And why am I not making my reservations to fly away home? To my ocean? To my modest lodgings. With a lanai. And a bath tub. And an ocean next door. Not to mention Carlton is over by the blue dot.
Feel sure that no one is obsessed by politics. Well, except local politics. And even that doesn’t matter as much as surf conditions and fishing.
I feel like I got stuck in some sort of small time warp and I am living in the 1930s. And, then I recall Carlton’s favorite lines from the 1859: “I am now quite certain, that the crimes of this guilty land will never be purged away but by blood.” I have been concerned about transient electromagnetic disturbances for years. That is my personal zombie apocalypse. I used to be worried about natural EMPs. But, throw a high altitude H-bomb in the mix and we humans will end life on the plant as we know it.
Its time for some Hawai’i…
Carlton and I seem to have been stuck in 1859 – he with the run up to the Civil War and me with the Carrington Event.