Mexican life

Climate does change

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Photo from the upstairs terraza today as another lovely day dawns.

WEEPY BARRY Obama, as I like to call him, once said, parroting his leftist party line, that “Climate Change” was an existential threat.

This is nonsense. Climate has always changed, and yet here we are.

The climate on my Mexican mountaintop sure changes. In summer, it rains daily. In winter, it doesn’t rain at all with some very rare exceptions. In spring it’s dry and dusty. In fall, it’s quite lovely.

Here’s an interesting, brief video with some sage, clear-thinking, actual scientists setting us straight on the climate-change hysteria.

Don’t worry! Be happy!

Libertarian view

The hysterical circus of the Democrats

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AS TRUMP’S tax-reduction package makes its way to his desk for the sealing signature, the loons of the left are in a state of meltdown.

What particularly has them in hysterics is the part that reduces corporate taxes. The United States currently has the highest corporate tax rate in the developed world. This is silly, since it hinders economic development and job growth.*

And the legislation also reduces taxes on the working stiffs.

The Trump presidency continues to keep a smile on my face.

For a funny look at Trump Derangement Syndrome (TDS) by the lovely Candace Owens, I point you toward this previous post.

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* The unemployment rate has fallen significantly since the rootin’, tootin’, raspberry shootin’, New York Golden Boy was inaugurated.

(Tip of the sombrero to Jonolan for bringing this cartoon to my attention.)

Libertarian view

Snowflake melt

ANYONE WHO ventures beyond the regressive, internet dumps of Huffpost, Salon, Slate, Politico, etc., has grown accustomed to seeing left-wing lunatics blubbering over the Brave New World of Donald J. Trump.

These people, who are known as snowflakes due to their propensity to melt down, are hilarious to watch.

Here’s one from yesterday. Enjoy!

I imagine that after regaining a measure of composure, this young alleged woman stood up to bust more car windows in the name of LGTBPDQ Rights and “Free Palestine!”

Mexican life

Adiós, December

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I READ RECENTLY that more people have heart attacks on Christmas Day than on any other day.

The holiday season is not welcomed by many folks. It throws them into a fit of depression. While it does not depress me, the entire month of December is my least favorite.

Christmas doesn’t interest me because I quit believing in Santa when I was 7 years old, and I’m not a Christian, so the religious aspect means nothing. I don’t think it means much to many people, but that’s another issue.

I’m gracious when people wish me Merry Christmas, but my heart’s not in it. Before I moved to Mexico, my favorite day of the year was January First because it’s as distant from the next Christmas season as you can get.

Alas, in Mexico the hysteria continues till January 6, which is Three Kings Day, and that’s when little Mexican kids get their presents, not on Christmas.

My attitude toward Christmas was always a source of much conflict with my second ex-wife who is as pro-Christmas as I am anti. December was painful in our home.

Today is January 1, 2017, a fresh year. I dropped my child bride off last night downtown so she could party almost to the crack of dawn with a mob of her unruly Mexican kin, something she did just a week ago for Christmas.

She’ll come home tomorrow nearly catatonic from lack of sleep while I’ll be fresh as the proverbial daisy.

A few hours prior to dropping her off, I was walking alone down the hill there in the photo. It’s one of our town’s best perspectives. A New Year’s gift to you.

Many thanks to those who give me feedback now and then. I appreciate it. May 2017 treat you well.

For those who stay mum, may 2017 treat you well too.