Tap The Beach

This hamstring and/or groin pull is really starting to annoy us. At this point the goal is to get this healed into time for the beach in two weeks. 

Yes, America is a banana republic. We've got the inflation and a new endless war to go along with the criminalization of the opposition. Why do you ask? Most think this is part of some sly, clever Democrat plan to push Trump to the GOP nomination. And maybe it is. But it's also true the fourth (and counting) indictment has happened because these people are nuts. Both ideas can be true. But it doesn't matter. For so long as the Dems control the means of counting, they will win.  

We're off Twitter and not frequenting the blogs we've loved for 20 years and are ok with it. Weird. The news makes us sick and generally pisses us off. We check out a few things in the morning and stay away at night, in fact it's time to go read Cernovich and Stephen L Miller. 

So real estate agents are contacting fire victims in Maui and offering to buy their land. My god. We'd reply, 'Sure, come on down. We'll take it over face to face...' Every once in a while an agent would call our grandfather about selling the family house on Lake Buel. To borrow his words, he'd tell them, indirectly, to go fuck themselves.

So Joe's in Rehoboth while Maui looks like a nuclear blast zone. We can't blame him. Longtime reader(s) will recall we married a Delaware girl. The Stroock family spent many a 4th of July in Rehoboth. We rented a nice 2000 sq foot condo, plenty of space, right next to the beach at the end of the commercial section of the boardwalk. The boardwalk is just magnificent. Family friendly during the day and evening, fun for young adults and grownups at night. There's a long and wide beach with plenty of surf. Rehoboth is a great place to vacay. Good for you, Maui Joe. 

Vox Day talks about a point Sarah Hoyt made, ''Sarah touches on this tangentially in her piece: This is the secret no one else will tell you: There is no career. The career is a lie. I don’t consider myself to have “a career as a writer”. I just write books...' Now that's interesting. When people ask us what we do we say, 'We're a writer. We're an author,' etc. At one point we wrote books, this blog, and magazine/news pieces. So writing most definitely is our job. Ten years ago we were a college prof. Before that a high school sub and before that, a social studies and English teacher at a second-rate Yeshiva in Passaic. 

Teaching was our job and writing was a cool thing we did on the side. When Raritan Valley Community College gave our classes to someone else, we quit. They said, 'You can't quit it's the middle of the semester.' We put on our best Pierre Trudeau and said, 'Just watch me.' And so we did. And then they caved. We wouldn't have caved. We'd have said, 'Get the hell out of my office and pack your shit.' We were able to do this because in actuality, we were a writer and being a college prof was a side gig that we thought was pretty cool. Raritan Valley Community College fucked around. Raritan Valley Community College found out. When it was all over, in the autumn of 2015, we said, 'We'll just write more.' And so we have...and so we have.*

Monday Metal (supplemental): Siskel and Ebert review Spinal Tap. One of the points they make in their review, and a point we'd forgotten, is that the boys in the band have been together for 20 years, are nearing 40, and have no idea what to do about it. Today social security collecting geezers go on tour (we've seen them). But in the early 80's rock was still a young man's business. We recall a 60 Minutes piece from the early 90s about the Rolling Stones in which they point out nobody had stayed together that long or taken their band that far. By the way, This is Spinal Tap was more or less the first mockumentary, and a lot of people didn't know what to make of it.

We read the second chapter in World War 1990: Norway. This was the battle of Banak. Here readers see a couple of Norwegian ships and a platoon of the Home Guard pack things in when the Ruski's arrive. Once again, we're quite pleased. We also worked on a couple of USN and Marine Nationale scenes. Super Etenards, anyone? We've also began the SAS's raid on REDACTED in World War 1990: The Final Storm. So far so good. 

*Our revenge has been literary. Hyphenate your name you whore of Babylon. That just gives us twice the opportunity for revenge.