Ennui and Acceptance on a Cloudy Wednesday

We live in mad times when illegal aliens are welcomed by an administration which sicks the FBI on angry parents. Men have babies too and end up on the cover of Playboy. Illegal Mexicans stalk senators in the bathroom.* California's failed governor is reelected in a landslide. Madness....madness.

Ace talks a lot about national divorce. We did an interview with some Calexit people once where we argued against it. I dunno. All things must end and maybe it's time. These people hate us and as noted above, they're fucking nuts. 

Of course, were national divorce to happen we'd be on the wrong side of the border, like a Hindu in Pakistan in 1948. To be honest, well....culturally we're closer to blue America than red. With the exception of a few summer jaunts in DC, we've lived in the suburbs our entire life. Visiting family in Western Kentucky we always felt like we needed a passport. 

Predictions are worthless. Just over a year ago Inforos rejected a piece we wrote arguing that China was in deep existential crises. Somewhere in my pile of books lays The Coming War with Japan. Baaaah...! [Swipes at air, takes another drink of grog from his tankard.]

Good back to backs at the gym this week. Treadmill Monday, machines Tuesday. Our left triceps seemed better yesterday but is sore this morning, less so than in previous days. 

The Stroock family is once more considering a summer trip to the Continent. Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam. The key is how long to say in each city. Subkey, is there are other stuff we'd like to see in these countries? We toyed last night with a side trip out to Normandy. The ancient city of Bayeux is right behind Omaha and Utah beaches. But it doesn't look feasible. A day trip to Belleau Wood looks to be in the offing, though. 

Luxembourg? The problem for an American visiting Europe is that once you've seen one European city - central square, cathedral, palace, museum - you've seen them all. Or most of them. We suspect the reverse is true. Philly ain't all that different from Boston. We hate both with equal vigor.

*I think that'd be it for me. I think I'd piss on their leg, throw a punch and chuck their phone down the hallway. There are just some things a man won't let happen to him. Right?