He’s Either a Moron, Insane, or Both

Can you guess who I’m talking about? This morning our Moron-in-Chief sent out this tweet.7b70e703-7ef2-427e-b68b-9fdf2dada123.jpegOkay, first, a 409K is not a thing. What Trump presumably meant was a 401(k) plan, which is an employer-sponsored retirement account to which employees contribute a certain amount that employers match either fully or partially. Second, the plural of 401(k) is not “401K’s,” it’s “401(k)s.”

Third, only 44% of private sector workers participate in a defined contribution — 401(k) — plan. So a booming stock market has little to no impact on 56% of Americans. And if you’re very wealthy, yes, you’ve made a lot of money in the stock market this year, but the average balance across all age groups in 401(k) accounts was only around $103,700 as of last March.

Trump followed up his 409k tweet with another one linking the lowest cancer-death rate in history to his presidency.C113359D-27BE-4427-B565-019AEC2D6B1BThe American Cancer Society says that’s not true. Trump’s tweet appeared to be referring to the findings of an American Cancer Society report released on Wednesday, which said the rate of people dying from cancer in the United States declined in 2017 for the 26th year in a row. Trump took office in January 2017. The fact is, the cancer death rate has fallen continuously from 1991 through 2017.

Yet the Trump administration has proposed drastic cuts to science and medical research programs. Under the administration’s latest budget proposal, the National Cancer Institute would have been among the divisions to see the biggest slash in funding.

Trump is quick to take credit for good things that he had little or nothing to do with, while he shifts the blame to others, (e.g., Obama) for anything he thinks is bad.

We need to vote this man out of office later this year, because it looks like the Republican senators are going to stand by their man and let him off the hook, meaning he won’t be removed from office due to impeachment.

Tale Weaver — Peaceful Coexistence

C97B5C06-E9B8-4700-8229-70424A896D84.jpegBack in 2008, a black cat, about a year old, began hanging out on our porch. We had many feral cats in our neighborhood, but this cat wasn’t one of them. Feral cats skedaddle when a human approaches them. But this cat would permit us to pick him up and put him on our laps and would purr while we sat down on our porch swing and stroked him. We figured he escaped from someone’s house or yard, and so my wife decided to take him in until we could find his owner. I took a picture of the cat and put “lost cat” posters up all around the neighborhood, but no one ever called to claim him.

And that’s how we came to have a cat in our household.

About a year later our, daughter and her husband rescued a four year old, all black shepherd/lab mix from a kill shelter. Two years after that, our daughter and her husband got divorced and they each moved away, so my wife and I offered to “adopt” their dog.

And that’s how we came to have a dog in our household.

Our cat and our dog live together in our home in what can best be described as “peaceful coexistence.” Even though our dog is at least five times the size of our cat and outweighs him by 60 pounds, she typically gives him a wide berth, since, if she gets too close to him (i.e., within striking distance), our cat has no qualms about swatting, claws fully extended, at our poor, hapless dog.

But we love them both and they bring so much pleasure into our lives. We are empty-nesters and our dog and cat are like our children. In fact, my wife often refers to them as her “little black babies.” She’s obviously not bothered by political correctness.


Written for this week’s Tale Weaver prompt from Michael at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. We are asked to write our ‘pet’ story, be it about “the pet you have or once had or some imaginary pet.” Mine is about the pets we have.

FOWC with Fandango — Zest

FOWCWelcome to January 9, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.

I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).

Today’s word is “zest.”

Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.

Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.