Author: Crowhill Report

The Media Didn’t ‘Get It Wrong’ On Lafayette Park, They Lied To America — And They’re Still Lying

Pigweed sent me these two articles …

WaPo gives Biden ‘Four Pinocchios’ for ‘nonsensical’ claim that Alzheimer’s patients will soon flood hospitals

Biden warns global warming is the greatest threat to national security in speech to troops

Anyone who has followed Joe over the years knows that he has a very iffy relationship with the truth. When he’s not just making something up on the spot because it feels right, he might be plagiarizing somebody.

Now we have to deal with the additional factor that he’s showing signs of age-related … something. Maybe dementia.

Playing fast and loose with the truth is nothing new for Biden. Over several decades, he has become infamous — even among politicians — for gaffes, blunders … and lies.

I wish Joe the best, partly because he’s the president, and partly because if he has to step down, it would be President Harris, and that would be awful.

I was on a group call tonight — maybe 20 people — and one of the participants said (quite seriously) that the event she recently sponsored was “very diverse” because all the speakers were women. Most of the attendees obediently nodded their heads as if this was good and profound.

It takes 0.01 seconds for anyone with an operational brain to realize that “diversity” has come to mean something entirely unrelated to the English word diversity.

Real “diversity” would mean that the speakers were different on several levels of analysis. Age, race, sex, national origin, …. It would be easy to come up with 20 categories, and it would not be hard to come up with 100.

But the word has come to mean something entirely different. Now it means something like “anybody but white males.”

If you had all black speakers, that would be “diverse.” If you had all lesbian speakers, that would be “diverse.”

But if you had all white male speakers — who were different in 20 other categories — that would not be “diverse.”

This is the kind of idiotic nonsense you have to believe to join the cult of woke.

You may have heard that the 17 year cicadas (Brood X) are out this summer. They spend 17 years underground, sucking on the roots of trees, which might explain why they’re crap at flying. They’re slow and awkward, and run into things all the time. They’re easy prey for any above-ground critter that wants to catch one. The only way they survive is there are so many of them — literally trillions — that they don’t all get eaten.

The males make a very loud sound to attract a female. They only live above-ground about a month.

Some people are annoyed by them, and some are genuinely freaked out. Others want to find a way to eat them — since eating bugs is some new liberal cause. (See Pathetic Excuse for an Environmentalist Hasn’t Even Eaten a Cicada Yet from the paper of record.)

I find them amusing. They don’t hurt anybody, and the sound doesn’t bother me (especially since they’re quiet at night). They do run into you from time to time, or land on you. And sometimes they bounce off your windshield (they usually don’t squashed by that for some reason), but mostly they’re just kinda funny.

My siblings and I are going through the sad and nostalgic chore of cleaning out the house I grew up in. We keep running into things where someone would say, “Mom was sure that would be valuable some day.” Like a Mr. Peanut, Peanut Butter Maker.

It’s used, and partly broken. I might possibly get $5 for it.

There are some lovely prints by an Annapolis artist, which Mom was sure were valuable. They don’t do well at resale. Some of the vintage 70s china and glassware is a little valuable, but it’s hardly worth the trouble.

I’m sure there are people who do well with collectibles, but I think you have to study the market and know what you’re doing. Just keeping old stuff in the hopes that it will be valuable some day doesn’t work out as well as you might hope.