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The Day Donald Trump Won the N.H. Republican Primary In 2024

Biden’s campaign speech in Virginia is being interrupted by anti-Israeli protesters. But it’s the fifty-first anniversary of Rowe v. Wade, and Biden’s speech is blaming the Supreme Court’s Dobbs decision on Trump.

Biden looks like an old man. He is an old man. It’s appropriate. But he’s a clean spoken man, a decent man. And he shows up.

Anise & Eucalyptus Snuff

Looking For It

Keeping An Eye On Things at Target

Don Duce

www.nytimes.com/2021/01/31/us/trump-election-lie.html

Gary Lewis

Posted this today on Facebook.

Real Change

Half measures availed us nothing.  We stood at the turning point.  We asked His protection and care with complete abandon.

This is a passage I hear often, sometimes more than once a week.  It describes a moment of crisis.  It speaks of desperation, of a life and death moment of decision.  “Complete abandon” is also unambiguous:  it means, “With everything we’ve got.”

This is what we preach in AA:  total surrender to God.  Life by unrestrained faith.  It’s the last alternative for people who see only death as an outcome to their way of living.

Yet it’s very difficult to sustain this perspective on one’s life.  Step Eleven:  Continued with prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God, seeking only knowledge of his will and the power to carry it out.

…  You wanna know what kills me?

In multiple comments to reporters, Mr. Trump sought to deflect attention from his actions and tarnish Mr. Biden, a leading contender for the 2020 Democratic presidential nomination.

“What Biden did is a disgrace. What his son did is a disgrace,” Mr. Trump said. He later added, “If a Republican ever did what Joe Biden did, if a Republican ever said what Joe Biden said, they’d be getting the electric chair right now.”

How does Trump ever get the energy to carry on with this charade day after day, year after year?  These people without any spiritual focus want to clutter up the landscape of the public consciousness with a trivial awareness of themselves and their own lying actions.

Test Draft

This is a test to draft a blog post on Word Press, which I haven’t been able to do successfully for 6 months, even though I’ve sought help from their tech support.

So hopefully, that is all behind me now.  They tried to tell me it was  because Internet Explorer required the cache to be cleaned all the time, but that doesn’t make sense to me.

It’s July 5th, and I’m in New Paltz.  Spent the day painting the railing on the front porch.  I just picked the paint out of the garage, and I’m not sure it’s the right color to go with the earlier coats from previous years, but it could be.

Yesterday Rolfe and Lillian were over for hotdogs and hamburgers and they brought their 3-week old pet chicken, Penguin, with them.  She was the life of the party.  Lester had a very exciting afternoon chasing Penguin around on the front deck.  It might have  been his all-time most exciting day ever.  At one  point, Penguin walked along the railing of the deck and hopped onto my shoulder.  I was afraid she would peck me in the eye, but she didn’t.  Tom took some pictures of us.

In a few days is our trip to Newfoundland.  Going to be quite a car trip.  I’ll miss Lester.  I hope it’s easy to get along with the Blynn’s.  We’re planning to stay with them for at least two nights in Nova Scotia.  I’m already dreading the feeling of coming back from that trip.

Last night I had a dream about Weil, where I was working with some younger partners and there was some kind of metaphysical aspect to our relationship.  Things changed, then, and I wound up somewhere like Grand Central station, in a small cafe on an upper floor.  It felt like being in the concourse of Veterans Stadium.  Nothing much seemed to happen, but I felt like I was looking for someone.

Tomorrow I need to buy paint, go to the dump, and then take Loretta over to see Rolfe and Lillian’s new greenhouse.