idea to shoot at the driver. FYI, shooting the driver doesn’t actually make a car that's in motion magically stop. Even if you nail the driver, the car will keep moving forward. If the car was going to hit you, that’s still gonna happen (unless you jump outta the way). I guess public schools and the police academy don’t teach logical reasoning skills – ya know, the ability to analyze a situation, identify patterns, and use facts versus emotion to make decisions. Also, Newton's First Law of Motion. Hello? 

Nah, that’s girly or gay or beta (or some other micro-dicked incel insult), LET’S JUST SHOOT SOMETHING INSTEAD!

Additionally ... and I'm only asking, isn’t lethal force, as a response to desperately poor people shoplifting diapers from billionaire owned Walmart, kind of … extreme overkill? In this case, quite literally. Also those motherfucking cops saw that couple get into the car with the baby and they still opened fire. Ace job Po-Po!

A woman was also critically injured but we should all be totally relieved to read that none of the incompetent, testerical, trigger-happy Keystone Kops were injured. Right. Sure.

Note bene: In this economy, while we’re being ruled by fascist, misogynistic, racist billionaires who are hellbent on destroying the middle-class and turning the US into a dystopian version of medieval Europe, complete with a Trump/RFK jr endorsed Bubonic Plague, if you see someone shoplifting food or baby supplies NO, YOU DID NOT! Walmart is ranked second among the largest U.S. companies by revenue. According to Investopedia, the Walton family is the richest family in the world, with a fortune exceeding $500 billion. I don’t think a few lost boxes of diapers are gonna make a dent in their bottom line. Also, they don’t pay their employees enough to pull this traitor shit on their fellow poors. I mean, what the actual poverty wage fucking hell?

Remember when the police motto was, laughably, "To Protect and to Serve”? Yeah, that was some real 1950s era middle to upperclass white people propaganda for ya.

This is what we get in a society where poverty is shamed, blamed, and criminalized and avarice/greed is venerated and glorified. This is America.

Steal a little and they throw you in jail
Steal a lot and they make you king
~ Bob Dylan 

Poor man wanna be rich
Rich man wanna be king
And a king ain't satisfied
'Til he rules everything
~ Bruce Springsteen 

Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
Fight the power
We've got to fight the powers that be
~ Public Enemy 

Welcome to FARTlandia

In a recent Substack post, Bizarro creator Dan Piraro talked about how the US doesn’t have a name so much as a description — we’re called the United States of America. Think about it. It's also only accurate if we’re talking about the collection of our taxes. Apart from that, on what are we united? 

Piraro goes on to say:

My guess is we are not too far away from our wannabe king suggesting we name the country after him. We may all be living in the Forever Authoritarian Republic of Trump before long. The only upside of that would be that people the world over would doubtless refer to it as “FART.”  (source) 

At this point, after all we’ve done to immigrants, Venezuelan fishermen, Iranians, our own citizens, and the whole rest of the world, FART or FARTlandia seems like an absurdly gentle, understated name. After yesterday's taxpayer funded, white trash, fascist, tacky-as-all-hell birthday party for the ancient, insane, pedophilic, loaded diaper of a president, FARTlandia is immensely appropriate (if understated) though.

Dan Piraro, Bizarro

This collection of states and territories that are considered to be the “United States” are anything but united. I mean, Wyoming, Idaho, Montana, and the Dakotas probably have a lot in common. New England and New York State are almost always on the same wavelength but NOT with those previously mentioned states. 

California, Oregon, and Washington could stand together. Would the Deep South, Texas and Oklahoma join with them? //snort// Not in a trillion years or with a gun to their heads. How about the Midwest? //shrugs// It might make sense to break up and form half a dozen independent countries.

Here’s the thing though, most of the gerrymandered-to-hell-and-back Republican states are taker states. That is, they receive more in federal funding than they pay in federal taxes. How long would the new countries of Texahoma, Southlandia or YeeHawistan survive without California, Massachusetts, Minnesota, New York, buckos? Seriously now.

Also, will liberal people stay in a new country that’s hostile to them? I mean, I get it – you were born and raised in Texas. It’s home. You’re used to being around a lot of folks with vastly different morals and ethics but NOW those differences are being made into law. Abortion is already illegal in Texas. Maternal mortality rose 56% in the first full year of the state's ban. The state does NOT care if women die.

Mothers living in states that banned abortion are nearly 2x as likely to die during pregnancy, childbirth, or soon after giving birth, compared to mothers living in supportive states where abortion was legal and accessible  (source) 

What other inane, insane, shortsighted, control-freaking, micro-dicked laws will the white Christofascist moldy potatoes enact once they have half a chance. Yee haw!

According to the Georgetown Institute for Women, Peace and Security scale, Texas comes in at 41 out of 51 (50 states plus the District of Columbia) on women’s equality.

The US WPS Index captures key aspects of women’s status at home, in the community, and in the economy and society. The index is structured around three basic dimensions: inclusion (economic, social, political); justice (formal laws and informal discrimination); and security (at the individual and community levels). The index and its 12 indicators, grouped into these three dimensions, provide a standardized, quantitative, and transparent measure for ranking all states.

If the US becomes balkanized, the only women left in the former red states will be the ones who were too poor or otherwise lacking a help network to get out. Ah, who knows. Maybe modern day Scythian warrior women (AKA Amazons) or Onna-musha warriors will form up. Possibly some Valkyries can get involved. Ya know they were, maybe still are, thought of as death demons, spirits of carnage. 

Way cool, eh? 

 In any case, Happy Monday from FARTlandia!  

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Stray Thoughts

I’m sure you can agree — the world is grossly out of balance. Drastic measures must be taken to realign terrestrial and cosmic forces

Here’s an idea — we sacrifice wealth hoarders to appease the gods who, naturally, reside within volcanoes. The gods get snackish, don’t ya know. They must be fed! You may have read that they nosh on ambrosia and drink nectar.

C’mon! Have you even met the gods? They are not sitting down to snarf some milky chilled fruit salad with a cocktail that only a hummingbird would enjoy. Fuck no!

CLEARLY they’re jonesing for some real junk food. The gods are WAY overdue for some some high caliber crap. You know, the celestial equivalent of loaded nachos, fried mozzarella sticks, deep dish pizza with EVERYTHING. They need to be placated, soothed, and shit before they get cranky and send us another Trump family. Know what I’m saying?

So then — we’ll start the sacrificial snacking with Musk. Up the mountain he goes.

We’ll convince Leon to do a press conference on the edge of Lewotobi Laki-Laki in Indonesia (last volcanic activity June 2-10) and maybe he’ll, ya know, slip (OR, for the greater good of the planet, selflessly jump into the about-to-erupt volcano. //SNORT// yeah, like that would ever happen) thus saving humankind.
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Yesterday, for some reason, I was trying to come up with the name of an actress. I was telling Jen some story or another — tring to anyway. The actress’s name fully escaped me. Finally I said, she looked a lot like that woman who played Princess Leia or, ya know, like Carrie Fisher. Very similar.

Jen gently, slowly, carefully replied, aren’t they the same person?

Wut? (I’m fuckin’ eloquent as shit…I’m tellin’ you!)

I was only remembering Fisher as a writer, script doctor, memoirist and for her not-Leia comedic acting roles. Also as Paul Simon’s partner and second (?) wife about whom he wrote some of his fab songs.

Again, DOH!!!

By the by: 

When asked what was her "best" moment in the Star Wars saga up to this point, Carrie Fisher answered:

“I had a lot of fun killing Jabba the Hutt. They asked me on the day if I wanted to have a stunt double kill Jabba. No! That's the best time I ever had as an actor. And the only reason to go into acting is if you can kill a giant monster

Damn, I miss her.
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Something we can all use — it’s the Apocalypse Early Warning System 

A new website tracking private jet movements is drawing attention across aviation and tech circles after its creator claimed spikes in business aviation traffic could serve as an “early warning system” for global catastrophe.

The project, called the Apocalypse Early Warning System, was created by artist and programmer Kyle McDonald. It uses live ADS-B aircraft-tracking data to monitor private jet activity worldwide.

McDonald’s premise is simple — if somewhat tongue-in-cheek. When billionaires, political insiders, or corporate elites suddenly begin leaving major cities en masse aboard private aircraft, the website assumes something serious may be about to happen. (source) 

Fascinating.
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Blood sport cage match on his front lawn. Fucking guy is celebrating his birthday like a goddamn Roman emperor.
~ Marko Kloos 

There’s an 80% chance of rain in DC tonight and a 55% chance of thunderstorms. IF the thunder god exists he could do the world the most awesomest kindness. I only mention it, Thor, but the event starts at 8pm eastern standard time. K?

Clusterfuck 
     noun 
a disastrously mishandled, chaotic situation or undertaking

Trump and his Cabinet are a clusterfuck of unqualified, trash-brained, greedheaded sewer clowns.

If I Had A Trillion

Uhhhh…NO I would NOT!

Hoarding wealth is a mental illness every bit as much as holding onto stacks and stacks of old newspapers, magazines, utility bills, clothes that you don’t/can’t wear anymore, cupboards full of plastic grocery bags, 20 years worth of Christmas and birthday cards. It's keeping shit you can't possibly use to the point that you get lost in your own life. 

Which reminds me … gotta Marie Kondo my damn closet this weekend. 

With that trillion dollars Elon Musk now has, he could pay off all medical debt in the United States. Homelessness and poverty could be eliminated. Our system of education could be vastly improved and expanded. With that much dough we could fund a complete move to clean energy and stop destroying the only planet we have to live on. How about putting those big buckos behind pandemic prevention? Wouldn’t it be awesome to NOT have another COVID, HIV, Spanish Flu, Smallpox, SARS or H1N1/09 pandemic.

But no. Rich fucks don’t want to do good for the society they make bank off of. Fuck them poors, eh?

Trump and Musk’s slashing of government programs that actually help people was, of fucking course, all about lining their own filthy, slaveringly rapacious pockets. Leon, like his buddy Pedo, is a greedheaded, grifting, incompetent fraud.

Trump, Bezos, Larry Page, Mark Zuckerberg, Larry Ellison, the Walton families and the rest of the billionaires and mulitmillionaires are allowed to hoard wealth WAY beyond their needs and any of their descendants needs or wants and they’re lauded for it. DISGUSTING!

What are they doing with all that money? How much stuff is enough? How many homes can you live in? How many cars can you drive? How many gourmet meals can you consume? How many luxury tours of the world can you take? How many Klimts, Picassos, Basquiats, and Monets can you own? How many businesses can you truly effectively, competently run and enjoy? How many people can you own?

If you, Mr. and Ms. Not Überwealthy American, are crying about your tax dollars being used to provide an assist to folks in need of food, housing, and healthcare but not objecting to Pedo and his crew of mondo privileged, insatiably swinish fat-cats allocating OUR taxpayer money to pay for billion dollar+ bullshit wars, gold plated foofaraw, fraud riddled contracts for buddies, murderous goon squads and concentration camps, boy howdy mes amis, you need to invest in some quality therapy STAT.

AND speaking of wasted wads of our hard-earned taxpayer buckos, there’s all our dough ($60 mil+) going to Pedo’s birthday jamboree. The Jeff Epstein Ultimate Fighting Cage Match is scheduled for tomorrow night on the WhiteTrash House lawn. What’s next? Dog fights and strippers? Gee, ya think Pedo’s trying to turn all of the US into Epstein Island? Looks like it. 

While the Pedophile in Chief celebrates his 80th birthday (will he sleep through the fights — probably), Texas has announced yet another case of screwworms. Eight of the nine screwworm cases have been in Texas. No surprise there. These are just the cases that we the people have been informed of. How many more are there? With Brainworm Bobby in charge of Health and Human Services and Greg Abattoir as the state’s governor, you KNOW we’re not getting the full skinny.

Secretary of Agriculture Brooke Rollins says there’s no need to panic — the screwworm does not currently present a food safety issue. Gee, gosh. I’m so relieved. Pedo’s junk drawer of a Cabinet, filled with utterly unqualified suck-ups, mentally banjaxed bozos, and überwealthy idiots who paid to play, is always so reliably well informed and truthful. HAH!

I'm sure Texas Governor Abbott is right on top of it all too. You remember him, right. Greg considers it fair play to seed the Gulf with razor wire in order to murder migrants – brown people. He sees women as second class citizens AT BEST and Black people as barely human. So, the governor doesn’t give a good goddamn about your health or, if you’re a farmer, your herd’s health, unless of course you’re wealthy, white, and a frequent BIG donor. If you live in Texas, it might be a good time to consider a plant based diet.

By the by, Brooke is the very same brainiac who said “Climate change hysteria is political cover to export American jobs and manufacturing to places like Mexico and China.”

I’m sure you’ll pardon me for not believing a fucking word out of her pedophile worshipping mouth.

Zombie Memories

Morning Sun, Edward Hopper

I’ve mentioned my 50th high school class reunion coming up, haven’t I? I dunno if it already happened or what.

 An acquaintance on Facebook has been making caricatures and other memorial graphics for classmates using AI. He’s been posting them in his feed which, apparently, a lot of our class follow. Apart from my big-ass issues with AI generated art, which is a rant for another day, this is really thoughtful of Jim. He seems like a truly nice, genuine, gregarious guy. Putting aside my own experiences and feelings, I can imagine that, for him and, possibly, a lot of other people with whom we went to school, this final reunion’s a big fucking deal.

Automat, Edward Hopper

I don’t feel like I’m a part of my graduating class. The only friend I have from way back then is in a different year. The few friends who are actually from my class, I met on Facebook decades after graduation. Seeing Jim’s Facebook feed and getting the occasional reunion email update feels a little voyeuristic – like I’m reading a stranger’s mail.

I've also been experiencing an odd resurgence of rage over the mean girls who tormented me throughout high school. Please don’t say ‘Oh get over yourself — that was 50+ years ago.’ Goddammit, I KNOW THAT. Do you honestly think I want to be carrying around anger and sadness over what some gang of absolute low watt twinkies said and did 50 years ago? Do I think about those girls (old grandmothers now) daily? Weekly? Once a year on Rosh Hashanah or Bodhi Day? Ahhhh, no. The reunion served as a trigger to unearth these zombie emotions which I obvs need to put to a final death. How do you kill zombies? Cut off their heads?

Early Sunday Morning, Edward Hopper

I’ve NOT been thrilled AT ALL to have memories of my high school years and these total twatzillas back in my head. Life at home — with my ultra violent, narcissistic brother, wild older sister, and my uncaring mother, freshly diagnosed with NF2 — was hard enough. I desperately needed and wanted school to be a respite, a haven from home. The mean girls, with their stalking, bullying, prank phone calls, and smear campaigns ensured that this wouldn’t be. As did a half dozen teachers. A few male teachers actually made humiliating comments about the size of my ta tas in front of other students. Once, in front of the entire orchestra class. This was a small town in the early/mid ‘70s — imagine how that would go over today. Visualize lead balloons and law suits.

Shit was so bad back then, I felt so alone, that I joined a Methodist church group, naively believing church kids would be warm, kind, and welcoming. Ya know, I’d find friends there. Ah…NO. These kids were every bit as judgmental as the mean girls and the creepy, hypercritical teachers. Kind and welcoming? Only in a plastic covered couch kind of a way.  

Giorgio de Chirico

One girl, who went on to become a Methodist minister (!!!) was relaxed and smooth with everyone else. With me, she instantly became formally polite and pointedly distant — like I was a plague carrier, a demonic being OR just too, too low class to be within her presence. It was weird. Oddly enough, decades later, she sent me a Facebook friend request. It quickly became clear that she’d either forgotten who I was or sent it by accident. How do I know? In response to a direct, friendly, non-intrusive question, she again pulled this same frozen, polite but get-the-fuck-away-from-me tone (which she doesn’t take with anyone else). Weird. Last time I checked, I do NOT have the plague. NF2 yes. Plague, no. Also? Not a demon.

Ya know, I know I was an awkward kid and maybe a little too fluorescent for my classmates. Sadly, I didn’t have the confidence or self-esteem to laugh at the mean girls. I was vulnerable — an easy target. I was a solid four years away from being able to confidently deliver killer Jasmine Crockett style slams. “Bleach blonde, bad-built, butch body?” Man, that would’ve slayed! Oh, to time travel and deliver flaming kill shots. 

Point of the story — obvs I’m the opposite of nostalgic about those years. I’m surprised that, 50 years later, I’ve been having these big feelings about a reunion I’m not going to.

Aside from the resurrected rage, I’m envious of people who have happy memories of childhood hometowns. My family moved so much (due to Daddy’s academic pursuits and chasing a tenure track teaching gig) that I can’t lay claim to a childhood hometown. 

Nighthawks, Edward Hopper

My favorite place was Townsend, Massachusetts. We lived there for a year when Daddy taught at Fitchburg State College. My fantasy is that we stayed there. I graduated high school, went on to UMass Amherst, then moved to Cambridge with my chums.

In real life, I DID move to Cambridge with pals. It was just later and via a much more circuitous route.

High school wasn’t nonstop hell BUT close enough. I’m happy that Jim’s experience was different and he's getting to see all of his old friends. It's good that not all of us have zombie memories.

Brain Blur

 My brain is fuzzy, my eyes hurt, and I don’t feel like thinking this morning. I blame the humidity – also brain tumors. They’re an awfully convenient scapegoat. Sometimes, often enough, they’re the perp, the devious malefactor, the ravening horde looking to steal my good health (what’s left of it anyhoo), creativity, and critical thinking abilities. Not today though. My most recent MRIs showed that my meningioma farm is fairly stable. So today is about the weather, being old, tired, cranky, maybe a little dehydrated, and being in need of more CAKE dammit!

So then, in lieu of deep thoughts, here are some cartoons. Yur welcome. ‘scuse me now, I’m gonna take a nap.

He spent day after day feeling uneasy and muddled, like someone who has mistakenly swallowed a thick swatch of cloud.
~ Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.
~ Virginia Woolf

Tragic Girls Katie Mansfield 

Tom Gauld 

Danial Ryan 

*sigh* as do we all, you absolute moldy turnip. *sigh*

This Modern World Tom Tomorrow 

Wrong Hands John Atkinson