The “Grand” Old Party has, at this point, descended into naked fascism marching in lockstep led by their would-be tyrant. It’s hard to believe it has gone this far. It is mind-bending and disturbing that a large segment of America — apparently blinded by propaganda or willfully ignorant — can’t see the problem. What’s even worse is the sense many indeed agree with the program.
Almost as disturbing is that, even now, many Americans apparently remain undecided. Yet the choice we face becomes clearer every day as the Republican party increasingly drops any pretense of upholding the Constitution or traditional American values.
When it was Biden/Harris, the choice was obvious. Now that it’s Harris/Walz, the choice is even more obvious. I made a scorecard…
Vote Blue, my friends! Go forth and spread beauty and light.
It’s been a slow month here, this is only my second post, and it could be the last. (This month, I mean, not forever.) One thing that has become clear to me is that Substack Notes is too much of a time sink. I’ve been learning to tear myself away from it.
I’m sure I’ll keep posting there, though. I’ve been updating some of my older posts and republishing them for a new audience. I wrapped things up here on computationalism some time ago, but now I have an excuse to revisit and distill those thoughts.
As for this blog, at least for now, there’s always Friday Notes.
I’ve been able to almost entirely eliminate commercials and advertising from my day-to-day. One vexing source remains: YouTube. Vexing because, not just commercials between videos, but commercial interruptions (often abruptly timed), and now content providers are promoting products during their videos.
Several of the YouTubers I follow and regard have been promoting Ground News, a different kind of news feed that features bias indicators for each article. It sounded interesting, and I thought I’d give it a try.
Unfortunately, I found it disappointing. And kind of lame.
Maybe it’s a hold-over from school days, or maybe it has to do with fall (my favorite season), but the year really does hinge on fall and spring for me. You’d think spring would be the logical year start, but I see September as the turnover point. Summer’s over, another (school) year begins.
In any event, it’s fall when I most often find myself thinking about, and planning, the year ahead. The last few years I’ve made a lot of progress but have slacked off the past year. For the coming year, I’ve decided to throw away a lot more stuff.
Including some piles of notes, but for now it’s time for Friday Notes…
Once again we pivot into the dark half of the year. Here in the northern hemisphere, anyway. Folks below the equator are enjoying the opposite pivot, the good one into light.
The Autumnal Equinox is my least favorite Solar Occasion (today: 12:44 GMT, 7:44 AM CDT). It means winter is coming. I can deal with the cold, but the short days and long dark nights, that’s tougher.
As I posted Tuesday, I finished the software for my virtual CPU on Monday, but now I’ve finished the most important part: the project graphic.
Now that I’m done, the project is obsolete, and it’s time to start the next version, cj68 vII. The other protocol would be to bump the number, but cj69 might lead to smirks.
Stay processing, my friends! Go forth and spread beauty and light.
Last night’s debate between Vice-President Kamala Harris and The Convicted Felon was a world apart from the first one with President Joe Biden. It was a clear victory for Harris and just as clear a loss for the Mango Mussolini. He’s never seemed more incoherent or filled with lies than last night.
Those nasty immigrants eating people’s pets in Peoria. Or wherever. It matters not what city it supposedly was — it’s an utter, complete, racist lie. On the sick theory that repeating a lie often enough, no matter how outrageous, can make it believed.
I found Harris’s opponent so hard to listen to that I started beering myself. After the debate, I (drunkenly) expressed myself on the Substack Notes feed. I had a good time venting and thought to share my “tweets” here. WARNING: Language! This is me unfiltered and off-the-cuff.
Long distance runners talk about “hitting the wall” — the point where their body runs out of resources, making it almost impossible to continue. I hit an intellectual wall late Monday night. Fortunately, I not only finished the race but went an unexpected extra mile. (And now my brain circuits are fried.)
Not an actual race (beyond a vague self-imposed deadline), but a hobby project like one of those ships in a bottle. A painstaking and challenging task in the name of fun and exercise of acquired skill. But no race, no ship, no bottle. This was a software project.
My inner geek rampant, I built a virtual 32-bit CPU (in Python).
Between it being kind of a weird month (on several counts), my increasing activity on Substack, and some hobby project work, I haven’t posted much here this month. In fact, this is only the second post this month. Given the date, probably the last.
Which may be something of a harbinger. I do seem to be migrating towards Substack and, to some extent, leaving this blog behind. It feels like abandoning a friend, though, and I’m finding it hard to let go. And probably won’t, at least not entirely.
But who knows. Maybe it’s all Friday Notes from here on out…
I’ve been able to almost entirely eliminate commercials and advertising from my day-to-day. One vexing source remains: YouTube. Vexing because, not just commercials between videos, but commercial interruptions (often abruptly timed), and now content providers are promoting products during their videos.
Last night’s debate between Vice-President Kamala Harris and The Convicted Felon was a world apart from the first one with President Joe Biden. It was a clear victory for Harris and just as clear a loss for the Mango Mussolini. He’s never seemed more incoherent or filled with lies than last night.
Long distance runners talk about 
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