[A hawk, having just caught one of the robin fledglings from our back yard.]
Not much to say the week. I was crazy-busy and also got sick, so there wasn’t much to do other than try to stay awake and watch the country continue its rapid slide into fascism.
I found the time and energy at the end of the week to work in our backyard garden. That was when I heard a sudden commotion from the local robins, and looked up to see a large hawk had just caught one of the local fledglings. Better luck next incarnation, little fella.
Reading
Jack Hirschman. William Gibson. Dyrk Ashton and David Estes.
Writing
Nup’m.
Weekly Writing Prompt
Subject: Robots, Super Powers
Setting: Ocean
Genre: Literary Fiction
Listening
Robert Plant, “In the Mood”, from his album The Principle of Moments.
Interesting Links
- “Debating Trump “Ambush” of South African President With “White Genocide’ Lies” (Naked Capitalism) – Emasculated, senile, and impotent white nationalist (but I repeat myself) Donald J. Trump failed to intimidate and humiliate the South African president, and was called out on the absolute lie that is the cowardly false narrative of “white genocide”. Basically, everyone who believes that “white genocide” or “the great replacement” are real needs to be purged from the human race. And the sooner, the better. The world is better off without those racist white trash morons.