My feeble mental capacity

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TRUMP FANS have become accustomed to violence, both verbal and physical, from Democrats since the Blond Bomber was elected, which sent the lefties into endless hissy fits.

Ensconced here on my Mexican mountaintop, I don’t fear being punched in the face so much as my fellow Trumpians do above the Rio Bravo. But I have had verbal run-ins with berserk, uninformed leftists, and I have known others who’ve had similar experiences.

A lifelong friend and her husband recently rented a vacation home in San Miguel de Allende where they stayed three months. She is a retired university professor with a specialty in Chinese history and culture, and her husband is also a retired teacher.

They are not bumpkins from the hills of West Virginia.

And they are YUGE Trump fans. During their stay in San Miguel they met what seemed to be a nice couple who invited them to their home one night for supper. During the evening’s conversation, my friend mentioned being a Trump supporter.

Get out! Get out! Get out!

So they departed. In the middle of dinner.

Recently, I emailed an old friend who is now living near the Gringo-infested, Mexican town of Ajijic, Jalisco. She and her husband were about the first people I met after arriving on the mountaintop from the state capital in September of 2000.

They lived directly next door to my rental. We socialized a lot. They were big party people, and I got invited over frequently. They were fun folks, chain smokers and boozers who drove an old, beat-up Ford Thunderbird sedan on its last legs.

They left our town years back due to health issues that were exacerbated by the thin mountain air. They headed to lower altitudes and moved around quite a bit.

Last week, not having heard from them in a long spell, and not knowing where they lived, I emailed her, inquiring about how they were doing and where they were. I also mentioned that I recently ran into some other old friends of theirs on our plaza.

Those people are not friends of ours, she said. They are Trump supporters! Bear in mind that these two couples were thick as thieves back then. So I responded in a jocular way, saying I too am a Trump fan. Hoo-boy! Here’s her response:

“So from your right-wing sources Fox News, Breitbart, Infowars and Russian internet trolls, you have become a supporter of a lying, corrupt, climate change denier and sexual predator who puts children in cages and hates Mexicans.* Good choice, idiot!!!”

I intuited from this that they vote Democrat. Prove me wrong.

Well, so much for them. From what I hear, lots of conservatives have lost long-term relationships, not just friends but family too, due to leftists’ inability to accept diversity of opinion. But I embrace my idiocy!!! Three exclamation points! Sad.

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* Not even one of these accusations is accurate.

(Moral to this story: Don’t booze, smoke, drive beat-up Thunderbirds or vote for the Democrat Party. Trust me on this. You’ll be a better person for it.)

And now this:

Running out of steam?

YESTERDAY, A READER from Tennessee emailed to ask if all was well on my end. The reason being that over a week has passed with nothing new under the Moon.

I rarely remain silent so long, but maybe I will in the future. Am I running out of steam? Perhaps. The older you get, the less steam you generate.

I began this writing effort 15 years ago come January. I started on the Blogger website with a different title. I believe the first post was about a lunch here at home with company, the guests being the inimitable Al Kinnison and his wife, Jean.

(Both of whom are now deceased. They were witnesses at our 2002 wedding. R.I.P.)

Al read it later and told me he liked it. That inspired me, so I soldiered on, mostly writing about my relatively new life in a startlingly different world. Often I waxed lyrical, and people praised it. The list of followers grew, and it was fun.

I permanently pasted some reader feedback on the side column of that blog. Here are just a few examples:

Infectiously personal.

You never cease to amuse and amaze me.

Pretentious dolt!

What a nice piece of heaven you share.

You’re like a drunk uncle.

You’re a right-wing wacko.

You are a treasure on the electron highway.

Dark introspection.

You are so funny. I was snorting in my atole reading this.

You disgust me. (a paraphrase)

Later, I abandoned Blogger and switched to WordPress, a far better platform, as it’s called. And by 2011, I had wearied of writing about “Life in Mexico,” which had become routine. The novelty was gone. Anyway, many Gringos here were writing about “Life in Mexico.”

They had that base covered well. One good example is Steve Cotton’s blog where he never seems to weary of writing about Mexico. I admire his stamina.

I tossed my first blog aside and started fresh with the intention of writing not about Mexico but other stuff. Enter The Unseen Moon, a title that came to me out of nowhere in the process of writing The Old Wolf. The phrase was in the final line.

Speaking of The Old Wolf, I began writing short fiction, which I’d never done before. Prior to 2005, with the birth of the first blog, in spite of being in the newspaper business for 30 years, I had never written anything but headlines and photo captions.

I was an editor, not a writer.

Most of the brief fiction is available hereabouts via links. I also jumped into politics, the good sort, the conservative kind. Leftists, being the rabid bunch they are, reacted as they do, and I had to block quite a few commenters due to rudeness and curses.

My WordPress list of blocked people is laughably long, all because of ill breeding. Sad.

So, here we are almost 15 years after the start. We’ve gone from the novelty of living in Mexico to fiction to politics, and at times it’s all combined. And I have aged. Fifteen years ago my hair was as much black as white. Now it’s all white, and I’m creaky, sometimes cranky.

Am I running out of steam? Perhaps. But not today, it seems.

See you down the line, but Lord knows when.

Do not go gentle into that good night. 

— Dylan Thomas

But why not, Dylan? One wonders.

“Conservatives” riot in Mexico City

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Black-clad “conservatives” conserve windows with rocks.

SOME WEEKS AGO, after a report of police brutality in Mexico City, a huge protest of feminists — their name, not mine, la marcha feminista — ended with extensive graffiti and vandalism against the historic monument known as the Angel de la Independencia on the city’s lovely, principal thoroughfare El Paseo de la Reforma.

The leftist government, both federal and municipal, made no effort to stop it. The restoration of the monument, the nation’s most famous, will be staggeringly costly, and some experts doubt that it can be returned to its original condition at all.

Leftist thugs noticed the total lack of government push-back.

Thursday, on the fifth anniversary of another event, vandals, 5,000-strong, again took to the streets to destroy, attacking downtown Mexico City offices, government facilities, private businesses and, of course, public monuments. Again, no repercussions for them.

The cops were busy elsewhere. Maybe coffee and doughnuts.

Our leftist demagogue president who harbors a Messiah delusion held his daily press conference yesterday at 7 a.m. He called the vandalism “excesses,” and rejected the suggestion that anarchists were involved.

Notice the Antifa-like attire in the photo.

The president said the protest had nothing to do with the political left, that it was, in fact, conservatives! The president habitually blames conservatives for all problems. When he’s not blaming conservatives, he’s denying problems exist at all.

It gets worse. The president said:

“Anarchism is productive, purposeful, a movement that is very profound in ideals.”

But he said it in Spanish, of course, because he is monolingual.

The repair estimate for Thursday’s damage has been put at a minimum of 100 million pesos (U.S. $5 million). You know, damage the rampaging “conservatives” caused.

Leftist lunacy in the United States looks contagious. Sad.

Tolerance and winning

WE HAVE three issues today. 1. The video above where even Marianne Williamson concedes that conservatives are the tolerant ones, not her party. 2. Great news that a state Senate seat in Texas (including Latino San Antonio!) has flipped Red for the first time in 139 years. 3. A fun bonus video just below. Don’t miss that!

As for the emotionally challenged Greta Thunberg herself, her parents should be jailed for child abuse, and the girl sent to live with foster parents who’ll put her in school.