I think so, Brain … but we shouldn’t say bad things about the illiterate. We should write them.
As I was about to drive to work in a car that averages 44 mi/gal, I found this about Hillary Clinton’s rented private jet which burns 347 gal/h.
Michael Barone has an interesting piece called Is America Entering a New Victorian Era? over at Real Clear Politics.
Today, several widely unanticipated trends — certainly unanticipated by me — suggest that America is in some significant respects entering a new Victorian Era. Some may regard that as regrettable, others as welcome, still others as a mixture of good news and bad news. But it’s certainly news, especially to the aging baby boomers who expected the Age of Aquarius to continue indefinitely.
Read the whole thing. His piece got me thinking about the connection between the Victorian Era and what became American Progressivism around the turn of the twentieth century. A significant aspect of the goals of many early Progressives was control over the lives of others. Prohibition comes to mind.
A hundred years ago, the big bugaboo was booze. Now, it may be campus sex. Of course, drinking to excess and promiscuous sex are dangerous activities. Religion, common sense, and our moral betters all warn against them. Where our moral betters fail us and themselves is by failing to realize that they are morally powerless to control anyone’s behavior but their own. Failing that, they try to use coercive power. For Progressives, that’s the power of the state.
Prohibition. The War on Drugs. Yes Means Yes. Perhaps a cycle is repeating.
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I think so, Brain … but I find it best to make fashion decisions based on whether or not something itches.
Yesterday evening, I noted that The Dread Pro-Se Kimberlin’s motion for alternate service on several of my codefendants in the Kimberlin v. Most of the Universe, et al. RICO Retread LOLsuit had been denied. I now have a copy of the order denying the motion and the exhibits the TDPK filed along with his motion.
I ran the tracking numbers from the certified mail green cards and found that restricted delivery had not been paid for (but, of course, the boxes are checked on the cards). Also, the envelopes show insufficient postage for restricted delivery.
That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,
And the burnt Fool’s bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire …
Many religious people are deeply suspicious. They seem—for purely religious purposes, of course—to know more about iniquity than the unregenerate.