In difficult times like these, it’s helpful to look closer to home, at the good things in our lives. Your mileage may vary, but of late I’m taking more and more pleasure in our regained rural lifestyle here in the Great Land. Every morning, walking over to the office requires going outside, rain, snow or shine. We had our first frost last Friday, the leaves are turning, and it’s a great time to be outdoors. And that’s a good thing; every day we breathe the free air of Alaska.
Our most regular visitors at the feeders this time of year, as we are exchanging summer birds for winter birds, are juncos, red-breasted nuthatches and black-capped chickadees. Chickadees are my favorites, and like the nuthatches and juncos they are year-round residents. They seem immune to winter weather in spite of being one-ounce bundles of fluff and feathers, and they punctuate the morning with their cheery calls. I enjoy having them around. Also, we have one nuthatch we call Mr. Noisy, as he keeps up a constant flow of chatter as he flies to and fro, and even as he’s eating. It’s amazing that such tiny creatures can have personalities, but they sure do.
News and politics aren’t everything, True Believers. Sometimes we need to be reminded of that. Relax. Look out the window. Take a deep breath. Things aren’t all bad.
Now that we’re all re-grounded…
On To the Links!
Yes, Biden(‘s handlers) and the generals should be held to account, but we all know they won’t be.
National treasure Dr. Victor Davis Hanson weighs in on the Afghanistan debacle. Always worth the read.
There are reasons they are keeping Heels-Up Harris out of the spotlight. Well, her stupidity, for one.
Biden Will Not Recover. I’ll be mildly surprised if he lasts until the end of the year.
This Week’s Idiots:
Neil Young can fuck right off. Further proof that talent and intelligence aren’t necessarily linked.
This Week’s Cultural Edification:
I think we could all use something cheerful, don’t you?
Paolo Conte is an Italian singer, pianist, composer, and lawyer. I can’t speak for his lawyering but his music is kind of fun; he has a gritty voice, and his music has a distinctly Mediterranean feel to it. You can almost picture yourself seated at a table at Alassio or Levanto, enjoying a glass of white wine, watching the ocean and listening. Not my normal cup of tea, but something I could appreciate, given the chance.
Here, from his 1990 album Parole D’Amore Scritte A Macchina, is the song Happy Feet. Enjoy.