A few days ago I told you not to listen to the news! But then you went ahead and did it, didn’t you? Dumbass.


So the first thing you heard this morning, courtesy of the brave people at NPR. How they do stuff like this every day is truly admirable.

Abused and betrayed: people with intellectual disabilities and an epidemic of sexual assault

 

 

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This is why I’m not a writer


I just haven’t felt like writing. The noise of life is too deafening.  The readers, few that they are, have demonstrated more interest in my co-parenting and other personal topics than in politics, which is loud, everywhere, and  therefore unavoidable. And I feel I should write about theses things,  rather than my own solipsistic mewling.

Things are crazy now. An isolated, paranoid, and vindictive child holds the keys to what he wants to make his kingdom. We watch astounded. Everyone accuses everyone else of lying, and thinks that that makes things equal. I begin to wonder if the US is a failed experiment:  If the Constitution can allow this, how can we ever make it right? Anyway, I could go on, but, as I said, you can find worry like this anywhere, and probably better written (The New Yorker has been great).

The sun is actually out, and we haven’t seen it in a while, so I think that I’ll take some sunshine over fretting.

portnoy

Another problem I’ve been having: I  have to decide who I want my audience to be? I guess the big question for every writer who has children is,  what will they think when they come across my writing one day, and am I okay with that? I’m in awe of some writers’ abilities to be brave and bold. I’m am neither. I could don’t think that I would have ever–as a child of living parents and children–had the guts to write Philip Roth’s line from Portnoy’s Complaint:

“I fucked my own family’s dinner.”

Good golly, and what great book.

 


About what I should be posting.

In the meantime, one cartoonist’s view of the Rapture. Hmmm, maybe I should convert.

The Great Snatch

Another Old News Clipping: How We Are Just Not Getting Afghanistan


While we hate to serve as mere aggregators, one of our editors came across this article from 2012, courtesy of The Daily Beast.

I Reenlisted to Return to Afghanistan, Only to Find Myself in Kuwait.

I wanted to do the right thing, to go back to the winding-down war to bring the rest of the guys back home.

by Jonathan Raab

The soldier who wrote the article–five years ago–reenlisted so he could help with the “winding-down” of the war. He was sent to Kuwait instead, and we don’t need to point out that the war shows no sign of winding down.

soldier

Who reads this shit anyway? Oh? if that’s the case, then why bother to write it?


One of the saddest images in the world is that of the person who has thrown a party, yet no one has come. In fact, this fear is so great, so strong, so devastating, that even the #socalledpresident, the man commanding the world’s most powerful military,  a man who truly believes that he is the pinnacle of human evolution, lives in such dread of it and its implications that he’s willing to drop everything else and obsess about it in front of the entire world. I guess the only thing sadder would be if he tried to throw a party every day, and the same Groundhog Day Fiesta Flop kept recurring.

But that’s not why we’re here today.

The editorial staff of the Meta-Bug was in crisis the other day. We were looking at our numbers for March, and while some of us were rejoicing over our biggest month ever, others were saying, Hey, look, bozos, you had a total of 900 views. One month, 900 views, which means even fewer visitors. And half of those were probably family. So big deal. If someone’s kid had his whole high school look at one single post on one single day (suggested post: kitten videos combined with pictures of a young Sophia Loren), that would have beaten the entire number for March by a more than double. To look at it another way, there were just 29 views per day in our busiest month ever. More people in just Framingham look at their Kleenex each to see if they have a sinus infection, and probably found analyzing their nasal discharge more interesting than reading our constant complaints about the country going to hell in a handbasket, occasionally interspersed  with new and astounding revelations that divorce takes a toll.

We thought about this. We agonized about this. We pondered: Is all this writing and rewriting worth doing? Does the effort make any difference? Then, we all retired to the backyard to cry,  while pretending to rake the leaves that we were too distracted to deal with last fall.   Our answer: Of course it makes no difference!

But using logic here at the Meta-Bug is hardly our standing operating procedure. Nor, for that matter, is wise allocation of the limited amount of time we have on this earth.  It appears that we do what we will, and let the buffalo chips fall where they may.  (Generally, right next to the bowl of extra-picante bile salsa we are eating. Yum!)

Well, damn the torpedoes. We have decided to carry on. People practice their instruments for years and never get on stage. They have fun doing the practicing, and do not worry about people pointing to their accordion lessons and say, Aha! Evidence of a Crazed and Diseased Mind! And that’s the reason we wrote this post in the first place, right?

Happy Monday! We hope the weather, wherever you are,  is suitable for turning grapes into raisins!

 

Mac Photos vs iPhoto: Has Anyone Else Noticed That Using Pictures Has Become More Difficult?


I had intended to make my best post ever this evening, but instead I got caught up in that endless annoying loop when you try to solve a computer problem but everything just keeps getting worse.

Is it just me, or has using photos and sharing them between your iPhone and computer become excruciatingly more of a pain in the ass? Is iCloud missing some photos, inexplicably? When you go to post a picture to your blog or a website is it harder to locate? Do you find yourself having to go through more steps to get a picture from one place to another?

How many ways can there be to have a photo album? Is the organization of pictures such a complicated thing that it will be necessary for Apple to constantly tweak a process that was far better than adequate? Do we have to spend time relearning to do the basic stuff, thereby taking time away from learning more powerful uses for computers, or just having more free time to develop products that help the Drumpf supporters treat the wounds they get from their knuckles dragging on the ground (we are nothing, if not compassionate)?

Amazon.com: Boycotts Don’t Work, But I’m Doing It Anyway


They’re still advertising on Breitbart.com.

Boycotting Amazon is like boycotting Google. You can’t do it. Or if you do, it’s not going to make a difference. And I don’t know if Amazon can stop Breitbart from linking to books it wants its readers to buy. But frankly, I’ll just feel better buying my books from Powell’s, or whatever it is I need, from elsewhere. (For more carefully laid out strategy, see https://grabyourwallet.org/ )

I have to believe that Breitbart is suffering. Other than clickbait, I don’t see any ads on Breitbart anymore. (Does clickbait even pay well?)

However, it still looks like there are plenty of readers. Each article provokes literally thousands of enraged comments, of which nearly all agree with the editorial point of view. You would think that by the time that there are already over one thousand comments, that the wackos would realize that, at that point, it’s just piling on. But, and this is telling,  they can’t resist. They have to pile on. They love to pile on. In fact, Breitbart exists to give the worst among us a chance to pile on, and in that warm mass of jingoistic sludge, bond with others and feel like the only ones with a firm grasp on the Truth. The comments also reveal that possession of the Truth gives the right to mete out whatever justice–or revenge–is deemed appropriate.  I believe that it comments were eliminated than Breitbart.com would cease to exist. trump jesus

A sample of the folksy wisdom to be found in the comment section:

Tar and feather the so called judge in the public square. Remove him from office and make an example for the rest of the kool aid drinkers

—-TRANSLATION! The DEEP STATE = THE iLLUMININATI satanist !

GOD has said that satan is the ruler of This world for a short time !

The illuminati or deep state what ever lanquage you choose to call them is satans shadow government that he rukes the earth. by !

Only now at the very end of humanity has people WAKEN IP to this FACT !

GOD has SAID this NOT ME !
-)

—-Liberals are serial lunatics, perpetually angry zealots, profoundly criminal and inveterate liars to boot. They pose a clear and present danger to our land, laws, livelihoods and lives and must be dealt with accordingly.

 

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