Bits and Pieces for May 2025

What doesn't kill you makes you wish you were dead anyway:  Threats to our very existence can be found almost daily among media sources, often because they want us to continue reading as the ads and commercials roll by.  But sometimes substantial dangers do pop up, and they should be covered as a precautionary note.

Such may be the case with a couple of body invaders making disturbing strides around the planet.  The fungus Aspergillus, for one, can do to us what it excels at with animals and insects -- taking up residence inside a body and literally consuming one from the inside to the outside. On simple terms, we are the main cuisine, the carte du jour at Restaurant de Fungus, and we pay the bill, sometimes with our lives.

Blaming climate change -- don't they always? -- scientists predict that lethal forms of Aspergillus will hijack our bodies, an easy task because its spores are airborne, ready at all times to jump in any time somebody takes in a breath of fresh air, or any kind of air.  Then it's off to the lungs and progressive and fast domination of lung tissue which will ultimately kill off the human or animal.  Yes, anti-fungal medications exist, but some are as lethal as the fungus itself, and while one chemical preparation may successfully treat fungal infections, it might also wreak havoc on the patient's kidneys and cause death.

I'm reminded of microscopic photos I've seen showing a fungus eating a fly from inside-out, consumption so complete that traces left behind resemble nothing.

However, if being eaten by an unsympathetic fungus which couldn't care less about your desires doesn't appeal to you, how about. . .

Ingesting screwworms?  Wouldn't you know, just the mere larva of a particular fly can enter animal or human bodies through the smallest of wounds and as it grows will -- didn't you just read this? -- eat you from outside to inside to outside, leaving one pretty much devoid of useful internal organ function.  Death is but a side-effect. There was a time when screwworms were handled successfully through sterilization and other means, but that was years ago and authorities lost their grip -- and cattle smugglers began importing cattle infested and doomed with screwworms with no routine examinations whatsoever.  The U.S. beef industry braces for an invasion as the fly in question appears ever closer to North America, and as heroic efforts are currently underway to combat this deadly threat.  

On the bright side, instead of calling your enemies motherf***ers to their faces now, you can just tell them they're screwworms, causing them great puzzlement as you quickly escape the punishment you otherwise might anticipate.

Swing-gularity:  Men want to become women, women want to become men, few people want to make babies and not even your cat knows what you are anymore. I realize that the "singularity" is supposed to indicate the emergence of human and machine, but maybe the term also signifies the appearance of a person lacking any sexual or gender characteristics whatsoever.  Not much of a species multiplier. Maybe unseen forces have a plan.

No forced Covid shots:  RFK, Jr. made the right decision re excusing pregnant women and children from the so-called immunization.  When one sees evidence of rubber band-like substances in arteries and nobody quite knows what or why, it might be time to blame the "vaccine."

King Charles visits America's 51rst state!  Oh Canada, oh, oh Canada. . .What has he done for you? Charles currently has other problems, but I'm betting his cancer would improve with stress levels lowered if you just join us here in the states so he won't need to worry about Canada anymore. If you really, really care about your King's health you'll consider becoming our newest state, and then Charles can concentrate on getting better.

Nothing much more today.  Oh, um, if the four or so criminal element personnel who wielded Biden's Auto-pen in the White House could sign me a pardon for all of my future crimes before I'm tried and convicted, that would be great. Spell my name right, okay?

Ending Us

Following a long list of encounters between "family planning" (abortion) clinics and anti-abortion protestors, sometimes ending in staff deaths and destruction of property, here allegedly comes a 25 year old man to Palm Springs, California, attempting to blow up a fertilization clinic.  True, his plans seem to have gone awry when he inadvertently blew himself up as well, causing only partial damage to the building, leaving only an unattended tripod camera behind to explain his desire to go live on the Internet, but. . .

Law enforcement personnel apparently zeroed in on his "manifesto" (these are obviously so prevalent in society now that anybody who doesn't have one must be out of touch. . .or is this my own manifesto?), painting him as an "anti pro-life" individual, also referenced in some news sources as an "anti-natalist."

We need not dwell upon a young man destined to be noted historically as a lunatic, quite possibly hatched from a loner's mold.  A planet devoid of all humans seemed to be his dying wish.  Was he a terrorist?  Well, yes, but such a bizarre turn of events in this instance might cause us to recoil in thought as much as in fear. We don't see what is popularly noted purely as genocide here -- indeed, this guy calls for depopulation of the entire planet, every human, every single one.  Nobody is left out.  Is this kindness or courtesy?  He seems to have been involved with folks who believe the kindest thing one can do for humans is to kill 'em off so's they don't need to suffer.  Hmm. Wow.

As we suspected years ago, is it really beyond the pale to believe there are people well-equipped in laboratories among strategic, yet likely unimpressive locations around the globe exploring ways to end every human on Earth?  At the very least, to them fertilization institutions storing human embryos could seem as terrifying as humans abducted and maintained for nurture and reproduction among the creatures in the movie, "Alien."

Is it possible that planet-wide we humans are just tiring of ourselves and the community housing monstrosities we've built, just one reason why populations are shrinking?  Have we reached the summit of realization that we've actually gone about as far as we can or desire to go, our exploration of self and universe at a standstill?  Those looking for a better life may well ask:  What better life?  Is human DNA running dry, twisting expectations and survival tactics into a frazzle?  Is it conceivable that our species was born all along to become suicidal in the long run?  It is not true that lemmings commit mass suicide, but what of us?

Our species has polluted, destroyed, killed and wiped off the face of the Earth everything in our path, not necessarily because we want to, but because this is what we do by nature.  The lifetime of just one human baby born tomorrow will result in the deaths of how many creatures that bleed, feel pain and wish to live just as much as we, merely to feed that one person?

While the peculiarly faithful among us believe they're solving "climate change" with toxic solar panels and cumbersome wind turbines known to provide nowhere near the energy required by current populations NOR to quench the monster requirements of artificial intelligence, more intricate minds concentrate upon microplastic particles and their invasion of living human and animal bodies (thus breaking the blood/brain barrier, creating potential hazards yet unimagined).  What have we done in the name of human supremacy?  The answer may be found in overflowing landfills, along with lakes, rivers and oceans crammed with poisonous monuments of utter pollution attesting to our own stupidity.  Our legacy of once beautiful landscapes now littered with bulldozed mountains of toxins, baby diapers, condoms and feminine hygiene products speaks perfectly to human progression and what we are and the prospect that we may be nothing more. The water we and other creatures drink today may contain remnants of the psychiatric or hormone-changing drugs somebody else excreted last week.

Elon Musk wants to save some of us by taking humans to Mars.  Hey Elon, while you're out there working personally on human reproduction -- are you sure you aren't conflicted with some need for us to get away from our own selves, though simultaneously impossible whilst you blast us off to another planet?

Of course, artificial intelligence itself may end human life on Earth quickly, once it discovers that we apparently have no purpose for existence other than looking at our phones incessantly or watching sports on TV.

So yes, a young California nobody special traveled to Palm Springs, intent upon taking into his own hands plans already settled in his brain.  Before dismissing him as simply one more nut case, however, we should approach his thinking with caution and consider whether he was just mentally disturbed, or perhaps the bellwether of a collective attitude among humans on the verge.  Sooner or later, a planetary mass extinction will depart with humans and nature's abundance aboard the death train, and the universe won't give any more of a damn than it has in other galaxies where the brightest of flames went dark for eternity.

Mexico's Navy Hits the Brooklyn Bridge: So -- That old joke about finding somebody stupid enough to buy the Brooklyn Bridge from a scammer has now become complicated by the addition of a Mexican Navy ship. . .because while fools may be interested in buying the bridge, nobody will believe that Mexico has a Navy.  I've seen McHale's Navy on TV, but never entertained a single thought that Mexico had something, um, equally impressive.

Because this is the second recent large bridge/vessel collision in the USA, our minds wander.  Chances are good that "power" problems are involved -- we just hope they aren't precipitated by bad actors with super-sensitive tools of destruction.

Biden prostate cancer:  Again I am reminded of all the money pouring into women's and girls' health issues, while men and boys remain basically irrelevant with minimal exploratory funding and plenty of invisibility.  You don't believe it? Just watch TV commercials and public service announcements.

True justice?  Per broadcaster Glenn Beck and The Blaze, we are told that a way-high-up Democrat in a position to know has gone whistle blower, offering the names of three Biden White House personnel of high standing who were pulling strings and misusing Biden's auto signature device to sign documents that would enrich themselves.  The Dept. of Justice is said to be about ready to spring into action on arrests.  Also, some members of the National Institute of Health may have hidden documentation of the extreme dangers of Covid "vaccines," and arrests at the NIH may occur within days.  We sure hope so.

UFO information disclosure:  Keep dreaming, keep hoping, keep on keeping on. . .

Pope Soap on a Rope Creates a Slippery Slope for a Dope

Americans, get out your wallets.  The silver collection plate wrought in Rome is poised to smack us in the head.  More on that shortly, but first. . .

Breaking Broken News:  "The Plane!  The Plane!" Once the energized words announced energetically every week on TV's original "Fantasy Island" by (the tragically late) actor Herve' Villechaize, these words resurfaced in my mind when President Trump was offered a very pricey airplane by the government of Qatar.  Unfortunately, immense legal -- constitutional -- questions may scuttle Trump's desire to accept this classic gift as a new Air Force One, raising objections from both Republicans and Democrats.

Personal note to the government of Qatar:  Um, you don't know me, but I happen to be as American as Donald Trump, and I CAN accept gifts.  I wouldn't dream of asking you for an aircraft. However, I would happily accept, say, a solid gold toilet, something cast off and no longer wanted for the palace?  Hey, you don't even need to clean it first, just pack it up and FedEx it (at your expense, of course, thank you) to me. destination New York, USA.  You won't actually need a shipping address, as I've every confidence that my own government's FBI will contact me directly, with or without the toilet in hand, so to speak. They always have questions about these things, as I'm sure you know.  Oh, oh, by the way -- if I end up with some kind of gift tax in the USA, would you kindly pay that?  Thank you so much.  Sincerely, your American friend Robert, perfectly willing to whore out my integrity for a solid gold toilet. (Just one more thing:  PLEASE do not have this treasure delivered by members of Hamas, whom you apparently know intimately.  To be honest, I wouldn't know how much to tip them, for fear of tempting beheading territory, if you know what I mean.)

Now, on to today's crime watch issue:

Following a couple of days deliberating something or another by a gang of cardinals, "we" have a winner, to be known as Pope Leo XIV.

Of course, we outsiders were unable to gain access to the conclave, but I suspect it all boiled down to something like this:  "Hey, someday Trump will be gone and Democrats will return to power, so who's our best choice to assure a huge ongoing flow of open or covert government cash in the future?" asked many in unison.

As the cardinals returned to their senses following uninspired votes eliciting black smoke, they suddenly realized the perfect choice was sitting among them and his name was Robert something.

"There is no other choice," perhaps offered one member. "Not only does this one hail from Chicago, where monies of all nature have always been easy to obtain one way or another, but his American roots will guarantee government contacts whose powers of funding all manner of charities with American tax dollars, whether they like it or not, are immense!  Remember, friends, Congress holds numerous Catholic congressional members, and they will wish to assure their eternal salvation by procuring funds for Church affiliates!"

The Pope, presumed middle-man between humans and God, a representative closer to thee and nearer to thy American money by default.  It will be a short hop from the Vatican, to the USA, to Chicago, to D.C.  Why plunder Vatican gold for the world's masses when America's Catholics in charge politically are ever so understanding, compassionate and charitable with other people's money?  After all, even great American colleges and universities learned long ago to leave their vast, growing endowments untouched as students, their families and taxpayers were forced by legislation to pay the tab.

And so it may have been as most, concerned as much for the bottom line as for the suffering of Jesus himself, voted for the loved and respected Robert from the streets of Chicago, and he changed his costume and his name and transformed into a butterfly image with a respectable alias, and Robert would forever carry the a.k.a. of Pope Leo XIV.  As it had been for centuries, the ancient puppet strings were back in play, but with a profound difference:  This time, the far-reaching hands of The Church would lurk closer to the United States than ever before, and something as seemingly insignificant as a change in American political leadership was all the Church puppeteers needed.  Indeed, patience will be a virtue, as surely as a chimney can be rigged to release puffs of virgin white smoke.  

Hail a new pope, hail the Faithful, hail the Fantasy, hail Caesar, hail regalia, hail forced and deceptive charity from American taxpayers, and hail the non-stop influx of illegal immigrants continuing to kill off Western Europe with papal approval, the same papal approval impressed with Biden's illegal alien invasion of the United States.  

Oh, what the hell.  May as well hail Satan, too, as long as we're hailing everybody else. Playing favorites is just so risky.

Thoughts After Midnight

That's a blatant lie.  My thoughts today arrived during the afternoon, but as I'm sure you will agree, today's title sounds mysterious, whilst had I entitled this, "Thoughts After Morning" you might shrug your shoulders with expectations of something suitable for TV's Hallmark Channel.

Anyway. . .

Oh, Democrat-ick Party, PLEASE, PLEASE accept David Hogg as your leader and let this lad embody and thrust upon your members everything he wants to accomplish. In fact, maybe you can run Kamala Harris again, because she's sure to blossom next time as President of the United States.  How could voters possible turn her down?  She was so-o-o-o-o close to beating Trump in the last election, except for the popular and electoral vote totals. Beyond that, this lady is a winner beyond compare. Uh huh.

As a bevy of Catholic cardinals meet to vote for a new pope, is it true that while cloistered for several days they actually send out for dozens of pizzas and an undetermined number of elementary school boys?  Methinks old "habits," like old popes, probably die hard.

What's the hurry in removing lead paint from old houses?  As kids, my generation ate plenty of lead paint chips, and in fact if children weren't snacking on a steady diet of paint chips as we scratched our way across walls and floors society would have suspected we weren't normal.  Okay, lead ain't great for nutrition, but I wonder of it's healthier than Covid mRNA vaccination complications and the litany of scary drugs one sees advertised on TV day in and day out?

I was impressed with the Mexican jumping beans I encountered as a child, maybe even more than I am with Mexico's president right now. Publicly, she states no thanks to Trump for his offer to send American troops into Mexico to combat the drug issue.  Behind the scenes, however, with her approval or not, can there be little doubt that Trump's team is making intricate plans to not only "invade" by perhaps peculiarly covert means, but to blow these rat bastards to eternal Fentanyl fields in the sky?  We suspect that Trump has little patience for those who murder Americans across borders, despite the negative words of a Mexican president who probably fears the cartels enough to say or do the wrong thing.

Making national news for several days last week was the Westhill School District in Syracuse, NY, where 11 members of a high school boys lacrosse team were charged with crimes involving what could be considered a "hazing," involving abduction, kidnapping and mental torment of a younger teammate. The county district attorney ultimately allowed the boys, some as old as 18, to avoid felony charges in exchange for lesser punishment if they turned themselves in to law enforcement authorities, and they did.  Allegedly, the team members put a pillow case over the victim's head, tied him, put him into a car trunk and drove him to a rural area, where others emerged from the woods and threatened him with a (real or phony) gun and knife.

This was a terrible violation of trust among teammates.  I was thinking this over, wondering how far we have come since the good old days when we read of high school and college hazing rituals involving nothing more than lots of beer drinking, a mop handle and the pledge getting something very unpleasant in the rear. Maybe eating lead paint chips isn't so bad after all, particularly if your brain isn't quite up to serious hazing.

BREAKING BROKEN NEWS!!  The Westhill School District superintendent reports that the 11 students involved in the hazing WILL receive discipline.  We are told that such discipline may involve tying them up with pillow cases over their heads, followed by a trip to the forest in a car trunk, where they will encounter strangers with guns and knives and. . .

Every Sunday on NBC-TV's "Meet the Press" dominating and aggravating host Kristin (?) Welker interrogates guests while thrusting her pen-holding hand or just her fingers into the air, intent upon interrupting and asking the next question before allowing the last a timely response.  As a member of the "legacy media," she apparently leaves no guest harboring conservative credentials off the hook of shame and accusation.  Maybe Welker's nose for news would enjoy an all-paid weeks-long visit to. . .

Trump's Big Beautiful Alcatraz Prison, renewed and reinvigorated:  Should he actually get this majestically historic criminal bed-and-breakfast-forever landmark up and running again, what journo would refuse a chance to spend some time behind bars?  If treated like J-6 prisoners who never should have stayed in jail for a day, reporters can turn out some great stories about their timed abuse. Speaking of crime and legalities. . .

"60 Minutes" allows big law firms to cry on their shoulders:  It's true, Sunday's edition of the CBS legend gave huge law firms and attorneys an opportunity to vent about mean ol' Trump, the schoolyard bully going after his alleged enemies in the legal profession.  Oh, how they fear for the very survival of the Constitution, all because Trump Is Coming.  One wonders how they enjoy feeling as Trump did during all the lying poop dumped on him by Democrats with the help of certain attorneys?  CBS was sure to throw in a conservative attorney for balance, but really -- balance depends upon a scale's accuracy in weighing matter.  Or a weighty matter.

Movie tariffs:  President Trump wants 100 percent tariffs on foreign films brought into the USA.  Please, Mr. President, I beg you -- let the foreign film procession remain free, lest we end up with American-based motion pictures such as "Making Love" and a succession of the same touchy-feely, estrogen-dripping, best buddies films we already endure.