That’s a line in a song, about a hot day like today. Well, Israel PM Netanyahu says that they’re nearly done with the heavy fighting in Rafah and the rest of the Gaza Strip and will then go to the north end of the country and bomb the shit out of Lebanon for awhile.
The Iranian-proxy terrorists there have been pushing hard against Israel during the whole war with Hamas, in an effort to divert Israel away from their fight, but the Israelis resisted their attempts. One war at a time. The Lebanese people are pretty unhappy about the prospect of having their homes destroyed and getting killed, but they let those murderous assholes in and now they have to deal with Hizbolah-Israel War Number 3. Or is it Number 4?
Food prices continue to soar here in the US of A, and isn’t it strange, that gas at the pump is still $5-$6 a gallon too, when the price of oil is $5 a barrel lower now than it was when gas soared to $4 a gallon and food prices were a fourth of what they are now?
This is what you get when you shut down a lot of the food and oil production. Which our governing Cabal has done. Now here’s a thought for you:
Food is getting scarcer and grocery prices are going so high that restaurants are shutting down, people are eating less… so what do you think all those military age immigrant men will do when they get hungry enough and our government offers them military service with 3 hots and a cot, and citizenship? Huh? It’s all planned, none of this is by accident.
The 2024 Election Clown Show is in full swing, Donald Trump is once again drawing huge crowds at his rallies while Joe Biden must have more drugs than blood in his veins by now, to keep his brain working. The debates should be a real hoot.
Cancer rates are soaring lately and of course the CDC is blaming this on “Long Covid” instead of the cause, The Jab. If all those top virologist doctors and scientists are right, and hey, they’re the Pros From Dover, right? Then the larger portion of humanity is going to die in the next couple of years. Not trying to be gloomy here, I didn’t take that fucking shot, is all, and if I can manage to stay alive, being of advanced age now, I’ll get to see it all come crashing down. It should be entertaining as hell.
I have a 2 year food supply stashed and 20 pounds of frozen coffee beans, so we’ll see how she goes.
Now to talk about my cat. Most unsociable, unfriendly cat I’ve ever had. She loves only me, and not by much. I get up at first light and she’s already waiting by the door to be let out so she can go kill stuff. All day long she hunts, it’s what she lives for. She’d stay out all night if I let her, and get eaten by a coyote or raccoon, so I don’t feed her until it’s getting dark, and shut the door behind her when she comes in to eat. So then she goes to her bed. By now she knows the drill.
The garden is doing well this year, so far anyway. I’m raising a side crop of tobacco as an experiment and it’s coming right along, growing these wide leaves that keep getting bigger as the plant gets larger. Full grown tobacco can get leaves 3 feet long. Anyway, harvested some beets this morning, haven’t decided what to do with them yet. The late crop of radishes are nearly ready, the red ones are doing well, tried a new variety of long white ones but they’re bolting in the heat and their outlook is poor. The squash plants are forming an impenetrable jungle, and little squashies are growing therein. Steamed summer squash with melted butter and a little salt, mm-good.
So goes life in the outback.