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Anything else, at this point, is speculation, and we’re not supposed to comment until the facts are known. Well, the further I get from the long arm of the Air Force, the less I’m inclined to observe the pieties, so I’m just gonna jump in the speculation canal with both feet. Up to my neck.
Twitter was going downhill before Elon Musk bought it. I can’t put a finger on why, but it felt to me as if some of the spirit had leaked out of it. It was becoming less collegial, more angry. Maybe that’s the fate of any social media platform … as more and more climb aboard, […]
The dogs get me up at oh-five-hundred hours every day. I let them out back to do their business, then pad into the kitchen to prepare their breakfast. As I filled their bowls with kibble yesterday, I remembered the coronation and turned on the TV to watch. Good on you, Charles, king at last. And you too, Camilla.
I grew up around nasty bigots like Greg Abbott. They filled the pews of the Southern Baptist churches my mother dragged me to. They are the reason I’m an atheist today.
I don’t know how you all feel about re-watching things on TV, but we do a lot of it.
This morning I looked up shiggy in the Urban Dictionary. Turns out I was pretty close.
The difference I speak of is the level of noise in our house, which has gone from Fast & Furious in Dolby Surround Sound to distant birds chirping in trees on the far side of an alpine meadow.
How many armed homeowners, hearing strange noises late at night, have wound up killing or maiming their own children and spouses? I bet more than a few.