world be spinning faster than usual

Yesterday was remarkable for at least two reasons. On a very specific level, the farm reached 16 degrees C. (61 F.) for the first time since last October 22nd. It finally felt like spring. The dogs romped in the pond and chased the raven and various squirrels. I finally thawed enough to put in four hours on the deconstruction of a century-old cedar shed. It used to house pigs and chickens, but now it’s just a pile of highly combustible wood perilously close to our propane and diesel tanks. My first step was to mount and fill a 1000-litre (@ 250 gallon) water cistern near said tanks.

After a perfect afternoon of Gloria Estefan, the Dixie Chicks (now just Chicks), James Taylor and the Doobie Brothers blasting from my boom box, I came in to catch up on world news. Jeez Christ! I can’t leave those people alone for a sixth of a day. In that spasm of time, it seemed like all of Trump’s legal snafus escalated. It’s gotten so bad (or so good) that when CNN is reporting on one of them, it posts a box in a corner of the screen identifying which one it is.

I assume, since you are all highly intelligent, that you know of which I speak. Also, I have trouble separating one snafu from the others. Suffice it to say, the Jack Smith special counsel is the Big Dog of the group, but all of them are gaining momentum. Even the rarely-mentioned E. Jean Carroll case got some oxygen. She has accused Aging Orange of raping her in the late 90’s. He just lost an attempt to keep out some key evidence for the trial that starts next month.

Jude and I watched almost all of the CNN and MSNBC evening coverage, then restored our faith in humanity by watching two episodes of Frasier and one of Northern Exposure (the one in which Chris in the Morning flings a piano instead of a cow because Ed tells him Month Python had already done it).

Trump and his lackeys are getting blatantly desperate. Some of them, like Jim Jordan, are all in; but, since members of the House must constantly campaign, I expect some of the GOPers from purple districts to start peeling off soon. If they don’t, the Dems will quite likely regain the lower chamber next year. There’s no bottom to the depths Trump himself is willing to sink: a tactical advantage when you’re ethically unmoored. One of his lawyers, playing the Christian card, compared his boss’s problems to the Messiah’s. But how could he resist? It’s the Easter season. It doesn’t even matter that the Don constantly bears false witness.