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The Orville 

No, this is NOT a review of the TV show.

(I am not a regular viewer, nor a fan.)

It’s basically a send-up of the STAR TREK universe, with funny jokes and social commentary.

But the last episode (Majority Rule) was a cutting indictment of social media (Facebook, Democracy, anyone?)

The explorers visit a society wherein everyone at age eighteen they get a mandatory badge, containing a green up arrow and a red down one.

Any passers-by may choose to press one – or not.

Too many RED (usually do to some social faux paux) eventually gets one ‘reprogrammed’ (essentially lobatomized) .  Escapees are killed.

Think Shirley Jackson’s The Lottery .

I unfortunately have friends who think The Electoral College should be eliminated in favor of Majority Vote.  Resulting in a Ca./Ny national policy and leadership, undoubtedly.

Not only so they not understand history or The Constitution.

I would like them to watch this episode.

(Okay, you may now press my button.)

Finally, A Positive Label For Myself!

You are a: Right-Leaning Libertarian Isolationist Nationalist Reactionary

Collectivism score: -33%
Authoritarianism score: -50%
Internationalism score: -50%
Tribalism score: 33%
Liberalism score: -50%

The Silicon Graybeard and Borepatch (with the assistance of Joel) conspired to get me to take this test, derived from which THIS is the above assessment…

Frankly, I was expecting something a little less pejorative…

Your results may very. 🙂

PI Blues

pi bluesThe results are in!  According to the to the impromptu poll I took the other day, what interests YOU first is The Gun Stuff, followed closely by  equally (as of this writing) by The PI Stuff.

The Political Stuff came in third.  Sadly, many times this meshes with the Gun Stuff.

This got me to thinking.  (I know, you could smell the smoke in your zip code!  🙂  )  I don’t write as often about the PI stuff as I used to, in part because I want interesting, clever, funny, dramatic stuff, and my muse doesn’t always have that.  Partially because PI stuff can be b-o-r-i-n-g.

Think about it.  One does much as a police detective, street cop or CSI does.  Without the force of the government behind you, or a backup a radio call away.  Back-in-the-day, there wasn’t an Internet, or boo-koo databases available at your fingertips.  Just like the gov’t guys, it was shoe leather, and more shoe leather (I actually DID wear holes in my Florsheims, and later in my Allen Edmonds), windshield time, interviewing neighbors  getting the neighbors to come to the door and speak with you (maybe), searching through dusty records and archives for that ONE clue, standing in line at Motor Vehicle Records (the great equalizer of PIs, process servers, insurance investigators and attorneys) hoping the funds spent will lead you to the next right clue.  Sitting on surveillance.  It was like waiting for the movie to start at the drive-in*.  Waiting and watching.  For untold hours.  Putting up with the nosy Alice Kravitz-type neighbors; curious dogs; police sent to investigate you by Alice.  Having to go to the bathroom and being unable to hold it any longer, and the standard-issue glass milk bottle just didn’t cut it.

I’ve not been a PI since 1986.  And I medically retired as a credit card fraud investigator in 2009.  It was demanding, underpaying, unappreciated, sometimes demeaning work.

I miss it.  I’ve got the PI Blues…

…from my head down to my shoes…with the holes in them...

*drive-in:  They used to show first-run motion pictures al fresco;  one could sit in one’s car and watch.  Better with two.  Of course, then less movie watching occurred!

I am Curious (Blued-Steel)*

(or, I hate polls, part two…)

So, what do you think?

Or do you get Guffaw in AZ via blog reader or email, and not even see the extrania?

(Feel free to leave comments, but don’t hurt me too badly! 🙂  )

*for you youngsters, one of the first mainstream X-rated films released in the U.S. was I am Curious (Yellow) (1967)
and the pic below, with an approximation of the spoken line, is from Dirty Harry (1971).
It was a different time.

"I gotsta know."

“I gotsta know.”

Polling our RIGHTS!

I don’t know about you, but with the now-ubiquitous attempts to deprive us of our natural rights to assemble, access the Internet (or tax it – a vote TODAY! Call D.C.!), speak freely, worship (or choose not to), keep the constabulary from our homes without benefit of warrant, eat unhealthy food and of course, deprive us of the right to keep and bear arms, there seems to be more and more of a movement on the part of the Fourth Estate to POLL US with these concerns:

  • Should we ban (insert offensive machine here)?
  • Should we prohibit (insert offensive content) from the Internet?
  • Should the government monitor all our Internet accesses and emails?
  • Should free enterprise and marketplace be disallowed with regard to commerce in firearms?

I’m sick of seeing such polls.  I don’t care if the entire population of New York votes en masse to prohibit me from having a soft drink larger than 16 oz., or a firearm magazine greater then 7 round capacity, or a poll in USA Today (the primary coloring book of newspapers) supports such a vote.

My rights are my individual rights Period.  Guaranteed.  And no attempt at ‘democracy’ (tyranny of the majority) will convince me otherwise.

Take your polls elsewhere, about other things.  Like a preference for apple or cherry pie.

Wall Street Journal: Should High-Capacity Rifle Magazines Be Banned?

Join the fun!  The Wall Street Journal asks this question today in it’s poll.

Of course, I don’t see any polls regarding BANNING of other inherent rights?  (But, I’m silly that way!)

If you wish, visit the link and give your $00.02 worth.  As of this writing, it looks as if rights are winning – by a nose.

WSJ Magazine Ban Poll

h/t Tam et al

PS – Per the WSJ, this link no longer works after December 17!

"Round up the usual suspects."

In Loving Memory…