This morning dawned bright and cheery, the kids were animated and happy, the birds were singing (I assume, because I can’t hear them), the wife and dog were joyous, and I woke up in a foul black heartless mood.
No, the epidural didn’t give much relief.
It told us something, which is there are spots that aren’t causing pain, exactly, but are binding my neck up. Other spots are causing pain. So the 24/7 headache and neckache continue. Distressing is the arm pain and numbness.
Came in to work to find The Dude wearing a mask and gloves. The Porcine Flu? Nope. Just a cold. For fun we will either refer to it as the West Ebola Listeria Nile Pox or Porcine Flu. I tried to tell him that (1) this mask is scary, and (2) it won’t prevent him from being a plague vector.
All the back-slapping going on is going to stop before too long, when the Law of Unintended Consequences rears it’s ugly head.
The self-congratulatory rhetoric will reach a fevered pitch, never acknowledging the horrible price that we have only deferred by all this “too big to fail” talk. The cows will come home to roost.
No one who has had even peripheral involvement in the housing bubble or it’s travesty of a solution has any right to be proud or exuberant.
Over at Bloomberg, there was a good op-ed:
Writers who are not pro-Barack Obama are suffering character assassination as well. George Will of the Washington Post, the nation’s senior conservative columnist, has been so assaulted by bloggers that his editor, Fred Hiatt, recently wrote, “I would think folks would be eager to engage in the debate, given how sure they are of their case, rather than trying to shut him down.”
It seems that the democrat/liberal viewpoint is “openness and inclusiveness unless you’re dissenting because our stance is well-reasoned and there is no logical alternative”.
Indeed, he closer the Democrats get to total power, the nastier the commentators friendly to them have become.
It really is as if a great wellspring of hatred has been uncapped and is allowed to flow freely now that checks and restraints are (mostly) taken away.
I don’t mind hatred, loathing, disdain… but let’s at least be dignified and civilized.
More spam fun!
Messages waiting for me:
- Re: Doctor Zulma Ruegsegger discount 68% for…
- Customer Receipt/Purchase Confirmation
- What the doctor ordered
- Re: SALE 70% OFF on Pfizer
- Are you on car?
Don’t know a Doctor Zulma, haven’t purchased anything lately, don’t care what the doctor ordered, I don’t shop at Pfizer, and I’m on muscle relaxants and narcotics, not “car”.
Strangely, I sent all those e:mails myself, to myself.