How I was feeling over this last week.
My wife took me to an incredible Valentine’s dinner. I wanted to have dinner in my state, not in Mordor.
I got what I needed. A lovely dinner with my lovely wife.
I love her so much, it sometimes hurts.
When I heard this song on ,Fallout it struck a chord with me. My country is worth fighting for.
Ran into a song… got to thinking about a “reprise” I’d heard. Here is the original:
Dolly
Jolene’s side, because there’s always more than one side to a story:
There is an insurrection taking place in our country. There are clear indications of Command and Control structures and a host of other CIA style “how to” markers.
The left wants highly visible incidents. They want people like Goode and Perti to have their stupidity splashed across the nation’s TVs (and the modern equivalent). It hits at a visceral level when you see somebody being killed.
It doesn’t matter whether it is justified or not; watching somebody being killed causes emotional trauma.
So here is something lighter, from my childhood, maybe yours too:
I’ve been doing to much research into steam locomotives, I feel like I’ve been working on the rail road.
This song has been running through my head for the last week or so as my wife flew out to rescue her mother.