Well, it was no lunar landing, but yesterday turned out to be a pretty good one.
Speaking of that historic event 50 years ago, I distinctly remember thinking at the time “I will always remember where I was when I saw a man walk on the moon”. I was 13 years old, sitting in a crappy motel room somewhere on Route 66 in New Mexico, watching “a giant leap for mankind” on a black and white television. The family was on the way to Memphis, Tennessee to visit my dad’s mother. We were traveling in a 1964 Rambler Classic that looked just like this one:
Anyway, back here in the present, we finally got a break in the rain. I went out with Scott (Pubic Head) to scout a trail for Monday’s Hash. Scott volunteered to be my co-Hare and it was a big help for sure. He’s been with the Subic Hash House Harriers for over 15 years and knows just about every path that exists in and around Barretto. So he showed me a trail I’d never seen before and hasn’t been Hashed for quite some time. To me, something new and a little different is a quality I really appreciate and I think the Hasher pack will too. It’s a little challenging, with two uphills and a pretty steep descent. Kinda surprising because Scott (who is a few years older than me) normally will shortcut to avoid the climbs. Still, despite it being wet and muddy when we hiked it yesterday, it was not outrageous. The trail is right at 6 kilometers and I’m happy with it overall.
We will go out tomorrow morning and put down powder and chalk to mark the trail. Here’s to hoping the weather holds!
Another good thing to happen yesterday was a second place finish in the dart tournament at Alley Cats. It was a big one, with 20 participants (10 doubles teams). Me and my partner Cherry went through the winners bracket undefeated. That included beating my nemesis, Steve the Englishman who doesn’t drink, and his partner Nancy. Now, Steve is a better darter than me and Nancy is usually better than Cherry. And me and Cherry were very inconsistent all night. But we put it all together in that match and sent Steve and Nancy to the losers bracket.
Alas, they came back for revenge in the finals and reaped it by beating us twice for the championship. Still, it was a fun night. I didn’t play my best darts by a long shot but was just good enough to take home some money. Not as much as my bar tab, but still…
Alright, indulge me in just a little bit of politics please. This whole “if you disagree with me, you must be racist” thing has gotten out of hand. Kevin Kim has an extensive write up on this bullshit over at his blog. Please go give it a read as it is spot on.
I couldn’t resist posting this example of the left’s hypocrisy on my Facebook page:
Apparently, no one thought #DeportMelania was racist or deplorable when it was being used by verified Democrats and journalists (is there a difference?) on Twitter just a short time ago.
My ex-wife #3, who is about as liberal as they come, left this comment:
She is not a person of color. So not racist. She could be purple and it still would not be racist. Its not xenophobic. Its lashing out at the hypocrisy of Trump. But then you knew that. You’re a smart guy.
The ignorance of that statement is mind boggling. And it is why you can never change minds of people who are so invested in hate they will never see reason. Ah well.
I also saw this on Facebook and it triggered my retroactive outrage. Shocking to discover my parents must have been racist:
I just realized my parents were racist.
As a teenager, they often told me, “if you don’t like it here, you can leave!”
Damn. Is it any wonder why I turned out the way I am?
And now before I go (well, I actually went this morning just like I do every morning), let me share this fascinating article on the pooping cycle. You are welcome!
Remember, if it goes in greasy, it comes out easy!
Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
Speaking of the MOON, how about this classic line from Jackie Gleason on the Honeymooners: “One of these days Alice, Bang!, Zoom!, to the MOON”. Gloria Allred would have a field day if that show were on were on today. Heck, they took Dukes of Hazard off the air because the General Lee sported a Confederate Flag. I want those Black and White TV days back. No Political Correctness(PC) to be found and Archie Bunker approves. If ya still had that 64 Rambler, be worth some moola. Peace Out!
“She is not a person of color. So not racist.”
Silly John! Of course she’s right! The term “white,” after all, denotes neither a color nor a race! You can be racist against whites and still not be racist because that’s the asymmetrical (and hypocritical) dynamic the left has derived from postmodernist thinkers. Jacques Derrida talked about pairs of opposites (white/black, man/woman) in which the first element of the pair was the “privileged” one. This thinking bled out from academe into normal society. Fellow PoMo thinker Michel Foucault, following Nietzsche, claimed that society was a web of power structures that determine both authority and “truth” (always in quotes for postmodernists). So with whites presumably at the top of the social power structure in the West, racism can only flow downward; it’s never symmetrical. That’s the beast you’re dealing with; that’s the mindset you’re up against. Blame Nietzsche for this fucking mess; he had interesting things to say about reality and people, but ultimately, he’s one of the fathers of postmodernism, which lies at the root of PC culture.
Cleaning up academe by jettisoning most of its leftists is vitally important if we really want to see profound healing in America. But that’s not likely to happen anytime soon; the left dominates over 90% of every academic field except science, and even there, the PC cancer has begun to settle in (cf. scientific research on the correlation between race and intelligence). Really unfortunate.
Our best hope, for now, is to persuade young people to skip college and go to trade schools to pick up some practical (and very lucrative) skills. Practical reality is like garlic to the PC/PoMo vampire.
Yep Soju, I too long for the “good ol’ days”. Fuck, that makes me sound old. Oh wait, I am old! Damn it.
Kevin, thank you for the history on how it became okay to be racist as long as you confine your racism to white people. When someone goes off on one of their white people rants I use a simple test to determine if it’s racist: Replace white with black or brown and see if you’d dare say it in public. Anyway, I’m going to share your response with the ex in the vain hope that she will be enlightened. Of course that’s not going to happen, but your comment is too good not to share!
I suspect your ex-wife won’t care much for academe-speak. Like water off a duck’s back.
Oh, yeah: I noticed that your ex’s third sentence immediately contradicted her first and second sentences.