Miscellaneous Rambling
Feast of the Assumption today. Or, as our eastern brethren known it in their mysterious ways, "The Dormition of the Theotokos."
But if you don't want to celebrate the sleep of the God bearer, you can induce your own sleep at The Church of Cannabis. There's always something new in Colorado these days.
Hmmmmm, I didn't see see/hear this development anywhere: "[A] surprisingly balanced article in The Nation –of all places–says that a group of intelligence vets have conclusively proved that a Russian hack was impossible. The material downloaded from the DNC's server on July 5, 2016 consisted of 1,976MB of data transferred over 87 seconds–a rate of nearly 23MB per second. Experts say that this speed would have been impossible over any Internet provider on Earth in 2016. However, 23MB per second is a standard transfer rate for a thumb drive, suggesting an inside job. . . . A recent interview with journalist Seymour Hersh–who apparently was unaware he was being recorded–says that the Russian-hacking story is a fake narrative concocted by Deep State operatives to undermine Trump's election." Link.
Interesting angle: "Millennials Can't Afford Homes Because Of Bachelor Parties, Weddings, Study Says." The nexus between bachelor party spending and home ownership is a stretch, but the article has a point: Destination bachelor parties are out of control. Heck, let's not stop there: Weddings are out of control. The time and money demanded of those close to the young couple are staggering. Marie and I, combined, stood up in over ten weddings. We never felt the weddings to be a burden (well, there was one, but it was because of circumstances beyond anyone's control). Nowadays, we vicariously groan for people when we see what is expected of them.
