The Big Lie and Spasms of Spite – Reblog – Gordon Stewart

Some good words for people who still have a conscience …


Views from the Edge


The president’s spasms of spite at Friday’s post-acquittal White House celebration sent my soul into spasms of its own. Hearing the president claiming that the impeachment trial’s acquittal exonerates him of all wrongdoing, calling out Nancy Pelosi and Adam Schiff as “evil people” on his enemies list, and belittling the conscience and religious conviction of Sen. Mitt Romney — his party’s only senator to break ranks — with the cheering peanut gallery that knows, but will not publicly recognize, the president’s sociopathic character was more than I could take. The party that swallowed a fly gave credence to the lie.

“Telling a big enough lie, and telling it often enough that people will believe it” has a history. So do spite and scapegoating. If in Germany the scapegoats were communists, Jews, gypsies, and “homosexuals”; and if in the McCarthy Era, they were leftist traitors…

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WORLD SHARING, EXTENDED EDITION, 2-10-2020 – Marilyn Armstrong


by Melanie B Cee


Do you snore? How do you know it, if you do?

I did but I no longer do. It turned out as soon as I lost 100 pounds and started using a movable bed, it disappeared.

I know this because Garry told me. Yes, I snored loud enough for HIM to hear me. That’s a statement! I’m not sure why anyone snores. Most people do, at least a little bit.

What do you find funny? (credit for question given to Rory and this post in particular):

What I find funny are — well — funny things. You know. Comedians. Wit. Humor. Parody. Satire.

I find THIS funny.

I don’t like anything where people are humiliated or hurt and I’m not fond of physical humor (Three Stooges are not my idea of funny).  A lot of things that other people find funny, I don’t find funny. I hate seeing anyone embarrassed or teased. I don’t find it funny.

What was the last furry thing you touched?

Note that one of his ears goes up and the other down. His muzzle is crooked too.

Hugging my hip is The Duke. I can’t NOT pet him. He’s glued to my right hip and if I let him, he’d be writing this post himself.

How do you handcuff a one-armed man?



This morning before I’d even gotten out of bed, our washing machine died. By the time I got up (before 11), Owen had bought us a new (okay, second-hand) washing machine AND had it installed. What a guy! Seriously, REALLY what a guy!


Photo: Wikipedia

‘When I use a word,’ Humpty Dumpty said, in rather a scornful tone, ‘it means just what I choose it to mean — neither more nor less.’

‘The question is,’ said Alice, ‘whether you can make words mean so many different things.’

‘The question is,’ said Humpty Dumpty, ‘which is to be master — that’s all.’

Alice was too much puzzled to say anything; so after a minute, Humpty Dumpty began again. ‘They’ve a temper, some of them — particularly verbs: they’re the proudest — adjectives you can do anything with, but not verbs — however, I can manage the whole lot of them! Impenetrability! That’s what I say!’

‘Would you tell me please,’ said Alice, ‘what that means?’

‘Now you talk like a reasonable child,’ said Humpty Dumpty, looking very much pleased. ‘I meant by “impenetrability” that we’ve had enough of that subject, and it would be just as well if you’d mention what you mean to do next, as I suppose you don’t mean to stop here all the rest of your life.’

‘That’s a great deal to make one word mean,’ Alice said in a thoughtful tone.

Today, Humpty Dumpty is ruling the world.

From “Through the Looking Glass” by Lewis Carroll


I didn’t realize how dependent we are on technology, or more precisely, our household machines. Then our Keurig coffee maker had a glitch and wouldn’t work.

How were we going to make coffee??


We’ve always had a French Press and a regular drip coffee maker in the house. So I dug them out from the back of a bottom shelf in the pantry cabinet.

The only problem was, we had no real coffee to go into the real coffee makers. We only had Keurig pods. I used to always keep fresh ground coffee on hand. When we actually used it. But that hasn’t been for two years — since we got our Keurig.

We’re obviously not coffee aficionados. We buy our coffee, even our real coffee, at the supermarket. Not a gourmet store or a coffee specialty shop. We don’t know the difference (or care) between coffee from different countries, or different blends from the same country. We don’t need notes of fruits or nuts or wood or chicory in our coffee.

We know we like light roast, not medium or dark. That’s our only requirement.

I used to like flavored coffees and I tried endless different ones. I landed on a few that I liked. But after a while, I stopped liking them. Now I like plain coffee, with my own home flavoring. I add vanilla extract, cinnamon and/or nutmeg, or some combination of these flavors to my regular coffee. I like it much better than the artificial tasting flavored coffees.

Sometimes I’ll add orange extract to black coffee. Or if I want to go wild, I’ll throw in some flavored, sweet liqueur, like Kahlua,  Amaretto, or hazelnut.

I panicked when the Keurig wouldn’t make my morning cup of coffee. Tom stayed calm. He’s dealt with a lot of finicky machines in his life. He knows what to do. He had read the manual. He ran a mixture of vinegar and water through the system. He poked a toothpick into the part of the machinery that might be clogged. He puttered around while I paced and asked if it was fixed every five minutes.

Finally, it was working again!

Victory! Crisis averted!

Thank you, Tom!

Our hour without coffee-making capabilities reminded us that we are too dependent on our machines. Like when the power goes out and we lose phone and internet service.

But that’s another blog!

ORCHIDS, OF COURSE – Marilyn Armstrong


Today I fed my orchid 10-10-10 fertilizer and dug out some ice cubes. This is supposed to keep them growing. Apparently, they sort of burn out when they bloom. So let’s hear it for fertilizer and ice cubes. It’s so cold in this house, it’s going to take a long time before those cubes melt!

I’m getting reacquainted with my macro lens. Also, I think we are getting more daylight. Our meteorologist said we are adding 2-1/2 minutes each day. It feels like more.

Warm Orchid

Nice medium shot Love that “heart” in the orchid


In the heart of the orchid