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.

Huh?

Playing to type, the guest on Newshour last night said that the reason ICE agents wear masks is to protect them from being identified by people who apparently have evil intent and are liable to make life difficult for the agent and his family.

Which doesn’t really answer the question and sounds more like a well-crafted excuse. Regular law enforcement officers don’t wear masks. Why are these people any different? Last night’s response doesn’t satisfy anyone’s curiosity and, in fact, only reinforces the ongoing suspicion that the powers that be know full well that their tactics and whole reason for being are heavy-handed, unpopular, and riding a razor-thin edge of legality. And masks add to the intimidation factor.

How many of these recruits have been pardoned for their role in January 6th?

Memory Lane

I started going through old pictures yesterday. Well, actually slides from my grandfather that I’ve somehow come to possess. Even Gramp, as organized as he was, didn’t label every slide, so I made the decision that I am going to save mostly pictures of people I recognize, along with an occasional scenery pic, if it meets certain criteria like immediately catching my eye.

I was reminded of why I don’t like doing this—because it’s so easy to get distracted, sidetracked, and otherwise slowed down. And when I take a break, it feels like I’ve returned from the past– I realize I’m in my house in February of 2026 but also that I’ve taken a ride in a time machine.

These were bags of loose slides from as far back as the late 1950s, so Gram and Gramp are way younger than I am now. My siblings and I are little kids, Mom and Dad are our own kids’ age, or younger. It’s weirdly wonderful, but there’s also a bit of melancholy.

There’s a long way to go, and I’m not sure why I’m even bothering with this project. I guess it’s in hopes of these pictures meaning something to our kids or their kids, someone who has a sense of history and a hankering for continuity—a certain curiosity about the past and filling in blanks and learning from whence and whom they come.

New Look, New Feel

Daily writing prompt
Describe the most ambitious DIY project you’ve ever taken on.

A few years ago, my wife and I re-did the upstairs bathroom– a small space but a nice size to tackle when you’re doing something for the first time. We installed a new floor, painted the walls and woodwork, modified pieces of the plumbing and added a new toilet, new outlet and switches, molding, re-calked around the sink, and eventually added new lighting. It was a complete makeover that turned out nicely.

More recently, we made 3 sets of heavy-duty shelving for the basement that was almost immediately filled with stuff, and at the moment we’re in the midst of rearranging rooms– moving things around, re-assigning usage and function. The latest project is re-finishing a set of stairs and changing the look of our living room.

Unnecessary Drama

Daily writing prompt
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why?

Probably devastated. Is someone really broken beyond recovery or repair? Is life as they’ve known it over because a favorite athlete or musical artist decides to retire or move in a different direction, or they stopped carrying someone’s favorite ice cream at the grocery store?

Even if the circumstances are more legitimately serious, are people truly ruined to the point of having to start over? Sometimes yes, but more often, it seems, they’re just engaging in hyperbole, or at a loss for a more fitting word.

This word is used so blithely so often that when it actually fits a situation, it loses its punch.

A close second might be traumatized.

Technology

Drones were more conspicuous at the Olympics this time around. They offered a cool perspective, but I wonder how/if they affected performance. These machines are loud and seemingly intrusive, maybe a bit unnerving, but I guess the athletes do a pretty good job of blocking it all out.

The views on the ski jump, heading down the bobsled track, and the freestyle skiing, among others, were welcome additions to the coverage.

Maybe Some Resolution

Daily writing prompt
What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months?

I’m at the age where some health issue could emerge, I suppose. Maybe something will come up in the lives of one of our kids. I’m hoping that the next six months just give us more of the same, which for me includes an almost daily wrestling with a never-ending, though often nebulous To Do list.

I’m hoping that the biggest challenge I face is finding ways to be useful, along with finding a smile– which, for various reasons, has been difficult for some time now. Or maybe the inertia surrounding church attendance will give way to more concrete action one way or another.

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, veering off-script and touting his own brilliance, spewing some vintage Milleresque 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.