Debate

 I must say that the presidential debate yesterday was the most satisfying television I have watched in a long while. To say that Harris cleaned Trump's clock is an understatement. The poor guy was drawn and quartered. And then hung out to dry. Trump looked old and incompetent, senile one might say. He was shrill, unhinged, downright nutty. Once he got to the part about immigrants eating family pets it was laughter the rest of the way for me. Of course the ever loyal Trumpers are declaring victory. He won hands down, they are saying. Well something was down, but it wasn't hands. It was him. Down and out. Soundly thrashed. Good show, Kamala. 

Prophet Song

 "What I see now, Eilish, is a black hole opening before us, we have passed the boundary of escape and even when the regime has been overturned the black hole will continue to grow so that it will consume this country for decades."

So writes Irish novelist Paul Lynch in his dystopian novel, Prophet Song; and so it is where the American situation is concerned. One election will not change anything, for the malignant poison of MAGA is now deep in the body of the nation and will afflict us for years to come.

Falling and Failing

 I seem of late to have developed a particular talent for falling. I mean, I have long been at novice level, but I have advanced now in expertise in that I no longer require a very specific reason for falling. One fall was from a chair when I was trying to put a clock on the wall, and I really don't know how this happened. One minute I was standing on the chair and the next I was flat on my back on the floor. Yesterday merely rising from my chair at a cafe and beginning to walk away was sufficient to lay me out. And it's not just the act of falling that I've become so good at. It's more than that. It's the completeness of the falls. No twisting or rolling or gaining a knee or jumping up afterwards. No, this is more like a tree falling in the forest and then just lying there. 

I note that Donald Trump has also developed an advanced expertise in falling. Not physically of course. Mentally. We have for instance those electric boats and sharks, and now we have bacon and windmills, as well as the disappearance of all the cows on earth. I guess he can say at least that no one fails in cognition better than he. Scientists, I suppose, have told him so. Or professors. Or maybe Putin mentioned it. In any case, good work, oh stable genius. And please do keep up the good work right up until you work yourself out of being the president again.