Topping the list of things we missed while traveling is, without a doubt, our friends. Sure, we kept in touch over the last year, and many followed our journey here and on social media, but it’s not the same as visiting in person.
Dropping by our favorite bar last Thursday was warm and wonderful. And yesterday afternoon Deb and I welcomed a dear friend to Second Chance Ranch for pizza, whiskey and the kind of conversation we hadn’t enjoyed since this time last year.
The pizza was local, while the spirits came from far away. We broke the seals on a couple of bottles we picked up last September at Glacier Distilling Company in Coram, Montana — North Fork Rye Whiskey and the crafty Mule Kick (rye infused with fresh jalapeños, garlic and black peppercorns, which Deb used to make a tasty Bloody Mary). I found myself wishing we could buy GD whiskey here (or in The Ozarks, or anywhere outside Montana).
We also cracked a bottle of Missouri Ridge Distillery Single Barrel Bourbon Whiskey. Made in Branson, we bought it at Outlaw Joe’s in Ridgedale last May. This whiskey surprised me — round with a sweet finish, similar to Knob Creek, I can see MR bourbon becoming one of my favorites.
Best of all, it’ll be easy to find when we return to northern Arkansas.
If you’re a glutton for intellectual punishment, you should be tuning into the confirmation hearings for the regime’s SCOTUS nominee. It’s an assault on logic and reason, a colossal waste of time.
We know why she was chosen. We know she’s articulate. We also know she’s smart enough to have taken her coaching well, equipping her with the canned lines she needs to avoid answering relevant questions. When asked about her judicial philosophy, for example, she responds by describing judicial methodology. Legal scholar Jonathan Turley observed,
“It’s like someone asking, ‘What’s your favorite clothing style?’ and responding by describing how you get dressed in the morning.”
And this exchange happened late in yesterday’s session:
Sen. Marsha Blackburn: “Can you provide a definition for the word ’woman’?”
Nominee: “No, I can’t. … I’m not a biologist.”
Please explain to me how a nominee who refuses to answer that question — either that, or a woman (presumably) who doesn’t know what a woman is — could be the least bit qualified for a lifetime appointment to the Supreme Court of the United States.
It’s all a charade, of course. Everyone knows she’ll be confirmed. And when she is, her radical, race-baiting, biology-denying progressive ideology will (further) poison the Court.
I read something else yesterday that threatened to make my head explode. Closer to home, it came in the form of a press release issued by the Ohio Restaurant Association — y’know, the organization that pledges to “serve our members by advancing and protecting Ohio’s restaurant, foodservice and hospitality industry.”
The ORA first showed up on my radar during the pandemic hysteria here in Ohio. While the governor and his Ministry of Health issued decree after business-crushing decree, the association was passive at best, not once challenging the State’s political and regulatory moves. The results were disastrous.
“The Ohio Restaurant Association (ORA) Board of Directors today enthusiastically announced its endorsement of Mike DeWine for Governor….”
Somehow I doubt that endorsement would hold up if ORA’s members were polled — the members who are left, anyway, after this governor destroyed an estimated half of the state’s independent eateries (along with thousands of other small businesses).
Associations, unions and similar organs exist for a reason — advocacy. I worked several years for the American Motorcyclist Association, so I know the mechanics and dynamics of advocacy as well as the tendency of an organization to outlive its usefulness and stray from its mission.
The National Rifle Association and the Republican Party come to mind.
There comes a point when, to borrow from the Declaration of Independence, an organization becomes “destructive of these ends” and its members must “alter or… abolish it.” That’s up to its members. Most of us simply walk away.
There’s strength in numbers, or there can be, but I’ve seen too much corruption. The ORA, AMA, NRA and GOP are just a few examples of why I’m no longer a joiner.
Take care of yourselves, Patriots. Stay calm. Stay sharp. Stay free.