"...THE MOVING FINGER WRITES AND HAVING WRIT MOVES ON". (Khahyyam)

.....I don't know if I can continue with this blog. I am spending too much time (hours!) on it trying to find my home page, this blog, my sign in to Comcast or Microsoft or Google or Bing. This because Google , Baron's boss, has changed every thing that I have become use to since I started "computing".  I don't know when to download stuff that pops up, and then everything gets even more complicated.  Microsoft wants my password that I never had.  Yesterday, Ally Bank would not accept the password I have used and I had to call them. PNC locked my out for some reason. And into this holocaust of technology, I've gotten a fat cursor which I never had and I don't know how to get back to the skinny one so that I can read the letters I'm typing.  I'm too far along in life to be happy with this state of techno affairs. So, I'm going back to my quill & ink (it I can). Bear with me.

 

.....I can't figure out why my cursor became the fat one?? Oh, well, that's the least of my problems. I have a few more to deal with that carry more weight than a fat cursor.  For example: Who is going to be my final President. He (or she) won't be around until November and will probably last until 2020 at which witching hour I may not ever see him (or her), unless perhaps there is such an icon as a benevolent Lord--witch (sic) time I will have chosen Zeus and company whom no one expects him (her?) to be benevolent.      

.....Lately I've be stuck in front of the TV trying to decide which channel offers the most entertainment re: the question or the conundrum about who will get the reward for the best "insulter" of the Republican and Democratic nominees for president. I can't wait for the circus of the conventions. I am going to Publix and get a bag of popcorn and a bottle of Heineken.   

 

 

 

 

WHO TURNED ON THE HUBRIS? (Ross)

.....I went to a seder at Gary's house and after all was read and sung we received the food I'd been waiting for. It came, It could have been food that I was familiar with.

All through the pamphlet that had the required reading was prayer extolling a benevolent god. Well I thought long and hard to accept the violence in the world due either to a non existent god or a malevolent god.  I settled on the former. This world is not the world in which I raised my children.
 

.....This country suffered the horror of 9/11. Paris lost many people in a terror attack as did Belgium . In Nigeria two year's ago 200 girls were kidnapped and they have not been returned to their mothers. Very little has been done to free these girls. The war in Syria seems to have gone on forever and thousands have been killed there. And I'm sure my readers have heard about "Isis" in the Middle East which spawned an ocean of refugees. And here in America hundreds of men, women , and children have been murdered and nothing has been done about guns in this country. What? Is God sleeping? "I'd rather be a pagan, suckled in a creed outworn"  so might I  avoid having to read the news every day..... Thank you Mr. Wordsworth for giving me an idea.  

.....A citizen of America will cross the ocean to fight for democracy, but won't cross the street to vote in a national election.

.....If you wish to be entertained, just turn on your TV to CNN and hear palaver from and about for Whining Trump, Lying Cruz, and the other guy all trying to get the nomination to be President. Besides the entertainment provided free of charge by CNN about the dash for delegates, just wait until November and tune in to the conventions! In all my 92 years, I have never seen anything like the candidates' political pugilism, and I hope I never see it again. What a country!

.....Friends and not so friends, I am giving up computerism. I have sat in front of this damn thing for hours trying to get here because this computer is extremely balky and frustrating. Also, I have made many mistakes in typing this post and so I have to hit the back button much too often now. Geeze, I typed 65 words a minute in h.s.!

KEEP THAT SENSE OF HUMOR--IT'S CRITICAL!

.....My good friend, Mike (not his birth name--neither is mine, it's Red Baron") well-- to get along I checked my email yesterday and found one of interest--from an atheist...Mike. It seems that a new neighbor moved in near Mike and he got to know this woman quite well. She seems to make the world a better place...for her and for him.  But you seem to make the world a scary place-- (if, indeed you exist, and I have my own doubts about that). Mike lost his wife to cancer last year, and this woman appears to have enchanted my friend, and is filling a chasm in his life. Unfortunately, Mike's friend has recently been diagnosed with cancer. This has fortified Mike's belief that there is no such entity as a benevolent God. And who can blame him?

.....Assuming that there is a God (who doesn't believe in Mike) he offered God a "deal". Cure his new friend of this malignancy and he would then become a "believer."  Just like those folks who go to Church, or Synagogue, or Mosque. Or wherever.
.....Mike claims that the Bible offers scant proof that you exist--so presuming so, said to God "whanna make a deal? Make that contemptible malignancy sapping her life, disappear completely. And in trade, I will believe in you. I will await your response.  

.....If there is such a deity as a benevolent God he would come to my house like Santa & fix my computer. It took forever before I was able to find this blog. I can't believe that I took that much time to find and fix the problem when I could be watching Trump on every news channel. And I could have remembered that we have no chimney, so Mr. Clause won't stop here. So, I'll eat the Oreo cookies myself. Would that be referred to as a "selfie"? 

Where did everybody go???