I settled comfortably in my recliner, turned on the television, and was delighted to see that I had recorded a few of my favorite programs.

It wasn't the programs that jump-started my thinking about EV's, it was the commercials. In every commercial break, there was an advertisement for an EV. And not just from one or two manufacturers, but from several. This pattern continued for hours. Yes, I'm confessing to watching TV for several hours. Now that my mushy thinking has been explained, I'll continue.

I use shifts in commercial's focus as a "Canary in a Coal Mine" to help me understand current events and prepare for the future. This number of EV commercials hints of desperation.

Where do we go from here. Massive investment has been made on behalf of EVs. This will result in massive losses if the public refuses to cooperate. I'm not invested in EVs. I don't own one. And I have no intention of buying one. I also realize that people hate losses. And powerful people who face losses often use their power to escape the consequences of their unwise choices.

What worries me: when persuasion fails, force follows.

What will this force look like? I welcome opinions.

Cheers, PW.

P.S. Yesterday, I had my very first ride in an EV. (A Chevrolet) It was quiet and comfortable. The worrying aspects of EV ownership such as charging, range, repair cost, fire risk, and rapid depreciation had no impact on yesterday's experience.

Although a bit long, every second brings a laugh.

I did not know that Hobby Horse Dressage is a sport in Finland.

Not exactly an electric vehicle enthusiast. . .

. . .I'll spend the day, watching every minute of these marvelous videos. . .

After watching them, I could feel myself holding my head a little higher as I made my way through life.

Those people bestowed a wonderful gift on the entire World. But it's not indestructible. We forget this at our peril.

Cheers, PW.

Not exactly a White vs Woke thing, but interesting. . .

It's a series of videos giving an overview of how what we call "The West" started and came to flourish.

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Being a father. . .

Link to WebPage

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How becoming a parent changes your life. . .

Link to WebPage

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On building a relationship with your kids. . .

Link to Web Page

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I think a new form of birth control has been discovered. If this is adopted widely, our society will experience a profound drop in baby making. . .

Link to WebPage

Cheers, PW.

Not exactly a Mothers' Day video, but close.

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Happy Mothers' Day

Before and after photographs of people becoming parents. . .

Parenting

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Happy Mothers' Day



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Happy Mothers' Day

Mother's Questions

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Unfortunately, this page requires people to Sign In to view. But since the site is conservative, perhaps a few on this board belong already.

It's about a young woman trying to be a traditional wife.

Traditional Wife

Cheers, PW.

When I submitted the message featuring Beck, I neglected to share a companion video that explains much of the frustration Beck was experiencing.

Glenn Beck shares his thoughts. . .

Beck

Cheers, PW.

With the last few days of warmth and sunshine, I expected my lawn to awaken from its Winter slumber and begin the new season with outstanding vigour.

Nope!

Only the weeds are thriving.

Cheers, PW.

P.S. I've dandelions so big helicopters could use them as landing pads.

P.P.S. After dealing with so much grass that's struggling to survive, I need a new approach. How about leaving the little grass I have unmowed and raking it to cover the bare patches?

Permit me to ask a masculine beer question. . .

If one shoots a full can of beer using a long range hunting rifle, the results are often spectacular.

What brand of beer produces the biggest splash?

Cheers, PW.

P.S. I consider shaking the can prior to shooting to be cheating.

P.P.S. If any beer companies choose to answer this question in an advertisement, they're welcome to use my question without paying me royalties.

I couldn't help but notice the road was cracked under her feet. I can only speculate!

Cheers, PW.

It takes so little to amuse me these days.

Same here. Maybe I should learn how to arc weld. . .

Today they are the least tolerant segment of our population.

I encountered a gay guy on the Internet who has been persecuted mercilessly by other gay men because he is not strident. They see him as a more serious enemy than straight people. He wants to live a normal life -- not change the world to suit.

Cheers, PW.

Brain not working correctly this morning.

Skimming the story, I noticed "U.S. Virgin Islands." My first thought was that the virgins in the U.S. were gathered up and sent to live on islands separated from the sexually active people on the mainland.

Images of randy teenagers building boats popped into my head.

Cheers, PW.

Does this meet code?

I had to smile when I saw this. To me, over half the animals shown are NOT cows.

Or has the Left taken over ranching? What most people would call bulls may be identifying as cows for all I know.

Cheers, PW.

P.S. A friend's father had a dairy herd of Brown Swiss.


I'm pretty sure this is a cow.

I never went to my parents for help with homework

I did. Once. Never again.

It was a simple arithmetic problem like how much would it cost to build a fence around a yard 20 feet wide and 30 feet deep if fencing cost 50 cents per foot.

What was wanted was 50 dollars.

Not with Father's help. He added fence posts, estimating the number needed and the price of each. Nobody fences a yard without a gate. So a gate was added, and of course, gate posts too. And approprite hardware to attach the fencing to the posts was added to the total.

Needless to say, the teacher was suspicious. And not happy. She was also determined that I wouldn't be happy for the rest of the day either. She succeeded. I was miserable..

So. . .

I learned a tiny bit of arithmetic and a great deal about seeking help from adults.

Cheers, PW.