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.