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A “Grave Betrayal of Trust…” or, A (Mild) Rant on a Few of my Least Favorite beings

Weather in the Tries: 

Looks like the next week or so are going to be cloudy, or partly cloudy, with a couple nights dropping below freezing, though most will be in the med-to upper 40s. The days will be in the low 60s all the way down to 50. Great walking weather. Great reading weather. Great weather to sit around and eat chocolate bon bons while drinking your favorite libation. 

A “Grave Betrayal of Trust…” or, A (Mild) Rant on these, a Few of my Least Favorite beings: (Sure, you can sing that title in the voice of Julie Andrews.) 

I can’t help but wonder if Justice Alito is so dense he doesn’t see the irony in his quote. I think he is.

He was whining about the leak of his draft to overturn Roe v. Wade. He said it was a “grave betrayal of trust by somebody, and it was a shock.” No sh*t, Sherlock! Do you know what else was a “grave betrayal of trust”? The fact that so many Justices lied to the American public and the Senate when they said that Roe v. Wade was “settled law,” was the precedent for the last fifty years, but suddenly they got religion, or revenge, and none of that made any difference. If you don’t want an abortion, you don’t need to have one, unless you were dating Herschel. It was your choice. Your body.

THAT was a “grave betrayal of trust,” and it is no wonder the public has lost so much of the trust in this illegitimate SCOTUS. And yes, I think they are Illegitimate. Not only have they raped the females of this country, but they have also broken one of the oldest and most revered of our laws. They have begun dismantling the wall between Church and State. They have approved the spending of taxpayer money for religious schools. They have approved of prayer in public schools and events.

Forty thousand comedians out of work, and we’ve got Alito et al. Sorry, I didn’t mean to rant, but Alito’s comment was too good to pass up.

Now, on to other irritating things in the news. E. Jean Carroll is suing the O.P. for defamation of character. She was a woman of some power, and liked, and probably got invites to parties he could only salivate over. But he, too, had power. And he saw/sees no reason not to use it. He keeps saying he didn’t rape her, “she’s not my type.” And I keep getting wrapped around the axle because I have heard NO ONE refute that. Rape is not about sex. It is not about type. It is about one thing and one thing only—power. The rapist has it, and the other person doesn’t. I say “other person” for a reason—rape is not just a female issue though most of it is. Rape goes on in prisons, and POW camps, and any time a person of power wants to use it. Look at Ukraine today. We hear about the women who are raped, but we don’t hear about the male prisoners who are raped. 

And just when you thought it was safe to go trick or treating, Home Depot has a very scary new ornament. A nine-and-a-half-foot tall animated immortal werewolf with animatronics. He’s all yours if you can afford him, and control him. I think he’s just what Patricia Briggs and Anne Bishop need for their respective yards. What do you think? Go here to see the cutie pie. Be sure and watch the short video. (Can’t help but wonder if Dick Wolf had something to do with this?????—listen to the howl.)

As you have by now figured out, I’m not a great fan of SCOTUS as a whole. SCOTUS individually, some; as a whole, none. So, when I saw that Ms Barrett is writing her memoir, and over 500 people have signed a petition to Penguin Random House asking they not publish it, my first thought was why not? True, if she’s as honest and forthcoming in her book that she was with the Senate, it could be the breakout fantasy novel of the year. But here’s the thing. I hate censorship. I see no use of it. I see no use of Ms. Barret, either. If her book is published, I won’t buy it. I also won’t check it out of the library. That’s how to censor her book. Do. Not. Buy. It.

And I won’t say anything about Ginni’s husband who is, single handedly and all by himself, trashing any good will Americans who love our country might still hold for our Judicial System. No, I won’t. Ginni’s husband deserves no mention in my pages. For that matter, neither does she.

On censorship, there are two forms I approve of: 1. Parents have the right and the responsibility to censor what their children read. They also have the right and responsibility to tell them why they do not want their children to read certain books until they are older. Or, to use an “adult” book as a teaching moment. Let them read it, then discuss it with them. It’s pretty hard to censor a high school kid’s reading or gaming without a few good reasons. I am so grateful my kids were grown and gone before all the gaming came about. They game now, but they’re no longer my responsibility 😉 and, 

2. National Security and Classified Documents. If you don’t have a need to know, and the ability to keep your mouth shut, you don’t get to see them. And you for sure don’t get to take them home with you at night and store them where they shouldn’t be stored. And even if you do have the power and right to declassify them, there are still prescribed steps to be taken. You can’t just wave your magic Happy Meal Box over them and say, “Abbra cadabra you’ll all declassed now,” and make it so. 

When I worked in the Military and The Boeing Company, I had clearances. When I worked at The Boeing Company, I was on the AWACS program, and that was lots of fun. I was a Technical Illustrator, and my uncle loved to hear what all I was doing, and it was great fun to tell him. Then, one day, I had a classified drawing to work on. When I saw my uncle a tad later and he asked what I’d been working on, I had to stop and think, was that the classified drawing, or was it that one? “Oh,” said I, “same old stuff.” 

Photos of the Week:

Because y’all have been so patient, here are four taken in the last few days. All right outside our apartment.

The Virginia Creeper is creeping. These are ‘new’ and not turned red, yet.
This is the mature, or red ones
The irrigation water, which is what feeds our ponds has been turned off, and the pipes blown for the winter, so there is no movement unless the wind is out there–or raindrops pock the water for rings.
The pond with reflections. Lots of red over on the far right. Not sure if it’s flower or Virginia Creeper.

Books I’ve read and reviewed are at: http://lenoragood.blogspot.com

My bad, I did not get my reviews written, and I have now added The Stroke of Winter by Wendy Web to the list. A great fun ghost story that takes place in a snowy winter. 

Movies/series I’ve watched and reviewed are at: https://rainydaysmovieoftheweek.blogspot.com

Several years ago, Favorite Daughter gave me the complete 13-episode series of Crusade, a spin-off from Babylon 5. I am watching it again, Just watched Disc 1, and I gotta say, Peter Woodward is as easy on the eyes now as he was then. For that matter, his dad was/is pretty easy on the eyes, too. (Just because I’m on a diet doesn’t mean I can’t look at the menu!). I vaguely remember other people in the series. I think there’s a couple of guys besides Daniel Day Kim (also easy on the eyes) and a couple of female characters. Great fun, if you’re a fan of Space Opera. The gal who is a member of the Thieves Guild is marvelous (Carrie Dobro). Oh, I’d forgotten the humor. Lots of chuckles.

News: 

Jerry Lee Lewis died on Friday, 28 Oct 22. I don’t know what he was like as a person, but oh my, he was grand as a singer. He had energy and joy and shared it with any who were interested. (If there’s an afterlife, which I seriously doubt, I hope he got to take his piano with him, and that’s where I want to go.)

Earworms:

Great Balls of Fire and a Whole Lotta Shakin’

and here he is at Wembley

Quotes from “the Killer” himself (Jerry Lee Lewis):

“My momma always said, “You and Elvis are pretty good, but y’all ain’t no Chuck Berry.”

“I work to please my audience.”

“You’ve got to walk and talk with God to go to heaven… I have the devil in me! If I didn’t have, I’d be Christian!”

“I’m going to Hell, I’m going there playing the piano.”

And for a Special Halloween Treat from the house of my SOC n BOC* to me to YOU, I introduce Benedict the Sweet: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_XPHtTWm2s (*Sister/Brother of Choice). Can you tell they’re both retired engineers?

Sammy sends two barks, three pupkisses, and a whole lotta shakin’ to you all. Have a marvelous Halloween, and remember, you must eat all your candy tonight or the Great Pumpkin will claim it as his!!!

A “Grave Betrayal of Trust…” or, A (Mild) Rant on a Few of my Least Favorite beings

A “Grave Betrayal of Trust…” or, A (Mild) Rant on a Few of my Least Favorite beings