Three Deer Day

It was a three deer day today. On the way to work two bounded along the ditch stopping every so often to look at me. I stopped too. And then finally off into the tall grain by a slough where I could only see them at the top of each bounce. Everytime I see them do that I think of a big jack rabbit. The deer on the way home was also bouncing along in a field of tall grain. He went over a hill and all I could see was a head pop up every so often. Then he stopped to look at me for a while, just a set of ears and some antlers silloetted on the western sky.
So today we found out that the US government did not stop the nine eleven destruction. I could have told them that for a tenth of the price that they paid. Hind sight always has twenty twenty vision for something like that. There were lots of oportunities to have delayed the attack – delayed? What good would that have been? Or reduced or stopped it. Now we have learned for the second time to expect the unexpected. We all should have known. What was the matter with us that we didn’t see it comming? People ! The prez was incompetent that he didn’t stop nine eleven AND he is incompetent that he invaded Iraq !
Some time I would like for the news people to tell the whole story. Who owns Gaza strip? Who owns the west bank? Who is the world to tell Israel what it can and can not do when China still occupies Tibet and tommorow would occupy Tiwan, they still think it is theirs; and what of Quebec National? Is it Canada holding Quebec or the other way around? And what of England and Wales, Wales? Is that what they call themselves? No. So the people who live in card lock enclaves in the city have decided that Israel can not build a wall. And the Palistinians are fighting among themselves again. Course, can’t blame England that Scotland is part of them cause the Scots couldn’t stop their infighting and politicing capers. If, as I suspect, God has the mosque sitting where the temple was it is He who has the middle east in hand – but earthly steaking if the Arab countries got all their horses running in the same direction Israel would be half way to The Rock. Not Alcatraz. Speaking of which, by the way, who owns Gibralter anyway?
Blogging is a big chore. It takes time and effort to decide what to comment on and then, how to comment? In any case enough for one night.