The week after a three-day weekend is always a contentious one, isn’t it? I’ve been saying for years that you can’t take a vacation without paying for it one way or another, as our recent week at the Redneck Riviera once more proved. But geeze, it would be nice to not get drilled the week after a three-day weekend that supposedly the whole company took off.
But enough of that. You didn’t come here to read my whining about my workload, you came for news. And so:
On To the Links!
Lie down with dogs, wake up with fleas.
If America is so racist, why are there so many fake “hate crimes?”
Is America at a point of no return? Honestly, I think we passed that point along about 1850.
Bye-bye WHO. We hardly knew ye. I once had to study up on WHO requirements for pharmaceutical manufacturers to prepare for an audit I was brought in to do on a plant in South Africa. The WHO “guidelines” were nearly incomprehensible; you could interpret them to mean almost anything. My colleague and I pretty much ignored the WHO guidelines and audited against ISO instead.
Coming soon to a major American city near you!
Lesson: Don’t play in the street.
RIP Charlie Daniels. His song Long Haired Country Boy formed a small part of my youthful arc in favor of liberty:
‘Cause I ain’t asking nobody for nothin’
If I cant get it on my own
If you don’t like the way I’m livin’
You just leave this long-haired country boy alone
This Week’s Idiots:
This idiot is running for President. Supposedly. Mind you, I’m 99.997% certain he’s just taking a dump.
Paging Dr. Darwin, Dr. Charles Darwin.
ABC News is apparently staffed with idiots.
With that said…
Work beckons.
That’s not altogether a bad thing, mind you. Not only do we have bills that must be paid, at least my work 1) pays well and b) is mind-work rather than back-work. In my life I’ve done plenty of both, and I prefer mind-work. But I’m not above back-work if that’s what is necessary to keep a roof over our heads; I’ve hammered shingles on roofs before, and am not above doing it again if that’s what needs to happen to maintain hearth and home.
It’s called taking responsibility. You know. As a man does.
For now, though, the keyboard calls. More tomorrow.
