MEANWHILE - BACK IN JUNE GLOOM

As you will note we jumped from December to June just like that, as we are wont to do. Of course on the national front there is still that British Petroleum oil slick that casts a pall over the Gulf, as well as our national psyche. But on the local front my TV going on the fritz, apparently for good, last Thursday, casts a pall over my personal life. As you know the summer is riddled with one yest anniversary flash points, if you will. The first was the chaos that ensued going digital on TV stations last June 12th. The second date is June 16th. on a Tuesday when my internet went out for nearly a month and was not restored till July 13th. So Bastille Day was a good day for me. The next date is July 4th. when my Mom just wanted us to "visit this place she was thinking about" among so many places she had been thinking about. It was said by family members she just liked being invited out to lunch by other old ladies all the time. But before the day was out it was like they were having a fire sale and everything had to be moved out of their house. The next date is one week later, July 11th. This was a funeral of a relative, but also featured a lot more moving furniture. The next date was in late July when my computer was in the shop, this time to have the hard drive cleared of viruses, and to have two new anti virus programs instilled. Then we have Saturday August first- - - you don't want me to go on, do you, because the news never seems to get better. Weather wise, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday qualified as "June gloom". Yesterday the sun came out at two, and today the sun was out mid day and the temperatures are a little warmer. But I'm in a June gloom state of mind.

They have some new kind of wood product they refer to as "real wood" because you can do anything with it you can do with real wood, like saw it, plane it, varnish it, ect. But it doesn't burn because it has minute particles of glass embedded in it. Don't ask me how they do that but if it catches on we'll really have something. And there aren't any "dangerous chemicals" in the product as there are with these pressed wood products. Some people say the internet is dumbing us down. A few think it is making us smarter. From what I have observed of the younger generation they appear to be maturing early and seem years of where we were in the early school and pre school years. Of course that sixteen year old Abbey got pretty far with her attempt to sail around the world before she ran into a bad storm in the Indian Ocean that knocked her sailing mast down, and a fishing boat picked her up. I heard she'll have to spend the next two weeks with the work crew, fishing. Some say the internet feeds our attention deficet disorder. I think more than ever we need courses in independent thinking. And also programs that encourage getting outdoors and manual dexterity are excellent for the young.

There is a raft of people calling themselves the Messiah, the Son of God. There is one Russian candidate in Syberia, who fills the bill and has long hair. There is a joker in Britain who also claims the title of the Son of God. However nobody believes him. He has no followers so is kind of an easy to ignore nut case. Then there is that man in the Philipines. Just between you and me Christians from that part of the world bother me. You know, from South Korea or Tiwhan or the Philipines. They all seem to wound up and emphatic and self obsessed. This guy lives in this Garden of Eden compound - and it's the height of honor to be chosen as one of the people who gets to personally fan him with a big fan, because you get to enter the compound. And finally we have Jesus Christ of KFI. Today Jesus wanted to remind us of the dangers of moral relativism. You know something that will turn you into a moral relativist quickly- - - getting the crap kicked out of you in a dark alley. Till then we all like to think we alone have the perfect Truth. Jesus reminds us that he has followers world wide on the internet, and that his radio program is nationally syndicated. I didn't know that but now I feel better about bashing him so much, because at least now people know who I'm talking about. But how do you Google a man like that, who doesn't even use his own name? Chuck Smith says he won't even read a letter that isn't at least signed in long hand. Any number of ways occur to knock him off his pedistal. You could say "Being the son of God you can't lie. Now tell me- - - have you ever made love to a woman?" That one will nail him quickly as a fraud. But a more obvious means of discrediting him is right in the Bible where it ways "If any one says says behold he is out in the desert- - or he is in the secret chamber- - - don't believe him". Untill Jesus of KFI can fake a really great thunder storm, he's toast and he knows it. And since Jesus is an absolutist he'll appreciate that the Bible does not qualify the statement with things like "But this doesn't apply if you're only pretending".

Could Sarah Palin be running for President after all??? She appears to want to be the "mother grizzly" to all the baby grizzlies out there- - who won last Tuesday, many of them women. Some say she just looks to where a crowd is rushing and runs to get in front of it and claims to be their leader. Sarah wants to somehow take credit for all of last Tuesday's victories. She really is a piece of work, isn't she. She's trying to prove she's politically smart. Of course perhaps the perfect running mate for her is Minnisota's governor, Tim Pollente. They have a ready made slogan of "The Perfect Political Marriage consists of One Man and One Woman". Maybe Pollente can show Sarah his "big shtick". Sarah has already proven she lacks the discipline to actually hold political office but that doesn't bother anybody. Just like it doesn't bother anybody that the Republican Senate mominee- - has actually exported more jobs to China and India than the rest of us can imagine- - at her post with H P. And of course her colleague running for Governor of California spent money like a drunken sailor and is trying to convince the people she's really spartan, like Jerry Brown, who drives around in an old Plymouth and sleeps on a mat on the floor. I think tat Jerry Brown is going to make mince meat out of Meg Whitman, that is if she ever decides she's brave enough to face Jerry Brown in a debate.