Nov. 17th, 2013

monk111: (Primal Hunger)
Kind of a warm, summer afternoon today. A reminder that our muggy, hot, uncomfortable days are not all behind us just because official summer is back there. The cold in our winter is only an intermittent condition. It is 90 degrees outside now, but I cannot imagine that Pop would agree to putting on the a/c.

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Wow, Pop agreed to put on the a/c. He even said, “I was going to suggest it.”
monk111: (Flight)
Hitchens gives us an idea of what his revision of the Ten Commandments might look like.

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It is difficult to take oneself with sufficient seriousness to begin any sentence with the words “Thou shalt not.” But who cannot summon the confidence to say: Do not condemn people on the basis of their ethnicity or color. Do not ever use people as private property. Despise those who use violence or the threat of it in sexual relations. Hide your face and weep if you dare to harm a child. Do not condemn people for their inborn nature - why would God create so many homosexuals only in order to torture and destroy them? Be aware that you are an animal and dependent on the web of nature, and think and act accordingly. Do not imagine that you can escape judgment if you rob people with a false prospectus rather than with a knife. Turn off that fucking cell phone - you have no idea how unimportant your call is to us. Denounce all jihad-ists and crusaders for what they are - psychopathic criminals with ugly delusions. Be willing to renounce any god or any religion if any holy commandments should contradict any of the above. In short: Do not swallow your moral code in tablet form.

-- Christopher Hitchens, “The New Commandments” in Arguably

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monk111: (Primal Hunger)
Now Lorie is here. This feels like a pattern. Lorie often comes within hours of Kay’s leaving. I wonder if they coordinate their assaults upon Pop’s fixed income. But Pop loves it, of course. He would gladly spend ten times what he does on them if he had the money. And it is not like any of that money would go to me if he were not spending it on them. He would only be growing his country music collection and maybe buying more ridiculous knick-knacks to decorate the house. If he got a million dollars, won the lottery, he might bump up my allowance to fifty dollars. No, on second thought, he might just hand me a one-time gift of a hundred dollars, if that.
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