Three of our soldiers dying from an Iran backed drone strike was another terrible thing to happen. President Biden warned Iran last year saying, “Don’t, don’t, don’t.” Well, they DID, DID, DID. Why does he continue to appease Iran, lifting sanctions and giving them billions in cash? The only thing missing from this fiasco is having Uncle Joe wave a scrap of paper in the air and say, “Peace in our time.” Meanwhile, there is a report Germany is preparing for Russia to start World War III. We better dust off those ‘Duck and Cover” manuals handed out in the 1960’s in case the missiles flew. Can we go back to a time when the worst thing that could happen was waking up to a mean tweet?
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Electric vehicles haven’t taken off as many expected. Our minders in D.C. say we’ll have no choice by 2032. Hard to believe that a few years ago we were energy independent and before World War II the largest oil producer in the world. If you turn back the clock a hundred years or so, it’s amazing to think that most folks with automobiles had gasoline tanks in the back yard. There were no filling stations and the horse drawn gasoline wagon would stop by every two weeks to fill the tank. The United States didn’t import a drop of oil. My Grandfather M.N. White claimed it was an extra privilege to be allowed to fill up the tank on his Dad’s Reo. He used a big copper funnel that contained a strainer to pour gas into the tank. There was only one brand of gasoline available in Warsaw at the time, called White Rose. It was also used for dry cleaning. Suits, sweaters and dresses were dumped into a tub of White Rose, laced with an evil smelling fluid to take out the spots. The clothes were soaked a couple of hours, then hung on the line to dry. M.N. said he was in church one Sunday and jammed so tight in the pew that he couldn’t wiggle. It seemed the whole congregation had cleaned their clothes the night before. If the preacher had tried, he said, you couldn’t have gotten a better picture of what hell might smell like.
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QUOTE OF THE WEEK: “We’re all searching for paradise, but it’s something you remember having once and never realizing you had it then.” Author Unknown
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Time to put a halt to this. My desk is cleared and my conscience is freed! Have a buster of a day Old Buddy
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Til Next Week:
J.M.W.
