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BAD NEWS, FRENCH MORTGAGE, SAUSAGE, AND BITS AND BOBS: #13

 

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The news ain’t what it used to be. 

I’m retired. I have wifi. I have Reuters and Google News and Flipboard and The New York Times and more sources for ‘content’ on my phone than I could ever need.  Not so long ago, scanning through those sources was enjoyable, might even have evoked a chuckle or two. 

Remember the Chris Christie meme? How many ways could an obese governor lounging in a beach chair be photoshopped into wildly inappropriate current events stories? As it turned out, lots of ways, lots of very funny ways. Where are the memes featuring the politicians of today that evoke laughter and not disgust? 

COVID. Trump. Boris. Putin. Ukraine. China. Climate. Supply chain. The price of energy. The price of food. 

The world is too much with us...

ON THE OTHER HAND

UPI reports that a chicken walked up to a security area in the Pentagon, unaccompanied and unarmed. Yes. A chicken. Not a Bird Colonel. An actual chicken. With feathers.

When I was in college, we stole a chicken from the agricultural school, spray painted it red, and let it loose in the room of the resident assistant, where it proceeded to use the poor guy's Masters thesis on his desk for toilet paper. But the Pentagon …?

FRENCH MORTGAGE

For those who are following, we are in the home stretch. The last piece of paper that my banker needs is the payoff of our current mortgage. Our notaire, the French semi-lawyer who acts as an impartial(?) broker in all real estate transactions, is supposed to pay off Credit Immobilier de France with the proceeds of the sale of the old house. Our buyers say that they have transferred the money to escrow. Let's see what else can go wrong.

ON THE OTHER HAND

 

Rescuers had a hard time approaching a dog, lost in some woods. They tied a sausage to a string connected to a drone and flew it over the dog, who dutifully followed the flying sausage out of the woods to safety. Never underestimate the power of sausage.

BASKETBALL 

The 76ers mortgaged their future for James Harden. If they don’t win a championship this year or next, they blew it. Yes, I know. Noam Chomsky thinks that professional sports are jingoistic exercises meant to distract the masses. My guess is that  Noam never played full court, five-on-five basketball in the gym at the local Y.

 




 


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