Mood

From The Rogue Columnist:

Yes, I'll be writing about the needless election to save light rail.

But I was struck, forgive the pun, by last week's news that a "city killer" asteroid had passed our planet, coming so close it was only one-fifth of the distance between the Earth and the moon. The rock wasn't one that scientists had been tracking, and it had seemingly appeared from "out of nowhere," Michael Brown, a Melbourne-based observational astronomer, told The Washington Post.

I was strangely unsurprised. My black-dog mood since 2016, when Hillary Clinton won the popular vote by 3 million votes but our fate was sealed thanks to 78,000 votes in three Midwestern states, in a deeply tainted, nay, stolen, election, has yet to abate. One of the most qualified people ever to seek the presidency lost to an astonishingly unqualified quisling for a foreign prince, a mob boss, a man now normalized by the media and heading for reelection.

Since then, everything has been falling apart. And all this time, I have thought: If we were surprised by a deadly visitor from the cosmos…yes, of course. The haunting 2011 film Melancholia, starring Kirsten Dunst, come true. Life, or its end, foreshadowed by art. Bad things coming our way.

We would have it coming having squandered out space program for 50 years after the magnificent achievement of Apollo 11. The world spent $1.8 trillion its militaries in 2018, higher than in the Cold War. Yet nothing is being done to protect the planet from some 20,000 near-earth asteroids. That number is not a typo.

Meanwhile, we are doing little to address a planetary emergency of our own making: climate change. The "President" and his party deny that it even exists. This is part of a broader pattern of destruction by "conservatives" and the Republican Party, now wholly Trumpist. Trump and the shredding of the Constitution is our other genuine crisis.

The Democrats have cracked up, too. The left has gone so mad that I dare not even write about my disagreements for fear of driving away Rogue readers. They will think I have gone off the deep end like Westbrook Pegler or Jim Kunstler. For the left, everything seems to be a "crisis": homelessness, affordable housing, diversity, racism, missing and murdered female "Native Americans," police brutality, etc. etc. Many of these are problems. Many are weaponized words simplifying and even distorting complex social conditions that transcend comic-strip Manichaeism.

Watch the liberal firing squad, the purity demands that can carry Seattle and the Bay Area in a landslide, and see Donald Trump win big next year. Then our experiment in self-governance really will be over. And so will the planet we knew.

We have only two crises: climate and Constitution. The rest are challenges, problems, conditions to which constructive or destructive policies and individual responsibility can be applied.

RC's Front Page Editor, Richard Silc, and I have an ongoing debate. He argues that the United States is heading toward a USSR-style collapse and breakup. I say we're watching the death of the Roman Republic and the rise of the Roman Empire, digital-style. We're too rich to experience 1989 redux. Also, unlike the Soviet Union, we're not made up of many antagonistic one-time nations yearning to break apart (the Russia then was happy to see them go).

The Romans happily sold their rights for bread and circuses (smart phones, streaming entertainment and online shopping), for the stability of an emperor and army (most Americans know nothing about our form of self-government, our inspired Constitution and Bill of Rights). Rome lost plenty of battles and wars, but it endured for almost 400 years in the west and 1,400 years in the east. To be sure, this was before nuclear weapons.

Happy sky watching.

My Latest Acquisition

Kind of disappointed with this one too. The seller rated the media as NM/NM+ (near mint, meaning it essentially plays and sounds like a new record). It most definitely is not. Of the two disk set, Disk One Side One is, indeed, nearly flawless. Disk One Side Two skips on one song (it's not a piece of gunk on the disk; I already ran a fingernail to verify). Disk Two Side One is horrific pops and clicks from beginning to end. Disk Two Side Two is good until about halfway and then it's as bad as the other side. I think that the seller either (a) did a visual inspection and didn't see any scratches so decided it was all good, or (b) listened to only the first side and assumed the entire album was that same condition.

I've notified him of my concerns. He's got a 100% satisfaction rating, so I'm  waiting to see what he has to say.

And yes, it came from overseas again, this time from the UK, so—like True Blue—it wasn't cheap.

I haven't heard this record in years, yet it was my go-to Elton John album when I was in high school (at least until Captain Fantastic came out). At the time the depth of the misogyny in most of Bernie Taupin's lyrics here was unapparent because no one was "woke," but now…oh my god, they scream off the vinyl and make half the songs on this record cringe-worthy at best and nearly unlistenable at worst.

UPDATE: The seller refunded the purchase price. Didn't even ask that the record be returned.

Any MAGA Takers?

Who am I kidding? A MAGAT wouldn't be caught dead within a hundred feet of this website.

Unless their pants were down around their ankles with a tube of lube in one hand…