No wire no wire no wire
Have you ever courted disaster, then been dismayed when calamity responded eagerly to your advances?
I have.
Like, the time I was climbing down the pool ladder while talking on my cell phone.
The phone drowned.
(I was due for an upgrade anyway.)
Or the time I drove -- a car -- before I even had a driver's license.
I got about three blocks before I was stopped.
(That was a very long time ago.)
I Have A Deadline ... And A Beverage
Then there was the time I set a full cup of hot coffee right beside my keyboard on a heavy transcript-typing day.
Wait for it!
Copious amounts of the coffee sloshed into my keyboard, instantly wreaking alphanumerical havoc therein.
(Which resulted in me forcefully destroying my keyboard a few hours later. I took it back to the store in pieces. They were most qwertyous and gave me a new one for the price of a maintenance contract! I do believe they noticed the wild look in my eyes and were aching to be rid of me.)
That keyboard was never right anyway. The "E" was gone! What n rv .
Houston, We Have A Problem
In a similar vein, today when I visited the lovely blog of Mari at My Little Corner of the World and saw her Bob's clever carving Shocking, I was reminded of something that happened a few days after we moved to South Carolina.
The cable guy had come out to hook us up and found he was obliged to do some work in my sunroom involving a jigsaw and the drywall.
As he knelt facing the wall, back to the room, tool belt tugging on his trouser waistband -- as they do -- and made use of the jigsaw, the cable guy began intoning what sounded like a solemn mantra.
No war no war no war no war ...
TG and I stood transfixed. Then we looked at one another and burst out laughing.
"What are you saying, man?" TG finally asked.
Some People Have All The Luck
Cable guy looked up with a silly grin. "I say 'no war no war no war' over 'n over agin when I'm makin' a hole in the wall and I ain't turnt the juice off nor know where the wars even is."
TG and I looked at one another again.
Nothing.
Then dawn broke.
OH! He's saying no WIRE, no WIRE, no WIRE! As in, I hope there's no live electrical wire here where I'm cutting into the wall in order to install cable!
To this day when TG and I are taking some inordinate risk ... as in, assuming there's enough orange and lime sherbet at home in the freezer instead of automatically buying more ... we both chant "no war no war no war" just loud enough so the other can hear and be comforted.
Elections Have Consequences
Thirteen weeks remain until November second ... the day we could turn it all around if we all turn out.
Plan now to vote early and vote wisely.
It won't be enough to sit around chanting no more no more no more no more -- no more.
Have you seen the pictures of muslims clogging major thoroughfares in Manhattan, blocking traffic for hours so they can mutter prayers to Allah?
According to Snopes dot com, this has been happening for many years on an annual -- not weekly -- basis, and has nothing to do with Barack Obama being president.
I don't care.
Imagine if a group of Christians attempted to block traffic on a street in any city on any day, falling to their knees to pray to God, refusing to move until they were good and ready.
I'm pretty sure arrests would be made, and it would be covered with great contemptuous relish by the likes of Rachel Maddow and Keith Olbermann, not to mention the females on The View.
Freedom of religion is one thing; Death to America is quite another.
We've really got to change things this time or, practically speaking, there'll be no hope.