Monday, eh, ya Hoser

A happy new week to the people of Stroock's Books. 

We had a bout of rain last night and another bout is due tonight, most excellent. The air is cool and wet this morning. We'll put some seed down on the lawn this afternoon. 

Oldest Daughter has officially committed to Rutgers. We're Scarlet Knights fans now. What can a dad say? Why yes, we're getting a bit emotional. Yes we are. Oldest Daughter wants to be a lawyer, you see. We're all for it, so long as she becomes one of those lawyers with highway billboard adverts and midday television commercials. 'Cops got you on the hook? Just call Stroock!'

For the first time in what seems like forever we got in back-to-back days at the gym. Our workout is still truncated though, as we can't yet bend the knee comfortably for the rowing machine. Also, we're still not lifting as the knee buckles a bit. We'd hate to go down with a hundred pound bar in in our hands. That's 45.3 kilos to you damn Canadians. 

Segui... 

In the Toronto Sun, Joe Warmington looks at crowd sizes at Pierre's rallies and compares them to the somnolent crowds at Carney's rallies, and asks, 'Do you believe your eyes? Or do you believe polls?' This is a good question. This is exactly the argument we made nine years ago during the 2016 campaign. Don't believe the polls, believe what you see. In 2016 we saw a lot of MAGA hats and a lot of people who'd never followed politics enthusiastically supporting Trump. Exit question, why were the polls showing Pierre throttling Justin right if these polls are wrong?

Further polling thought...as we saw in 2024, different pollsters will have models of the electorate on election day. The mainstream American pollsters were all wrong. While Atlas, Trafalger, Rasmussen all found the Zeitgeist and called the race right. Some Canadian pollster has found the Zeitgeist. Second exit question: is there some rebel Canadian pollster out there? 

Related: our Northern Ontario Senior Hockey Association T-shirt is in the mail. IYKYK. 

Mark Steyn writes about lunatics chasing down MAGA hat wearers on the subway and the crazy people keying Teslas. We don't wear a MAGA hat these days, but we do don an Israeli hat when we go out and wear Israeli T-shirts to the gym. If someone gives us a hard time, and do note this has never happened, our response would be, 'Go fuck your own face,' or 'is mom's latest boyfriend a Jew?' 

More on the Jews...the Israelis are evacuating Rafah. Bomb Gaza. JNS reports that the Israelis and US have destroyed most of the Houthis' missiles. But it only takes one missile to send Israelis scrambling for the bomb shelters. Meanwhile Trump threatens Iran. We are not calling for American airstrikes on Iran [Aren't you though?-Ed]. But it would be soooo much easier for America to do it. Some serious people we follow think US strikes on Iran are very seriously possible. Exit question: just how much biblical level destruction can one B2 bomber deliver? 

DOGE report: Yesterday we did some thinking and researching about the next chapter in World War 1990: Thatcher's War. Basically, Ingham is going to run around Boston and New York blowing up IRA bars. We hate Boston and the Red Sox. This chapter will also be fodder for showing post war America and the build up to Thatcher's invasion of Ireland. 

We read the first three stories in War Night, finding very few mistakes. This task is not nearly as grueling as we feared. Our proofer finished War Night and put it in the mail. The Grognard has War Night now, and he's going to Grognard it with extreme prejudice.