REAL MEN DRINK TEA

One thing that has become more noticeable is that the quotient of defective folks has gone up. Even a year ago it was rare to encounter loonies infesting Chinatown. This evening there were six such. Two of whom were clearly out of it, so far out that they might never have even known where the 'in' they were on the outside of might possibly be found.
Only one of the half dozen was Chinese American.

The others may have been Republicans or Berkeleyites. That's what I assume based on previous exposure to the insane element.

One of whom I encounter in Marin County. Can't spell worth diddly. Can't do simple math very well. Tends to overlook crucial details. Has done all his own research, so he won't get vaccinated, and believes that aliens control the world as well as the microchips inside us. Votes solidly Trump, because, you know, he's real. Whatever that means.

No, he isn't a Christian.


Tonight's jaunt into the slightly greasy underbelly of San Francisco was enjoyable, evenso.
A pipe (aged red Virginias) was smoked, a burger was eaten, there was whiskey. And tea.

Seeing as the bookseller is going on vacation, there won't be any giddy jollification for two weeks. Don't worry, he's staying in the civilized world, not visiting Alabama or Missississippippi. Nor Texas, heaven forfend.

After a drought of several months, the burger joint looks like it won't run out of Sriracha for a while. Our host has made damned sure of that. Sriracha is one of the fundaments of civilized life, which may account for the increase in crazy. People do strange things when there is no appropriate condiment at hand. In Iowa, for instance, they glop Ranch on their food like there's no tomorrow, and serve everything with a side of cottage cheese.
Apparently they still haven't gotten used to ketchup there.

It's like Southern cooking with no flavour.

Yes, they have grits.


I think of the entire Midwest as Napoleon Dynamite meets Bob and Doug McKenzie.
Except far less intellectual.



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