The Assumptions of Trump

 Golly gee whiz, can you believe it, we've got another damn polar vortex slamming southward and, sad as it is, Central PA is not on the fringe.  True, right now the temps are in the mid 30s (F) and expected to get as high as 50 (F),  but this afternoon high winds are going to blow the cold  into the region.  Shit.

You'll notice, I'm not using my sailor language.  I think it behooves me to keep things rather PG oriented, but, just in case you're interested, the fucks fly freely from my mouth when I'm verbalizing my opinions.

I did work yesterday.  It was slow... at least for me.  My fellow flooring specialist managed to get 2 measures while I focused mostly on getting in my steps.  We all have our priorities in life.  My measures and sales are so good right now, I can use this slow period for other more important things.  For instance, while my associate spent an hour describing the fascinating, intricated differences between a polyester carpet and a nylon carpet to a husband and wife, I was using my PC to check out the marriable followers in Skyrim.  I know how to keep my eye on my priorities.

Not that there wasn't some excitement.  One of our customers brought his pet tortoise into the store.  This guy is over 18 inches long and weighs over 45 pounds.  Wowza!  

While there are those who believe the Orange Anus moves with purpose, more and more I'm thinking he is simply blundering around, throwing as much shit on the wall to see what sticks with his base.  Because of his multiple bankruptcies, he is known mostly for being wily con-artist relying on the court system to keep him afloat rather than as a shrewd businessman.  He is more comfortable playing the part of a door to door bible salesman than reputable retailer.  He makes many mistakes, carelessly blustering through them without concern or consideration for who might get injured, and by doing so he is making the worst mistake people in power can make:  he assumes.  He assumes he's smarter than anyone else, and so he brags about it.  Then something bad happens and Orangie blusters quickly onto something else.  One of the many things he's said that define his reliance upon assumption was that those Federal workers being terminated from their positions can get jobs in the private sector.  Another assumption of his is that people will accept all of these spending cuts, even when they are effect personally.  He is non-thinker.  His assumptions blind him, and his base, on the true effect he is having on America; he is pissing millions upon millions of people off.  Chaos is coming, and he assumes he can deal with anything.  Like so often in the past, he is wrong. 

The Wall Street Effect

 So, we've finally arrived at the weekend.  It's warm outside, mid 50s (F), and supposedly there are showers moving through the area.  Temperatures are predicted to climb up into the 60s (F) for the next few days, and then drop back down into what are considered normal temps.  Of course, nothing is normal these days.  I can understand why some people find things unsettling.  We live in different times.

Yesterday was sort of a meh day.  I had done legs on Thursday, so my quads were a bit stiff, at least that was my excuse for not riding the bike.  I did rake around the topsoil in my back yard.  I work  in the flooring department today, so I'm working under a time restriction today and, joy of joys, I'm really happy about that.

I also spent some time attempting to hem up the cuffs on those new pants I bought.  Wow, sometimes patience is definitely one of my virtues at times.  It wasn't difficult, but I no longer have the temerity to sit and stitch away.  I sewed for about... oh... maybe fifteen minutes and had completed about 5 inches of one cuff when I decided it was time to put the needle and thread away.  Iron on hem tape is arriving today.  I have no problem opting for the easy way out.  

For dinner, I made, as the British might say, a lovely shrimp salad.  It was tasty.  The remainder will be my lunch before I go to work.  I also made pickled eggs using vinegar, sugar, and red beets.  Here in Central PA, we call them red beet eggs, but just about everyone else says they're pickled.  They are tasty, too.

An interesting side effect of Trump's picks for filling his cabinet is the reaction of Wall Street to his selections..  This isn't getting a lot of press because the Main Stream Media is still trying to sane wash everything he does.  They don't talk about how Evangelicals are upset about his choice of Kennedy to run Health and Human Services because Kennedy is Pro Abortion.  Wall Street, on the other other hand, does not like Chaos, and the Orange Anus is trying to destroy the institutions which provide stability.  Wall Street knows that no country in the world will talk to Tulsi Gabbard about intelligence, except those who are already cozying up to Putin.  Wall Street does not want a House of Representatives that is focused solely on retaliation and retribution.  Wall Street understands that Matt Gaetz hates America as much as Donald Trump, and disapproves.  As a result, Wall Street has been in decline.  Wall Street understands that people living in a chaotic America are not going to spend their hard earned dollars the way Wall Street wants them to, and this will be a shocking surprise to the cultists.  Trump doesn't care, he loves Russia, not America.