Thought they were better than that

Seeing a friend sucked into the Trump cult is a sad thing.  One of the scariest things about the Trump cult are the people in it.  At one time Kadizzle had some respect for these people.  He knew them as business people, plant managers, mayors, and what seemed like normal rational people, but now they are in the cult and refuse to leave no matter what motivation Trump gives them.   Trump lies, cheats, steals, rapes, and disrespects women, military personnel and these people still stick with him.  A mental aberration is the only explanation. 

Morning in America

In our home for the homeless Winky is asleep up in her nest. Kadizzle is down here in his nest with the Earth Module sitting outside the window. Kadizzle awakened about five A.M.  The silence is wonderful here in the country.  A warm morning shower felt good.  Now we face another day of gradually getting ready to migrate.  Before we migrate we have to make a trip to Vermont to see Cheech and her two little snoochols.  Son Quinn is getting so big and Evie has a blast with her other adoring granny. 

What the world could be if the rich did not insist on stealing everything.  The incredible wealth disparity in this country is insane.  

We are living in a nice house that normally sits empty. How many nice houses sit empty while people are homeless? What we have in this country is a distribution problem.  Time to see if Winky is awake and have some coffee.  

Toys headed south

In a couple hours Stroupini will stop by to load up the motorcycle.  Along with the cycle Stroupini will take the little sailboat he has donated for the Kadizzles to use.  Both will go to Arizona.  Stroupini is nuts, he is going to make this long drive and sleep in the cab of his pickup truck. God bless him.  Hopefully he will get to do some sailing on the four lakes down in AZ.  That little boat will be a lot of fun.  You can pack some stuff and camp on the shore of the spectacular canyon lakes. 

Winky and Kadizzle have hiked two days in a row at the Knife River Indian village.  Walking through the woods where the ancients camped in the summer makes one think about the past.  For some strange reason they will not permit bikes on the trails.  It would be fun and harmless. Perhaps Kadizzle will have a talk with the park superintendent. 

Winky and Kadizzle have been busy preparing the Earth Module for launch to AZ.   The new camper is now equipped with two huge batteries and a new solar panel.  

Dina Butcher will turn eighty soon and everyone needs to wish her a happy birthday.  Dina is Kadizzle's political hero in North Dakota.  She is the bravest woman in North Dakota fighting for democracy.  Dina has received national recognition for her fight to the ethics commission.  Dina is a lifelong Republican that has turned against the Trump cult.  By any standard a brave intelligent woman who gets things done. 

Kadizzle pitched from Facebook

Kadizzle has been banned from Facebook for thirty days.  Apparently the Facebook computer does not understand sarcasm.  The Fargo Forum had an article about homeless people in Fargo.  People were complaining about the homeless people.  Kadizzle suggested that the problem would be solved if people voted for Trump.  Kadizzle said Trump would round up the homeless and kill them like Hitler killed the gypsies in Germany.  Well it seems Facebook has entered a touchy area of censorship. 

Nazi Flags Flying

 The fags are flying.  People publicly declaring their stupidity is an amazing sight.  Kadizzle is now hunkered down near the little town of Stanton, North Dakota.  The local businesses have cranes with the boom raised high flying Trump flags.  It is a sickening sight.  Simple minded people proud that they do not read, comprehend or understand.  The Nazi Trump flags have sprouted.  These people declare the truth just does no matter.  Living a world with cult members sprinkled among us gives and uncomfortable feeling.  What did it feel like in Germany as the country marched toward disaster?  Years ago when Kadizzle moved to North Dakota it seemed like a reasonable place.  Back in West Virginia, that state seemed like a reasonable place, but we have slipped into redneck heaven. Gun toting, flag waving, Republican Jesus hell is now the standard. 

Now there is a good sign.  Kadizzle knows two preachers well.  Both of them have seen the evil of Trump and are pressing their flocks to wake up.  It seems that some Republicans are coming out of the fog.  Trump's insanity seems to get worse every day.  At what point do people finally wake up?

Hello Russians

Good morning Russians.  Kadizzle just checked the statistics on this blog.  There are about 900 Russian followers, and 500 people from the United States.  Please Russians don't help Trump get elected this time.  If you help defeat Trump you will be eligible for a Kadizzle T Shirt, a trip to Kadizzleland,  a signed pair of Kadizzle's under garments, and many other prizes.  So get to work and do some good hacking this time.  

Moon Launch

Outside our country dacha sits the new Earth Module.  Daily Winky and Kadizzle prepare for the launch.  When the module is finally launched toward Arizona it must be equipped with everything to survive.  A new solar panel has been purchased and the motorcycle rack has to be built.  Winky is trying to find where to store all the essentials.  One thing about the new module is we have better sleeping accommodations for a guest.  Stoupini is enthusiastic about pulling a small sailboat to Lake Roosevelt for us to use.  That will be a great addition to our winter fun. 

 

Rain will come and the wind will blow, deer will die in the winter snow

 The tranquility of the country is soothing. The Kadizzles may be developing a bad habit of sitting in front of a large TV in the morning. Never in our hundreds of years of marriage have we done such.  The styrofoam deer is out in the yard grazing. Brian put genuine deer antlers on it.  Kadizzle remembers when we fired an adle adle at it.  If you don't know what an adle adle is you need to look it up and learn.  Yesterday the Kadizzles made a trip to Bismarck and reminisced about how small it used to be.  Now urban sprawl is the norm.  Dina made some great margaritas and Mexican food was ordered.  Of course this resulted in a night of digestion problems.  We are preparing the new Earth Module for the next run somewhere.  Storing our Earthly possessions is a big project.  Kadizzle is building a rack for the motor cycle.  Sleeping out in the country away from the noise is very pleasant.  

At some point the plan is to make the long trek to Vermont, or Philadelphia to see Cheech, Chuba Bubba, Evie and Sam. That will be a haul.  It does not seem right to drive into the dementia of the East when we are out here on the prairie safe and sound.   

Greener Pastures

 Maybe the search for greener pastures blew up in our face. Today we sign the papers that let our home of 42 years go.  Winky's grandfather was an architect and designed the house.  Finally we had it tuned to perfection.  Winky was famous for her garden and yard.  What were we smoking?  The lure of the southwest got to us.  Payson, Arizona seemed like it could supply us with just a little more.  That ugre for more usually gets people in trouble.  In ou 70's we are too old for the adventure we are undertaking.  This is the stage of life for gentle crumbling.  Kadizzle sees himself as that old house in the country with the roof sagging, the windows broken and the fence falling apart.  You are going to age, even though you hope it is at the pace of a glacier, it is going to happen.  One of the hardest things for the Kadizzles to give up was living with some wonderful neighbors.  Dallas and Marilyn were saints as neighbors.  We loved helping them and enjoyed sitting on their back porch having a rootbeer float or a gin and tonic.  Bod and Liz were younger than us and hunting and sailing friends forever.  What were we smoking?  So off we go into the land unknown.  This is like a space shot.  Here we sit at another good friends house.  This is indeed a wonderful setting easy to get used to.  We are out in the country with no one around in any direction. The peace, quite, and tranquility are raining down.  Soon we have to take off on a long drive to Philadelphia to see Cheech, Chubba Bubba, Evie, and Abraham Albert.  This has been the summer of long drives.  Two Trips west to buy a truck and camper, and now a trip east.  It will all add up to over six thousand miles. 

The Earth Module sits beside Ray's house.  Ray was a good old friend that passed away.  His son graciously let us move into his empty home.  The Hazen domicile is behind us and we have stepped into a new world.  Ray had a very nice home with many amenities.  Out in the country things are so nice and peaceful.  It is such a pleasant break from the hectic life of moving. 

National affairs are disturbing.  The Trump cult is frightening.  It seems we are on the verge of civil war.  The last civil war was won by the north because of industrialization.  Hopefully this civil war will be won by the side that has science, and reality on their side.  So much of what Trump has stirred up reminds one too much of Nazi Germany.  The cults ability to soak up the lies and paranoid nonsense is astounding.  As we approach the election we can only expect the insanity to grow. 

Trump's hardware store

Kadizzle went down to the hardware store to get some electrical supplies.  Somehow checking out he got engaged in a political discussion with the store owner's daughter who was clerking.  First the discussion centered on education. Kadizzle said that a good education was crucial to understanding the world.  The young girl behind the counter said she believed that all important things could be learned from experience, and that normal education did not matter.  Her entire family was home schooled.  Kadizzle said it was important to know statistics to really understand the world.  Kadizzle said that anyone that knew how to do real research and use statistics would know for example how much Trump lied.  At the point young Mrs. Hardware said she check all her facts with Fox News and everything Trump has said is true.  She asked me if I supported Biden.  I told her I did.  At this point she said Biden was a pedophile.  Kadizzle explained to her that the right wing media was circulating a picture of Biden kissing his grandson on the forehead at the funeral of his son.  Kadizzle asked her what she thought about Trump's advocating grabbing women's genitals.  She said she knew nothing about it.  At this point her father broke into the conversation and asked if I did not grab some butt in my day.  He said everyone does.  Kadizzle was dumbfounded and asked him if he was serious.  At this point Kadizzle was told to leave the store.  The display of the cult like attitude was unbelievable.  The effect of home schooling was obvious. The poor kid was totally devoid of any real news or sense of reality.  Apparently all the children were raised in this atmosphere of father knows best and the truth.  It is very sad to see children robbed of the right to think. 

A nice old memory

If you want to see some nice video watch the Buckskin Gulch video below.  Many years ago Winky and Kadizzle hiked the gulch with Ruth and Rodger.  It is a hike everyone should experience if they ever can. It is near the Wave, probably one of the most famous natural features for photographers.  

Buckskin Gulch, Utah, USA in 4K Ultra HD

Tearing apart the Engine room

 Kadizzle is sitting here where he sits every morning.  This is the place where we get up to date.  Getting up to date is a process of the modern world.  One gets on the Google and finds out the state of the world.  Of course the current state of the world is pure unadulterated insanity.  A plague of idiots has flourished in the fields of Fox News, KFYR, and right wing media.  Back to the engine room.  Everyone should have a place of refuge.  The engine room has an old cheap desk that Kadizzle has fallen in love with.  The damn thing is made out of the modern particle board, the curse of humanity.  Things that used to be real wood are now pressed glue.  However, the desk is laid out just right for Kadizzle.  Maybe Kadizzle will get up off his arse and take a picture of the control center. 

Music is the most important part of the morning ritual.  Somehow music starts the engine.  The Bismarck Tribune has to be checked to see if the right wing or the left wing dingers are firing hard at each other.  The bad news this morning is some simple minded woman praised the Trump boat parade in Bismarck.  The Nazis love to march.  

Well today may be the day the cherished engine room is disassembled.  Trump might have his desk in the Oval Office, but this desk works better.  Just about three more days and the Kadizzles will become gypsies.  No home, just traveling trash.  The world does take strange turns.  Our pseudo home will be at an old friends house.  Ray passed away, but it is interesting to see how the world turned.  Kadizzle may end up sleeping in Ray's bed.  Kadizzle remembers so well the first day he saw Ray.  Little did Kadizzle know how the Earth would spin to the point it has. Our lives suffer from two major curses intertwined.  Trump and the Virus have taken away so much.  The freedom to travel the world will be missed the most.  Trump has turned our country into a cesspool of virus and stupidity.  Other countries don't want us.  We are like infected rats led by the biggest rat.  At any rate have a good day  fight the fight.  Talk to every man woman and child and let them know the need to vote the rats from office.  Don't miss a chance. 

Plastic mental illness

 

With the moving game in full progress everything must be packed.  Kadizzle has become obsessed with this shrink wrap stuff.  Now he has a new way of packing for traveling.  You take one pair of socks, one pair of underwear and a T shirt, roll them in a bundle and wrap.  You have a kit for one day to get you off to a start from the shower.  With a good foundation  you are good to go.  Five days equals five bundles.  You can wrap the world with this stuff.  It keeps similar things together.  It is the greatest invention since peanut butter. 

That time of year is coming when the Kadizzle family gets to pretend we are the one percent that stole everything.  At Thanksgiving if the world still exist the family will gather in Sedona by the pool .  Sylvie will be swimming like a fish, and Kadizzle may see a couple of his sisters.  At this stressful time that scene looks pretty good. 

Once in awhile

 As the world crumbles Kadizzle often things about running away to the hills of West Virginia.  A thousand years ago Kadizzle and Winky spent the summers on the family farm up a narrow valley in the middle of West Virginia.  It was just a forest retreat.  The beauty of that place is it's self sustaining nature. The most wonderful aspect is free natural gas.  Because there is a gas well on the property the land owner gets gas free from the well.  Think about it.  The gas runs the refrigerator, heats the house, and would provide electricity if you wanted to run a generator.  The water comes from the well. The sewage goes in the outhouse. The place needs nothing to keep you alive but a garden. Deer meat is free.  If you could eat groundhogs, and squirrels you could have some variety.  The neighbors are hillbillies, and nice people.  You see noone for weeks.  The outside world leaves you alone.  So when the worst happens if we can make it back to the hills we might survive.  Maybe that is why people say head for the hill.  The good book says " I lift mine eyes unto the hills from whence cometh my health. ".   When all else fails you can find us on Cain' Run in Ritchie County, West Virginia.  Maybe we will come full circle .   We were here at age 26 and maybe we will die there at age 76.  Like the Nazis the Trump cult might hunt us down and eradicate us for thinking outside the Fox univers. 

Can we do 2020 over?

 This has been one of the most insane years of the old life.  Nothing compares except maybe the sixties.  Like complete fools the Kadizzles have sold their wonderful home.  What were we thinking.  We have people we have known for years caught in the mental illness of Donald Trump.  The little town we live in based on coal is seeing the end of that game.  Delusional thinking has become so popular adults are embracing Santa Clause, but he has orange hair and calls everything a hoax.  The world is literally burning up and nobody notices.  The cult cheers everytime the dolt in the White House tells another lie. Can we just do it over? Making mistakes seems to be the new normal.  Nothing makes sense.  The country is on the verge of a depression and the stock market has completely come back.  The rich are robbing the poor blind and the poor bend over for more. People tattoo themselves like savages.  Most of us are so fat we might explode.  Reality has left the room.  If you believe it, it is true, the new modus operandi.  We just drove through the smoke filled west.  The last three times Kadizzle has driven west the sky has been invisible because the west is on fire.  We have come to accept yellow air as normal, people living in tents as normal, lying presidents as normal.  Science no longer means anything. Education comes from Fox News.  What have we become? 

The Nazis are coming out of the dark

 Every time Kadizzle sees a Trump flag or any Trump cult material it shocks him like seeing a Nazi symbol. Driving across the midwest and seeing people proudly declare they are idiots is frightening. In Bismark they had a Trump rally of boats on the river.  The level of stupidity is unfathomable.  How can Trump provide such overwhelming evidence he is a crook, a liar, a con man, and a criminal yet his cult members adore his insanity, his blatant immorality.  How do they do it, how do they do it.  

Kadizzle should not be amazed.  Humans are cable of delusion in a major way.  Don't mean to offend, but churches have shown us how willing people are to believe the illogical, the unscientific, the comforting lies.  Trump is the new Jesus to these people.  Nothing Trump does adds up to reality, but the fools want to believe. Religion is all about a story that makes sense out of something that does not make sense.  Trump tells his cult their hatred of minorities makes sense, their greed makes sense, and it satisfies their need for an explanation.  People grab at explanations. People want to feel assured they know what is happening. Trump tells them a lie they like, they buy it.  When you see mass insanity it is scary.  Women were burnt as witches by mass insanity, and millions were murdered when mass insanity struck Germany.  Trump has used every trick in Hitler's playbook.  Trump has played to the masses that have been abused by the rich. Trump has made the truck driver feel like they have someone on their side.  The simple minded love Trump spitting in the face of normality because normality did the dolts wrong.  It seems the survival of this country is at stake in this election.  The big question is can the country come out of the fog? There is some hope.  Trump has become so bad some of the people who can see have left the Republican gulag. Maybe, there will be a magic bullet of intelligence that sparks the revival of thinking.  No brain fully functioning could buy into the Trump mythology. 

The new Earth Module.

 Here we sit in Forsyth Montana, second day in the new Earth module.  This one is huge compared to the old one, and just a matter of time until it is rammed into something.  Of course it has it's share of silly wis bang features like self leveling.  Kadizzle managed to life the wheels off the ground on one side inadvertently.  The buying process for this new home was insane beyond imagination.  You will get the short version.  First Winky didn't want this one then maybe she did, then she didn't.  This went on for about two hours.  In total frustration Kadizzle got in the truck and told Winky to get in.  Driving away from the dealership Winky said she did want it.  Getting this thing parked beside the house will be the big drama for today. 

The life and brains of the Kadizzles seems to be in a blender.  Daughter Cheech told Winky to make one big decision at a time.  Seems like good advice.  Selling the house, buying a new RV, a new truck and moving out of the old domicile all at once is just too much, especially when you question all your decisions.  Such is life.  Shortly we will head back to Hazen.  The new truck is a joy, it has every bell and whistle imaginable and the power to deal with the hulk behind it.  Best of all it gets better mileage than the old goat.  Add to all this the political insanity and the virus and off we go. 

Spit in the Yellowstone.

 After driving 50 mph for 500 miles to break new truck here we sit right beside the Yellowstone. From the chair I sit in the river is less than ten feet away.  Rain is beginning to fall so may have to make this short. Tomorrow we head on to Missoula to pick up the new camper.  The sound of the river should lull us to sleep.  If Yellowstone park erupts in volcanic activity we are doomed, but what a nice way to go. 

Time is shooting by

Two young guys came lumbering down the street in their football jerseys.  Those same two guys used to come down the street as little guys on bikes.  Time has passed so quickly and they are grown up and huge. Where did the time go?  At 71 years old my brain does not get it.  My body has grown old around me.  It is like a time bomb has hit.  Age is ripening everyone Kadizzle knows.  We are crumbling like those old farmsteads.  Trees Kadizzle planted are eighty feet tall, everything is worn down, the paint has faded.  The body is rusted, old, creeking, and squeaking.  The eyes strain, the brain strains,  and the atoms slow down. We tell the same stories over and over.  Grass grows between our toes, and on it goes.  The big transition is around the corner.  Soon we will become star dust once more.  Winky will have Kadizzle baked until all the atoms are free to once more go into the universe as energy.  Ain't that much energy in the atoms now.  

Here we go.  It is almost seven and we head to Missoula, Montana to get our new camper.  A long drive that will take two days.  With our new truck we are not supposed to drive over fifty miles per hour for the first five hundred miles.  That will be fun plugging up the interstate.  More coffee, and everyone be good. This is the time to fight as hard as you can to defeat the evil of the Republican party and Donald Trump.  It looks like some Republicans are sprouting testicles and standing up to the con man.  Our future is at stake and those who do nothing will be held responsible. 

 

A society of collectors

Stroupini is involved in a charitable project cleaning out the home of a hoarder.  Moving let one see how bad a hoarder even a non hoarder is.  So much junk, so much useless stuff, so much wasted money.  Seeing all  our wedding gifts that never were used.  Expensive fribles that have sat for years.  So much useless stuff.  Bees collect honey and some day they hope to eat it, but humans just collect junk. Converting the junk to cash is hopeless.  Strange ways of doing it.  Among other thing the Kadizzles have accumulated antlers.  Up at the Cenex hall a guy was buying antlers, so we hauled our up there for fifty bucks.  Fortunately old friends have purchased a lot of our furniture.  Still we will end up moving stuff that is worth less than the cost of the move. 

Back to the hoarders Stroupini is helping.  The garage was packed to the ceiling.  23 pickup loads went to the dump.  Many unopened boxes just thrown out.  Stroupine says they still have packed rooms to go. Poor old Stroupini had to haul mold laden boxes out of the basement.  What motivates people to act like squirrels? Our problem is art.  Art is fine on the wall, but the number of paintings, posters, and prints we have had to package is astounding. Most of the crap has just been in the art museum in the basement. 

The worst part of our cleansing is the junk of the children.  For fifty years we have been saving the toys of the children, all their drawings, and momentos.  Now we have to haul a pickup load to Cheech in Philadelphia, and Snooch in Denver. 

Most disturbing are the container ships hauling eighteen thousand containers at a time of Chinese junk to our country.  The garbage truck are busy running this stuff to the landfill. 

Playing with the dingers.

 Kadizzle enjoys toying with the simple minded.  On the facebook rant system some woman named Deb responded to Kadizzle with 

Mike Quinn

 I see you are a liberal piece of shit

Curious Kadizzle looked up the profile of the person.  Deb seemed to be a bit overweight.  Now, a disclaimer.  Kadizzle has too much chicken meat hanging around his middle.  Anyway here is the response to Deb

Deb, I love you more than you can imagine. Saving you from the mental illness that has eaten away at your brain is important to me. Seeing you consumed by the Trump cult brings me such sorrow. You can be cured, but you need to cooperate. You must turn off Fox News, you need to pick up a real newspaper, and turn off KFYR radio. You can come alive, you can learn to think and reason. I am here to help, but you must participate. Seeing you floundering in the darkness of Republican thought saddens me. Once there was hope for people like you, but since Trump has supplied you with the opium of stupidity it will be a struggle to make you normal. Please try. With all my love for those caught in the web of ignorance I pray for you. And stay away from that pie.

The number of Debs out there is frightening.  This morning Kadizzle noticed another friend sopping up the right wing lies like mothers milk.  The simplest logic would server these people well.  My friend is sponsoring a video that claims mail in voting is unsafe.  She promotes the idea that mail in ballots are marked Republican and Democrat.  The post office just throws away those marked to vote for Republicans.  I asked for her source for this bogus video, of course there is no way to trace back these crazy things, but the cult members love them.  You can always see Jesus face in the clouds and on burnt toast if you you just give it a try. 

Watch it

 Watch the 2 cellos video below, you will get a buzz out of it. 

2CELLOS - Wake Me Up - Avicii [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

Electric Goats

 Last evening Kadizzle put a ring on Stroupini to see if he wanted to go on an electric bike excursion with Kadizzle and Winky.  Stroupini took us up on it.  We went to his house to get him.  Kadizzle gave his new steam whistle a couple toots.  Off we went, three old goats on electric bikes.  Down the highway and out into the country.  Why don't goats ride bikes?  The knees were a little sore, but the belly was a little smaller.  Electric bikes are catching on big time.  They are fun, and save a lot of fuel, and wear and tear on the car, and the person.  Try one. 

Discovery

The brain needs fresh food.  Kadizzle has become somewhat of a Youtube addict.  The things you can find people have made videos about are endless.  The Two Cellos below came from surfing Youtube.  You can find junk advice and good advice.  There is one called "Give it a think" that is educational, lots of good science,  and engineering.  Feeding a hungry brain is fun.  Unfortunately that hungry brain causes diarrhea of the mouth according to friends.  Winky says Kadizzle dominates conversations.  Yup probably do.  Find many interesting things to shoot out the mouth.  If you are not a Youtube surfer give it a try.  Youtube has a howto on just about everything.  So far Kadizzle has learned how to fly a jet, operate an Ohio River barge, and do a lot of other things.  The bizzare things people make are fun to see, campers pulled behind bikes and table saws made from grinders.  Want to see people do stupid stuff, endless supply.  Maybe the same category people doing scary stuff, but it does stimulate the mind.  Only problem while you sit there watching other people move you are not. 

2CELLOS - They Don't Care About Us - Michael Jackson [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

Here we go

 Slowly but surely the house is emptying. Room by room we evacuate.  Selling what we can has been a surprise.  Most of our furniture has been purchased by friends.  The Kadizzles will be able to visit friends and our old furniture at the same time.  It was nice to find good homes for the furniture.  We pulled the trigger and bought a new camper yesterday.  That means we have to haul this one to Missoula and get the other one.  Since we also bought a new truck we have to drive the first five hundred miles under fifty milers per hour.  That should be fun. 

The level of insanity reached by the country is like the virus, the spread of  stupidity.  Trump gets worse every day and more blatant in his lying and cheating,  yet his cult never waives. What could Trump do to lose the cult members?  Kadizzle sees people he knows who are cult members and just cannot comprehend how they do it.  

How do people believe things that make absolutely no sense?  Really it should not be that surprising. People have always believed nonsense.  Look at religion.  Worldwide people make up some silly story and believe it.  The failure of logic is at the heart of the matter.  Some person sells the simple minded a theory that is so bogus a child would not buy it, but the dingers do.  Conspiracy theories are selling today like hot cakes.  The psychology of stupidity is a study in itself.  Always there is the desire to believe.  The health food market is a classic.  Just take this pill, drink this water, and do this exercise, and all will be well.  What do magicians do?  Magicians play on diversion, and your desire to be fooled.  What does Trump do? Trump plays on your desire to believe lies.  Trump knows how to appeal to your worst instincts.  Figuring out how to manipulate people has been an age old trick.  No one mastered it like churches.  Give me some money every Sunday and I will sell you salvation.  Farmers figured it out. You could get more salvation by staying home and harvesting the wheat before it rained.  Sometimes logic intervenes.   You are giving money to a group that rapes little boys?  Oh it is just a few odd ones.  Rationalization, works in favor of the charlatans.  November will reveal if the fog is lifted or if the tidal wave of ignorance has overwhelmed us. 

2CELLOS - Pirates Of The Caribbean [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

Good morning Russians.

 The little page that tells Kadizzle what countries are looking at this blog says Kadizzle has three times more Russians reading the blog than Americans.  According to the statistics one thousand seven hundred and fifty Russians are tuned in.  Now please some Russian let me know why.  No one with any sense would waste their time reading this stuff. Why do Russians like it.  If you are a Russian get hold of me somehow.  It makes no sense.  The only thing that might make sense is Russians helping throw our elections.  Maybe they need to get a sense for what goes on in our country.  Someone solve this mystery. 

Steal the Mind

 OK this may offend some people, but such is life.  Moving through town in recent days Kadizzle goes past the Methodist Church.  Outside are little children, little children being indoctrinated.  A nice young woman sits on a chair and tells the little children stories that are myths, legends, and unsubstantiated nonsense. Now we wonder how adults can believe in Trump.  As children the Trumpsters were taught about the dead arising, walking on water, talking snakes, women turned into salt, so believing Trump is not much of a leap.  What a disservice to a young mind, getting children to lose the ability to tell truch from fiction, to tell logical from illogical.  God wiped out a lot of people with floods, plagues, and you name it, now tell the kids he is a living God.  None of it makes a bit of sense, but it prepares young minds to think in a way that makes no sense.  Just believe, that doesn't work.  The real world has facts, science, research, and even truth. Religion tells young kids to avoid all this.  Don't believe what you see, if someone tells you a fantastic lie it might be true.  Why would anyone do this to little kids?  How will you expect to live in a real world when you don't believe in the real world? The Bible teaches kids it is all right to kill a bunch of people once in awhile. God did it.  The Bible did nothing about slavery, the crusades, or so much of the carnage the Catholic church sponsored.  The Bible enabled the priest to rape the little boys. No, no it wasn't the Bible.  Oh yes it was, it was a tool of Trump.  Trump used the Bible to further his propaganda game as he walked to the church.  The Bible was used to tell the slaves they were meant to be slaves.  It all starts with little children washed in the blood of the lamb.  

Toot's new Horn

 As promised here is Toot Stroupini with the new brass steam whistle.  In the background you can see the landscape work Kadizzle and Stroupini did at his new house. 

The Crash is coming

 As usual Kadizzle awankend about 4 A.M.   The article in the New York Times glaring at him from  his laptop told about the store closings in New York.  Winky just read something out loud about the economy in Britain.  We are entering a new world and most of the world is oblivious.  The old economy has to be replaced it just will not work.  There is no work.  Think how many people have been put out of work.  Look up at the sky, do you see the jet contrails? No, what does that tell you?  The game has changed.  What happens when people have no work and no money? Rebellion.  The recent riots were just the beginning of social unrest.  The greed Republicans have sewn is going to backfire in a big way.  What is money? Money is just paper that represents work.  You cannot print work.  This will soon be discovered.  The train is coming down the track and the tea party on the railroad track is going to have a rude interruption. The fallacy of this economy is going to become so obvious even a Trump supporter can see it.  How can you keep the illusion going when the priest are having sex with little boys?  That is Trump.  His crimes are so blatant it is getting hard for the cult members to ignore. 

The big move goes on.  The house is just about devoid of furniture.  The Kadizzles are down to seeds and stems.  The dining room table will go tonight.  The twin beds downstairs went last night.  Kadizzle sold the twin beds to the victim of homeschooling.  The poor guy never learned any social skills.  His family had their little cult. Now he is out in the world with no friends, and no clue how to relate to normal people. Kadizzle feels sorry for people robbed of their minds by religion.  What a cruel thing to do to your children.  Fill their heads with nonsense and isolate them from reality.  

Toot Stroupini

 Kadizzle had to go to the court house today to have Stroupini's first name changed.  Now he is " Toot" Stroupini.  Old Toot has been working on a great project.  Toot took a large propane tank and filled it with compressed air.  The air runs his steam whistle down at his house.  Kadizzle was just on the back porch and Toot gave a few blast.  About a mile away the wonderful sound of a riverboat came to the back yard.  Toot was on the phone when he let loose so Kadizzle could hear the toot on the phone and then a second later the sound came over to the Kadizzle house.  Now, a schedule has to be made for when the horn will blow.  Kadizzle will get a picture of the wonderful device and post it on here. 

Around it spins

 It has happened once more, the sun came up.  The house looks like it has been hit by a tornado on the inside.  The moving out process chugs along.  Kadizzle is not attached to things, but Winky has treasures.  The treasures are a pain.  Somehow getting things out of the house we have lived in for so long means it is real.  We have some of the best neighbors in the world.  Dallas and Marilyn invited over for dinner the other night.  When you eat at the old grocer's house and he is married to a good cook lookout.   When Dallas cooks steak you know it will be a belly buster, and Marilyn made some special peaches baked with blue cheese.  Umm, umm, umm.  Of course there was slap your granny pie. 

Bob lives up the street.  Bob has a collection of tools, nails, and you name it in his basement.  Over the years Kadizzle has transferred all his excess to Bob's basement. Bob puts it in an orderly fashion. Now when you need something you just call Bob's hardware.  The Kadizzle's were original settlers in this neighborhood. Some great people came and went. In fact we are the only original settlers when you think about it. 

This morning Kadizzle is thinking about how he could get back to New Zealand.  They will not let you in. New Zealand is virus free.  Winky would love it, but we cannot get in. 

The biggest headache in this moving process is the wall hangings.  For some strange reason the Kadizzles are incapable of packaging the blasted art work.  So Cheech insisted on hiring packers.  The professionals will be paid an outrages sum to stuff pictures in a box that we could do for free, but it will create some kind of strange comfort for Winky.  

On the side Winky is hankering for a new fifth wheel camper.  That is a read undertaking.  If we get one we will have to travel to Idaho, or Arizona.  Dealing with those guys over the phone is a treat as they try to explain to you that you need to just give them the Earth Module on trade.  Going broke the old fashioned way is fun. 

Trickle Up

Some friends took the Kadizzles out on a boat yesterday to tour the land of the prosperous.  Along the lake people are paying one million to tear down and existing lake home and build one for a few million.  These are the people who refuse to pay their share of taxes and hire Kelly Armstrong, and Kevin Cramer to protect them from the welfare cheats.  Income inequality is on full display at the lake.  One classic case is the poor fellow who built an 11,000 square foot home and cannot find a buyer.  Some little oil orphan will buy it given enough time.  As many lose their homes the Republicans rejoice in the new banana Republic . The Republican tax system makes sure all the bananas go to the top. 

AMERICA WAKE UP - George Carlin - American Dream 2020

Another Day

 Kadizzle slept so hard he had a hard time coming back to life.  What a life to come back to.  The insane clown is still in his circus tent.  Insanity is raining down on our moving project.  The Kadizzle family has never moved since 1976.  Our last move from West Virginia to North Dakota was a joke.  Kadizzle worked for Conoco at the time.  Money was no object for the big oil company and they had a special division that moved people.  Conoco paid about three thousand dollars to move about ten dollars worth of trash.  We had nothing.  The result was a full sized moving van with a pile of cinder blocks, and the most amazing thine a pile of firewood.  Kadizzle did not know Winky was bringing the firewood when the truck pulled into the farmyard in North Dakota.  Also on the truck was a five by five piece of marble we used for a table top.  Now when we need that truck, we are trying to move with a wheelbarrow.   The house is strewn with boxes and fribble frable.  We have rented a storage shed.  

Storage sheds are the bain of the country and say so much about what we have become.  There is almost one storage locker for every home in Hazen.  Storing crap is the new American dream.   The curse of the countryside is steel buildings.  We import giant shiploads of recycled trash from China and store it in metal sheds.  We live by the motto " Someday I am going to need that "  .   Then you die and your kids say" What in the hell did he save that for?"  Sitting over there on the kitchen island is a set of carving knives, a very expensive set we got for our wedding two hundred years ago.  Maybe once we used those knives.  There is so much that was purchased to feel like we were prosperous, but never used.  

Back in the hills

Stroupini and Kadizzle have been learning, and studying hillbilly life. Kadizzle grew up there, so he has some background.  The video posted below has some good hillbilly language.  It is a good primer for what the old hillbillies were like.  Fun to watch if you are bored. 

This is the Last Dam Run of Likker I'll Ever Make (full movie)

Out the door

Moving, what an experience.  Giving away stuff, selling stuff, throwing stuff out.  The real hassle is giving crap to the kids.  Figuring out what they want and how to get it to them is the worst part of the game.  Megan lives in Philadelphia, and Erin is in Denver.  One of the worst things to deal with is a piece of furniture that is somewhat of an art piece.  It is a custom made bar that will be very expensive to get to Philadelphia.  Today Kadizzle will break down and rent a storage shed.  Hate the damn things. They are the curse of our country. When you have so much detris you have to rent an extra garage you and your country have a problem.  We are a nation of accumulators.  Winky and Kadizzle never thought they were bad in that category, but once you start carrying the junk you haven't used for thirty years out the door you understand how much waste there really is in this country.  Kadizzle watched a youtube video on one of those giant container ships.  It carried 18,000 containers.  Imagine how much junk that is in one ship.  That many truckloads of junk headed to our landfills from China. 

The Faithful

Right in front of you Trump says we need to get rid of the post office.  Right in front of you Trump says we need to postpone the election.  You just don't notice.  The faithful are amazing.  In the midst of reality they chose to follow the delusion.  If you want to see it you can.  If you want to see blood coming from the eyes of a statue someone can arrange it.  If you want to see the all time con man of history as a saint, no problem.  Believe, just believe, that is all it takes. 

The placebo effect is amazing.  It reminds old Kadizzle so much of the day he walked out of a Whole Foods grocery story with a friend.  There was a case of water for sale by the door.  The water said it had natural hydrogen in it. Kadizzle asked out loud " Who would buy that stuff".  The friend said " I do". Imagine natural hydrogen, as opposed to artificial hydrogen.  Once you say natural hydrogen, then by implication that means there must be artificial hydrogen.  That is how Trump operates.  Trump tells the cult there are groups out to defeat him and sure enough there are people who fight the idiot everyday.  So those must be the secret groups he has told us about.  Kadizzle is going to go down on main street and say something stupid,  someone will call him an idiot.  No he is a profit.  Kadizzle predicted someone would call him an idiot.  How easy is it to start a nonsensical cult. 

The Gods are angry.  If you give me some money I can talk to the Gods and have them be happier and make it rain.  It didn't work.  You didn't give me enough money.  Just be patient.  See after you gave me more money it finally did rain.  The deep state caused the virus.  Help me fight the deep state.  Send in money so we can get more judges to help make the Deep State illegal.  

Chaos

The decision to sell the homestead has resulted in a swirl of chaos.  Getting rid of over forty years of junk accumulation is a task. The kids will be delighted we pre died.  You know when you die your kids have to get rid of all the crap. Pre dying can solve that problem.  Winky is under a lot of strain getting rid of all the keepsakes.  We are whittling down the stuff.  Sold the push mower, the freezer, and some rummage junk. However, it is never ending. 

Add to this chaos a country that is swamped in ignorance, an insane president leading a cult, and a virus.  That's not enough, how about an economy on the brink of a cliff.  Head spinning.  The Kadizzles forgot how old they are.   Taking on this insanity in the 70s is too much.  Our brains don't know they are living in bodies with high mileage. 

Crumbling, that is the way Kadizzle like to think of it.  Like those old buildings you see sitting on the prairie we are crumbling.  One shingle, one board, at a time the place falls down. 

Well to prove some of this wrong we will get on the electric bikes and buzz through the country in a few minutes.  The bikes will give us the impression we are stronger than we are.   Illusions are what keep us alive.  The Trump cultist have mastered the illusion that Trump is a saint sent by god.   If we all could reach the state of delusion the red hats have we could march in unison over the cliff with a smile. 

John Prine - Summer's End Official Video

Mean Mary on fast banjo - Iron Horse

Mind Boggling

Kadizzle perpetually wonders how people can sit in church and not notice what the preacher is saying.  In the little hamlet of Hazen Kadizzle has found several of the long time preachers to be very liberal in their views, and totally against Trump.  The amazing thing is the people in their churches remain firmly entrenched in the Trump cult.  Kadizzle gets to see both sides of this.  Kadizzle has close friends who are preachers, and Kadizzle is friends with the people they preached to.  Christianity has something for everyone.  If you want slaves Christianity can accommodate you.  Who do you want to hate?  Somehow you can go to church and hate whomever you want.  On the other hand good old Jesus told people to share and love.  A close study of Jesus would seem to indicate he was a socialist.  Let's look at the Bible. There is the Old Testament, The new Testament, and The very new Republican Bible.  Now, you can be greedy, a crook, molest women, and hate everybody and still go to church and feel good about it.  All of this is mind boggling. 

Morning in America

Kadizzle awakened only to realize he is alive for one more day.  The house is scattered with junk as we try to get ready for the final exit.  In the executive suite Kadizzle read the FFR paper Honest Omar sent. Thanks Honest. So the day starts.  Appears to be a nice day with the country in chaos.  Uncle Ben has been giving us disturbing reports from Winky's hometown Richmond, Va.  Meanwhile stupidity rains supreme.  Ignorance and Republican thoughts have the country in the grip of a massive cloud of thoughtlessness.  Kadizzle thinks the train is coming down the tracks.  Ahead may be an incredible economic disruption.  Laying in bed last night it occurred to Kadizzle that the underlying cause of riots in our cities is income inequality.  Look back in history.  When the peasants are driven to the fence they rebel.  What happens when you take a bunch of young people and put them out of work?  They have time on their hands, and no money.  When a country deliberately makes massive numbers of people poor by giving all the money to the rich it is bound to backfire.  That is what history has shown too many times.  Of course we learn nothing.  The greedy rich learn nothing.  In the end the heads of the rich usually come off.  Blinded by their greed they let themselves be killed.

All this makes Kadizzle think of a house up by the lake.  A guy, Honest Omar probably knows must have made a fortune with his aviation business in Bismarck.  With cash burning in his pocket the man built a $3.4 million dollar house.  Now that is a whopper of a lake home in North Dakota.  Kadizzle went o zillow to see the add for the house.  When you look at the rooms of the house you can see the person went insane trying to spend money.  The house has three laundry rooms an indoor pool and indoor hot tub by the pool.  The garage is bigger than the house with three side by side stainless steel sinks to clean the fish.  Although the garage has a big expensive motor home the guy never finished filling it with toys.  Here is  a man obsessed with pissing away money that could have done so much good elsewhere.  The house is 11,000 square feet.  Now the house is on the market for 2.3 million.  For some strange reason the home was built down in a gully and the hill beside the home has caved in a couple times costing hundreds of thousands to correct.  Multiply this idiot by tens of thousands and you see what is wrong with out greed driven society.  Me, me, me, is the new mantra while people are out of work and kids live in rat homes.   Now for a disclaimer.  Kadizzle is probably also guilty by degree.  We live well and have had some nice toys, so we are not unguilty.  What is the job of the government?  A major function of government should be to keep the rich from robbing the poor to too great of an extent.  Slavery was an extreme example of the rich robbing the poor.  Our economic system encourages robbing the poor and exploiting the stupid.  Naturally this leads to a leader like Trump.

Brain Weevils

Kadizzle just returned from a trip to the credit union.  On the way back he ran into an acquaintance.  We had a nice conversation about several topics.  Of course one topic was the virus.  The gentleman prefaced his remark that he was leary of a conspiracy theory, but thought it might have merit. The theory is the Chinese started the virus to destroy our economy.  Our country has reached an unprecedented level of stupidity.  You see it everywhere.  Now, for Kadizzle's own conspiracy theory.

Brain weevils, yup brain weevils.  Brain weevils enter the body through the ear.  The weevils love to feed on the brains of the simple minded. Scientist think the brains of the stupid are easier to chew and digest, and that is why the brain weevils prefer Republicans.  In fact it seems most people who are not Republican do not get brain weevils.  How do they spread? First the brain has to  be weakened.  Fox News and Rush Limbaugh can weaken a brain to the point brain weevils can infest.  Religion also helps.  Now what if you are a fundamentalist and a Republican? You are like horseshit to a fly. The brain weevils can sense you a mile away.  The weevil will lay its eggs in your ear.  Once the larva hatch they head toward your brain.  If they start to chew and find your brain is solid from reading real information, and watching intelligent media, the weevil will either starve of leave to find the juicy fruit of a Trump Republican. Like so many insects brain weevils are attracted to bright colors.  The red hat of an idiot gives the weevil a clue there may be a juicy soft brain under that hat.  People infected with brain weevils appear to be normal. They can shop and drive and do most normal activities, but they are incapable of knowing the truth from fiction and immune to science.  What are the symptoms? A serious infection can be diagnosed simply by asking the person if they voted for Trump. Even gargling Clorox will not cure them.  Infected people are likely to have NRA stickers, or Trump stickers on their car.  A Trump flag in front of a home means a raging infection.  Your best protection is to read real information, and do a lot of logical thinking.  Weevils love a lazy brain. If you think you might have brain weevils take two copper wires and put one wire on each side of your testicles.  Put the other end of the wire in the electrical outlet controlled by the light switch.  Either turn on the light switch yourself, or ask your wife to.  You will be enlightened.  If the cure works you will have a strong desire never to vote for a Republican.

Kelly Armstrong, Kevin Cramer, John Hoeven, come quick, I need more matches.

The Art of Crumbling

Let's start with good news.  Praise be unto Jeeeesus the Earth Module does fit on the new truck.  Bless neighbor Bob.  Bod spent about four hours helping Kadizzle adjust the truck and camper so the two could mate. Maybe they will mate and produce some tiny little campers. 

We are crumbling. Winky and Kadizzle beside each other in bed discussed crumbling.  Like it or not old people crumble and eventually turn into dust or something else.  Our minds don't realize they are living in old bodies that are falling apart. Walk through the forest and you will see old trees crumbling down.  They don't fall apart all at once, but none escape the collapse. 

Some poet said " Go gently into the night".  Hope all this is not too depressing, but such is life.  At some point one has to realize it is time to park the car.  That is just one of the revelations of old age. 

How do you crumble? Maybe you find a nice spot and just sit there watching television.  Occasionally you might visit other crumblers.  These two old crumblers are going to find themselves living in the Earth Module with no home for the foreseeable future? This would not be so bad if the country were not in the grips of a simple minded mentally ill president, and a pandemic.  Perhaps the world is crumbling also. The dinosaurs were wiped out by a comet. A stupidity asteroid has impacted our planet and the dust of ignorance is making it hard to breath. 

Getting rid of all our junk is a major problem.  If you need more fribbles, maybe a dozen coffee cups, or a brand new bottle of wall paper remover call right away and we will throw in endless other junk free.  All that magic stuff that has sat around forever has got to go.  This brings Kadizzle to yesterday.  About thirty five years ago Kadizzle bought a magic telescoping stick with a magnet on the end.  Kadizzle thought someday this will come in handy.  The day was yesterday.  A nut fell into a place on the Earth Module we could not reach.  Kadizzle rushed to the basement to get tool just made to solve the problem.  Too bad, when he got back Bob had already got his magic magnet and solved the problem.  So the tool that had sat idle for thirty five years never got used.  That is the story of so much of the crap in our house.  Someday it was going to serve some purpose.   That day never came, now it serves the purpose of giving two people exercise carrying it to the thrift store, or the junkyard. 

One of Kadizzle's favorite sayings of all time is " A man is rich in accordance with what he can afford to do without".  Not being burdened by junk makes you rich.  Once you actually assess all your junk you realize how much you could have done with out.  Maybe two coffee cups would have been enough, so the twenty in the cabinet were really not needed. 

Rampant Insanity

It is sad when the brain dies.  Kadizzle's brain is dying.  Arriving home we squeezed the new truck in the garage.  With only inches to spare it fit. That is good news. Now, what may turn out to be incredibly bad news.  The new truck my sit so high the Earth Module will not be able to hook up to it properly.  Like all our recent decisions this is part of the cascade decision process. One bad mistake leads to the next.  At this point the conclusion is we never should have sold our home.  Selling the house lead to buying a bigger truck.  If the truck is too big we will now have to buy a bigger camper.  That will severely eat into the money from the home and change the budget if we buy a new home. If the economy crashes like Trump would wish we will be living under a bridge with a new camper or maybe in a tent.  Winky has been at her wit's end with this mess and Kadizzle is about to join her in the need for medication.  Like putting off an execution Kadizzle is sitting here typing when he should be out seeing if the truck will haul the camper. 

Kadizzle got the notion to try to figure out the numbers concerning what we actually paid for the new truck.  Going through the cost of the new truck and what we actually paid was like watching a card trick done with numbers.  You add some here take off some there, call some numbers one thing, then call them something else add them in here and take them off there.  At the dealer they keep you confused, and frazzled and dazzled.  In the end it turns out to be the same old traditional tricks dressed up in new cloths.  The most magic number for any dealer is your trade in.  That number can be massaged to make it anything they want.  Kadizzle figures they are going to make two or three thousand out of your trade.  That is something you did to yourself.  You could have sold the thing outright, but it was too much hassle.  You pay dearly for that convince. Next they hit you for tinted windows, and some other mystery stuff, probably spraying a protective layer in the bed.  When the dust settles you can convince yourself you paid a choice of about three figures.  It is like getting an arm of leg amputated.  In the end you lost an arm or leg.  If they cut it off in pieces or all at once you still lost and arm or leg.  Now Kadizzle is going to get dressed and get the courage to see if this truck can fit under this trailer.  If you hear a loud gunshot that will mean it did not fit.  If Kadizzle does not have the courage to pull the trigger Trump and his gang will need to get a big stimulus check here quick.  The last time the first checks went out to the dead.  Please Mr Trump, Mr Stable genius send out the next checks to the stupid or crazy first.

Oh, a quick story.  Kadizzle talked to his older brother in hillbilly land.  Tom told Kadizzle he went ot a fourth of July celebration with some Trump hillbillies.  The Trump stump jumpers bought two pickup loads of fireworks which took two hours to ignite.  Tom asked the bubba boys why they spent so much on fireworks.  The answer was " We got them stimulus checks ".   Brilliant.

We have bin to the mountain

We have been to the mountain and are on the way back with our new insane truck.  The Kadizzle's bought a one ton truck to haul the Earth Module.  It took a 1600 mile drive to get it because the one we wanted was in Idaho.  The truck was purchased from the mother of all Dodge dealers.  They employ 600 people in Kellogg , Idaho.  They have truck selling down to a science and the place operates like a factory removing money from peoples pockets.  Will the damn thing fit in the garage.  That will be today's great mystery.  The original plan was to camp on the way out and back, but after driving six or seven hundred miles a day we went for hotel luxury.  Our good friends in Spokane let us spend the night and wined us and dined us. Blasting off from Billings to home today. 

Here we go

The truck is packed and we are blasting off for Idaho.  Money will shoot out our bunghole like a volcano.  Twelve hours to get there. Tonight may be in a tent.  Winky did not sleep well so she might be crabby.  Long time since we tented.  With the virus and Winky's spin on it the tent seems like a reasonable retreat.  Idaho is full of right wing white supremacist that love ignoring common sense so that should be fun. This is vegetable season so Winky has to pick fresh vegetables for Rita.  Older brother is supposed to get out of the hospital today. They are going to cut a nerve on his heart and let the pacemaker do all the decisions. Hope that all works out. Little sister is getting an ebike, so that should be fun to ride ebike with her down in Cottonwood.  Everyone be good and fight Trump with your last dying breath, maybe we can take the country back from the evil empire.

Very interesting

Below is an interview with a southern man that fought in the civil war.  Seems very strange to hear first hand what it was like. Listen to the whole thing.  The brother in law is an expert of the Civil War and has lived in many of the areas this man talks about.  The Kadizzles have visited some of these area.  Uncle Ben, Winky's brother lived in a house in Petersburg that had a cannon shot in the wall. The strange attitude toward black people is interesting. The guy being interviewed had no white children to play with so he played with the slave children.  Never, heard before the General Lee had a plan to free the slaves.  Absolutely amazing to hear someone talk who was in the Civil War.

1947 Interview with Corporal Julius Franklin "General" Howell (1846-1948)

Is the tide turning

Sometimes you can just sense something.  This morning it is rain.  On the political front Kadizzle thinks he is sensing the demise of Trump.  It just seems more people are actively admitting what a failure he is.  Hope springs eternal. 

Looks like we will have to drive to Kellogg, Idaho this week to get our new truck.  The Kadizzles went nuts and bought a one ton truck with all the bells and whistles.  Now we can pull a circus wagon with all the elephants we need.  Since we may be homeless vagabonds we will need to have everything we own in our camper.  If only Trump and his gang can send us a big stimulus check.

The flush continues.  Cleaning out our house is a chore.  Yesterday it was like picking fruit.  We had to pick all the pictures out of those frames that hold about ten family pictures each.  It was a review of our children growing up.  Interesting to look back in the past and see the yard evolve, along with the belly and the scalp. 

Over at Stroupini's we played with the prism Kadizzle gave him.  Kadizzle gave him a ship's prism.  In the old days they used to implant big cast glass prisms in the deck.  These prisms brought light down into the ship.  Out in the backyard at Stroupini's the prism makes light dance all over the place.

Sitting here in the engine room Kadizzle has the window open.  A simple minded dinger just went by on the highway.  Why do the simple minded have engines that are as obnoxious as possible?  Being stupid is bad enough, but the need to advertise your stupidity seems strange.  The dingers on motorcycles with loud exhaust have to declare to the world " Look at me, I am an idiot with no respect for anyone".   Reminds Kadizzle of the Red Hats and the Trump flag flyers.  Make sure everyone knows you are mentally challenged.  Some plants and animals let others know they are dangerous with loud growls or bright colors.  It is a public service letting the world know you are an idiot. Sometime you hear someone declare " Look at that idiot".  Often it is a warning.  Trump has tried to explain to everyone he is a dangerous idiot, but some just have to cross the railroad crossing in front of the train.

There is no problem so simple

There is no problem so simple it cannot be made more difficult. That is the mantra we live by.   When Kadizzle ask Winky a simple question that could be answered with a yes or no, it turns into a lecture.  For example if Kadizzle said to Winky " What day is it?"  .  Winky would not say Tuesday.  No, Winky would say " Don't you know yesterday was Monday, and Tuesday always comes after Monday.  On Wednesday you may look at the calendar and you will realize today is Tuesday.  Why did you ask me? Why didn't you just look at the calendar?".   So a simple answer that could have just been " It is Tuesday" becomes a half hour lecture on Tuesdays. This principle of making everything complicated drives Kadizzle nuts.  Once upon a time Kadizzle went to neighbor Bob and asked him to cut a piece of wood in the shape of a triangle.  Kadizzle gave Bob a square piece of wood and told him it made no difference what angle the resulting triangle turned out.  Simple, put the wood on the table saw push it through, and zip you are done. Nope, not an engineer.  Bob got out a builders square, a straight edge and made a simple job into a complex one.  That is the nature of humans.  Take the simplest task and figure out a way to make it complicated.  That often is the purpose of government. Look around you and see how many things have been needlessly complicated. So many times things are complicated with choices.  Back to Winky.  If Winky buys something she orders one of each kind. So if you want one shirt she order five.  You sort through the shirts and send back the ones you don't want.

Kadizzle is trying to go into a super who cares phase. Once you just don't care it is such a freeing feeling.  Ask yourself a simple question " What difference does it make".  Most decisions in life make very little difference.  However, people can ponder forever on if they should have cheese on their hamburger or not. People have such a tendency to get caught up on such nonsensical things that just don't matter.  Another major problem in life is getting attached to things. As we clean out our house it becomes apparent all the things we have been keeping for absolutely no reason.  Things haunt people.  Like snowflakes things pile up.  How does that happen. Kadizzle had a nice 55 gallon blue plastic drum that sat beside the shed.  It sat there for 15 or twenty years.  Always Kadizzle had a plan for that barrel.  Finally Kadizzle got rid of the barrel.  It was just a nuisance.  We all have all those things that someday we will need or fix. It never happens.  You wake up dead one day and someone has to give away all  your crap. Then there is the illusion that your crap is worth something. Nope, you can crap just like yours at any garage sale. There is a magic freedom in being free of junk. People are natural hoarders, and so are squirrels. 

Let the Bulgine Run

The Kadizzle household is in a kerfuffle.  Winky is losing her mind because we are selling our house. For years this is what she wanted to do.  Winky wanted to sell the house and move to Payson, Arizona.  Now, the house is sold and Winky wants to keep it and die and rot here.  Winky is actually trying to get out of the contract.  Add to this the hassle of getting rid of all our junk, buying a new expensive truck to pull the fifth wheel we will be living in and you have insane turmoil.  Winky has been having difficulty sleeping.  Some decisions you cannot take back.  Well what can Kadizzle do? The song let the Bulgine run sums it up.  Once you light the fuse you have no choice. So, let the Bullgine run.  It is an old sailing song.  Apparently an old steam engine was called a bulgine.  Well, clear the track and let the bulgine run.  The fuse is lit, the house is going to go, we are going into the wild unknown.  Kadizzle was in charge of blasting and has worked with explosives many times in his life.  One thing Kadizzle can assure you is that when you set off an explosion you never know the exact results.  Winky has set off an explosion.  We may run up to the face after the explosion and find a thick vein of gold, or maybe just a pile of rocks.  Kadizzle has seen a good shot produce wonderful results and also extreme disappointment.  So hey, rig, a jig, clear the tracks and let the bulgine run.

Clear the Track, Let the Bulgine Run

Strange experiment

Yesterday Winky and Kadizzle had a conversation with some good friends.  We talked about the mess in the country.  Marnie brought up an interesting point. When we were talking about our experiences with black people she said we had no idea of their perception.  She was right. Kadizzle went to school with a few black kids.  Today he decided to try to find one of the black kids he went to school with. If Kadizzle finds him, he will say " Tell me honestly, and in your words, what was high school like for you, and what did you think of the racism at that time".  Who knows if I can find him, but it may be interesting.

The Bubble

Kadizzle lives in Hazen, North Dakota, everyone here lives in the bubble.  There are really two bubbles here, the Trump bubble, and the the coal bubble.  In the post below there is a very good discussion about nuclear power.  Kadizzle has been trying to wake up the cult here that they need to embrace some new ideas.  If the local cult does not come to grip with reality this town will die on the vine.  This morning Kadizzle has a notion to send the video to our city commission to see if it is possible to penetrate the wall of stupidity that keeps them in a daze.

Small Modular Reactors. Are they now unavoidable?

The Names

The world is not stranger than you think, it is stranger than you can think.  Yep, Einstein was right. Through the magic of the internet old Kadizzle has got into communicating with all the old people he grew up with in Wheeling, West Virginia.   Never did Kadizzle dream so many people he went to school with would become Trump dolts, Fox News simple minded Republicans.  As Kadizzle wondered to them, how did you a good education and waste it?  The school system that raised Kadizzle was a good system all things considered, but it turned out some sad people who bought into the Trump insanity.  The strange thing is to read names from the past.  Vague memories of people Kadizzle went to grade school with.  A lot of these former classmates were privileged kids. How did they fall into the trap of Trumpism.  Lazy is the only think Kadizzle can think of.  Mentally lazy.  Too lazy to read anything real, just turn on Fox and go for the fantasy.  Omar if you are reading this, religion is the poinsen.  Religion teaches people to give up rational thought, and just believe, no matter how absurd.  It works, Trump rode the back of the religious to victory. Trump knew if they believed that nonsense then his was just an inch away. 

I am rich, so I must be smart.

A hundred years ago Kadizzle remembers talking with a teenage friend.  Edward Bippus was his name. The poor guy was a good friend of my little brother.  Bippus went on to the great beyond, but I remember a conversation with Bippus.  At some point Bippus said " If  you're so smart, why aren't you rich?".  Kadizzle has learned in his 71 years that there is no relationship between rich and smart. A lot of dumb people are poor, and a lot of simple minded people are rich.  No example shines better than Donald Trump. Trump is a man who has money from inheritance, crooked dealing, and the public's thirst to watch an idiot.  Too many people have a pile of cheese, because Daddy left them a pile of cheese.  They would be hopeless bums except for the fact that Dad left enough food in their bowl to last a long time.  The worship of wealth, and the rich has led the country to the dumb down state we are in.  Symbols of wealth have wasted so many resources. People live in oversized houses, with oversized cars, eating oversized meals. He must be smart because he is rich, so the simple dingers dress their bodies with bling.  The rich impoverish the poor.  Money that should go into schools goes into yachts, and jets.  " It's their money, they earned it", that is the Republican mantra.  Perhaps they should say " It's their money, they stole it".  Walmart enslaved a bunch of almost unemployable people and paid them a welfare wage.  Genius, pure genius.  Walmart sells stuffed animals, and shiploads of stuff people just don't need.  Walmart's  motto should be " Making poverty affordable".

Two Bubbas

The Kadizzles are in a crazy state of mind.  Winky wants to sell the house and move, but she wants to keep the house and stay here.  Everything is green and the yard is fantastic.  The house is in good shape and the living is easy.  If we are going to sell the joint we need to rid ourselves of the junk.  Kadizzle loaded a trailer with crap from the garden shed and took it up to the parking lot by the main road.   Kadizzle only had two customers, and an old friend stop by, but he managed to get rid of a lot of stuff.  First a strange guy pulled up who was a coyote hunter.  Kadizzle talked him into buying more junk than he intended.  A long conversation ensued.   The fellow said he was a retired railroad mechanic.  He live out of his truck and fished and hunted coyotes.  He sort of bragged he only saw his wife two days last year.  His wife is mining gold in Quartzite, Arizona.  Next two guys in overalls that appeared to be Bubba twins came by.  The chiseled Kadizzle down on everything, but they bought the junk.  The grand finally was an old guy Kadizzle used to work with at the mine.  He bought something, and Kadizzle just gave him a lot of stuff.  In the end the trailer was fairly empty with stuff that may get thrown out.  Meeting the strange people was fun.  Perhaps tomorrow Kadizzle will restock the trailer with fresh garbage and give it another try.

Dog gone

The Denver family has gone berserk over a new dog.  Old Snoocher Bear was never a dog person, but she has caught the fever.  Sylvie has totally lost her mind, and Fran grew up with a dad who always had to have a dog.  Danny is the puppies name.  Poor Danny is in demand every minute of the day. The batteries are going to wear out.  Kadizzle has always like dogs.  Dogs are just a different kind of people.  Give a dog a chance and a dog will always be better than a person.  The bad dogs you find were made bad by people.  Hopefully Sylvie will learn a lot by caring for a dog.  Since Sylvie is an only child she needs to realize what caring for another helpless person is like.  Little brothers and sisters teach us something and if  your little brother happens to have fur all over him so what.

The Best Sign Ever

Ok, click on this picture so you can read the best sign ever.

Waiting to die

Last night Kadizzle talked to a good friend.  The poor guy has a bad case of Lutheranism.  The man has plenty of cheese, but is afraid of the future.  Every day he goes to a job he cannot stand.  The reason is he is insecure.  He feels he needs more cheese.  He is trading his life for cheese.  As you get old you realize time is worth more than cheese.  You will run out of time.  You may not run out of cheese.  Each year you are able to do less. Each year your knees are weaker, you endurance is less.  Then you have the ultimate problem.  You may get cancer. Your heart may give out.  So live. Live now.  Kadizzle has seen too many people drop dead before they every got to put the cheese on the cracker.  People love routine.  You get up have the coffee and later go to bed just to do it all over.  There is more to life than that.  Pursuing the cheese has wrecked a lot of lives.  People have sat behind a desk as the world passed them by.  What for? 

All this reminds Kadizzle of the old days when he was a kid.  The parents gave each of us ten dollars to go to the carnival.   Now you had ten bucks to spend.  Where you going to see the " Alligator woman"?  She walks, she talks, she slithers on her belly, or where you going to win big on one of the rigged gambling sites?  You had ten dollars, that was it.  Well that is life you have so much time.  Are you going to spend it sitting in a church pew or sailing on the lake?  Are you going to spend it in some damn coal mine or on the top of a mountain?  Kadizzle was a lucky man he retired when he was fifty, and does not regret it a bit.  The Kadizzles have some good friends who did the same thing. They biked from Spokane to Alaska, turned around and biked down the Rocky Mountains through Colorado. They spent 12 years in the back country of Glacier Park.  Some other friends sailed the Pacific for 12 years.  What about you?  Did you sit and stare at a clock waiting for Friday?  We have nothing to fear, but fear itself. 

What inspired Kadizzle?  My brother dropped dead at 49,  a couple weeks later the guy Kadizzle rode to work with dropped dead at the same age on the kitchen floor one Saturday morning.  The hell with that Kadizzle said and he retired.  Haven't dropped dead yet, but have sure done a lot in the twenty one years. Kadizzle's last job was boiling water in a power plant.  A power plant is just a giant tea kettle.  There is a lot more to life than boiling water.  My buddy who is still trying to stack the cheese is a water boiler.  Boiling water around here is big business.  It is a boring business. Imagine maintaining a clock, but the clock always runs.  You just sit there and the clock ticks.  That clock is ticking away your life. Kadizzle sees sadness in the clock watchers. 

Awakened

The body awakened at about three A.M.  Unfortunately it appears Kadizzle is in the same world he was yesterday.  A world taken over by insanity.  Maybe it has always been this way.  Excuse me folks, but religion was the first mass insanity.  People believing some nonsense without an once of proof.  That is what we have with Trump today.  Trump is just a religion.  Trump makes stuff up, and the Trump religious believe it.  In the old days a church could sell you indulgences.  Trump still does the same thing but it is more the mafia style of indulgence.  An easy sell is tax breaks.  You believe in me and I will reduce your taxes.  In the old days it was water into wine, now it is deficit into money for the rich.  Same magic tricks just different sales pitch.  In the old days the church always won.  The Republicans always win.  Once you get the believers to believe it is game on.  The Catholic Church raped South American and most of whatever else they could get their hands on including little boys.  Trump is not much different he rapes little girls and steals from us all.  Tell them what they want to hear. That is religion, and that is the Republican party.  Promise salvation as you steal.  The modern version is trickle down.  Wait for heaven, and wait for the rich to piss on you.  So Kadizzle woke up in the same world he went to sleep in.

The Real Virus

Mental illness is the real virus sweeping the country.  We have a leader that is a psychopath, his followers are delusional, and the country is crumbling around us.  Science has been relegated to the place religion should be.  Facts, reasoning, and logic have been turned into evils indulged in by overeducated people confused by reality. " I got mine " has replaced any sense of community.  The government has turned into the mafia.  The Don has himself surrounded by lickspittles helping him pump the swamp to the point it has become a lake of dishonesty.  No institution is too sacred to abuse.  Trump has defecated on the military, the supreme court, and his cohort Mitch McConnell has helped Trump grab the genitals of the legislative body.  Meanwhile we walk among the Trump zombies and act like life is normal.

Morning Outrage

Winky awakened Kadizzle with her insane need to open all the windows early in the morning.  This means Kadizzle is in the mood to be outraged.  For good outrage you need something to set you off.  Being so sound asleep Kadizzle was near death and then to have Winky zip the window blind up caused a nuclear reaction in the brain. Best to send this rage somewhere else.  Rob Port, what a piece of work.  This large lumbering hulk of Crisco is the excuse The Fargo Forum uses for not paying a real journalist. 

Port wrote in the Forum that the Bad Ass Grandma group is a front for billionaires.  Guess what the billionaires are trying to do? The evil billionaires are trying to overthrow the kind Republicans in North Dakota. You know those nice guys who support the gentle Trump. Amazing billionaires banning together to bring democracy to North Dakota.  God help us.  God did help himself with the help of the Supreme Court.  Now those silly little religious schools can get tax money.  Only if they are Christian Republican religious schools.  The world is an amazing place.

A nice picture with Sylvie

Be sure to click on the picture and see if full size.  Grandpa has so much fun with Sylvie.

A Pleasant Stop

Winky diverted our homeward bound journey to Lake Angustrura in South Dakota.  It only took a little over an hour to make it from Lusk.  This is the same lake we usually stop at on the way home in the spring or on the way to AZ in the fall.   Very different with all the people here in the summer.  We ended  up ebiking and taking a swim.  South Dakota has done a very nice job with the park and there are miles of sandy beaches.  The water was warm and felt good on a hot day.  Later in the day a terrible storm went East and West of us.  The park blew the danger siren and the Kadizzles tuned in to the weather station. Things were tense for awhile, but all went well.  In the height of the storm Winky suggested if it got bad Kadizzle could put on his new bike helmet.  It is not actually a bike helmet, but an orange tree trimming helmet.  Kadizzle put it on and sat in his chair waiting for the world to end.  The world did not end so we awaken to another morning that is very pleasant, but Trump is still alive and wrecking havoc. 

The simple minded

Living in the third world.

Winky and Kadizzle have awakened in Lusk, Wyoming.  Last night we wandered from the Earth module down to a covid 19 cafe.  After a nice meal we decided to get a milkshake.  What struck Kadizzle on the walk was the poverty and mess here in Amrika.  As Kadizzle looked around he thought it felt like some poverty stricken area in Mexico.  Lately the New York Times has been full of articles about income inequality.  The rich live in compounds and keep the poor at bay. Trump helps the rich exploit the poor and no one notices.  The level of ignorance in this country is astounding.  Too many times Kadizzle has talked to people who attended college and found them dumb as bricks about the reality we live in.  Most people live in their own little bubble.  Winky came back from the milkshake expedition on a little different route.  Winky reported there were some nice houses in this run down bum shunkle town.  That is our country.  A few do well as many scratch for a living.  Last night all these busted flat people set off fireworks to well into the night.  Without a pot to piss in they burn up their paycheck on cigarettes, fireworks, tatoos, and some fancy wheels .  Most amazing are the people buzzing around on four wheelers with a big American Flag celebrating the new slavery the Republicans have created.  Poverty for the whole country is a choice, not a necessity.  Will we take the country back from the one percent?  Ignorance is the real virus, and you cannot stop it with face mask. 

Little Sister

Trump has finally driven my poor little sister nuts.  Patty was at the community pool with four Trump cultist.  Their idiocy got to Patty and she gave them the full blast.  Kadizzle has never heard his sweet little sister go on such a rant.  It is shocking when you find out how uninformed, and brain dead a good friend is.  At this point you would have to keep your head in a bucket not to know what a worthless con man Trump is, but the cultist can do it.

Here we sit in Lusk, Wyoming baking.  The fireworks will keep us from napping.  Kadizzle got way too far into the bourbon last night and recovery is needed.  May have to turn on the Earth Module air conditioning.

The Plan

The plan was for a different life style.  Bike riding in the western mountains is the new plan. Today Winky and Kadizzle too the most excellent ebike ride in Wyoming.  The trials were a lot of fun, and thankya Jeesus for ebikes.  Kadizzle hopes to explore more areas on the way home. Perhaps we can explore up around Sheridan, Wyoming.   It is raining right now and the rain is badly needed.  Had no idea there was such nice country around Cheyenne and Laramie .  Had a great time with Sylvie.  She is going bonkers because she gets a puppy today.  If you are an old goat like Kadizzle then get yourself and ebike.  Kadizzle saw a younger guy with his kids today on the steep trails struggling to pedal the old fashioned way.  An ebike takes thirty years off your belly.

The wind died

Waking up to a peaceful no wind day.  A miracle to awake in such a wonderful area. Yesterday we drove around the countryside.  Very pretty area that must have amazed the original settlers.  After a great supper we had some custom made bourbon and did some singing with Sylvie.  Took Sylvie on a hike and taught her some hiking and navigation skills.  Sylvie is getting good at compass skills and the GPS.  My have to get Sylvie a GPS for Christmas.

At this point it appears our house in Hazen may be sold.  Winkie wants a house in Payson, Arizona.  It will be a lot of hassle moving and making the transition.  Not looking forward to that.  The housing market in Hazen is terrible and it feels like we gave the house away.  Recently we have put a fortune into the place with two new bathrooms, new windows,  a nice kitchen, and redid the garage.  Such is life.

Today looking for ebike fun.  May do some more exploration.  Yesterday we found an area with a lot of ebike trails. 

Looks like Trump is on the run.  If we can bring that rat to bay the country may be on the rise again. Do your part fight the rat every chance you get.