IRISH

So yesterday, I was watching this song on You Tube. Seo Linn – Óró Sé do Bheatha Bhaile

One of my favorite songs. Anyway, thought I might comment, since I have Irish Ancestry. Instead I suddenly had the idea to DuckDuckGo my grandfather. Did his info pop right up, complete with picture? Yes. I was stunned and teared up. My DD called me later to tell me she had just discovered that my brother had died in 2020, in the Phillippines where he has lived since retiring from the Air Force way back when. There’s a place called FindAGrave.com and apparently you can add info if it’s someone you know. It was very interesting. Anyway, she is apparently into this stuff and we wound up finding info about a lot of family members. But tonight I was feeling kind of down and I realize, it was my grandfather. His picture was just right there and I miss him. He died when I was eight. Decades ago, but he was good to me and even though I rarely think of him, he was a big part of my life. He used to go on drinking binges, and would be gone for a few days or whatever. I was only four or five so time had no meaning to me, but once he told me he was going away for a bit, and I asked him to bring me back a pair of red shoes. And he did.

Here he is. Napoleon Bonaparte Gage. Who names their Irish ancestry kid after Napoleon? They called him Poley. He was a good grandfather. I am sad.

YESTERDAY

Was a pretty good day. More pain than I’d like, but saw my doctor and it went very well. She really wants me to take metformin, and I really don’t want to, but her reasoning is that since the predisone is causing the diabetes and it is going to take several months before I finally get off it, if I’m even able to finally get off it, I need to be taking the diabetes med in the interim. But I am already having some issues with the celebrex, so I think I will have to not take it except on days I am going to be pretty active, like going out shopping or whatever, and just go back to being miserable the rest of the time. Everything medical is a trade-off. Frustrating.

I keep asking myself, if Trump is the slimy bastard we all know he is, and he is a criminal to boot, why is he still in the running for returning to office, and why oh why oh why does he keep getting so much publicity? ‘Trump did this, Trump said that, blah, blah, blah’. Why is the media keeping him in the forefront. Shouldn’t we let disgraceful, disgusting excuses for humanity just fade away? No, we can make money off this. Let’s keep covering every single thing he ever says or does. There is nothing that is not about making profit. Nothing. Journalists used to have integrity, or we thought so anyway. They used to report the news, not create it. Tell you what happened, not tell you what to think about what happened. News as entertainment. Big mistake. I honestly don’t see how we are going to survive as a country when every thing has broken down and become only about the profit. It does seem like there is no organization of any kind that you can trust any more. Not very many people, either. So glad I do not have young children or teenagers. What kind of world are they going to be living in, thanks to us?

I know, I know, I just saw one article too many today about the orange disgrace. Bah!