It's hard in this era of endlessly recycled news to come up with anything really new but I'll give it the old college try. Washington's Blog has an excellent history of ISIS and I recommend you people read that. It's extensive but best of all it's free. It's like the material was originally part of a book or something. I find Washington's blog's views on the whole ISIS question intriguing. Washington's blog blames Turkey entirely for the downing of that Russian bomber jet in the process of making a run over ISIS. We also had reinforced that there ARE no such things as "Moderate Rebels" that John Mc Cain talked so much about so glowingly two years ago. Shawn Hannity makes the repeated mistake (accidentally - on purpose) of referring to that "red line in the sand" that President Obama drew in late summer 2013 as somehow being related to ISIS. It was the Republicans themselves who refused to back the president up in any action he wanted to take against Assad of Syria. The red line pertained to President Assad and not ISIS at all, who was not even known by name yet. All John Mc Cain told us that there were "moderate rebels" who somehow we should support. He had himself photographed with some Rebels that later turned out to be members of ISIS.
That stand-in guy who
really is from Chicago was on instead of Norman Goldman but at least he was
live. There were disruptive protestors
in Chicago keeping patrons from shopping on Black Friday, and for that matter,
all weekend. They would form a human chain
in front of the stores blocking people from coming in but some stores let
customers in a back enterence to get around that problem. I don’t understand all this stuff about
unplugging PA equipment when various ministers began to speak. All the host could say is “The young people
don’t put up with that sort of nonsense”.
One caller had a good point.
These are radically different times from the 1960’s and ‘70’s when
political protests actually worked and needed legislation got passed. Today they don’t care. The media won’t cover it. And all that’s likely to happen from these
store protestors is that the businesses will hire on extra police protection so
that shopping proceeds unencumbered. The
host wasn’t buying that argument. I seem
to have heartburn today or something in my throat. It’s a burning sensation that’s
lingering. My smoking luck improved a
bit when Richard gave me a long short and then Glenda also gave me a long short
of the same brand of menthol cigarette.
I was the last to go in. We had
meatloaf tonight in a more generous portion.
We had cut up potato chunks and mixed vegetables. We had yogurt for dessert. Then Dora came by with seconds on meatloaf. No cigarettes afterward.
I
had Bill Carol on over the noon hour. He
kept alluding to some new kind of contact lenses that work just as good as
surgery. There was this one Hollywood celebrity
who has a reputation of “hating cops”.
In terms of Days of our Lives, Abigail has been gone for weeks now and
neither Jennifer nor Jack Junior has expressed one word of concern about her,
only Chad. Belle and Claire are too
close in age to be mother and daughter.
They look more like sisters. They’ve
located the town that Abigail has been taken to and know about the midwife who
has been seen. Now Benjamin wants to
take wife and son far away but at least has enough sense not to leave in the
middle of a snowstorm at night.
Paul and Judy were
already here at 10:25 or sooner when she called. I went down and we headed to Moms. There was virtually no talk about politics
this entire trip. They said Mom would be
waiting out front. Well we did park the
car and walked in the building and Paul pointed out all the extensive
remodeling they’d done. They have a
whole new sitting room with a blazing fireplace and everything. Mom was worried by kissing her I was giving
her my cold. I said I’d been feeling
“under the weather” and out of sorts and my appetite is down. There was smoke billowing from the direction
of Marie Calendar pies but the smoke was abaiting. We got there about five after eleven. [name] and Wendy were already there. Wendy sure looked skinny and extra tall. I learned very little about what’s going on
in her life. I was assigned to hold
Mom’s hand as we entered and exited. We
were escorted to a table in the back and they had to put two square tables
together. I decided on the Ortega
chicken sandwich with avocado and a bit chili pepper. Mom got a bacon and turkey sandwich that kept
falling apart, and she kept saying she didn’t like the soup because the broth
was too thin and too spicy. We had the
sweet corn bread and I had at least two pieces.
I didn’t know the bread was complementary. I had two and a half cups of coffee and [name]’s
coffee count was just a hair under that.
I was surprised how quickly we
departed there. It was only five or so
minutes after twelve. We decided to go
to Mom’s because Wendy hadn’t seen her place.
Wendy thought it was roomier when actually it’s smaller than her other
one. We talked a lot about family
memories including We talked a lot about Grandpa
and Grandma, and that electric cart Grandpa used to transport the eggs in. The Flinn Springs turn-off is hard to miss
because Flinn Springs is kind of just a dot of a town on the map anyhow, as Mom
states. Mom had her memory lapse problems
and recited all of her woes to Wendy, who calmly refuted them. I weighed myself and it was just below 160
but the scale was dancing around because I was shakey. They lent me one of the two books on
Autism. Judy wasn’t feeling well so
about ten to two we left, a move I had mixed feelings about. But I wanted to give Judy back her Star Wars
novel because I’ve been promising it to her for months because I admitted I
never got through it.
Last night I had a
nightmare that I was in a house with roommates- - Christian, I guess. And they were spouting scripture at me and I
was spouting scripture right back at then by way of counter argument. I had this big chest thing with a wooden lid
where I kept all these VHS video tapes of videos of Heavy Metal Bands such as
ACDC, Motley Crue, and Metallica. And
this one roommate lifts up the lid and uses this huge vacuum thing hose with
some rotor rooter equipment he’d brought in and there were these horrible
grinding noises- - - and a bunch of water and debris was flushed into the sewer
system. I lifted up the lid all the way
and all of the VHS tapes were gone and I was screaming at the guy how he was
going to get sued by me and I’d see him in court. Even when I woke from this nightmare the
thing still seemed real to me like it had actually happened. In the dream I wanted to report him to
somebody but suddenly I couldn’t remember his name even though I knew it
well. I began asking others questions
about his character. When I woke up it
was twelve thirty or something and I went back to sleep and next thing I knew
it was 5:43 by the digital clock and about time to get up. But there were no cigarettes to be had. I got my medication from Tom and turned on
the TV and watched whatever - - .


