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Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
As many of you already know, a principal here in the great mediocre Fascist state of Florida lost his job recently because of a complaint by a parent after students were allowed to see images of this famous statue, which students have seen for years.
Thanks a whole helluva lot, Ronald, for creating this miserable environment in Florida's schools.
Janie Junebug
I've made a few changes to this post. I didn't feel my best when I wrote it and it wasn't as clear as it should have been. I hope it's better now. Thanks for reading.
Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
I define our as the democratic party. If you ain't with us, you're agin us.
Robert Kennedy Jr. announced on not-so-good Friday that he's running for president as a Democrat. He's a nincompoop.
I became aware of his nincompoopery quite a few years ago when I read an article he wrote defending his cousin, Michael Skakel, who was convicted of murdering Martha Moxley when they were teenagers. I was shocked The Atlantic would publish an article that was absolute glop and assumed they used it because of the Kennedy name.
Kennedy is 69 years old, has plenty of money, and is on his third wife.(four days after he filed for divorce from his second wife she committed suicide). He has six children.
He is well known as an environmental lawyer and won many awards for his work in that area. He fought pollution created by factory farms and damage to the environment caused by the U.S. military. He has worked with indigenous rights organizations. The list goes on and on. I wish I could stop right here and say that he's well educated and his work defending the environment is so great that it excuses any stupidity he committed. I'm afraid that's not the case.
Kennedy was also well known for his drug use in his youth. When he was an assistant District Attorney in Manhattan, he was arrested for possession of heroin. A number of Robert and Ethel Kennedy's children had drug problems. After all, they experienced the trauma of their father's death. His brother, David, died from an overdose. I think the drug use can be forgive and forgotten if he's stayed clean. As far as I know, he has.
Sadly, however, Jr. has achieved renown as an anti-vaxxer, beginning with blaming childhood vaccines for autism, ADHD, and other maladies. He spread misinformation about the COVID vaccine and compared COVID restrictions to Nazi Germany. He claimed that if people didn't get vaccinated, then Bill Gates would cut off their access to money and they would starve. I haven't seen that happen.
At one point Kennedy had a discussion with Trump about a position in his administration. I don't know what became of that.
I also don't know if the Kennedy name has the cachet it used to have. We're still sad that this man's Uncle John and his father, Robert, were assassinated, but we also know about Uncle John's many affairs and his naked pool parties at The White House that included smoking weed. Younger people might not be as interested in the Kennedy family as we were. I don't think being a Kennedy can do as much for Robert Jr. as it might have in the past.
It's possible he'll appeal to some Republicans though, who could consider crossing partly lines for an anti-vaxxer. Some of his siblings have publicly distanced themselves from him because of his anti-vax statements.
I know that if I need to choose between Robert Kennedy Jr. and Joe Biden, it's Joe Biden for me. He's not perfect, but my life is so much better than it was during the last guy's presidency.
If you ain't with us, you're agin us. Robert Kennedy Jr. is agin us.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
Excuse me! So sorry to bother you. Do you think you could be a little quieter?
I know you've been angry for a long time.
And now you're hearing about indictments on the news. How awful. But that's not what happened to your Messiah. You poor things. But you're upset over nothing. Tempest in a teapot, darlings.
Sweeties, he wasn't indicted. He was INDICATED. He said so himself.
Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
Last Saturday night I went out with a few friends.
It had been about 10 years since I last went to a concert, so I decided it was time to get out of the house to see The Eagles. They did not disappoint.
They are outstanding musicians, who were very popular when I was in high school. The music I enjoyed during those years is still the music I love––at least in most cases.
The others were Joe Walsh (so funny in his interactions with the audience), Timothy Schmit, and Vince Gill, who has joined The Eagles since Glenn Frey died in 2016. Frey's son, Deacon, also played and sang lead on several numbers. He was great, and he's a nice, young hottie.
They finished with my favorite––Best Of My Love––and moved into my All Time Top Five Favorite Concerts. No one will ever take the place of #1, which was a guy named Paul who played at RFK Stadium on July 4th, 1989.
Other than a break of about 20 minutes, The Eagles played for three hours. Every minute was wonderful.
I've been exhausted all week. I'm glad I can relax this weekend, but if I could see The Eagles again, I'd do it in heartbeat. I'd probably have to take out a loan, though. Even the cheap sets were very expensive. It's going to take a while for my finances to recover. Rebekah, a great lover of concerts, went with me and said it was the most she had ever paid for a concert ticket.
They were worth it.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug
Sunday morning in my neighborhood:
When Franklin finished, the chihuahuas next door yapped about their dad giving them a bath. They thought they would freeze to death because the temperature was only 80°.
The two Labs who live behind us said they were starving but their mom wouldn't give them any treats.
The dogs of this neighborhood suffer mightily.
Franklin was so tired after he vented. He needed a nap.
But we love you, and we'll drop in here as often as we can!
He died in the hospital, three days later.
I'll leave you with this image of a 29-year-old man who was stopped for alleged reckless driving near his mom's house. He was a dad, a skateboarder, and an aspiring photographer.
Infinities of love,
Janie Junebug