Understanding Democrats

In the next block, there’s a little grocery store, what we call abarrotes in Spanish. With few exceptions, they are very small, and they are all over the place. Some might say they are ubiquitous, but I just say they’re all over the place.

We patronize that store often. There’s another, perhaps 20 feet closer and just around the corner, that we long patronized, but the owner is such a distrustful sourpuss, we gave up on her years back. May she go bankrupt. Her husband is quite nice, however.

The store we now use has a fair stock, far better than a year or so ago when it was so poorly stocked that it was mostly useless. The owner has a daughter with severe Down’s Syndrome, and the owner is also the mother of the wife of the couple who own the house directly next to the Hacienda, a sour pair also. If someone tells you how friendly Mexicans are, come to my block for a dose of reality.

Lots of Mexicans are friendly, of course, but not as friendly as your typical resident of small-town Georgia or Mississippi or Alabama. Not even close.

Lots of Mexicans are friendly, but not as friendly as your average rural Georgia Cracker.

Our abarrotes sells us tomatoes, avocados, eggs and tostadas more than anything, but those are staples, so we go down there almost every day.

What has this to do with “understanding Democrats,” which is what the headline says? Nothing. I just thought I’d provide a little local color first. You’d like my abarrotes. No one wears masks in there. It’s like the olden days.

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A year or two ago I opened a Facebook page for a while. I come and go on Facebook. I should go permanently, as should we all. At that time, I opened the Facebook account to see what my former Houston newspaper colleagues were up to. There are lots of them, and every one, 100 percent, were swimming in the Sea of Trump Hate.

A couple of old amigos who worked in the composing room downstairs exhibited good sense, but the newsroom types were all dizzy with Trump Loathing. This perplexes me. You’d expect some to dislike him, but 100 percent? And why not me? That’s the even larger question especially since I was a lifelong Democrat until 12 years ago.

Perhaps I’m just smarter than they are. Or maybe it’s because I live outside the United States. International living tends to make one less myopic.

It’s clear to me that Trump is doing an excellent job in the face of the rabid opposition he sees every day. His list of accomplishments are long and excellent. Of course, you must know where to get accurate information because most news media do not provide it.

They lie, slant and omit. CNN “fact-checked” the speakers at the Republican convention. It did not “fact-check” speakers at the Democrat convention. Could the bias be more bald-faced and arrogant?

This morning, I glanced at the Facebook page of a close, former coworker. She snarkily mentioned Trump’s “militias.” Of course, he has no militias. She was referring to Trump’s having legally and sensibly sent federal officers to protect a federal building in one of those Democrat cities where Antifa and Black Lives Matters tried to destroy it, and where the Democrat city administration looked the other way on purpose.

The Democrats’ four-year insurrection will worsen after the election.

Interesting how people can look at the same situation and come away with polar opposite impressions. I wonder what my former coworker thinks of President Eisenhower’s sending in the 101st Airborne to help black kids enter a desegregated school in Little Rock, Arkansas, in 1957? The desegregation was opposed, of course, by Arkansas Gov. Orville Faubus.

Like Abe Lincoln, Eisenhower was a Republican, and Faubus was a Democrat. No surprise.

The U.S. Army is better than a militia. Perhaps Trump will have to send in the troops, just like President Eisenhower did, after he wins the November election.

To New York, Seattle, Portland, Chicago and their disruptive ilk.

I doubt Democrats will settle down and accept democracy after Trump’s re-election. Their apoplectic, four-year insurrection will just worsen.

Felipe’s been distracted

GOTTA INQUIRY from a reader today, Dave Davis, wondering why it’s been silent here for a week. I’ve been busy with other things. That’s all.

For instance, yesterday we drove down the mountainside to the nearby state capital to see the movie Joker, especially since so many leftists are hysterical about it and the bad example they say it sets. People might even shoot up the theaters, they howled and wept.

Crazy people do bad things with guns, you know, and it’s the fault of the guns.*

jokerI fail to understand the hubbub about the movie. It was reported to be very violent. It isn’t.

There are four murder scenes, no more. In two of them, a pistol is used, and I didn’t see any blood whatsoever. Also, a suffocation. Again, no blood. A knife was used in the fourth, and it got a bit grim, but by modern, anything-goes standards, the flick’s almost PG.

You want to see violence? Watch Sam Peckinpah’s 1969 cult classic The Wild Bunch. Now there is a violent movie, one which I love, by the way.

Joker is similar to the 1976 movie Taxi Driver in that both are about losers who descend into homicidal madness. Taxi Driver and Joker are about equal on the violence scale. And Taxi Driver‘s star, Robert Di Niro, has a role in Joker. Coincidence?

Joker is very dark and grim, not suitable for young children for that reason. It’s less about violence than it is about insanity. The movie’s finale was too drawn-out. Otherwise, it was interesting, and Joaquin Phoenix is a very good actor.

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I’ve also been busy with time-consuming computer matters. A word-processing program I’ve used for years, and on which I had some important documents saved, decided recently to display everything garbled. I could find no solution. Luckily, I also have hard copies of most of the documents, but they’ll have to be typed all over again.

Now I’m using Zoho Writer. I gave other options a test drive, but Zoho won out. It’s an Indian company if you don’t know. Nice document program. Free.

I also investigated browser options. I’m a browser junkie. My primary goal always is to dodge anything Google, and that includes the Chrome browser. I had been using it a short spell due to my previous browser, Comodo Icedragon, disappointing me.

First, I decided on Brave, and it worked well for a week or more till one morning I turned on my H-P desktop, and it simply was not there. It wasn’t anywhere on my desktop machine. Poof! Gone! How strange. I liked it too. Lovers disappoint you.

I downloaded it again, but now I cannot trust it. It’s a backup.

I returned to Chrome, short-term. It is reliable, reliably good, reliably evil. Chrome is a nosy parker. If you open Chrome, take a moment to open your task manager. You’ll find a long list of Google Chrome things running quietly in the background like mice, and if you close Chrome completely, they keep on running. They don’t close when the browser does.

Your life is their cheese. No other browser I’ve tried does that. Not even Firefox.

I’ve settled on a new browser that’s working quite well, a lot like Chrome. You can even use Chrome extensions, which is great. My new browser is Yandex, a product out of Russia. I had tested Yandex a couple of years ago, but it was too Russian, the language.

But it’s improved a lot!

Now you can set it to come up in English nearly always. Occasionally, it will display something in Russian, but it immediately translates it into English. It works very much like Chrome but with some nifty, additional features.

I imagine you’re using Chrome or Firefox and always will. They’re like Facebook and Twitter. They get their claws into you, and you submit like a putz. Sad.

So that’s what I’ve been up to, Dave. Movie-going and online investigating: word-processing and browsers. Also, some yard work and the afternoon visits to the plaza downtown to sit with coffee and my Kindle. It keeps the old boy busy.

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* A parable: A flock of sheep noticed that wolves came into the pasture at night and ate some of their fellow sheep. The sheep noticed that wolves have teeth, so the sheep decided to pull out their own teeth. They felt safe after doing that. But not for long.

Google tofu boy calls 911

I’M A DEVOTED FOE of Google even though it’s hard to avoid online. I have a Gmail address which long was my primary, but I don’t use it anymore though I still have a Google account. It’s very difficult not to have a Google account.

If you don’t have a Google account, you’re cutting off your nose to spite your face. Alas, Google owns YouTube, one of the most interesting, fun and informative corners of the World Wide Web. I love YouTube. If anything has ever been filmed, it’s likely on YouTube.

I never say I’m Googling anything. I do “online searches,” and I use the oddly named DuckDuckGo search engine. It’s very good and not sneaky.

The folks who run Google are the sort of people who are ruining Western Civilization. The same kind of people run Facebook and Twitter, and since one can easily live without those two, I do not have accounts with them anymore. I don’t want to be an enabler.

Enjoy the video even though it’s on Google’s YouTube. Sigh.

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As I write this late Wednesday afternoon, it’s dark overhead and there are lightning flashes. This should not be happening in March which is the middle of the dry season on the mountaintop. Must be that global warming we hear about, eh?

Does global warming cause unseasonable rain? Lord knows. Ask Al Gore.

Why didn’t it storm yesterday, the last and most riotous day of Carnival in my hardscrabble neighborhood? Maybe it would have canceled the ear-splitting concert we endured last night till 3 a.m. Even my earplugs did not fully suppress the godawful racket.

Living in Mexico is not always a sack of tacos.

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(You may notice that I’ve reverted to a previous look for The Moon. And back are the wise quotes down the right-side column plus links to all manner of fascinating stuff. The same material was available in the last “look,” but it was hidden behind a Menu button. Who bothers to mess with that? Darn few. That’s who.)

Class acts!

 

IT’S ALWAYS a hoot to watch videos like the above. This one has the lovely Alicia Powe interviewing participants in the recent “Women’s March” in Washington D.C.

What stands out about these events is that the participants are colossally clueless. The Women’s March was particularly notable for two things — aside from cluelessness — Jew Hate and knitted versions of female reproductive organs squatting on their heads.

These are very classy people.

They loathe President Trump but are hard-pressed to state coherently why they feel that way. They just, ya know, do!

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A few months ago, I opened a Facebook account under my real name in large part to connect with my former colleagues in the newspaper business. I was appalled at what I encountered: rampant Trump hate.

I deleted the Facebook account soon after.

A few weeks ago, I exchanged emails with an old friend from those days. He also was in the news biz. I related that we had elected a screwy president recently in Mexico. His response was that Trump was even worse.

I asked what it was about Trump that he disliked. He responded that he was a (blankety-blank) liar. I asked if he could give me an example of Trump’s lying. I offered some documented examples of Democrat lies.

  1. If you like your doctor, you can keep your doctor.
  2. I did not have sex with (Monica Lewinsky).
  3. Bengazi was caused by a video.

I have not heard back from him.

I imagine he’s still hunting an example of Trump’s lying.

I wonder if he’s knitting female genitalia to put on his head.