Attribute to L. Neil Smith’s The Libertarian Enterprise

The hot season is here. That weather station gizmo out in front of the house told me it was 107 degrees Fahrenheit Friday afternoon. It felt like it, too. Turn up the air-conditioning? I don't have any air-conditioning. Just some fans. They were all turned up to high. You betcha.

So, other than that, this week was pretty much a “nothing to see here, move along” kind of thing.

Oh, and the washing machine which I fixed, up and unfixed itself. I hate it when that happens. Are laundry-mats open during this here pandemic crisis? Can I get quarters to put into the machines? Are clean clothes and stuff really all that important, anyway? Is running clothes through the drying machine twice the same as washing machine then drying machine? Why not?

Sarah Hoyt summs up history well in her article in this issue:

The struggle is between those who want to outfit humans with saddles, so they can ride them like ponies and those who escape being ridden.

Remain highly deplorable, y’all.