Well, It's Cold, Anyway

[copied from dland]

Not that I'm loving the cold, but at least it feels normal. I'm guessing that we've finally had that killing frost, or at least, will have it tonight.

So I've been wearing my new jacket, the one I got on sale from Land's End. Their advertising, let me tell you, is a bogus tissue of lies. (Okay, the jacket was cheap. Irregardless:) ) It says in the blurb that this jacket will be comfortable at 10 degrees, and will be comfortable at -5 degrees if you layer underneath it. I presume this means that the layer underneath should be a real down jacket. I went to the mall after school and parked in the garage and was freezing cold walking to the building, and it was only about 35, not even close to that "10" they're promoting. Bah.

Have I ever really had a jacket that was warm enough? I think I did when I was a kid, which makes me wonder if

1. Jackets were warmer then.
2. It wasn't as cold then.
3. I wasn't menopausal then and having internal temperature changes every five minutes.

Hmm.

So, who's watching Mr. Dub on TV tonight? I'm taking a pass. I was explaining to the Sibs before -- who says she's watching -- that I haven't felt so repulsed by a president since Nixon (who is starting to look pretty damn good these days.) When Nixon's face came on the screen, I had to turn it off; I could not bear to watch him. I don't think I felt that way about any president since, even ones I didn't like or disagreed with. But I cannot watch that smug smirk. I'll read about tomorrow.

The Sibs also commented about the difference between kids today versus kids of our day in terms of there being a war on. We were immersed in Viet Nam from 1965 or 66 on. Whether you agreed or disagreed with what was happening, you knew about it. Now, her son Little K is nearly 17, by which age we were all totally caught up on everything, but she says that neither he nor any of his friends appear to follow this at all. We were wondering if this was because of the draft; back then, all the guys we knew were subject to it in one way or another, so it was a constant presence. Of course, that's not the case today, so maybe that's the difference. Don't know, just speculation.

Speaking of spec, I seriously doubt that the draft is coming back; Congressman Rangel is opposed to it himself, and only suggested it to make a point, that there are often no other opportunities for the poor. He's not wrong. Should there ever be a draft, they would have to draft men and women; to do otherwise would violate all kinds of laws at this point, I'd think. But there's an easy out for everyone, anyone could just say "I'm gay" and the military wouldn't take him/her. It's not the stigma it once was, and neither is changing your mind when the mood strikes. Anyway, both of my girls have medical issues that would keep them out, and my sister's kids are all too old, except, of course, Little K. Which makes it still worth worrying about on some level, I think. *sigh*

(I also think that a draft would in no way distribute the burden more equally in terms of poverty, since it was easier for well-off people to get out of the draft one way or another even during Viet Nam. Oh wait, now I'm back to Dub again. Just goes to show you.)


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