When you think about it, every subject, every thought is connected. It has to be you know, since it’s all part of one cosmic puzzle. Least I think it is.
There must be something to the fact that now four states have declared that gays have a right to marry. I mean it’s not random. There is a force involved that has slowly found it’s tipping point. It’s kind of neat to feel part of the point right now. Iowa being the first Midwestern state to find the practice of discrimination unconstitutional.
Some are saying that the Iowa Supreme Court had the guts, in its opinion, to finally face the elephant in the room. It said that one of the unspoken reasons for opposition to the idea of gays having the legal right to marry was “religious reasons.” Of course we all know this to be true. In fact is really the only reason there is opposition I would suggest. And the Court rightly said, the Government is expressly forbidden from considering religious opinion in determining an issue of law. It is, as the Court said, the essence of separation of church and state.
It’s why some are touting the Iowa decision as one of the better legal arguments yet made. Added to that, Vermont has overridden it’s governor’s veto, which marks it as the first state by legislature to adopt same-sex marriage as legal and right.
I suspect the house of cards of intolerance is about to fall everywhere.
I don’t know about you, but I don’t like baseball season. I suspect to some that is pure sacrilege, but it’s true. I find it boring. Men stand around and scratch a lot, pull on their clothes, rake their feet through the dirt, like about to charge bulls, all the while, the rest chew and spit, and run over yakking with each other. They look up, down, to the first base, they stand around.
It all takes a lot of time, and after seeing it a couple of times, I know the routine. Also the apparent need to play act when the ump does something one side thinks unfair is tiresome. Probably just means they have lost a good chance to stay in the game or score. In any case, the manager runs out, and yells at the ump. All done very dramatically, nose to nose.
Is it contractually required that the manager use mouth wash when he is gonna yell at someone that close up? Oh and then he has to kick dirt on the base. That’s important for some reason. I guess to give the ump more work. He has a whisk broom to dust it off. Convenient I’d say.
I hear that they have tried lots of ways to cheat. Putting stuff in the bat to make it heavier, putting tar on the ball or something like that. Grease balls? I recall seeing a pitcher try to throw away his banned substance once as he was called to the ump. Cheaters. Is it in their contracts or something that they must win a particular number of games or they are fired? Isn’t it worse for the whole team when they get caught cheating? I’d fire them for sure then. Seems like that would dictate playing fair.
There is too much money in the game, that’s for sure. If there were less, then maybe they wouldn’t cheat so much. Steroids, that’s a whole other story. Weird how people risk their very lives to cheat at a game. Can’t figure out why dying would be worth it, you can’t even spend the money.
On the other hand, I like college basketball, but hate professional basketball. MSU lost to UNC, in case you didn’t hear. You probably did. It was an ugly game for a Spartan. We turned on “24” at 9:00. It was too painful to watch. They don’t spit, and don’t scratch, which is a good thing. I don’t know why I don’t like the NBA. Haven’t a clue. But I have a suspicion it began when they started wearing skirts to play in rather than shorts. The college kids do it too, but it’s only because they emulate their elders. Not their fault.
All this is tied together cosmically speaking. You should probably spend some time figuring out why. I have a headache.
A woman who is about to turn 115, doesn’t drink or smoke. But she likes her bacon crispy. I don’t know if that’s connected. Wounded Bird, had a post today about bacon sandwiches being good for hangovers. I don’t know if that connects to the 115 year old or not either, but they came up suspiciously close in my reader, so I figured they might be. I’m just hear to report the news, not figure it out for you.
I promised no mean rants against the usual suspects, but since the Rethugs have determined that use of the word “liberal” no longer is viable as a smear against Democrats, and are using terms like, socialist, communist, totalitarian, fascist, etc, what are they gonna do when this doesn’t work? I mean what’s left? (no pun intended). It seems in a fit of utter pique they have drained the insult box of all it’s worst. “Oh, those Democrats, such Daisies! nothing but little fawns with spots!” Is that next?
Remember when it used to be called “life after death?” Now it’s called, “life after Bush.” I think they mean mostly the same thing don’t you?
It seems that 11:45 AM on Tuesday is the most stressful moment of the week. It’s past that now here, so I’m safe for another week. You have been warned!
Healthy people can’t easily tell the front from the back of a mask, but schizophrenics can. I’m not sure how important this is except on Halloween, and I’m even more curious how scientists thought to check this out. But again, this item was close in sequence to the one about stress above, so, I’m very sure they are connected. Maybe we are being told to put masks on Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity, and Glenn Beck? It’s tough trying to figure out the cosmic implications of all this.
Anyway, all this is in your hands now. Tell me how it all fits together. I’m off to new wonders.