Heat Wave

It's hot out there. Dangerously hot. The summer has leapt upon us pre-emptively, or so it seems, and the sweltering has begun. Oh, the sweltering, and the hiding in shadows. Where would the eerily pale be without shadows? It might be good to dig up that old idea of dragging along a portable wall on wheels in order to guarantee shade at all times. It would have to have an extendable awning, of course, for those awkward times in the middle of the day. Ah, what an idea... The portable wall could even have top-mounted solar cells! It's the crackpot invention that keeps on giving! And a small wind turbine!

Oh, if only we had more crackpot inventions. What about a soup-powered spoon, which is really a battery that charges up on soup-power (a well-known and classical power source), and can then be plugged in to power anything small. It would be the perfect multi-purpose tool to put in your shirt pocket! Or, the Swiss Army melon, a folly of the first order, as it would be utterly purposeless, being devoid of all nutrition and therefore even useless as a food. No, melon-lovers, the anti-melon crusade will not be going away any time soon. Bleuch.

It seems the sweltering is going to coincide with one of the most interesting general elections in my whole life. The very concept of having a meaningful choice between two ideologies is exciting beyond all belief, even if it is somewhat at odds with the whole notion of voting on your local candidates. Sometime in the future, we will have to disassociate the selection of the leadership of the country from the election of the local representative. Somehow. It seems like the most logical thing in the world, but tradition always has an advantage over reason. Tradition is the guiding rule behind breakfast, and breakfast rules often win out...

Yes, let's associate all constitutional matters to matters of dining. It can be done very easily. Elections themselves are very much like a select buffet, where you don't get to eat all that you want, but instead go to the supplies once and live with what you choose. You just have to be careful that the vegetables are going to last for five years. No, the analogy doesn't work at all! It must be the heat wave talking.

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