It Suits Today the Meek and Base

The other day I was watching a financial news report and saw a great big red flag (Chinese) flying in front of the New York Stock Exchange.

Probably not one person in ten who saw that image even noticed the irony.

A socialist of, say, 1908, if granted a millennial vision of the future, would have drawn all the wrong conclusions.

George Orwell, though, would have recognized the final scene of Animal Farm.

BTW, have any of you seen the British comic strip "Maggie's Farm", in which a human (well, zombie) manager is hired for the dilapidated Animal Farm? She remains puzzled by why production continues to fall, in spite of strictly observed taxidermist policies, although she is pleased by the reduced costs....

Anyway, it's a strange old world, isn't it?

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Yes, it is."\\

My Father is Not a Mennonite

He's just staying at their home.

He has a massive infection, caused by the indwelling catheter he was wearing due to complications of his spinal injury, and is now in the fourth week of a 6-8 week program of intravenous antibiotics, every four hours.

That requires him to live at the Mennonite Home until he is done with his every-four-hours infusions. The unfamiliar surroundings add to the confusion caused by his infection, which adds to the confusion caused by his stroke.

It helps if there is someone at his bedside to help re-orient him when he starts thinking that he needs to hurry to OSU to look after his Psychology students, or to the church to look after his Vacation Bible School kids, or to the airbase to report for duty.

Mom is doing most of that. I fill in for her in the evenings. It is wearing me out, and I hate to think what it is doing to Mom.

Just on top of everything else....

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "You do what you gotta."\\

Naughty Sarah

Sarah Palin is wearing Naughty Monkey shoes.

At least she forwent the Quickie, the Nookie and the Bonk Her in favor of the Double Dare, but even so, talk about raising issues of judgment....

Presumably Naughty Moose hip waders were not available in her size.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "John, I understand that you are under a lot of stress, but really...."\\

The End of the Story, Epilogue

Then again, maybe Kathe and I do have a future together after all.

We'll see.

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "Only time will tell."\\

Is There a Way?

I have always said, "There is a way", but what if there isn't?

Perhaps I have put myself in a position from which there is no honorable way to move, no way to avoid a choice that breaks the heart of at least one person I would rather die than hurt.

But to choose death myself would only cause still more pain than any choice I can make. So what then?

//The Magic Eight-Ball says, "I have no idea at all."\\