Friday, February 28, 2025

Gambling with WWIII

 I say, bring it. A nuke dropped on the Kremlin and a bounty placed on all Russian military personnel above the rank of corporal, paid in vodka so their own buddies will turn 'em in, would do the world a ton of good. Russia and Russians have been a festering boil in the face of the Earth for 100s of years, and as for practical matters, none of the orcs' nukes will work anyway because they don't maintain shit. 

Since Dirty Diaper Don, AKA Krasnov, is Pewtin's employee, I'm thinking the American public may well really increase their support of Ukraine, as has been happening since the war started. 

I say all this because the world has just been treated to Orange Stinko behaving like the ass he is to the great hero Zelenskyy. The result will certainly be Europe detaching itself more from the US and continuing to arm up and prepare to, hopefully, wipe Russia off the map. 

I got 15 things photo'd and got myself cleaned up and got out of here just before 4, dropped off things at the post office and deposited my check in the bank (my math and theirs matched to the penny) and went over to Whole Foods for a slice of pizza and a pint bottle of Guinness, and some shopping. It's really damp or something outside, and warm. Maybe I'll live to see an Earth like in the movie Blade Runner, where it's just raining all the time - that's the best of the possible scenarios. 

I got bubble mailers at the Amazon place, stopped at Nijiya for more things, and got back here. Nice and uneventful, just how I like it. 

 

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