Nineteen

I didn’t have anything penciled in for today. I was halfway tempted to do the Thanksgiving plans entry, but that’s for tomorrow. I’m excited by what I plan to lay out.

This could be good and fun.

Searching back through my archives, I stumbled across my entry from 2020. The prompt for that was about

Part of the reason I picked that one out was to see what COVID stuff was there.

(omitting a string of excited utterances…)

Who’s going to revisit the efficacy of the decisions politicians made?

Now that we’re on the other side, how many people didn’t get sick because Detroit cancelled its parade?

Even the New York Times came out this week with a mea culpa. (If you pay them money, is it really mea, or are they blaming others for what the politicians did to the kids? I really don’t feel like spilling out more money for news….)

IN that entry back then, I was writing that I don’t think that I should have an opinion on everything. I still feel that way.

At the same time, when you look at things in retrospect, given ample evidence, you can make a pronouncement.

You would think that young people would be able to do analysis on thing. Then i see things like this.

“Shaking My Damn Head” doesn’t even come close to describing my feelings.

I could spend a lot more time really struggling to put something down here, but I really don’t feel like it.

Some things to get accomplished left for today. Let me try to get some of those knocked out before the football games kick off this afternoon.