The Native Iowan

10am on Saturday the 31st. Sun is out but it has been raining. The sun will make the air hot and humid. The ground is too wet to get any work done. Its is too wet to have an extended family NY’s party. Kinda boring for kids stuck indoors and quite noisy for olfarts…

Have had “the evil twins” here for a few days. Four little girls, two 7/8 and two 6. There is strife and conflict galore. And noise. Screeches. Nova likes to howl when the spirit gets her. (wonder where she learned that?) Vera is always turning cartwheels. Ed dances through every step in life. G.G., the eldest, thinks she is the boss and is often crying because “they won’t listen to me!”.

G.G., Ed, Nova, Vera:

My old farm house has a large basement. I had it carpeted a while back. Put in a big screen TV all connected to the modern www. It’s comfortable and roomy. The floor is covered in blankets and pillows. In the “art room” I allow them to write draw be creative on the walls. Have markers and paint and a couple easels and paper and materials to make a mess and be creative. And shut the door.

This is from a number of weeks ago, when there was still blank space of the walls…

I am cooking dawg food, being lazy, listening to The Evil twins make noise. Here’s one that makes me smile…

So I cant complaint much. I do instigate a lot of the confusion. But dont tell anyone.

The world in review… from an olfart’s perspective? Well, hell! Its all fucked up. Men are women and women cant win in women’s only sports any more. I do not get it. I wish someone could explain to me how and when biological males became females. I simply not get it. It’s down right dumb to think a chick-with-a-dick is a female. I dont get it.

Not as dumb though, on waging war win the energy source that has brought mankind out of the dark and into the light.

I was a teacher in the remote Solomons and could tell which kids got the use of a light (a kero lamp) at home. Those kids read more, studied more, learned more, than those kids who did not have the luxury of after-hours illumination.

I have been hanging around third-world countries, Least Developed Countries (LDCs) for decades. I have a ‘thang” for LDCs. I have lived and enjoyed living in some of the worlds most isolated places. And without a doubt, in all my travels and adventures, life was better with after hours illumination. And not just a fire. Fires are easy but not that great for reading a novel or writing a letter. A small kerosene lamp works real well. As does a candle. I still use candles in my house. I like the feel of the soft, natural light. But ENEGRY allows society to come out of the shadows, be productive, produce and create 24/7.

In my isolated adventuring I was often forced to be parsimonious with my store of liquid energy. Those nights when there was a bright moon I’d often not light a lamp. Save my fuel for when it was really, really dark. Of course batteries are useful but all have a finite life and you can calculate through experience how much life your battery powered lamp contained. It was never long enough. And batteries are expensive. And toxic waste that we tend to forget about as we toss them aside.

In my option the war being waged against “fossil fuels” is madness. Looonacy!

As is the long term plan to redesign the modern family. To reinvent the world in a modern, non-male posture. It’s been going on for years. Decades. And the result is not good. In fact it is very bad.

On a more positive note it is noted that the world vs Covid is/ was a botched affair and all and everything we were forced to do, think and consider was ultimately based on bullshit, lies and stupidity. I am glad I am an olfart.

And babies and dawgs and olfarts rule….

Images of this past years… miles stones, millstones, passings and parties… life is indeed guud.

more later

big smiles