What’s It Gonna Be?

The Supreme Court ain’t so supreme, of late.

Maybe it has always benefited from a certain undeserved mystique- its members aren’t gods, after all, just human beings tasked with important work. Justices over the years have produced many landmark decisions seemingly based on a sincere and fair treatment of testimony and applicable law, even charting new ground from time to time, especially when it comes to human rights and bodily autonomy.

Lately, though, there seems to be some backsliding. More suspicion, more doubt, more finger pointing in the direction of a hand-picked conservative majority on a mission to, oh, I don’t know, tighten things up, bring us back to a “better” place that pleases straight, white Christians everywhere.

In the midst of the Trump mess, the court seems to not want to stick its neck out and abide by the 14th Amendment provision of forbidding insurrectionists from running for office. Though he hasn’t been accused yet, many know what Trump did and who and what he really is, and how dangerous he has become.

So maybe it comes down to how closely the court adheres to the letter of the law, along with its efforts to reel in the temptation to react to certain public sentiment, and to what many are seeing with their own eyes: Trump running roughshod over, and even making a mockery of certain norms that have long served as guardrails.

Sometimes it looks like nothing can be done to make him go away.

Contrived Nonsense

The Board of Peace. Sounds like an uninspired, throw-away name for something no one should take seriously.

A billion dollars to join, Donald Trump chairman for life? They have extravagant plans for a bombed-to-dust, obliterated Gaza, but do these plans include any consideration of the people who called it home? Or are they on their own, expected to settle for some other shoebox parcel of land in which to eke out an existence?

If there’s anything that symbolizes tone deafness and an amalgamation of questionable intentions, this enterprise is at the top of the list, and just one more reason to believe that Donald Trump should not be in the position he’s in. He should go back to being a self-proclaimed deal maker par excellence, in the private sector, where he’s better suited to apply his dubious “talents” and make promises he can’t keep.

Just… wow

The old man gets bent out of shape pretty easily when he doesn’t get his way. The Supreme Court decision to render invalid a significant portion of all the tariffs Trump has been unilaterally instituting really got under his skin.

A couple things happened afterwards—Trump went ballistic and later instituted more tariffs under a different statute, and opinion of the Court’s decision included a caveat of sorts: there are other high-profile decisions on the docket that will likely be decided in Trump’s favor. So, who knows—maybe this one was a strategic appeasement ahead of Roberts and Co. getting back to giving the man baby what he wants.

Besides, it wasn’t all disappointment for POTUS, especially since he and the EPA were able to relax regulations on mercury emissions and slow-roll closures of 11 coal-burning plants. That oughtta keep his fossil fuel buddies happy for a while.

You’ve still got it, Donald. Twirl that moustache. Nothing like relaxed mercury regulation to bring joy and warmth to that tiny heart of yours.

The Usual Suspects

Daily writing prompt
Who are your favorite people to be around?

I could make something up about needing to surround myself with people who push and challenge me and make me the best I can possibly be, but that would be overkill and a lie. I like being around people who I feel comfortable being around– people who make me laugh, who bring out the kid in me, who listen if I need to explain something I’m feeling or something I have a question about, who I can share a meal or a beer with and shoot the breeze about deep and mundane things. Or just sit in silence.

So, my wife and other members of the family, and a couple college friends.

Sustainable?

I know there is an increasing fear that at some point, we’ll look out our windows and all we’ll be able to see are data centers in any direction. Companies are gobbling up land like crazy, or trying to, and there is something about this mad rush that might have many justifiably wondering who’s going to help us with rising electricity costs, or if this whole enterprise won’t end up being the next bubble to burst.

Maybe there is some rational middle course that includes the understanding that when used properly and judiciously, in search of solutions to problems and dilemmas we face in daily life, artificial intelligence will be an amazing tool at our disposal 24/7.

The other day, Chat GPT and I worked through a problem we had here at the house. I presented a detailed explanation of what was going on, Chat took a couple of seconds to analyze and evaluate, and then offered up several informed and well-reasoned possibilities for why the door on our new shed wouldn’t open. It also gave me several possible solutions, and the first one I tried… worked.

It remains to be seen if current and future investments in the technology will be worth the astronomical costs, and if the technology won’t be co-opted by bad players– which seems almost inevitable. Still, whether we acknowledge it or not, AI is already here, and if we don’t invest, someone else likely will.

A Final Straw?

It’s funny, in an unfunny way, that in a lot of places besides here in the U.S. there are consequences for an association with Jeffrey Epstein. Prince Andrew is now arrested, others are losing their jobs or stepping down, of their own accord.

But not here, for the most part. Here in the land of the questionably free and home of the conveniently brave, it’s still all about cover-up, downplaying, and outright lying. It’s not surprising, given the whole scene here in America, with a criminal at the helm and a bunch of kowtowing sad sacks always at the ready to make his every wish their command.

Still, it’s enough to make one wonder how much longer before it all catches up with him. We should be on the lookout for the next great distraction. Such a fantastic distraction, only the best.

They’ve Served Me Well

Daily writing prompt
Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you.

Probably a pair of Hoka Bondi 8s– lots of cushioning, very comfortable. I’m not sure where they’ve taken me, but I’ve worn them on many walks around the neighborhoods, and probably on trips to New England and Colorado. They’re now my work pair– the ones I wear when I’m working on anything inside or out, including snow shoveling.

This is what happens after I have a pair for a certain amount of time. They move along in the rotation to make room for a newer pair and eventually find their way to the trash barrel, after a ritual and Kondoesque acknowledgment of their usefulness.

Shake-up?

The stench is strong of being played, being lied to, and maybe, finally, people will have had enough.

If we’re lucky, the Epstein files won’t go away, and Trump will finally be forced to create a distraction so repulsive and ill-advised that he turns some of his staunchest supporters against him. The only problem with such a development is that there will be plenty of decay left around the tooth. Will JD Vance step in? Will Stephen Miller take on an even more high-profile role? Can something this seismic unfold before the mid-terms? What new faces will emerge from the shadows?

The infection is poised to spread, even after the current Instigator-in-Chief and loudest mouth exits the scene.

Of course, nothing will change without help from Republicans who decide not to sell their souls.

Some Discipline

Daily writing prompt
Write about your approach to budgeting.

We’ve worked with a budget mindset, but only in the broadest sense. There has never been a formal plan, one where we sit down on a regular basis and talk things over or chart things out. Somehow, we made it through all the years of paying too high a percentage of monthly income on a mortgage, but not without occasional animated discussions and frayed nerves.

Budgeting has always been my Achilles heel, much to my wife’s chagrin. I understand the wisdom of it, I guess, along with the importance of saving for a rainy day, but I’ve never really taken it to heart. Fortunately, I had a built-in savings plan during my years in the ministry, with money being set aside for a pension, along with what had accrued in the way of a monthly Social Security benefit. If my retirement had been solely dependent on disciplined personal savings, we would be in trouble. Or I’d still be working.

As things stand now, and perhaps all along, I have lived with a sort of financial radar, some level of awareness regarding our financial limitations, or what we have to work with on a monthly basis. I pay attention to income v. expenses, but I will always be dealing with an inner voice that’s grown from a whisper to something more audible: “You only live once, and you’re not getting any younger.”

To be honest, I’ve always lived with a mix of selfishness and throwing caution to the wind, when it comes to things fiscal.

C’mon

The circus that has become the Guthrie investigation is grating on my one remaining nerve.

After 2+ weeks, how can there still be such a dearth of information? Is this some new brand of kidnapping scheme that has the investigators scratching their heads and looking and sounding like a bunch of rookies? All that’s happened is that networks are covering the story ad nauseum, and any crook with nefarious intent can tune in to get a few pointers from all the experts and pundits who are only too happy to delve into tips and tricks and the minutiae of CSI. And, I hate to even go here, but is the Trump administration slow-rolling the investigation because it’s a fantastic diversion from the Epstein files and backlash from the ICE debacle?

Like I said, I hate to go there. But there’s something about the lack of progress and drawn-out nature of this that isn’t sitting right, especially given who’s currently operating the levers of power.