291 (Why Not Bullets) in Book Four: Ichi-no-Tani 2017

Today was Cecilia’s husband’s funeral. The woman looked fairly destroyed. After all, they had dated in High School and married almost immediately thereafter. They had been married over 40 years. This has got to be so hard for her and I wish I could do more. But, like an ass, I can’t even help her in the office because what she did was so specialized.

I am still a full 3 pages behind with my Prosebox Reading. Even now, I have 20 tabs open for reading and still 3 pages behind. Bah!

After the actions of President Elect Trump, and the confirmation hearings of Jeff Sessions, Ben Carson, and Betsy Devos… it seemed appropriate (and obvious) to make a comment that these people are Incompetent Bumbling Super Villains whose un-nuanced obvious overtures to destroying the United States for the benefit of Private Business Dealings would be shameful to the Legion of Doom. I mean… a good super villain is at least tactful, subtle, and clever. These assholes are just incompetent buffoons. Apparently… this opinion was met with hostility. Because… Trump is going to Make America Great Again… and his Cabinet Nominations are no worse than any other previous president… and Donald Trump won so he deserves a chance. (SUPPRESSING INTERNAL MENTAL EXPLOSION). Jeff Sessions… caught lying on his application for the job! Ben Carson… suggesting DONALD TRUMP’S BUSINESSES would receive Housing & Urban Development Money. Betsy Devos… unqualified and idiotic to a DANGEROUS fucking level. Donald Trump… continually following the 4 Steps of Dictatorship in regards to Public Press. This goes beyond partisan politics in such a way as to make me melt inside. HOW CAN PEOPLE NOT SEE HOW UNQUALIFIED AND DANGEROUS these people are?! How can anyone with a brain not violently object to this bullshit?! And again… this isn’t partisan. I STILL count myself as an Independent Conservative. I don’t think The Government should solve every citizen’s every problem. And if we were dealing with more sane or qualified conservative nominees and a President-Elect with even the most basic understanding of the term “public service”… this wouldn’t be such a damaging issue. As it is… this is a huge fucking nightmare deal. And yet… where I live and on my Facebook (and on Prosebox, even) As a Christian, what honestly hurts me the most… is how many people still say they voted for Trump and support Trump because of their faith. “Hillary would allow abortions.” “Trump is the only one that can resist the War on Christianity.” And other bullshit. Gosh, folks. That is a special kind of stupid. Trump is on record as supporting abortions. Trump is going to be too busy trying to attack everyone that mocks him to CARE about the fake War on Christianity in America. Do you want to know what a “War on Christianity” looks like? Go to African Muslim Nations where Christians are killed for their faith. Go to Asian Atheist Nations where a man was tortured for possessing a bible. If your definition of a “war on Christianity” is the fact that there is a synagogue in your neighborhood and a mosque in your state? Fuck off. (Yes, I’ve become one of those people who believes in diversity to the point where people who are violently opposed to diversity make me violently upset.)

I have decided that the best noise in the world (until I change my mind again, lol) is the sound of multiple birds chirping. The presence of birds suggests life. Life in any variety is so missed that hearing bird sounds.... even if it IS just the DHS employee on her computer… fills me with a sense of hope that life exists. Over dramatic? Probably.

I am on a bit of a roll work wise today. Granted… having zero cases (effectively) means I have to chose to either deal with what is in front of me… or bore myself to death. So… dealing with what is in front of me is preferable.
(1) E-Mail Clerks about Big Questions (done)
(2) Return Phone Calls (done)
(3) Plea Deal… whoopsie. I was 109% convinced that I had sent a plea offer to the defense attorney but I don’t have any records of it. SHIT! No wonder this case has been on my list for 7 months! FUCK. Time to write that, send it, then call Defense to make sure that he knows that I know that he knows he has a plea offer in his inbox. (plea created, e-mailed, defense phoned)
(4) File paperwork for Ran on a case he’s finishing up
(5) File paperwork for Magistrate as she is still very hesitant to write/file Judgment Orders.
(6) File more paperwork for Magistrate as she is still very hesitant to write/file Judgment Orders
(7) Dismiss Traffic Case. I’m a pushover on these and I shouldn’t be but… the guy’s first and only charge of any kind in our county? Yeah… you give us processing fees and we’ll forget about it.
(8) An odious individual. Back when “Bob Lahey” was corrupting our Sheriff’s office; he had me cut a deal with a kid for an OWI. I give him Public Intoxication, everything will be fine. Okay. This kid is a shit. He was found guilty of sexually assaulting a young woman. This young woman became pregnant from that action. She brought the baby to term and is raising it. The criminal father is not paying child support. BUT he is suing the mother for visitation. He. Is. A shit. And I have to get this shithole to sign the plea papers. But I snail mailed them to him… and haven’t seen them returned. I have no phone number for him. So I have to figure out how I am going to contact him :/

I think I may be able to get some kind of contact information from the Sheriff’s office… maybe. I’ll check with them tomorrow. As it is, I’ll spend the last hour of the day catching up on Prosebox and Cracked. BTW TMI: YOU’VE BEEN WARNED! SKIP IF YOU WISH As Wife has been off work for 5 days straight; I have not had opportunity to masturbate. And, of course… as should be expected… any and all attempts to initiate sex have been soundly rejected. So I think I’ve realized something (perhaps) mathematically. If we allow for the Scientific and Observable Truth (that masturbation is, in all respects, a poor substitute for sexual congress)… my preferred sexual cycle would be as follows… I would prefer to masturbate 2 to 3 times per week (at a minimum) with an approximate maximum of around 30 times per month. Conversely, I would prefer climax-inducing sexual congress a mere once a week (at a minimum) with an approximate maximum of around 10 times per month. Of course… this is based strictly on my sexual experiences with myself and my wife. I do have to admit that, honestly, if sexual congress was something beyond the missionary “wake me when it is over”… It is possible I would be far more desirous than simply once a week.

New news from the Pipeline… a severe cut to the National Endowment of the Arts. EVERY TIME government needs money it is “Grab your torches and pitchforks! Art doesn’t help anyone!” Of course… making sure that Advanced Trigonometry had 3 available periods in my High School was important… but funding the GRAMMY AWARD WINNING Orchestra was too much. The upkeep on the Competitive School Only Indoor Swimming Pool was needed; but having a Choir was a boondoggle. ARTS matter. If you hear music at any point during the day… Arts impact your every day. If you see anything at any point during the day… Arts impact your every day. If you watch TV or Movies ever… Arts impact your every day. The very idea that “art just isn’t important” is the rallying cry of the buffoon.