Oh, Please Give Me a Break

Heard today that a group of "parents" is suing Apple because their kids are addicted to games on the I-Phone and it is costing them "a lot of money."

Question: Who bought the kids the dern phones?

Resolution: Take the dern phones away and give the kids something to do. Or lock them up until they magically become independently wealthy.

Sheesh!

Polygamy and Slavery

Polygamists in the family trees

Similarities in Obama and Romney’s roots.

Another teaser from the WaPo. But what has it to do with anything? Neither party mentioned practices nor condones the practice. So who cares? It is like making me responsible for the fact that my great-great grandmother was a slave holder. Oh, wait. There are those who make the claim that that is my responsibility. How ridiculous is that?

We may all be the product of our ancestors' choices, but we are not responsible for their choices.

"Backward, Turn Backward, Oh, Time...

Headline: Levi Johnston knocks up another girl

Apart from the fact that this is not news, is none of our business, and I don't care a whit about Levi (with all due respect to the poor deluded girl), the crudity of the announcement in the press is depressing.

I am "uptight" you say, a Neanderthal living in another time, long past. Perhaps. But in fact I grew up learning manners and civility, and respect for others, and I still possess a greater appreciation for that than I do for the tripe that spews from the media today.

Lights, Blue and Red, and Loud Hooter

(All of this after he left us standing beside the road in ninety degree heat for twenty minutes while he sat in his air conditioned cruiser and did what ever he did, which included writing me up.)

Me: We've been coming to Rockport every winter for years. We spend six weeks here, pay our rent, buy our groceries and pay our utilities. Much as we like Rockport, this may have to be our last year here.

Cop: That's your prerogative.* (Oh, wow, Johnny^ is a college graduate!)

Spouse (to me): Just doing his job? All he has to do is harass old people?

Extraneous irrelevancies: He kept talking about "We can't have fifteen-year olds running around on these." Do I look 15? "That's a license plate holder; it's where the plate goes." Duh. "Golf carts are legal if they are licensed." Does this look like a golf cart? "This is Texas." Repeatedly. Wow, thanks. We've been here for twelve straight weeks and had no idea. And, "I'm just doing my job." Which is what provoked the spouse to the above comment.

Not an April Fool Joke.
*Rockport-Fulton Chamber of Commerce, take note.
^Spouse designated him "Picklehead" which I thought a little excessive. But I like it.

More Horse Hockey

Crap. Here we go again. We "gained an hour" this morning. We did not. We simply inflicted on ourselves the second half of the hour wasted resetting all the clocks in the house. (I count sixteen, not including the watches in the drawer that are not in use at the time.) "At the time." Get it?

Billions Yet to Come

Yesterday, we are told, the population of the earth surpassed seven billion persons. The hand- wringers moan that the planet will not be able to support us. Which is absurd. Though it is not equitably distributed, there is food enough for everyone and more. The waste is unbelievably huge. Space? Arithmetic will show that seven billion people could be contained in a space the size of Texas at a density comparable to that of present-day density of NYC.

Yea! for the world. Yea! for mankind. Let's go; let's grow. But let's become more responsible, more caring.

Stonecast

It is quite clear that the internet server gives its quality bandwidths to "premium" customers during rush hours. The rest of us (dummies) get to travel down the back alleys, dodging garbage cans, dumpsters, and stray cats, hoping to arrive sometime this morning at the selected destination. What do you get when you pay a hundred twenty bucks a month for cable connection? Robbed.