Going Down?

I mostly chose this cartoon of my father's as a fun space-filler since I again didn't have time to do a real post today. But perhaps unsurprisingly (he was my father, after all) I find that the cartoon nicely represents the headspace I'm currently in...

(Ding!) The elevator doors open and people are having screaming arguments about Covid-19.

(Ding!) Joe Biden is making a pilgrimage to a vile sexual predator because he's black and has been granted sainthood by the mass media.

(Ding!) Donald Trump suggests that all of his supporters vote twice.

(Ding!) Nancy Pelosi claims entrapment after she's caught getting her hair done in an illegal environment.

(Ding!) Burning buildings, riots in the streets, yada yada yada.

(Ding!) Oh, boy! A stock market "bloodbath!"

...and on and on and on. Seemingly limitless floors, each with a new annoyance (or worse). Which is why I'm currently standing on the sidelines, taking a look at what those metaphorical elevator doors open to reveal, then watching the doors slide shut again while thinking "maybe I'll take the next one."

In the meanwhile, here's hoping that everyone has a safe and enjoyable Labor Day Weekend!

Or ever, apparently.

Kill The Pig...

I'm letting the cartoon do the talking today, although you can read more about the horrific event at this link.

Maybe It IS Rocket Science

Both the Democrat and Republican national conventions ended with fireworks displays which replicated the excitement, dynamism, and energy of each event. For those who didn't experience either display, just imagine the difference between a wet fart and the 1812 Overture.

And while fireworks certainly don't tell the whole story (especially when the talking heads on mainstream media were wildly offended by seeing the White House used in a political way for the very, very, very first time ever), one candidate is still putting the "fuse" in "confused"...