Carrot and Stick

Here we have a stony-faced observer in the sky, next to a bright-orange sun, gazing upon the goings on below. The yellow fellow to the left holds the proverbial stick, the carrot (also orange, but also delicious) is a short distance from our hero. Let’s call him Sir Orange Beak, shall we?

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A meeting of ambiguoid peers

Hail friends, well met. What’s new Stu? Regards to the fam.

They take many forms and are satisfied with their lot on this blog. Otherwise, homelessness among all the apocryphal ambiguoids who are glad to be in a safe place on their planet. They worry about us on this particular orb and hope that peace and justice prevail despite all the problems that many endure.

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Knowling Knack Knicks

Knowling is a technique that involves arranging a number of tools or other objects that are pleasing to the eye and helpful for the organizational creator to locate those objects. I have also given things some distinct colors that may yield a pattern. A way to place whatever stuff you want to arrange on a flat surface.

Mostly done for individual aesthetic reasons in a light-hearted manner.

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Cancel Culture

Our national political lack of civil conversation leads to echo chambers where invective gets thrown in at the left from the right, right from the left. The US is a nation severely polarized. The bunker mentality in this place has occupied such distant political poles as this moment. So here is a peek at rhetorical grenades I’ve heard hurled. It will quickly become apparent that I am not opining from a neutral perspective, so these barbs are only sharp on one side. As always, opposing views are welcomed but not expected.

Russian President Vladimir Putin said Wednesday that his country’s attack on Ukraine is going according to plan and that the West is trying to “cancel Russia.”

https://www.washingtonpost.com/world/2022/03/16/russia-ukraine-war-news-zelensky-live-updates/

The right seeks to castigate those they identify as cliquishly left, a call to communion, presumably to imbue conversations where you make nice with each other. You instruct if you are of a conservative persuasion, you obey if you harbor any shade of socialism. It is a nonstarter from the outset. A crowd of social democrats is not simply miffed at the smell of literal fascism in the air, they are appalled at the ugly sentiment that issues from white-supremacist apologists who view BLM and antifa (those who are ANTI-FASCIST). Even less of a nonstarter, this implies that a profa (PRO-FASCIST) stance is healthy political posturing. The word arrives directly from the alt right crowd, it gets painted on those who find Fascism an act of patriotism. A punch in the face of a Fascist becomes a call to direct an assault at the BLM and ANTIFA enemy.

BLM protesters are not seeking violence. Punching a Fascist in the nose is reason-based, a minor misdemeanor perhaps

These are not compatible, you do not pour nitric acid into a container of nitroglycerin, shake admixtures together and expect a more perfect union.I listen to rightwing Catholic media, the only kind you can find on the media. They join in communion with the Party of Trump. Their commentators do not seek commonweal, they wish a One Holy Apostolic and Roman Catholic Church where critical thought gets replaced with submission. They have trouble stomaching their current Pope and prefer to identify with the sanctimonious intentions of Donald Trump. They wish to join Fox News as Christian soldiers who want to move onward. Eight years of Barack Obama, daily named as the worst POTUS in the history of POTUSES, left them with a broken bit champed to pieces. The most vetted election in the history of the USA has convinced them that the individual presently directing the Oval Office is an agent of Satan, a suggestion that they would not find unpalatable. They see Joe Biden taking communion and they fly into a conniption. Then as likely praise the piety of Putin with their next breath.

Comparable to the Colossus of Rhodes over Africa

Whites do not admit that they stand on the shoulders of slaves and profit from the genocide of millions of indigenous people. It was a means to bring the ambition of manifest destiny to fruition, to develop into an industrial economy on a fast track. Free land and free labor makes entry to that club much easier. The Monroe Doctrine gradually morphed into a doctrine that proclaims a certain exceptional character that allows them to install puppet governments, rob countries of their wealth and resources, and to do so with impunity. If a country has a rare resource, that resource becomes available at any price to the controlled nation.

Capitalism becomes the only economic system available, and it is interpreted to mean the purest form of exploitation available. A system where the exploited are taxed to the max and the ultra wealthy are taxed nothing. This was not the practice before all manner of social progress was attacked at the root, a radical move. We are presently living in an economy controlled by billionaires, the difference between a million dollars and a billion is the difference between 3

Not just three more zeroes

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Slorn, Corallin, Billum, Brid, and Quisp

From left to right:

Slorn hopes to keep his paper mache wings from falling off by extending his arms against them. This will probably not work for long because the orb in the sky is about to drop much water on Ambigula. He does not see it coming, so let us hope that he lands safely very soon. Slorn, a full-blooded purploid, hopes to get better wings when he joins Ambigula’s Air Farce.

Cast of Characters

Corallin is trying to free Billum from a two-bladed scropulitic nose carver, a particularly destructive parasitic worm that is headed directly for Billum’s left nostril. Cora is acting swiftly to lift Billum’s nose away from the worm that has nearly bladed the poor guy. Nose carvers retract their sectional appurtenances in order to facilitate entry into the nearest available nostril. Corallin is also within range of attack through her right nostril.

Billum already has his hands full as he tries to distance the carver from his nostril. Actually, he has but one arm to free himself from impending doom, a decidedly unfortunate circumstance of Ambigulan evolution. Corallin is acting quickly, but there is not much time remaining to dispatch the pest. The dual blades pivot quickly. Note: a puncture to Billum’s index finger is also quite unlikely — the skin on that finger is too thick.

Brid, the meadow lark, is a parasite gobbler. Expect her to turn a full 180 degrees to dispatch the scropulitic threat. Brid’s beak is nostril-free and his feathers house symbiotic agents that paralyze nostril-carvers. The flick of a single feather releases enough antigens to not only immobilize the thrush but to destroy that rough beast within seconds.

Quisp, the cigarette-smoking slacker, is a turtleoid. His shell is obscured by the landscape behind him. Quisp tends the orchards of Ambigula. Working outside permits him to smoke on the job. He also possesses no nostrils, so he need not worry about the parasite that threatens Billum and his friend Corallin.

The fruit tree behind Quisp produces quench-and-quack rostules, a type of apple that is indigenous to Ambigula. Rostules provide essential vitamins such as Vitamin G and H. Unfortunately, they wilt like yesterday’s potatoes when exposed to Nicotine.

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Face-to-Face with Omicron

Reposted from Rosaliene’s excellent blog “Three Worlds One Vision.” The following paragraphs contain  my response to her excellent  blog blog entry FACE-TO-FACE WITH OMICRON.

There is indeed much about Omicron’s sneaky ways, you share your personal experiences with your soul, Rosaliene. Much written about Covid and its prodigies get delivered in a clinical way, with a penchant for data and graphs — the information conveyed this way is important, but actually having Omicron in your home brings out your and your motherly instincts tell the story at a family level.
The virus appears to morph in ways that are yet a mystery, this “variation” seems to follow a modus operandi that is being tested against the defense systems of homo sapiens. Such viruses have been tested over millions and probably billions of years, such measures of attack have found new and improved ways to do what they have always done and now have a record number of humans who are now even more prone to Covid-based virus attacks. The virus is now educated enough to know that humankind does not work well within its own tribal systems, divide and conquer do not work in a situation where we have to work with one another to defeat this common enemy.

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After more than twenty-one months of managing my pandemic anxiety, I have come face-to-face with the enemy: Omicron. I had lowered my defenses. I counted on my anti-vax son (hereafter called Sonny) who works in home renovations to alert me when exposed to someone infected with the virus. He had done that in December 2020 when his cousin’s wife had contracted the virus. At the time, when he also became sick, he self-isolated in his then newly rented apartment, adjacent to ours. His older brother took care of his meals.

The Omicron variant is different. When Sonny returned home on Thursday, December 30, after completing a two-month home renovation project in Palm Springs, he was unaware of Omicron’s sneak attack. He complained of general muscle pain, not unusual in his line of construction work, and spent the evening resting. He did not mention having a…

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Identifies Self As ME

Mileage may vary. I understand that his actual name may be MileagE, or not. I am making this stuff up as I go, so who am I to judge. Yellow, red and green are key to making sense of this spurious, but curious,  mechanism. Please enjoy your visit.

In Ambiguia, no individual is quite the same. This fellow stands within that spurious/curious machine. It designs wardrobes, hairstyles, and mood to create a look that fits the day, month, or year.

ME is using the mechanism to coordinate color combinations to achieve an effect. Here you see his appearance change in accordance with a mystery that has not yet been solved.

We’re not in Kansas anymore, as you may already recognize.

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A Couple of Good Friends

One of several sketches created over the weekend. A missing nose on (not on) the character to the left. A big eye and heavenly ear ring for the one on the right. Talking about 2022?  We can’t be certain, perhaps a few words on where to find a good dentist.

Target of Minneapolis (or is it St. Paul?) might be interested in hiring them. I will let you know as soon as more events hit the news cycle.

Another sketch in process for tomorrow on a completely different topic.

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