Snowed.

February 28, 2026

Another in a series of observations of life as I know it.

Sometimes you have to use force.

-President Bone Spurs

I said, war, good God, y’all

What is it good for?
Absolutely nothing, just say it again.

-Barrett Strong

~~~~~

Sorry for my prolonged absence. I have been sitting under 2 feet of snow and ice; a lengthy power outage made palatable by a blessed generator; and the conspicuous dearth of internet access. Two friends and a neighbor took up residence when their generator died and by golly, we all made it through. Although there are still a few places on Cape Cod that are powerless, literally and figuratively. It’s a hot mess at 32 degrees. But trust me, I will remember it fondly when temperatures hit 90 in July. We always want what we cannot have.

So, friends, I have had an inordinate amount of time to think about a lot of disparate things. The economy (it sucks. Don’t believe me? Go to the grocery store and purchase a week’s worth of meals. Get back to me.) Politics. (God, or one of a number of deities, intervened on Tuesday, saving me from watching the State of Disunuion. Two hours of a mentally unstable, elderly man ranting and howling at the moon. No thanks. I went to bed at 9.) Climate change (We are on week 4 of deep snow blanketing the landscape. It’s rivaling the winter of ‘78 and it’s attendant blizzard. Extreme weather patterns ARE indicative of changing climatic patterns. Full stop.) Adding to all these troubling thoughts were the insistent news headlines that I receive from AP and the NY Times. That’s just it. They were only brief clauses, not full sentences. Tapping the apps only got me a blank screen. It was maddeningly tantalizing fare. “Something’s happening here, but you don’t know what it is. Do you, Mr. Jones?” Thanks to Bob Dylan for that uplifting reminder. They say ignorance is bliss. Not so much. Especially when an ignoramus is blissfully destroying the country.

And speaking of idiots…We are now at war with Iran. I thought, for only a brief second, that Congress was going to curtail his war powers. Guess not. But here’s the thing. The Nobel-Coveter in Chief, the ender of 45 wars, the greatest peacemaker of all time, is bombing Tehran. After bombing its nuclear stockpile several months ago. Supposedly that left the Ayatollah bereft of nukes. But, now Iran has them again? Wait, what? Could our Fearless Leader have…lied to us? Exaggerated the facts? Either Iran had the nuclear weapons or it didn’t. It’s what my old editor, Jerry Korn, would call a “neck snapper”. Either Iran’s nuclear option was obliterated in a bombing raid, as celebrated by the Orange Kook. Or we missed. Plausible deniability.

Somewhere in Norway, the Nobel Committee is chuckling loudly. And clinking champagne flutes. The Nobel Peace Prize is only awarded to those who are actually devoted to peace in our time. Not to aging politicians who line their pockets with fool’s gold.