What, Me Worry?

Hey there, Bunkie, they say the big turnip’s got you down, you’ve lost it – whatever it was. Take heed of the old philosophers: not to worry, this too will pass.

And as it says in Matthew 6:34 (CJB) “Don’t worry about tomorrow — tomorrow will worry about itself! Today has enough tsuris already!”


Ignorance more frequently begets confidence than does knowledge:

it is those who know little, not those who know much, who so positively assert that this or that problem will never be solved by science. — Charles Darwin The Descent of Man

By Blue Bronc, a Trail Mix Contributor

During these days, as we start week eleven (or is it fifty), we must endure more going on in a day than took place in a year of the Obama administration.  Rumour, innuendo, facts, false facts and a septic tank full of Russian spies are just what we have to ingest by lunch.  After the White House press briefing all the real reporters need to spend four more hours trying to unwind the spin and present something reasonable a typical American might understand.

This is much faster than what we had to put up with under Nixon.  The vote-loser sitting in the White House, when he is not golfing, is out-lying the previous winner of lies.  Nixon lasted more than one term.  Odds makers are starting to shorten the time for the guy with a dead orange rat on his head.

What can we do?  Besides  #resist?  Other than read up on the Soviet/Russian KGB/SVR/FSB/GRU attacks on the world and America?  Instead of lying awake at night in fear of being deported?

Cutting the cable is more survival than saving a hundred dollars a month.  Putting timers on the television so the power is off during news hours will save replacing broken televisions.  Renewing your Netflix, Amazon Prime, Hulu, Sling and whatever else streaming video is very good, and will make them more profitable, plus you can watch almost anything you want, besides the news.

Books can help.  DVD’s really are good because you have no chance of watching or listening to the news.  Vinyl records present great (or bad) music, plus the challenge of storing and cataloging them.  Going for walks and playing with squirrels puts you in touch with nature.

Avoid stress eating.  And, especially do not get sucked into drinking games based on stupid rantings of a loon.

There is much to do that will help reduce anxiety and fear.  Increase your freedom and happiness.  It just takes a little will power.

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Sunday Serendipity

By Jace, a Trail Mix Contributor

Entirely appropo for the month of April and Spring. When the sound of raindrops seems to be everywhere. Chopin’s Raindrop Prelude. Enjoy the music and as always enjoy your day!

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In case you missed Pogo’s April Fools submission:

ST. THOMAS, U.S. VIRGIN ISLANDS—Speaking Wednesday from the grounds of the lavish tropical estate where he plans to spend much of his downtime while in office, Donald Trump unveiled a new presidential retreat he hopes will allow him to escape from the grueling pace of life at Mar-a-Lago.

With its sunny climate, secluded setting, and luxurious accommodations, the 45-acre Caribbean hideaway known as Isola Vista—which sits on a pristine white-sand beach along the island of St. Thomas’ southern coast—will reportedly serve as a haven where the president can find respite from his five-star Palm Beach, FL resort and its many day-to-day pressures.

“After a while, all that time spent at Mar-a-Lago starts to take a toll,” Trump said of the relentless routine of recreation and extravagance he experiences at his oceanfront Florida club. “I’m there so much that sometimes I just need to get away and clear my head. Here in St. Thomas I’ll have a place where I can simply relax and, for a little while at least, forget about all those headaches I left behind in Palm Beach.” — By Pogo, a Trail Mix Contributor


RussiaGate’s First Rat: Flynn Wants To Flip and Talk

Reports that Michael Flynn offered to sing for an immunity deal are not really surprising. It was clear during the questions and answers at FBI Director James Comey’s recent congressional testimony that Trump’s already-former NSC adviser is a target for his Russia ties and lies.

Cases like this often need a snitch to break it open. Flynn could be the John Dean of this one.

Or, as our own Xrepublican predicts, maybe this is a ruse to force a pardon. But unfortunately for Trump if that happened, pardons don’t come with gag orders.


Dramedy in Critterville?

By PatD, a Trail Mix Contributor

The first law of tragicomedies and dramedies is the drama rises proportionally with the level of tension in the story. The comedy does the reverse. [tvtropes]

With the mystery and intrigue surrounding congressional investigations this week, the level of tension has sufficiently risen now to let in the clowns.  In observation of the axiom “Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity, but don’t rule out malice” let us consider the possibility that the surveillance which scared a certain committee chairman to run for cover and cover-up is nothing but comical in nature.

Instead of evil plots, were the wire-tapped participants overheard making embarrassing comments? Were they giggling over the Grabber-in-Chief? Did they make bets on impeachment odds? Was their conversation peppered with n-words and c-words? Were they caught stuffing money in their pockets like Chuckles the clown’s “A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants?”

Will it be malice or stupidity? How do you think this dramedy, this tragicomedy, plays out?

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