Spring doesn’t last long up here in the Great Land. Summer doesn’t, either. But it’s great while it’s here. Right now the birches and poplars are fully leafed out, with that bright green so characteristic of late spring and early summer. We have ferns and wildflowers coming up all over, along with some irises and various other plants around the yard. The greenhouse won’t get much use this year, as we don’t have seeds and equipment in time to get things started, but next year we’ll be making use of it.
After thirty years in semi-arid Colorado, it’s amazing how green everything is here in the Susitna Valley. There’s a lot more moisture, obviously, what with all the snowfall and the frequency of wet, drippy days. Still, like the old saying about April showers bringing May flowers, in Alaska it may be May showers bringing June flowers but it still holds true. Things are pretty here now but in a few more weeks they’ll be really gorgeous.
There’s always something, though. This shook the house for the better part of a minute. No damage to the Casa de Animal or the surroundings. My reaction to the possibility of future tremors? Worth it.
On To the Links!
Corruption? In New Jersey? Really!?
Nobody’s going to watch your melodrama after you’ve killed off the villain.
What do you expect from a self-professed Socialist who owns three mansions?
Plastic-Driven Sperm Apocalypse May Not Be Nigh. Also: “Plastic-Driven Sperm Apocalypse” would be a great indy rock band name.
A graduate of the Anthony Wiener School of Commercial Airline Pilots.
Here’s the problem with big proposals like this; if it were economically viable, someone would have already done it. If government has to pay for it, we shouldn’t be doing it. This one doesn’t pass the bullshit test.
Speaker Trump? I’d like to see that, just to watch leftist heads explode. Imagine President Biden mumbling and maundering his way through a State of the Union with Donald Trump sitting right behind him. If that wouldn’t bring the lulz, I don’t know what will.
Her Imperial Majesty Hillary I, Dowager Empress of Chappaqua, presents us with the latest in a lifetime of whoppers.
It’s only wrong when Republicans do it.
Chicago continues its ongoing meltdown.
Ever wondered what the hardest language is for English-speakers to learn? Turns out Japanese is one of the toughest, which doesn’t surprise me at all.
Guess which states have the lowest unemployment rates.
The Hunter Biden saga ain’t over yet. Not by a long shot.
This Week’s Idiots:
CNN’s Chris Cillizza is an idiot.
The Week’s Ryan Cooper is an idiot.
CNN’s Eli Zupnick is an idiot.
The Nation’s John Nichols is an idiot.
Heels-Up Harris steps on a rake.
Juan Williams is an idiot. I used to like Juan Williams; he seemed like a guy with principles, as opposed to politics, and I respect people with principles even if I don’t agree with them. But these days Juan seems to have devolved into just another partisan hack. That’s too bad.
Salon‘s Michael Camp is an idiot.
The New York Times’ Charlotte Alter is an idiot.
This “artist” is a con man, and the people who fell for it are all idiots.
This Week’s Cultural Edification:
Very few bands have ever matched the immortal Led Zeppelin. This is one of the greatest of their works, one in fact used to great effect by director Taika Waititi in Marvel’s tongue-in-cheek Thor: Ragnarok.
In 1978 or 79 – the exact year is a little fuzzy at this distance in time – I had the pleasure of seeing Zep live. My buddies and I managed to work our way up pretty close to the stage and at one point were about twenty feet from Robert Plant, who was on stage, hair flying, wailing in his best Seventies rock-band fashion. It was a neat experience. Here’s The Immigrant Song. Enjoy.