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.

A Non-issue, Apparently

So, there was not much talk of election fraud after Trump won in 2024. Is it because he won, as opposed to losing? Is it because the fraud was negligible, the margin was fairly robust—2 million votes or so—or because Democrats took the high road and refused to follow the script Trump usually rolls out after an election he lost?

I’ve heard a few whispers since then, but nothing that would amount to a growing concern. The results were tabulated without much fanfare, and the country proceeded to gird its loins in preparation for four more years of Trumpian “brilliance.” It’s been a joyride ever since.

One win after another. So much winning. We’re exhausted from all the winning.

Dry As A Bone

Do we have the right people in place at the U.S Bureau of Reclamation to tend to the current situation at Lake Mead and Hoover Dam? Is there anyone awake there who gives a shit?

I realize that this is a simmering disaster in the making due in part to 25 years of drought and an ungodly level of demand downstream. I can’t help but think, though, that no one in this current administration even knows how to address the looming disaster or even cares that it’s happening. It’s just another thing to add to the long list of time bombs and items to neglect.

Of course, maybe someone could have seen the writing on the wall, as millions of people poured into a desert and thought it would be a good place to put down roots.

Pullin’ the Wool?

Will AI be the downfall of many a 9 to 5? Will machines replace humans on a large enough scale to force a re-imagining of what it means to earn a paycheck? It seems this is the fear.

I believe Elon Musk has even suggested a guaranteed monthly income in lieu of an hourly wage, some sort of major restructuring of how we think about work, or the lack thereof, and what we’d do with all the resulting free time.

I guess what I’d like to know is if this is shaping up to be a major cart-before-the-horse event. An imaginative and powerful group of entrepreneurs develops a groundbreaking technology that is highly sophisticated and potentially disruptive, and then just tries to sell it as some sort of godsend, without seemingly much of a beta run, in the absence of long-term data collection or simple observation.

They go all-in on springing it on a public that doesn’t even know what questions to ask.

Sisyphean, in a way

Epstein

The Trump cabal is good at creating media frenzy over mostly non-descript, though sometimes important stuff. They get the networks all riled up about something over here, while tending to the meat and potatoes of implementing Project 2025 over there.  

One might think the media would have caught on by now, but it seems they just keep falling for it. Meanwhile, Trump and the rest just laugh all the way to the bank, oblivious to actual governance.

Many realize the awfulness of the situation, shocked and dismayed and incredulous over the fact that it’s still going on, that this soulless knucklehead continues to command so much attention and seeming devotion.

Epstein

Something of a Force

Daily writing prompt
Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them.

I know we have pictures somewhere, but I couldn’t find any of Casey, a brownish Shih Tzu/Lhasa Apso mix who was part of the household from 2001 until the spring of 2013, from 3 kids in the house to empty nest time.

We haven’t had a dog since, for a few reasons– we like the freedom of not having to worry about vet bills and boarding when we go away, and it was really hard to let her go when she finally got so sick that we had to have her put down. I haven’t been in any hurry to go through that again.

Casey didn’t like fireworks or thunderstorms, and I remember that it was always a bit of an adventure taking her for a walk, because when she got anywhere near another dog, she would go ballistic. Every time. She was a good buddy, but could be a bit high strung and anxious.

Domination Fixation

Not unlike gawking at an accident scene, I sometimes click on women’s MMA video clips, and I come away from the experience thinking that the female of our species is more tenacious and vicious than men ever could be.

For me, the overarching theme, whether it’s men or women—and whether boxing or MMA—is that these people are either desperate, angry/inordinately aggressive, always feeling as though they have something to prove, or a combination thereof.

A person can be competitive without wanting to punch or elbow or kick someone’s lights out, or render them unconscious in a relentless, merciless head lock. I know there’s money to be made, but there also appears to be an accompanying and sometimes steep cost.

And the venues themselves—the spectators, the blood lust, the cage or ring with the dueling gladiators—come across as just modern-day Colosseums. A reminder that we are more sophisticated animals who haven’t come all that far.

Truth is like a unicorn

For whatever reason—most likely nefarious or at least politically expedient—we’ve seen neither hide nor hair of Mitch McConnell for quite some time.

There have been updates along the way, some supposedly from the man himself, along with a couple of pictures that may or may not be doctored with the help of AI. The burning questions for many are, “Why can’t we see him, in the flesh, in real time? Is there a problem?”

This being a mid-term election year, when House and Senate seats are up for grabs, it’s understandable that there might be a bit of subterfuge surrounding whatever it is that’s been ailing the ancient senator from Kentucky. There is no shortage of opinions and theories, because in the absence of proof, people will fill in the blanks with all sorts of imaginings.

Regardless of privacy concerns and consideration for the family, we find ourselves doubting the veracity of assurances, most of which have come “from the Senator’s office.” The ones supposedly originating from McConnell himself have landed with varying degrees of incredulity and suspicion, perhaps because we live in the era of Trump, when every motive is tainted and questioned, and things are hardly ever what they’re reported to be.

This whole episode reeks of scam, of misdirection and lying and cover-up.

Show your face, Mitch, if you’re still conscious. If you’re too frail and withered to handle such visibility, then do the honorable thing and tell us that, somehow. Then pass the baton.

Damned Republicans. They give us no reason to trust anything about them. Which, apparently, is just how they like it.

Stop, Look, and Listen

Daily writing prompt
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

Looking back, I think it was a collective, ongoing acquisition, more from watching and listening than from any one thing someone said. I grew up in a family that was often gathering for one reason or another, mostly for food and fellowship. Multiple generations were usually present, and it was difficult not to hear things, not to notice behavior and tones of voice and the occasional pearl of wisdom from one elder or another.

For better or worse, my own view of the world and how to behave in it was formed over the course of those years of get-togethers. There was love there, regular reminders that people cared about each other, even as we grew to make our own decisions about whose voice carried more weight, and who was just blowing smoke.

Empty Plea

Dropping birthrates is a topic getting some attention nowadays. They’re even dropping in Utah. But is it any wonder, really?

Lifestyles have changed, priorities have changed, there’s much less need to raise a brood so they can work and take over the farm. And… maybe prospective parents are thinking twice about bringing children into a world that’s looking increasingly inhospitable, like a place you wouldn’t want young ones to inherit or have to navigate in.

I hear voices occasionally encouraging people to have more children—gotta replace those dying off, after all. It’s an empty appeal, seemingly based on nothing more than numbers, with little consideration for the condition of the world into which they would be thrust– and with no say whatsoever.

I assume the loudest voices in support of making babies are Republicans, for whom every sperm is sacred and life is so, so precious. Trouble is, there’s some serious magical thinking going on, since there’s been such a rush to deep-six programs and cut funding for research and medical care and any semblance of a safety net for families who may need a bit of help along the way.

Is it just that people of a certain pedigree and income level get the lion’s share of encouragement to procreate, or is it more of a general need for bodies in the dystopian vision of the Heritage Foundation?