Soft News

Visited the nearby hospital emergency room with my wife last night (she got fixed) and was forced into watching (as best I could) CNN for about 45 minutes (all I could stomach) and came away realizing why this cable channel has such low ratings -- it sucks. Yes, it is anti-Trump ...  that was expected. But it was also repetitious, thin and boring.

During this three quarters of an hour, Wolf Blitzer covered three stories: how Putin might have dirt on Trump and be blackmailing him, maybe ... how Trump's VA nominee, Jackson, was a boob and should withdraw ... and some other Trump misstep that was so inane I have forgotten it. These three stories were looped until I was ready to scream. No hard news ... just lots of Trump bashing innuendo  ... the softest of soft news.

I fled to watch the more interesting cross-section of humanity flowing through these emergency facilities -- much more compelling than high-paid news puppets.

Late news: Jackson has withdrawn from this VA job opportunity ... another scalp for fake news.

Uncle Wiggily

I have been laid up for the past two days with a bad back after a visit to the emergency room at the Newton-Wellesley Hospital.  The lead-up details aren't important but suffice it to say that, after some x-rays and questioning, the medicos there diagnosed me with lumbago.  Lumbago!  The last time I heard this term was when I was read some Uncle Wiggily stories as a small child.  Poor old Uncle Wiggily often suffered from this archaic malady ... particularly when the weather was bad.

So, I guess that, if the lollipop man doesn't drop his rainbow ice cream cone down the lemonade well, then I should be up and about in a few days ... that is, if the weather stays fair.