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Friday, June 12, 2020

Blogger's Block

I've got it today. That is I've got blogger's block. I'm trying to think of something funny to blog, but I got nothing. I mean the only thing funny so far is the claim from Trump that the mayor of Seattle is doing a terrible job. So bad he wonders if she's ever had a job like it before. Now that's funny coming from a guy who's resume for President included being a two bit reality show host, a failed casino owner, a scam University founder, and a beauty pageant producer. But it's not laugh out loud funny. It's sad funny.

The other thing that is mildly funny is the Stock Market. Yesterday it closed nearly 1900 points down. The guys who know stuff about this said it was due to the announcement that we are most likely going to experience a second wave of COVID-19 in the coming weeks. I went to bed thinking here comes another down turn. I woke up my usual time, when the chirping birds wake the dog. Tumbled out of bed to let the dog out. Fed the dog. Made coffee for my wife (no sugar, heated nonfat milk, whisked into a foamy froth and sprinkled with freshly ground cinnamon; in short, high maintenance) and myself. Took the coffees up to bed and turned on the TV for our daily torture of Morning Joe.

It was early enough to catch the financial summary on the show preceding Joe. Settled in, I awaited the bad news about the stock market opening today. The financial whiz announced, "Futures indicate the DOW is going to open 550 points up." Huh? What had changed about COVID-19 overnight? A vaccine was approved? The number of new cases was zero? Tests were available for everyone? Well, the truth is nothing had happened. The dismal prediction from yesterday remained unchanged. So why did the DOW collapse yesterday and within 16 hours go up substantially today when absolutely nothing had changed?

Now I'm not a conspiracy theorist by any stretch, but if ever there was something deserving of a conspiracy, this is it. There are people out there making a boatload of money and it ain't me. It ain't most of us. Something is going on. And now that I think of it, it's not funny.

Note to Bob: stick with funny.

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