Oh here we go again with the snarky little railings - the flying pasta monster and such.

Little pot-shots from the same clay-potties, who insist the Lord doesn't exist.  Well then, why the relentless bellyaching and name-calling?  Of course, the answer to that question is found in Romans 1.  

It all boils down to bad old-fashioned contempt for authority.  Have to wonder what it's like to have to work with these railer-types.  Heaven help their boss, bet that poor guy or gal is eating Tums...by the tube.

Yeah, bosses throw work at people - people who already have a full in-bin.  Bosses are like that.  So, brought the thing home - yikes!  But thankful to have a job, one that pays enough to keep the lights on, food in the frig (nothing fancy, but it's nutritious) and gas in the vehicle.

That's another thing the Bible details - scoffers are an unthankful bunch, and they (spiritually and physically) behave in a  parasitic manner.

Why do i even bother reading the "news?" (Guess i'll never learn :/) Last night read an article that came up in the trough - and of course,

it was of a liEberal slant.  Complete with fanged-phrases like "republicans refusing to wear masks"... as if only republicans won't put on their masks.  Another phrase was almost laughable: it goes something like, they're (repubs) to mmeeee (of course) "smaller people."  And here's the big surprise, kiddies:  the article was written by somebody named "Heather."

Women get so emotional.  And then (still) wonder why they (still) hit hard against the glass ceiling.

Oh wait a sec, maybe "Heather" is actually a man...can't be to sure these days.  And yeah, could do a search for Heather's bio and maybe there would be a picture.  But what's that going to prove?  So much deception going on.  Was listening to a sermon (sermonaudio.com) last night, and the preacher was going on about folks not researching.  And yeah, man has a point about the societal-wide shrinkage of concentration span and all, but when you're asking if the article/back-up documentation is even partially true?  Yep, when yer asking those kinds of questions, you've been had.

So, at the end (or start) of the day, if i want to read what's actually True, i'll read a chapter from the King James Bible.

So, with the smug, invalidating, snarkyiness coming from the left, am experiencing a push to the extreme right.

There's only one thing that's keeping me on reasonably firm ground.  Yep, you guessed it!  The Word (Bible).  While the right is broad-brushed, (while the left can do no wrong...yeah, ask the guy whose pizza shop got torched last summer)  there are a few factions, here and there, where certain accusations are valid - those factions, some of whom, may wave Bibles all the day long, but racism is nothing but worship of the evolution god - uh, no thanks!

But the gale picks up at times...serves me right for reading news - it's all emotionally charged; attn: pms drama queens, call your office.  Just a few hours ago...ugh, don't like that ROC one bit - for starters (but there's more) a few months ago, that (bully)  look on her face...the same, (almost) exact look on the face of a certain distant neighbor; talk about steering way clear, that person is scary - and, oh yeah, the really negative energy coming off that distant neighbor was thick.

Didn't watch the election results - tv $ub$cription$? No thanks. But my co-worker, who has various amenities, did watch the numbers

from the comfort of her warm, lovely livingroom.  While i had, all along, believed there was some jittery-pokery going on with those numbers, what she said yesterday, resonated.  She said that Donald Trump was ahead, and then things rather suddenly had changed.  

During election days past, the final count was completed by the next morning - if not before,  but many of us had work or school the next day, so staying up past 11pm wasn't an option.  

This past election, there were issues...evidently.  Yep, i was naive enough to believe mail-in ballots were okay.  Mine had come to the house a few weeks prior to voting day.  It sat on my desk for about a week; was debating, do mail-vote or go to the polls...only to find no parking, and not really able to see where i'm going (like last election) on that dark road that goes by the township building.  So, opted to mail-in.  Being this area is civilized, and so had assumed it was properly counted.  But not all communities are inhabited by (mostly) stable people.  

The other thing that raised my suspicions is: (presidential) elections are major things, and alot of people were questioning if the count was legit.  The supreme court totally INVALIDATED these questions.  Red flag!

i get a bit perturbed when the "multiply" is accentuated, while the "fruitful" is (typically) ignored.

In the Bible, on like page two, the two terms are introduced - "fruitful" comes first.  No Bible scholar, but have heard of the "law of first mention."  Sounds to me (for whatever that's worth) like getting a job, saving up, building a house - one with enough rooms, where the half-dozen kiddos can move around...can do their studies, can play without tripping over things  - things including space heater(s).   Speaking of space-heaters, they need like three clutter-free feet.  

Also get a bit sideways whenever the quiver-full faction launches their batch of emotionally charged accusations...ya know, we spoiled Americans love our drywall, love our stuff - and do not want to leave our comfort zone.  Uh, guys, welcome to the human condition.  

Funny, not really, but the quiver-full sardine-cannery folks seem to have forgotten that the same Bible nowhere condemns a man and wife mutually agreeing to take (separate) cold showers at a certain time of the month, for reasons including high heating bills and (covid) cuts in work hours.  It's about being realistic, grown up and providing for the three kids who need things, things like winter coats (that don't smell funny) and shoes (that won't mess up their feet).  

That same Bible, by the way, warns against getting into debt...with passages like, the borrower being a servant to the lender.  Anyone with any sense knows that it doesn't take $800 cell-phones and tattoo visits to end up with debt - all's it takes is an unplanned repair expense (either the furnace, you  or both) to start that hard-to-get-out-off regress.  

The quiver-fulls could stand to birth some compassion...ya think?

Election days past. Through the almost 27 years my late husband and i were married, every election day,

except for 2016, i'd ask him the same old question: "okay honey, which jerk do i vote for?"   He knew more about politics than i, and frankly, except for the 2016, neither did i care who was in office.  We both were for Donald Trump, so there was no need for those, "hey honey..." questions.  Honey passed in 2018, a week shy of election day, and it's no big wonder why who to vote for was simply not on my radar - never mind, it never really was.  Politicians are politicians.

It wasn't until about last summer that the upcoming election began to matter.  Basically, what woke me from a lifetime of political agnosticism was the downright hateful drivel coming from the boomer blogs.  These blogs, of course, are written by people who are around my age.  And yeah, i get it, not everybody cares to vote for the same guy.  That's okay, but the dern nasty rhetoric (of which liberals are so talented) all's that did was set off the alarm clock.

Gives new meaning to "woke."  

More like, restores a legit definition.  Yeah, that's another issue - how LIEberals get their cookies off by ripping off the language.  "Woke" can mean, freaky-people-need-to-grow-up-and-get-ta-work.  Speaking of...time to get ready.

No math whiz, but 400 thousand divided into some 330 million

comes to like a sixth of one percent - certainly less, alot less than one percent.  And frankly, most of that 400 thousand had one foot on a banana peel to begin with.  Long before covid, we kept a distance from gram if we had a sniffle - catching a cold could have landed her in the hospital, if not the funeral parlor.  Yeah, toward the end, gram was so weak, she couldn't even walk outside to get her mail.  

Just heard a sermon where the KJB preacher posed the following observation/question:  Why aren't we informed every five days of the total of alcohol related deaths?  He, of course, was referring to the despair of millions who, because of the lockdowns, are out of work and unable to meet their financial obligations.  

So easy for boomers, living comfortable retirements in houses paid off - driving cars the same - to advertise (to their fellow snooty-tooties) having shed a tear upon remotely visiting the recent covid memorial.  

Before covid was even a word, would check out the stats - like one out of six or seven adults was seriously struggling to pay his or her basic expenses.  The fancy word is "food insecurity."  Can only guess the ratio is significantly closer.  All's i know is:  this needless lock down (a jailhouse term) has compelled a step up on the putting in the plate (if that isn't a work of the Lord, then am totally clueless).  

And yeah, i get it.  Covid is real, and it's nasty - it can rip your lungs to shreds.   But disallowing people to visit gramps - who's stuck in that nursing home, and really lonely...uhm, there's masks, and keeping a distance.  Masks aren't a 100% guarantee, but they keep down the spread.  

Life is risky, yeah!  So what do we do?  Hide in our rooms, behind 'puter screens?  And whine because the uber driver was 15 minutes late, and the (also overworked/underpaid) restaurant people forgot the little packet of balsamic dressing.  So boomer...bluuck.