New York Stock Exchange Disaster 2020

We don’t have a single penny in the stock market. I’m not sure what that means. Does that mean we should die to improve the Dow-Jones average?

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Back in 1967, before they went disco, the Australian group the Bee Gees released their first American single, “New York Mining Disaster 1941.” Inspired by a devastating landslide at a mine in South Wales a year earlier, the song told the story from the viewpoint of trapped miners hoping to be rescued.

It occurred to me that the song, with a few changes, could be updated to fit our current situation. So with love and apologies to the Brothers Gibb, I give you “New York Stock Exchange Disaster 2020.”

Covid-19’s killing the economy.
And I heard somebody saying on TV
That there’s no point in saving sick old folks like me.

Would you give your life for Dow Jones?
My stock portfolio just took a nosedive.
So we’re asking Grandma to consider suicide
For Dow Jones.

Well, my 401K isn’t doing great.
And I’ve been stuck inside this house for…

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COVID-19 body count is just a numbers game to Trump

He actually thinks the medical community is lying, that they don’t REALLY need all that equipment. Hard to believe that somehow, we elected this jerk.

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From the start, going back most likely to December when the dreaded and deadly word coronavirus reached the White House, it’s been a numbers game for Impeached President Donald J. Trump. A master marketer of his personal and political brand, Trump realized that if the body count from COVID-19 in the U.S. reached pandemic levels during 2020, his re-election bid could be in serious jeopardy.

So Trump and his enablers developed a strategy — similar to what the Pentagon’s propaganda machine used during the Vietnam War — to minimize the visibility of the deadly disease while working feverishly behind the scenes to keep the number of deaths low and, more importantly for his campaign purposes, out of the headlines.

On Jan. 21, the first American was diagnosed with the virus. A day later while in Davos, Switzerland attending the World Economic Forum, Trump was asked if he was worried about…

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Chepstow Castle and the Curse of the Marshals

If you can’t get out, at least you can enjoy a trip to a great castle from long ago in history. Imagine a door sturdy enough to last 1000 years. I can’t find one that will last a whole decade!

With the current crisis ripping through all our lives, I know we’ll all be missing doing the things we love. It’ll come as no surprise to my readers then, that I have a huge castle-shaped hole in my life at the moment. So I’ve turned to looking back, reliving times when I was free to wander around some stunning medieval places, and it’s been a real source of comfort. For instance, I’ve been recalling our visit to Wye Valley Meadery last November for my Mead Quest, when I couldn’t resist dropping into one of my favourite castles just down the road. Not only is it big and beautiful, it houses some unique relics from its heyday, and it saw the fallout of a posthumous curse put on its most famous owner, the greatest knight England ever knew.

Chepstow castle outsideThe approach to Chepstow Castle

Chepstow castle is a true stunner. This…

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MORE FLYING SQUIRRELS – Marilyn Armstrong

Last night, our trail camera took 781 pictures. That is a lot of pictures. It was windy, because about 500 pictures were nothing, just waving feeders. But after deleting the first few hundred, there were actual pictures on it. About half raccoons and half flying squirrels. You can actually see some of their features. It's … Continue reading MORE FLYING SQUIRRELS – Marilyn Armstrong

Typhoid Trump

Typhoid Trump refers to “typhoid Mary” who managed to spread the disease while never getting sick. He is a prime example of what NOT to do in this strange time in which we are living.

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Every time I watch the president pontificate about how fantastic everything is being handled with this latest global pandemic, COVID-19, I feel less reassured, more anxious. From my point of view, nothing seems to be going well at all.

You see, I’m a family doctor. I’m on the front lines of this pandemic. People are starting to call in and show up at the office with symptoms. I don’t have any tests. There are no tests. I have swabs. I can use a culture medium that I already have for other disease testing, swab the nose with one swab, swab the throat with another, then ask the health department if they will do the test. They can say no. I don’t get to decide.

I don’t have near enough gowns or masks.

I watched the president’s press conference during which he wore a blue hat with “USA” on it and…

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Becoming a Flying Squirrel Landlord

In case you’d like to have your very OWN flying squirrels … especially if you happen to live in Colorado!

Crittering

The flying squirrel may own the title of Colorado’s rarest mammal because just one single specimen has ever been recorded in the state. Although they are only found in a small sliver of the state, this probably has more to do with how difficult it is to find them, and not as much to do with the size of the population. The northern flying squirrel (Glaucomys sabrinus) is common in northern latitudes of the US and Canada, but its range barely extends down into northwest Colorado. Just reaching a suitable site to search for them is a long drive on rough jeep roads into some of Colorado’s most remote country. And then there is the fact that they are nocturnal. And they fly (well, glide, actually). Basically, a photographer’s worst case scenario.

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Back in the summer of 2014, Lana and I took a road trip back to Michigan to visit…

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It is the best of times. It is the worst of times. How will it end? – Reblog – The Shinbone Star

It’s a long article, but worth reading. If we don’t get it together, the future looks bleak indeed. For all of us and maybe permanently.


 

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“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness … it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair.” — Opening of “
Tale of Two Cities” (1859), Charles Dickens.

To borrow from Charles Dickens’ classic novel, it is the best of times in the United States.

Stop laughing. Keep reading.

The U.S. economy — by all indices — continues to motor along. Unemployment across the board is at an historical low. Interest rates remain so close to zero that companies continue to invest in expansion, even if on a smaller scale than in previous years. Wages are higher now for most workers and as long as the stock market maintains its bulllish ways retirement accounts will stay healthy.

Ok, enough about the best.

It is the worst of times. See, no rose-colored…

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