Rusty ha-Navi (Rusty the Prophet)
The temperatures went down to 40° last night, making for a cool gray dawn with a gentle breeze adding to the chill. But inside, it is always a tropical 72°, and the coffee maker was wheezing and growling as it strained out its rich, dark brew. I’ll have to wait for it to finish, so I padded down to my ‘studio’ for a glimpse into the world.
Seems that most of my contacts are subdued after the rancorous election. And I have become just as intolerant of the left as they have of the right, so the dividers of people have won me over. But it doesn’t matter. I am just an old fart out in the middle of Nowhere, Texas. A crank. A curmudgeon scanning the newsfeeds and scowling at the stupidity of people who regard themselves as wise. There is no cure for that, it seems.
So I sip and watch a world that is so different than when I was a young man, and marvel. I don’t know what is in store for the next generation, but I am glad I will miss it. It aint gonna be pretty.
So with these crummy Shabbat predictions, the prophet takes another pull on his coffee and wishes you a blessed day of rest
6 thoughts on “Rusty ha-Navi (Rusty the Prophet)”
November 10, 2018 at 11:39 am
yes….I see it getting ugly….except out here on the edge where bullets have no names on them…just willing recipients…
November 10, 2018 at 11:42 am
I think the day will come when living in the sticks won’t be a defense against the demons of group-think.
November 10, 2018 at 4:08 pm
Election results and politics, in general, are something we no longer discuss in my family. Most are liberals while I am not. We are in for recounts: Governor and Senator. Seems the supervisor of elections in Broward County has a history of doing things that should have landed her in prison. Rusty, I’m losing faith and this could be my last time voting. Thank God I don’t live in south Florida!
Someone was interviewed the other night about the Tucker Carlson incident (Antifa showed up at his house). The man being interviewed was asked what he would have done. He made it clear that where he lives most people have guns, and they aren’t afraid to use them. Bravo!
November 11, 2018 at 11:23 am
Yeah … an anonymous rap on my door at night puts the knocker in jeopardy. It would behoove them to move quickly off the verges and out into the street.
November 10, 2018 at 6:03 pm
I’m just going to keep my mouth shut about the election. Once again, as Catherine said, we are enduring the BS down in Broward county. If I think about it, I am going to get really angry and ruin my otherwise good day.
I don’t know why, but I always smile when you say you are a curmudgeon. I like that word, but you are always so nice to me I have a hard time thinking of you as a curmudgeon, much lest a crank 😀
November 11, 2018 at 11:24 am
Cranks and curmudgeons can be charming to the very few people they actually like … 😛
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