GOOD COMPANY

One of my Facebook friends seems to be off his rocker about several things. Fortunately he lives on the East Coast, and we never actually met. We're still friends, but barely. We're both waiting until we can tell the other "Hah, told you so!" Which is petty, yes, but at least neither one of us is on Truth Social or what used to be Twitter.

He doesn't read this blog, in case you're wondering.

It's quite possible that I do not know anyone on Truth Social or What used to be Twitter. At least not "know" know. Haven't asked the sick old rightwingers I often come in contact with regularly about their social media activity, in the case of one of them I suspect it's mostly obscenity and calumny.


Most of the people I know on social media are quite sane. I've weeded out the nuts over the years, because I do not like communicating with them. Some of them have weeded me out, so to speak. But in any case my FB is an asylum for the super sane.


Some people in this country never torqued their lugnuts tight enough.
How remarkable that their threads are stripped.


The deranged live among us.

Most of the people I know in Marin County are not Facebook connections. Many of them are nuts and repulsive, but some of them just haven't slid into that world. A wise decision.

As you might suspect, most of the latter are fellow pipe-smokers.
Pipe smoking by no means guarantees sensibility or brains.
But some of us are thoughtful. A slight majority.




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