Time Is Getting Short

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I have no information about the exact date that the lights turn off at American Digest but I imagine it will be quite soon. I’ve been running this site at a semi-beta level but the time is coming when I need to lock certain features down – I gave myself until darkness at the old site.

You’ve had a couple of months to see this site in operation … as have I – and I’ve only had to block one reader. I didn’t like doing that but … I won’t go into my reasons why.

If there are any suggestions any of you would like to make – format, style, text size, font, colors, the idiot running the place, whatever – now’s the time to let me know. I can’t/won’t promise I’ll implement any or all but everything will be considered (some items I’ve beaten my head against the wall about but some things are “what it is is what it is“).

Once I lock certain features down, it will become more difficult to modify later.

As they say, speak now or forever hold your piece.

🙂

Judges

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I can understand a “judge” blocking Executive branch actions, but that judge should be the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court. It is the Supreme Court that is on equal level with the Executive Branch, not all these piddling regional district courts.

Too many judges have come to the conclusion they have more power than they should. And too many have come to the conclusion they represent the Legislative branch as well.

Just my thought for the day (of many that may not see the light of digital bits).

Not Good-bye …

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If I should die
before you wake,
grieve not for could
or would.
Rejoice, instead, for had
and did
and heard, and saw
and touched.
Be glad for was,
not sad for never.
Whatever was
cannot be gone.
I’m with you now…
forever.

Dust To Dust

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A comment by John Fleming over on AD struck me this morning. I hope he doesn’t mind if I copy his words:

“Some people might like it, conversing with your ghost. But at some point, either your heirs will pull the plug on your echo, or your echo will become so antique that all the new folks are not interested in what you might have said about anything. And then as Gerard says, digital dust to digital dust.“

On occasion, simply heading out in some random direction from a point in the back-country brings surprises. I found this grave somewhere out in the Nevada desert. Nothing much out here but sagebrush, badger holes, and the fading ghosts of lost dreams. Any “town” that might have been nearby had fallen into ruins of less notice than this old iron fence. Any headstone or marker – like the body within – had long returned to that from which it came.

An elaborate fence, someone buried with love, care, and expense – they themselves now gone a few generations ago.

I doubt I could find it again.

But I wonder what was once here; the lives lived, hopes flourishing, a town of future substance being built … being Nevada … on the hopes of some mineral strike that would turn “our town” into a new metropolis.

Then the mines played out.

Genesis 3:19
“By the sweat of your brow you will eat your food until you return to the ground, since from it you were taken; for dust you are and to dust you will return.”

Heading Home

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Oops!

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It’s hard to keep political discussions away these days.
“Just because you’re not interested in politics, doesn’t mean politics isn’t interested in you“

Headline: “Hours After Trump Paused All Arms To Ukraine, Zelensky Reportedly Ready To Sign Minerals Deal Under ‘Trump’s Strong Leadership’“

Did someone explain to Z that his life expectancy might be measured in days if he pissed off the US any further?

“Trump wants to announce agreement in his address to Congress Tuesday evening.“

Or did the Dems put him up to trying to embarrass DJT once again?

I still say that little squirrel needs an all-expenses-paid, one-way trip to Moscow.

Tunes For Tuesday – Russian Army Choir “Полюшко поле” (Meadowlands)

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A sample of some obscure – and some maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.

Today’s selection: Russian Army Choir – Полюшко поле (aka Song of the Plains; Meadowlands)

Can’t really say I’m a Russophile but I don’t think of Russians as my enemy either – in spite of spending my childhood huddling under my desk to aid in identifying my burnt remains save me from Soviet nuclear attack. It’s a place I’d like to visit, at least St Petersburg.

Way back when … I was in 8th grade … Vietnam raging and the Soviet Union evil incarnate … I had a social studies teacher (a WWII vet) who told us that in our lifetimes, there would be a good chance that we’d see the US turn into a police state and Russia become the land of freedom. About the only thing I directly remember about 8th grade …

While that teacher has not yet been proven correct – or incorrect, I can’t say I’ve seen anything recently to disavow me from the notion that both countries seem to be on that path.

I’d much rather the US was “friends” with Russia than some of those we (supposedly) are friends with – say China and Saudi Arabia.



An 8 Year-Old’s Smile

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someday home…

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Jean asked that this be a response to ghostsniper’s comments about a house he designed for Deion Sanders

I want a house
with high ceilings
and low floors.
windows never
closed, no locks on the doors.
“welcome friends” on
the mat,
chairs stuffed
and comfy fat.
food in the fridge,
books on the shelves.
don’t hesitate
to help yourselves.

I’m certainly not going to disagree …

Overland Stage – Part 11 Pass Creek to Bridger Station

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Part 11 – Pass Creek to Bridger Pass Station is now live.

After leaving Rattlesnake Canyon at Pass Creek Station, the trail headed off across the beginnings of desert country. After a stretch of alkali dust came the oasis at the dreaded crossing of the North Platte, then the desolate lands subject to some of the worst Indian danger of the entire Wyoming portion of the trail – this “Central Route” being selected as less susceptible to Indian attack than the original route over South Pass to the north. The stations from Sage Creek west of the North Platte to Bridger Pass Station were often abandoned due to Indian raids; cavalry escorts from Fort Halleck in the east and Fort Bridger in the west were common along this stretch.

When not under danger from Indian attack or bandits, there was always the boredom of long stretches of rough, waterless, unchanging desert landscape to occupy oneself.

Coming up next: Bridger Pass Station to Duck Lake Station