Hurdy-gurdy chaos . . .

Tuesday, January 20, 2026. It's Tiw's day . . . Moderate Southerlies return to TulseyTown. . Forecasts indicate a much warmer day that yesterday as the Winter roller-coaster continues. Sunshine and 50's in the afternoons until the freezing returns Friday.

We are watching one of the wildest things a nation-state has ever done. A superpower is [dying by] suicide because the [Republican] Congress is too cowardly to stand up to the Mad King. This is one of the wildest moments in all of geopolitics ever....In just a year since his second inauguration, Trump has torn apart the work that took almost a century of struggle and painstaking negotiations from the world’s best diplomats to build. – Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American, for 1.20.26.

The Davos conference of the world's richest is devolving into crisis mode over Trump and Greenland. – WAPO, 1.20.26

Monty Python would have a field-day. – Robert Reich, Greenland? 1.19.26

Bull Connor's ghost. – Joyce Vance, in Civil Discourse, 1.20.26

Concertina for Broken Banjo and Hurdy Gurdy

I am not a part of a circle. I have no 'gang' to blame

or hit up for lunch money. But, in the fog-mist-

emotional-fringe of a town that celebrates honky-tonk

while struggling as a wannabe-a-city in the middle of nowhere,

frightened of its possibilities,

I am not alone.

Chaos brings the best out of a few of us

who, nonetheless, have no idea

where any of us live.

And

maybe

don’t care.

– jab