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.

Embodied Embarrassment

“White House and Trump mock Canada over Team USA’s Olympic ice hockey win.”

It’s the latest headline from TIME Magazine.

Sorry, rest of the world. We appear to be suffering through a rough patch here in America, where the President and those around him continue their descent into unrivaled tone deafness and the behavior of spoiled two-year-olds. They enjoy kicking people when they’re down and, in general, acting like they’re in a really bad reality TV show– something akin to the one in which the ring leader used  to “star,” except with more dire consequences.

We’ll continue our efforts to remove this cancer from our midst, though he will make every effort to thwart such an eventuality. Pretty ugly stuff.

A heads up– don’t bother tuning in for the State of the Union address tomorrow night. You already know how that’s gonna go. He’ll be threatening somebody, spewing darkness, and spinning all the hits for his favorite voting bloc.

Notes To Self

Daily writing prompt
What advice would you give to your teenage self?

Don’t waste a minute worried about the bullies who pushed you into lockers– they have their own issues and might have reached the height of their power and influence already, in high school.

Read between the lines of the cynicism and nostalgia and pay attention to the practical advice given by your elders. Learn about money management and property values, practice piano and guitar to the point of proficiency. Pay attention to politics, develop a knack for detecting BS.

Learn your way around a lathe, and a woodshop in general. Don’t go to college unless you have some semblance of a plan for what comes afterwards. Value every minute you get to spend with family and friends. Be endlessly curious, exercise regularly, don’t eat junk, believe in yourself, and find a good therapist.

Don’t fear failure.

And don’t get discouraged– the love of a good woman is in the cards.

Tedium

Daily writing prompt
What bores you?

Advertising on commercial television, contrived conversation uttered to fill a silence, most political debates during campaign season, just about any statement from any member of the Trump administration, which is often both boring and rage-inducing.

An insistence on self-actualization, being all you can be; winter, at this point; and sorting through boxes in the basement.

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 has little intention to keep.

Of course, that eventuality would open him to further indictments and criminal litigation, so… so much for that. He must figure he’s safer where he’s at, even as he tries to tear it all down.

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 have a good chance of being 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.

To paraphrase Ham Porter, you’re killing us, Donald.

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.