Schools of Fish Would Be More Engaging

Any lingering doubts that Donald J. Trump’s Education Secretary, Ms. Betsy DeVos, is wrong about nearly everything, get quickly dispelled when she rankles FOX interviewer Chris Wallace. After all, normally, the FOX network is loaded with Trump sycophants.

Anyway, at the crux of this give and take is if schools can reopen, safely, during Trump’s still raging out of control pandemic. While the smart course of action would favor caution, Donny’s robot, DeVos, doth favor her boss’ let’s-get-me-reelected recklessness. If she possesses any default settings of common sense and compassion, at all, they certainly did not kick in. Consequently… SPOILER ALERT… rational, frank discourse, on her part, will not be forthcoming.

If you find DeVos’ non-answers too infuriating, you can always cut away to the calming clip below.

This is not the first time I’ve witnessed DeVos in the spotlight, so I can attest to the fact that Wallace hadn’t merely caught her in a rare, “the dog ate my homework” moment.

Clearly, her going to the head of Donny’s “class”, has mainly been due to her ability to filibuster, go off on tangents, offer up fishy replies and kiss Trump’s rump.

One wonders why Wallace hadn’t cut off her mike and cut away to this oceanic scene that features schools of fish.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Not Suffer Fools Gladly

 

As 1 of 7.8 Billion entrants in the Game of Life, I’ll readily fess up. Emotionally speaking, I’m far from perfect (more about that by blog’s end).

Yet, one hardly need be the epitome of emotional maturity / stability to, first, recognize what’s best for our human family and, next, act promptly, proactively and persistently.

Sacrifices of that nature should be second nature. Doing good, for the greater good, defines selflessness. It matters not if the required curatives, themselves, are elaborate or elementary… painstaking or pain-free… challenging or child’s play.

More to the point, let’s apply all the above to pandemic politics. Let’s start the game’s clock by fleshing and flushing out all, who have the unmitigated gall to call themselves leaders… i.e., the self-absorbed, self-proclaimed know-it-alls, who deny science and, as such, know nothing of consequence. As such, they squander golden opportunities to become the role models to the masses.

Even when this involves the mere child’s play of donning a facial mask, boneheaded heads-of-state throw temper tantrums to display their childishness.

Consequently, mindless people follow their mindless misleaders… i.e., wind up benching themselves in the Game of Life.

And who, pray tell, could ever expect sidelined whiny children to ever emerge as champions?

Such resignation / defeatist attitudes can only aid and abet coronavirus’ worldwide rampage. We, the misled beings are being beaten… some of us (literally) beaten to death by…

A mindless microbe.

Meanwhile, the levelheaded, who’ve been doing our level best to conquer corona, now stand by helplessly witnessing the stunningly unmotivated, maskless masses running amok… partying like there’s no tomorrow… some of these sickos even hosting pandemic parties. If you’ve yet to hear about them, Google the phrase.

They squander humanity’s nearly half-year long gains, which our masked mugs, social isolating, adjourned education and lost livelihoods had established.

They run out the Game of Life’s clock, where it has yet to even be determined if there could ever be a Sudden Death period of play… inclusive of the (hopefully completed) Hail Mary Pass? Long sigh…

To now make good on my post’s opening remark re my far from picture perfect, emotional fitness level…

While my commitment to helping save humanity could never be compromised, my patience towards the boneheaded and blasé now groweth thin. Could anyone blame me for saying…

I do not suffer fools gladly.