Thursday, December 3, 2020

not caring about the spoils, mayhap.

 To have conquered oneself, one's own attorney general, is true success.  The rest of the world fleets away into the stillness of their own, while one has his own stillness, in a quietened, contented spirit.


Or better yet, to have conquered oneself, the rest of the world is opened, but by then, is it not wanted for additional summer cottages or industrial customer client states.  Something to be experienced, but not one jot caring of ownership.



Hurt butt not that the butt has been hurt, especially when it hasn't.  Use the force of your will to create the voter fraud that you wanted, that you espoused publically.  Will it, Riggs.


That's what Murtaugh said.  They had fought with Jet Lee and then Riggs had fallen in the water.  From above, on the decking, Murtaugh shouted with all his self, "Will it, Riggs!"


I notice that one of my religious channels has debuted a new show about politics, and I'm grinding my teeth just thinking of that.  And deciding never to watch, the "real news", which is inevitably just the "other side" screaming, like someone in Cheraw told me, that when they sound mad, they must be telling the truth.


No, I say.  Not a bit.


But John the Apostle said even in his day, there were anti-Christs about.  And you know what an anti-Christ probably does?  Sit around deciding how to influence public opinion.  And maybe that's a kind of passion, or a financial interest, holding advertisers and so forth.


Maybe play some golf.  Six thousand dollar flowers in motel rooms that have bed bugs.


I mean.  Really.  Does anybody care?  Somebody is gonna be President, and what I'm not going to do is let it mess with my calm.  I will continue now to pick out policy bits to shoot on and not stupidly back any of these broken party menus, their little lists of ideas, the "platform".  Social freedom+fiscal dickering paired-off against social restrictions+free markets, and all claiming to be the soul of freedom, all the while, disagreements benaggling, combobulating and perspicating.



Social Traditionalists versus Socialists.  David Barton versus Oprah Winfrey.  I'd go Libertarian, and wait until they've all put each other safely behind bars.


Another govt thing to butthurt about.  Voter ID in South Carolina.


Point one: Voting is a RIGHT.  Driving, or having a state DOT issued id card is currently a PRIVELEGE.


Point two: This is one of the biggest counties in the state.  Some people have to drive at least 25 miles to the nearest highway department to procure one of those ID cards.


How about automatic voter registration?  Registered automatically on receipt of turning 18 years old?


Any hurdle between the eligible citizen and his ballot is VOTER SUPRESSION.



Meanwhile, Riggs is trying to dislocate his shoulder, so he can free himself from the dock debris.  Up top, Murtaugh "senses" something from Riggs, like Riggs "willed it" to Murtaugh, and Murtaugh comes down and frees him, his friend.


His white, insane friend.  The loose canon.  The turd that won't exit the pants leg.


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