Bits and Pieces of My Mind
Well, here we are on Wednesday, July 29, 2020. It is mid-morning here in my corner of Florida, though by the time you read this it will be close to noon. Right now the temperature outside is 78˚F under cloudy skies; the little daylight streaming through my window is dim and grey. With humidity at a soggy 85% and almost becalmed winds at 1 MPH, the heat index here is 86˚F in the shade and 89˚F in the open. The high this afternoon is expected to reach 90˚F, and some areas can expect thunderstorms around 4 PM.
In short, it’s typical Florida summer weather, complete with a possible visit to the state by a tropical storm this weekend.
I received my new Star Wars books – William Shakespeare’s The Merry Rise of Skywalker: Star Wars Part the Ninth and Star Wars: The Rise of Kylo Ren – yesterday afternoon. As is my custom whenever I get a new book, I browsed through parts of both books to get a feel for them. I’ll probably tackle Ian Doescher’s Shakespearean take on The Rise of Skywalker first; I’ve been a fan of his William Shakespeare’s Star Wars series since I came across the William Shakespeare’s Star Wars Trilogy Royal Imperial Box Set almost six years ago, so naturally I was curious to see how he treats Star Wars Episode IX and which of Shakespeare’s plays are most alluded to within its covers.
As for the Marvel Comics trade paperback of The Rise of Kylo Ren, it looks good, as far as 21st Century comics go, but I have a feeling that there is an earlier set of stories that I’m missing out on, because this story arc shows Ben Solo already under Snoke’s influence. I know I have seen other Star Wars fans posting photos of other Kylo Ren stories that show Snoke training his new apprentice, even visiting the Dark Side cave on Dagobah where Luke “fought himself” in The Empire Strikes Back. The art is pretty good and Charles Soule is a good writer, so I think I’ll read The Rise of Kylo Ren after I tackle The Merry Rise of Skywalker.
Right Wing Madness
In the meantime, I am so bemused by Trump supporters’ limpet-like insistence that Donald J. Trump is, indeed, “the BEST President EVER” and that his troubles are all a result of obstructionist Democrats and “RINOS” or the leftist mainstream media (MSM). Right now, conservatives are circling their wagons around Trump and Trumpism, ignoring his failure to be the great decisive leader that they imagine him to be.
For instance, now their cause of the day is the fact that both the President and his eldest son, Donald Jr., have both been – lightly – sanctioned by Twitter for posting misinformation about COVID-19 on its platform. Apparently, a group of wealthy Republicans that calls itself Tea Party Patriots has produced a video that purports to show a group of physicians collectively known as America’s Frontline Doctors.
This video is promoting a dangerous agenda of “reopening the country,” sending kids to schools as before the pandemic, and touting dangerous treatments for the novel coronavirus, such as Trump’s favorite drug du jour, hydroxychloroquine.
When I say the Trumps got off lightly on Twitter, I mean it. Junior got a 12-hour suspension, whilst POTUS 45 only got a public admonishment from the social medium.
And if that wasn’t enough, Trump’s favorite new doctor is a quack. Dr. Stella Immanuel is a Houston pediatrician, so she has a medical license. But she also has a warped mind; she thinks that the government is partly in the hands of “reptilians,” that people who get gynecological infections had sex with demons, and rails at Facebook and Twitter for taking down the Tea Party Patriots’ videos, saying that Jesus will destroy the companies if they do not restore the aforementioned videos.
Seriously! Per The Daily Beast:
Immanuel, a pediatrician and a religious minister, has a history of making bizarre claims about medical topics and other issues. She has often claimed that gynecological problems like cysts and endometriosis are in fact caused by people having sex in their dreams with demons and witches.
She alleges alien DNA is currently used in medical treatments, and that scientists are cooking up a vaccine to prevent people from being religious. And, despite appearing in Washington, D.C. to lobby Congress on Monday, she has said that the government is run in part not by humans but by “reptilians” and other aliens.
And, of course, if you peruse political news stories on Facebook about the Trump Administration, its policies (or lack thereof), or Trump himself, you will see such bon mots as:
Hes done N awesome job. It’s the liberal left ruining this country. Open up the country. Stop the madness.
I see the libitards know nothing more than name calling. If you changed the channel and stop watching CNN you would know how the cases anx deaths have been counted incorrectly. The CDC even came out and called their mistake. Must be hard to understand if information isn’t spoon fed to you idiots.
It’s the Democrats allowing all the destruction and Obama paid the wuhan lab to create this pandemic.Poor Biden don’t know where he is or who he is! Democrats are Evil and keeping the poor man in a basement making a puppet our of a man with Dementia. TRUMP2020 VOTE ALL RED
If these comments were not made in earnest, they would be hilariously satirical.
 At the time, I was still living in Miami and the primary caregiver of my mother, Beatriz Diaz-Granados. I still remember showing my mom the box set, the three books it contained, and the poster – which now hangs in my study above my 14-figures Star Wars The Black Series display – that Quirk Books included. For me, it’s a bittersweet memory: Mom’s dementia had not yet robbed her of her faculties altogether, and she smiled appreciatively at Nicolas Delort’s cover art for the three books, but, sadly, she didn’t quite grasp the concept of retelling the Original Trilogy as plays by William Shakespeare. Had Ian Doescher written his first six books before 2010, Mom probably would have read and enjoyed them. Looking back at the occasion with the perspective of time and distance, I think my mother was just pleased that the books were giving me a bit of happiness at a particularly unhappy period in our lives.
 A trendy acronym used by die-hard conservatives to describe Republicans who do not support their extremist policies and abhor Donald J. Trump. It stands for “Republican In Name Only.”