Adrift

Is it just me, or does everyone else think things have come to a complete standstill? Maybe it’s just because of the three day holiday. Is there still a “war” in Iraq? Is there still a contest between Obama and Clinton for the Democratic nomination? Is anything happening at all, anywhere in the world, except Memorial Day Parades? As much as I dislike Sundays, they are nowhere near as bad as three day holidays.

One thing that seems to be happening, thanks to Hillary, is that everyone now has assassination on their mind. I’m sure that many people, like myself, had a suspicion that Obama might be a candidate for assassination if for no other reason than he is (part) black. But Hillary’s faux pas appears to have brought it much more into the light of day. Fox news apparently thinks it’s a great idea. Others are writing about it, wondering about the adequacy of his safety precautions and etc. So thanks, Hillary, you certainly planted the seed in everyone’s mind, or at least nurtured it along. If I were Obama I wouldn‘t let you near the White House, or Bill either. At this point does anyone really care what people in Puerto Rico, Montano, or South Dakota think about the candidates? Let’s get it over with, PLEASE. Bill and Hillary, presumably the consummate political strategists, certainly screwed this one up. Why don’t they just retire with their millions? Maybe they could join their friends, the Bushes, in Paraguay.

I am amazed at the continuing amount of support there is for Ron Paul. Interestingly, in Seattle it seems to be more among young people whereas here it seems to be the elderly. And according to our local Spokane paper there is a great deal of support there as well. I guess they are going to press their case at the coming convention. I can’t see anything much coming from it. Strange that so many people seem to want to return to the 19th century.

An absolutely gorgeous, comfortable day today here at Sandpile (er. Sandhill). We worked almost all day in the garden and maybe if we’re lucky we’ll have a good one this year (the weather here can be fickle). The deer continue to outsmart me at every turn. They are already in the orchard. Nothing I do seems to work. Do scarecrows work on deer as well as on birds?

Perhaps thing will return to normal tomorrow (whatever normal is in the current madness that seems to have engulfed us). I love Tanka poems, but there are very few truly good ones.

LKBIQ:
“A drizzly day,
with yellow leaves pasted
to wet black pavement—
Returning the library books
she left behind…”

Larry Kimmel