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High Hopes

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Today, there is a spring election in Wisconsin with a state supreme court race at the top of the ballot. We will also be choosing local municipal and judicial candidates and responding to a school referendum question. It isn’t easy to get truly revealing information on local candidates. So many published statements are couched in terms that sound reasonable on the surface but lack any details that might expose obvious alignment with those who are destroying our country right now.

We have found it has become a case of hunting for any evidence that a candidate supports the current pedophile/criminal-in-chief and using that information to vote AGAINST that person or persons.

Yes, we want our roads maintained responsibly and our tax dollars managed judiciously, but not by anyone who is too bamboozled to object to the wanna-be-king’s every word or decision. Just imagine if the Republican politicians in Congress had enough good sense to “Just Say No” to all the kleptocratic idiocracy the demented leader has unleashed on the world.

Yesterday morning, I was the one bamboozled for a few seconds when I allowed myself to be moved to a tear of hope that the clickbait appearing in a Reddit feed might be real. Was writing “Praise be to Allah” going to be the last straw for all of the staff in the White House, as the headline teased?

No. That was a false hope, just like all the others that have occurred so many times that I can’t remember what it was like before the immature narcissist first dragged his slimy ways into national politics.

Over a year ago, I was so embarrassed to see how President Zelensky was treated in a meeting in the White House that I electronically signed a letter of apology from the American people. I had hoped that it would go viral and make a large impact in influencing members of Congress to save us from the incompetent leader. Yeah, it didn’t.

What did result from that simple moment of hope was that my email inbox became regularly swamped with teasing subject lines begging to be clicked so I could see requests for ongoing financial support from a variety of opposition organizations.

Apparently, I could have stopped this whole mess if I had just sent $5 a month to any one of these well-meaning outfits.

The word “eviscerated” tends to get used a lot in their subject lines. For a while, I was putting the emails in a folder that I named “ClickTHIS!” to see how many varieties of ways they could say the same thing without actually ever stating something real.

After recognizing that each of the messages from places that actually align with my views was repetitively seeking endless financial contributions from me, I stopped looking at them. Instead of unsubscribing from any of them, I use their arrival as a form of entertainment, sending them to the trash as quickly as they appear.

I have high hopes that a day will come when such solicitations are no longer a thing. In the meantime, we will vote every chance we are given.

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April 7, 2026 at 6:00 am

Words

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Words on Images

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Written by johnwhays

July 15, 2025 at 6:00 am

Politispam Inundation

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Our poor phones and the mailbox have been working overtime lately due to a spring election in the state of Wisconsin. Apparently, the safety and sanctity of the entire country hinges on our votes for the next judge added to our state supreme court. It’s not just our friends and neighbors weighing in on what would be good for the state; it is a variety of national political endorsing organizations that fervently need their patsy to gain a position of power to swing this state and thus the entire country in the direction they need to further their agendas.

Man, I miss the days when judges’ biases were just a little bit harder to discern. There’s probably an argument for the exposure being more valuable to help us make our decisions when it comes time to elect a judge. However, when needing to hide their bias, it was harder to make obvious judgments that would out them.

In this day and age, it seems hiding misbehaviors is no longer necessary. If a judge were to accept expensive trips on yachts and any other number of special favors, you’d expect there to be consequences. Hello, Clarence Thomas. How are things working out for you? No problem.

According to the voice and text messages popping on my phone by the hour and the flyers coming by snail mail, I should be very afraid.

I am afraid. I’m afraid it’s too late. We’ll vote, but I believe it’s too little, too late. In all honestly, I don’t feel surviving for four years of the current President and his minions will bring us out of the current disaster unfolding.

What little hope I hold is that we can continue to maintain our little sanctuary space on 20 small acres of beautiful land where I will continue to welcome anyone who suffers oppression from the current regime a chance to hide and cope.

They may not get a chance to enjoy Paddock Lake during dry spells, though. That last snowstorm that passed south of us and left us high and dry has contributed to the disappearance of water in the lake today. It is becoming a reasonable gauge I will refer to in determining how dry the land around here has become.

I guess I will welcome the rain that is forecast for overnight tonight.

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Written by johnwhays

March 22, 2025 at 10:33 am