I killed the Mac. Until five hours ago I spent the past four or five days trying to undo whatever happened. This morning the news was so bad at the first shop I went to, I went for a second opinion then returned home and put it back in the box. I cannot afford the repairs at present, so there you have it. In the early evening I sat down to start this page, something I am usually almost done with by then. I had nothing collected of course. So please enjoy.
As for the Mac. I am told it will be repaired in the near future but I am, meanwhile, extremely glad my old PC was still around! And, after 25 years on a pc, it feels good to not be struggling to learn every step with the Mac, even if only for awhile. No one should EVER hand me something complicated and tell me I cannot break it possibly. Honest, it is an inevitability it seems. OK, 'nuff said on that. Now, please enjoy this week's political idiocy.
As one who never had such a device, I truly can relate. One day I stood there for over an hour no more than a dozen feet above a seal battling with a huge octopus and never even thought about getting out my Tablet which, for once, I had with me to photograph the sunset! Someone else behind me, much taller, filmed and had it on the news that night. I just don't think of those things.... too into the moment to fiddle with buttons.
Trusty Justy is a dead ringer which has set off a lot of speculation.
Two photos of a young Fidel
At Trudeau Sr.'s funeral after giving the eulogy.
Canadians are NOT amused.
Isolationism and Trump's view of Canada... Huh? What did I miss while my PC was down?
There were literally millions of Castro memorial images out there and they were all very boring. Most painted him as a great man, many just painted him because it was an obligation. I tried to find a few that expressed the truth of Castro; it was not an easy task. And certainly none tackled the Sephardic aspect of Mr. Castro.
When they aim low.... your taste deteriorates and you laugh at them...
... David Rockefeller on his eight heart... or one of the Rothschilds...
The cost of freedom of speech
Ooooh, good one! Not too many mohel jokes out there.
I can't say I understand this one too much, but that must be a generational thing.
The tears of earth rise to the heavens...
Erdogan is threatening Europe again.
I looked at this one several times before catching on to the name of the author.
Sigh. I still question authority, never wanted to break that wonderful habit. Now I also question anyone who questions anyone questioning authority!
Sarkozy is down. Hollande is down. Sounds familiar....
Heavy snow in the hills of Hawaii? Yes! Two feet deep.
They should plan on making room for Obama one day.
My sense of humour turned coal black a few decades ago.
I bought my children Corn Flakes in the 1980's and 1990's. I have blogged about the horrific contents of Pringles beyond the GMO factor that is contained in almost all of these horrible excuses for food. No one is missing a thing if they never touch one of these products again, in fact, their health will thank them for it.
"Pringles are made with GMO ingredients that contain the Bt toxins found to RUPTURE the red blood cells of mice. Newfangled GMO "Potato" chips. Still only 42% potato. But now bursting with "Roundup ready" GMO Bt toxic corn, GMO Bt toxic cottonseed oil and GMO soy." ~ That should convince you.
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There are so many photos of this woman in compromising situations on line. This is one of the more moderate sessions.
Brilliant! Take note of the Marx and Mao dolls on the floor! Awesome touch.
Gotta say it. That is a feral smile.
In memory of Anas al-Basha, the Clown of Aleppo
A recount will never change a thing for this puppet. And again, look at her mouth, it is feral. The question is always to be asked is:
Now, just because I am in a sharing mood, when I did a search for a visual of "Cui bono", the following was one of the first images to pop up. No surprises there I suppose.
Now shut up already!
This cartoonist hates Trump with a burning passion and cannot say enough nasty things about him. My written response to him was, "You have a problem with this? What if someone wished to burn the Moldovan flag? You are OK with that?"
"Hey, Rabbi, whatcha doin'?"
