Stepping outside with the dogs this morning felt like walking into a hot sauna. The impact was staggering and while my body adapted quickly enough, I was glad that the pups didn’t feel like lingering outdoors any longer than they needed to. They prefer cooler breezes and softer places to lie down, like my bed. There does seem to be some chance for rain today, but they said that about yesterday and last night, also, and neither happened. The band heading in our general direction isn’t huge, so any moisture we get will be slight.
Notice anything about this morning’s picture? Check the date. 2024! Do you understand what that means? That’s a NEW image from this past Wednesday’s adventures! The bank overnighted my debit card which meant I was able to get a card reader here by a little after 6:00 PM. I’ve processed 18 of the pictures and have roughly 20-something more to go, then I’ll post them for you. Hopefully, that will happen later this morning. I’m having to use a new slider app, though, since the one I used two years ago is no longer supported. That may delay things if it doesn’t work with the high-resolution images.
Having access to my money again also meant being able to pay bills and buy groceries. The groceries didn’t amount to much because the waiting bills took most of what I had. Late fees. Yay. 😒 Hopefully, though, what we got will be enough to get us through all next week. My biggest concerns there are milk and eggs. I’m not sure we ever have enough of those two items.
Meanwhile, in “How Stupid Can Christians Get?” news, it appears that a pastor in Mexico is selling real estate in Heaven. I wish I was kidding. This con man is offering his followers plots of “land” in Heaven for $100 per square meter. Installment plans are available. This isn’t the first time a shyster has perpetrated such fraud on a congregation. A pastor from Uganda Fred Isanga, the head of David of the Universal Apostle Fellowship Church of Righteousness located in South Africa tried perpetrating the same scam in 2023. He was encouraging people to sell off their livestock and earthly possessions to purchase land in Heaven. Both pastors claim to have gotten permission directly from God for these sales.
What can I say? These types of things become possible when people believe so deeply in the mythologies they’ve been told will save them. Remember the late Jim Bakker? He had your grandparents building a Christian theme park! At least he was prosecuted for his fraud, but even after serving his jail time, people still were stupid enough to believe him. At one point, he was selling five-gallon buckets of mac and cheese for people to eat during the apocalypse. C’mon, who the fuck is writing this stuff? Not even D-rated sci-fi movies are that stupid.
In the real world, remember when we talked yesterday about SCOTUS overturning the Chevron decision of 1984? I told you then there would be serious repercussions and here’s the first one: The 6-to-3 ruling means judges should no longer defer to the scientific expertise of those agencies on a vast range of technical questions and, instead, should make such decisions themselves. “Agencies have no special competence in resolving statutory ambiguities.” They’re throwing scientific expertise right out the fucking window. Nooooo, that’s not going to bite us hard in the ass, is it? I cannot imagine anyone who is supposedly as intelligent as a Supreme Court justice making such an insanely stupid comment. There has to be a payoff here that is behind these decisions. No one with a working brain would make such an ignorant statement otherwise.
We may be getting a clue, though. A study released this past week shows the first instance of Downs syndrome in Neanderthals. While scientists are focusing on the social aspects of the community caring for those with special needs, the evidence of the extra copy of Chromosome 21 in ancient individuals raises questions as to whether certain populations of mixed genetic origin might be more likely to have the abnormality. DNA-level research has yet to begin, so there is still a lot we could learn from our early pre-human ancestors.
Okay, I have pictures to process and I can’t begin to tell you how much that thrills me. You go do your thing, I’ll do mine, and we’ll meet back here later. Sound good? Yeah, sounds good.
Monday Morning Update: 11/04/24
I am not okay. You may want to take anything I say with a grain of salt and double-check my sources. I’ve already had to delete a post and a couple of Facebook messages this morning. I apologize if anyone was offended. Yes, I’m sober. I’ve had a headache for the past four days, though, and have moments where I completely lose track of reality. Yes, I sent a message to my doctor this morning. No, I don’t expect it to help. The best thing for me to do is keep to myself and not post anything stupid.
Kat will be back at the house this afternoon. She misses the kids (maybe me). The cats are still going to be an issue, though. She was shaving yesterday and accidentally brushed her finger across the blade. The resulting cut, though small, took an hour to stop bleeding. In my opinion, she needs to be wrapped in soft foam. Bubble wrap is useless because the cats like to play with that. She’s still planning on trying to take a couple of clients on Thursday and possibly Friday. If she sees someone on Friday afternoon, G will be there in case there’s a problem. I don’t know about Thursday, though.
Tipper spent the weekend with friends. I’m amazed that they’re willing to travel an hour to pick her up. She says she had “the best fucking time ever.” I told her to watch her language. They’re all furries, and, as a group, walked through their small town while wearing furry heads. No one bothered them and one person even stopped them to show off their pictures of a furry convention. She also came back with a robotic skeleton on her right arm. It’s a good thing she goes to a school that doesn’t mind. I’m sure that one day in the future she’s going to walk in with a full sleeve done. The trip was exhausting apparently. She came home and crashed. I didn’t see her again until this morning.
G is headed to the Purdue University campus at Ft. Wayne this morning for a field trip. I’m rather curious as to why they would consider Ft. Wayne when there are closer options. He has a set of questions to ask and is looking forward to trying out the food. He’s growing up fast and I fear I’m going to blink and he’ll be off to college. He spent much of yesterday playing with his new sewing machine. I’m now the proud owner of two small pouches. make of felt. He’s not pleased with them, but I think they’re rather impressive. No, I have no idea what this kid is going to do with his life. I’m pretty sure it will be impressive, though.
There have been some server issues with the website overnight. I woke up to go to the restroom a little after 3:00 and discovered multiple messages about the site not being accessible. When I sat down and tried to troubleshoot the problem, I got no response. That always makes me so happy [sarcasm]. After trying a couple of things, I finally bit the bullet and opened a support ticket. I hate doing that. Problems are usually small and something I could have fixed on my end. I feel stupid when that happens. This time, though, it was an issue that required technicians to fix. Everything should be up and running now.
The crushing news this morning is the death of long-time music producer Quincy Jones. This hurts in ways I can’t express. As long as I’ve been alive, Quincy Jones has been making music. I was still in grade school when I first heard his name. I’ve spent hours studying the music he produced, finding the special, subtle touches that made his records exceptional. As he’s become less active in recent years, I firmly believe his absence is a significant part of why contemporary music doesn’t have the hold of music he produced in the 60s-90s. The music industry can never be the same without him.
Tornadoes were a problem in Oklahoma over the weekend. Storms hit the greater Oklahoma City area, encompassing everything from the University of Oklahoma campus at Norman to pretty much everything eastward along I-40. The town of Choctaw took a pretty good hit and I’m told the tiny town of Hannah (pop. 102) was pretty much blown off the map. Miraculously, as of this morning, there are no deaths reported. While tornadoes can occur at any time of the year, we mostly associate them with spring weather patterns. A November storm this strong is still rare, but we’ve seen more of them in the last few years. Climate change, anyone?
To ensure accuracy, I’m going to lift this next part directly from the Associated Press: “The trial of eight people in Paris on terrorism charges started on Monday over the beheading of teacher Samuel Paty, who was killed by an Islamic extremist after showing caricatures of Islam’s prophet to his middle school students for a lesson on freedom of expression.
Paty’s shocking death left an imprint on France, and several schools are now named after him. Paty was killed outside his school near Paris on Oct. 16, 2020, by an 18-year-old Russian of Chechen origin, who was shot to death by police.”
This is what happens when religion is out of control. This is why making sure we DO NOT elect Christian Nationalists is important. Don’t think for a second that these extremists wouldn’t do similar things here. They’re dangers to all of society and need to be stopped.
The New York Times is following conversations on the Telegram app where right-wing groups are already beginning to organize as they plan to take action in response to tomorrow’s election. Fueling this danger is the Republican nominee himself who now says he ‘shouldn’t have left’ the White House. His rhetoric over the past week has grown dark and brooding. There’s trouble brewing and law enforcement is largely helpless to try and stop it. This could get very nasty over the next few days.
As you look around the various news sites today, you’re going to see a number of variously-angled articles on what to watch during tomorrow’s election. Let me give you my own list:
For perhaps the first time in my life, I’m not looking forward to voting tomorrow. I will, but I won’t feel good about it. The weather forecast predicts rain. The lines will be long. I’ll have to stand the entire time. I worry whether my vote will be counted, or if it will matter. I’m a Blue voter in a historically Red state. I’m used to being disappointed, but this time the consequences could be a matter of life or death for too many people I care about. The ACLU of Indiana has published this notice:
For help at the polls, or if you believe your rights have been violated, the quickest way to get help is by calling the non-partisan Election Protection Hotline at 1-866-OUR-VOTE (Spanish: 1-888-839-8682), or texting MYVOTE to 866-687-8683.
If you witness what you feel is voter intimidation, which is highly possible this year, the ACLU has the following recommendations:
Your rights
Examples of voter intimidation
What to do if you experience voter intimidation
I don’t see how I can make the matter any more clear. This could be the vote of your life. This vote could save your life. YOU HAVE TO VOTE. Staying home or voting for a third party guarantees an outcome you will not like, and yes, this time there will be consequences that affect you.
My head is hurting so badly now I quite literally can’t see straight. I’m eating breakfast, taking my meds, turning off the lights, and going to bed. Don’t @ me. Don’t call me. Don’t text me.
Just fucking vote!
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