19 January 2020

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 19 January 12020 is World Religion Day. It’s also Tin Can Day and Popcorn Day, as well as a day set aside for honoring the pro-slavery traitors who deserted their allegiance to the United States and joined the Confederacy (Robert E. Lee’s Birthday in Florida and Confederate Heroes’ Day in Texas). And on the positive side it’s Edgar Allan Poe’s birthday as well.

Some dumbass ICE functionary is sounding off about matters well above his pay grade, claiming that sanctuary policies led to an elderly woman’s death in New York. Stick to your job, guy, and leave policy to those capable of thought. And Iran is now claiming to have shiny new submarines in its tinpot arsenal. We’ll see, anyway. And Pakistan’s murderous hooligan party is bitching because some of its more unruly members were jailed over their violent objections to Asia Bibi’s acquittal on ludicrous “blasphemy” charges.

And the planets continue to hold their positions today relative to each other and the earth—not counting the inconstant moon, of course. It’s not good, but it could be worse—and probably will be, what with the sun about to enter Aquarius and all. Enjoy it while you can.

On this day in history—well, I don’t have anything prepared. I see that Lucy Ricardo gave birth on I Love Lucy in 1953—not all that long after I was born, relatively speaking, although with a lot less fanfare than baby Ricky. In 1981 the United States and Iran reached an agreement over the release of the diplomatic personnel Iran had invited in and then treacherously seized and held hostage in violation of both international law and the rules of hospitality. And in 1920 the U. S. Senate voted against joining the League of Nations, and in 1915 German zeppelins bombed civilian targets in the United Kingdom, and so on and so forth, so there’s a lot going on. I’m just not that interested in any of it right now.