Arab Winter Continues

Another prime example of the cancer surgery required in the Muslim world burst on the scene yesterday. The birthplace of the Arab Spring hosted the latest in the barbaric expression of Sunni Muslim “culture” as a couple dozen elderly museum goers were gun downed in Tunisia. It comes as no surprise that the moronic “leaders” of ISIS lauded and took credit for the attack.

The rise of ISIS was a predictable offshoot of the Arab Spring which allowed a long suppressed virulent form of what is known in the region as the “Arab Street” to manifest. As with any kind of depraved behavior the more exposed it becomes the less tolerable it becomes to the vast majority of civilized society, both Western and Muslim. I’ve stated before that these type people cannot be reasoned with; they can only be excised from the world. The more times they conduct these senseless murders the more unified the civilized world will become in the required excision.

The sun source of the Wahhabi radicalism continues to be Saudi Arabia who successfully export their medieval brand of Islam outside their borders so the oil besotted royals of family Saud are not bothered at home. The next generation of radicals can be steered towards more positive expression of their religion if some real leadership would appear in Riyadh.

Curbside Gals Reunite Last Night For My Daughter's Last Night in Town
Next Edition of Gen 2 Look Imminent

Back home I woke up in the middle of the night with a splitting headache which seemed like the first shots in a war with an oncoming head cold. The only source I could remember was my weekend with Curbside Gen 2 who sneezed a couple times rather emphatically while I was touring him around the homestead. Apparently it was only a glancing blow because a couple Tylenols knocked it down and by mid-day I felt normal again. My wife enjoys these opportunities to diagnose and treat her favorite patient although her treatments usually entail a vigorous dose of advice on the need for a healthier lifestyle. That treatment continues despite my recovery.

Some nice phone conversations went down last night. The favorite son had to shift a reunion with his mother back a day due to a joint hunt with the ABFA for a new house. We concurred when it became clear they thought it was safer to host us on a Sunday versus Saturday. A call with the Keene Friend followed in which his recently re-discovered social life raised its head thwarting a road trip to Keene this weekend. My wife wanted to travel there since she’s acquired some TJ Maxx gift cards which are burning a hole in her pocket. We’ll compensate with a belated celebration of our 33^rd wedding anniversary at Maxwell Silverman’s on Saturday night, I’m sure some dancing will be involved.

Front Yard Today - Not a Lot of Melting Over Last Couple Days

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