Dr. D., today's guest wizard at The Automatic Earth via Raul Ilargi Meijer
"I fear with the present madness it’s just de rigor to 1) label people as something they’re not, even the OPPOSITE of what they are, 2) furiously fight that strawman and 3) not care. I have no explanation for it, but there are times and tides in the affairs of men (as Shakespeare would say) which flood you out and cost a fortune. …Or something like that." and so forth.
Also:
"But I suspect the additional energy flooding into all men gives them a very hard time, hyping them up, and those who don’t know how to shed and direct the energy appropriately — which is most of us — become manic and unthinking, and to some extent collectively go mad. As events on the ground direct them, so it can be channeled into grandeur, like the industrial revolution, or into a suicidal bloodbath like Jacobin France.
"We appear to desire the latter right now, where the most astonishing, easily falsifiable accusations are made, and followed through just as thoughtlessly by the mob. They attack and hang one man one day, then the next his accuser comes under scrutiny and is hanged in turn, yet no one makes a call to sense and order, but rather to more ghosts, more bogymen, and more panic that chases them in turn like the devil of Sir Thomas More. …Thankfully merely murder-by-reputation so far, but it would be shocking indeed if that lasted long."
Dr.D. has a way with wise words.
Today's quasi-relevant song:
Kinda Brings to Mind Old Young King Tut
Not just any "washing miracle", but a "new washing miracle"! And not just an ocean but "oceans" of suds!
And we all know how women feel about things of a "giant economy size".
That said, her hair is awesome, her house dress glows like blue sky through a grape arbor's leaves, and her nails and lipstick are a wonder.
Outside, Dad practices his sturdy but avuncular grin with a pipestem as placeholder and puffs smoke like fractal subconscious dialog boxes where he thinks to himself just how much he really loves mowing the lawn while reading the newspaper...
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