The world has gone insane

Well, maybe not, but it sure as heck feels that way. The regular news reads like someone accidentally plugged in the “weird and gross” channel, otherwise sensible people are advocating seriously stupid stuff, and… Oh. Right. Election season in the USA.

I’m not American, although I live here. I watch the election shenanigans with a kind of bemused “WTF?” because it seems like there’s an unfailing ability to always get worse. Raging controversies erupt without anyone ever mentioning the underlying problem, people bitch about this candidate’s fortune or that candidate’s fundraising without ever stopping to ask themselves how in the hell this country can ever get good candidates when anyone who’s interested first needs to secure sponsors with very deep pockets who will inevitably want some form of quid pro quo. Usually with a heck of a lot of quid, and not much bloody quo. Bribery is legalized… they call it “lobbying” or “campaign donations”, and get pissy when their purchased pols don’t stay bought.

What really pisses me off about the whole mess, though, is that if I wrote this as a fictional government, not only would no-one bloody believe me, they’d claim it was impossible. Proof – if it were needed – that life is indeed stranger than we can imagine. Of course, life doesn’t have to follow the very strict rules of Story. Life can just happen. Coincidences can be just that. The evil conniving SOB can be a devoted husband (although most of them aren’t) and kind and gentle to puppies (this one is rather more common).

And of course, it’s been several days of hot weather in a climate where everything is designed to keep the heat in. Which our house has done exceedingly well, to the tune of 30F hotter inside than out. Of course, the guy who priced and sold us the central AC system had it done in “easy” mode, and the equipment simply does not fit where the sales-dude thought it would. Or rather, itΒ could fit, but no-one would ever get in there for the maintenance that needs to happen. That at least I could write about, in one of those “everything goes wrong” comic pieces.

We’ve got two days to go before they’re done (unless they run into major problems – something I’m not ruling out). It will be nice to be able to sleep comfortably again. In the meantime, I need to avoid all news sources, try not to google anything that has even a small chance of being politicized, and possibly declare myself a politics-free-zone for the duration. Otherwise there will be stories of a woman going postal in a small PA town and impaling co-workers. And you know how hard it is to clean the carpets after that.

Yes, I am up to my eyeballs in the sequel to Impaler. Why do you ask?

Oh. Nevermind. I’ll just go and hide myself away in something nice and uncontroversial, like fifteenth century royal processionals.

17 comments

  1. First rule of impaling: always impale outside if at all possible, if that is not possible, put down visqueen (sp?) first.

  2. Got to agree on the politics. This is no way to select a leader. November may be really “interesting.”

    As for the AC, yeah How did they live, those far distant ancestors without modern conveniences? Oh, they built their houses for ventilation and cross breezes? How quaint.

      1. Absolutely. The worst is not being able to sleep on the hot, humid nights.

      2. I still live without ac, growing up it was a luxury few people had. And when I built my house I didn’t see the need for it. Good insulation, heavy curtains that are drawn during the daylight, and open the windows once it cools down. As long as you don’t go in and out a lot during the heat of the day the house stays around low seventies. Of course if you have kids it quickly raises to the nineties πŸ˜‰

    1. And here they must have just been miserable. Seriously… 1900 stone farmhouse, very well insulated. And utterly miserable after a few hot days.

      1. On the bright side, a well-insulated stone farmhouse will also be very good at keeping cool, once you can get it cool. My parents do pretty well just by keeping the (thick) drapes drawn closed, for example. I know a lot of people who live in old houses who don’t use their top floor at all during the summer, though, or keep their basement stairway door permanently open, with a fan in front of it, as a coolth provider. I bet humidity’s a real pain, though.

        1. Clarification: my parents don’t have a farmhouse. They have a house that started out with no insulation, and has gotten increasingly well insulated over the years as they upgraded. With the new windows helping out the last few years, the house is noticeably cooler in the summer, even when they’re not running the A/C. The A/C is mostly for the humidity.

          Of course, the really well-insulated houses are those “passive houses”, where they have a heat exchange going on with the sun and the 50 degree underground stuff, winter and summer. They’re so well-insulated they also have to have venting systems so you can get fresh air.

  3. I had one apartment that, by chance, had excellent cross ventilation. The landlord’s maintenance people thought I was nuts because they’d come in for something else and it would be 78 (summer) or 65 (winter). “Is something wrong with the A/C? Is the heater broken?” Ah, no, I just like fresh air and lower utility bills, thanks.

    Politics: pfooy! I read a piece by one of the “vetters” for the 2008 GOP ticket, and the answer to “why will no one competent run for office” leaped out. You start by filling out several hundred pages of paperwork, and turn in all your financial information and tax returns going back ten or twenty years, if not farther. Then they interview everyone that you know, work with, your minister/ rabbi if you have one. It is worse than applying for a security clearance. Your knowledge, experience, skills and so on do not matter until you’ve hurled yourself through the vetting process hoops. And Texas is having a number of runoff races, dragging the primary, as if it was not long enough already, to the end of July. I want to try the British system where you have a set, short, period of time for campaigning and then you have to shush.

    1. Wow… you were lucky with that apartment!

      By November I think I’ll be ready to kill for the Australian 3 day blackout before election day. For those 3 days, there’s no political advertising allowed, so all you have to deal with is the idiot posturing from all concerned.

      This bloody neverending campaigning thing is crap. How in the heck can they do their supposed jobs?

      Um. Never mind. I think we might be better off with the buggers campaigning. At least that way they’re just spending loads of money and not pushing abortions like CISPA.

      1. Kate,
        Unfortunately they stopped that practice some years ago and it’s politics all the way to the election now. I prefered the old way. I also think anyone who wants to be a polititian should be disqualified.

      2. I was just going to say, I much I dislike them campaigning (especially incumbents using my tax dollars) there are many of them I would rather have campaigning than actually working to do what they say they are going to.

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