Petty Little Things

Let's begin with this.  It's crazy good, I think.  

Other than that, I've pretty much nothing today to tell you.  I have plenty that I won't, but nothing of real interest.  Shall I opine?  

The Sidney Sweeney sports betting ad controversy: Female athletes are speaking out against the "sexualization" but are saying nothing about the gambling.  I find that a bit backwards. 

Colleges confused about A.I.: The problem with A.I. in education is lazy faculty who can't figure out how to change their modes and methods to incorporate A.I. as an enhancement to learning.  It drives me crazy. 

Bernie Sanders concern, "What happens when an AI or an AI swarm creates its own language and we humans can’t decipher it?":  There are many A.I. systems, not one.  One will decipher what the other one does.  Turn the channel.  

Who will win the mid-terms?: I promise you we are fucked either way.  But I think fear mongering will win the day.  

A Russian Oligarch paid for Don Jr.'s wedding after party: Duh! 

The Emmys:  I will try, but I don't think I'll like any of the winning shows.  The ones I did like barely got a mention.  Commercial television has taken over streaming.  Really good shows don't get big enough audiences and are cancelled tout suite.  

NFL Football: I watch the condensed version of games on YouTube.  There are no commercials.  Oh, unless you are one of the people who doesn't pay for a subscription.  I don't know how anyone can sit and watch a football game where far more than half of what they watch is commercial content.  I really don't. 

Trump's concubine:  I can't remember her name, but that's what you are concerned about?  

The U.S. announces it has put weapons in space: I'll bet we aren't the only ones.  

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

Did you know that this poem is really easy to rap?  Try it.  You'll see.  

That's about it. I have to get ready to take my mother to the bank this morning and then to a cardiologist's appointment at 2:30 which means my day is fucked.  But it could be worse.  I should look on the brighter side of things.  I don't need to clean a sewer or dig a ditch.  I just have to drive and sit, and yet all I do is piss and moan and whine.  I'm a little wanker, I am.