Sacred Mountain

Rain fell on the desert last night, and the smell in the desert permeated the world.  Nothing compares to the smell of the desert when rain hits.  It is a good refreshing smell.  Yesterday we went to the rock art site at the Double V Bar Ranch.  The rock art is the native version of a sun dial.  For six minutes every year a shaft of sun light points to a specific spot on the rock art.  Imagine the Earth in such alignment as to move in the entire orbit in space and return to precisely the same spot a year later.  Very accurate and delicate clock indeed.

Next we went up Sacred Mountain and fund such an abundance of pot shards.  Erin had great fun discovering all the pot parts thrown from the top of the mountain six hundred years ago.  One can wonder in amazement at the sheer number of people who inherited this area so long ago.

Awaking each day in this new world of Trumpism seems odd.  The world seems on hold as we wait for the insane man to light the fuse of his administration.  What kind of explosion will it be? As the Trump rocket climbs into the air will it explode in a harmless fashion like so many fireworks do or will it rain down destruction on everyone.  Trump is a con man who will do what it takes to enrich himself.  Kadizzle read an interesting article by Paul Krugman in The New York Times today about how Trump will try to set up a system to enrich his buddies as the country tries to rebuild the roads and bridges.  When Republicans privatize prisons, roads, bridges, and schools some crook always makes a bundle.  Right here in Arizona the school system has been turned into a bucket of fraud by dreaming up these charter schools.  You take an abandoned store front and turn it into a school.  You can see it everywhere here.  Some clever hacks siphon off funds meant for the education of our children and you call it progress.  Trump will find hundreds of ways to redirect money to scammers.  That is his specialty.  America will be great again, great for fraud, great for cronyism, great for bribes, and great for kickbacks.  So here we sit the fuse has been lit.  The bomb will not go off until the worst man ever elected president in our lifetime is sworn in.  Trump has not an once of dignity. The scheming has already begun.  The foxes that will guard the nations chicken houses have been chosen.  Racist, war mongers, and cheerleaders for his majesty are all being rewarded for stirring up the Hoopleheads the brought the king to power.  What a glorious time we have to look forward to.