Monday, April 30, 2018

Another whale of a tale.

poor georgie’s almanack: 

As you know, whales are mammals. 

An early version of the species left the water, lived on land, and decided to return to sea. 

For centuries dead whales provided humans with oil for soap and for burning lamps.

Cartoon caption:  GRAND BALL GIVEN BY THE WHALES HONORING THE DISCOVERY OF OIL IN PENNSYLVANIA.   April 20, 1861.


Saturday, April 28, 2018

Trump and Kim, Vultures at lunch

Lunch Break at the Nuclear Summit. 

A fork in the road to peace?

poor georgie’s almanack:

Pulling out of the Iran deal probably tells North Korea’s Kim that any nuclear pact with the USA is an invitation to being had for lunch. 

Of course, Trump has a talent for negotiating, and Kim has a talon for tearing his opponents to shreds.

Monday, April 16, 2018

HAPPY TAX DAY

poor georgie's almanack:

This makes as much sense as the US Tax Code.


Sunday, April 15, 2018

THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER


poor georgie’s almanack:

This was drafted during the super-hot political summer of 2016, and relevant today.  I was fascinated about how history repeats itself.

The world in which we live was accurately portrayed in Lewis Carroll’s novels written for children about 150 years ago.  Like you, and like me, young Alice was in Wonderland after she fell down a rabbit hole.  Later she stepped through the Looking-Glass (a mirror) into an alternative world.

There, Alice met rotund twins named Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum who might be a parody of present day politicians.  They continually disagreed with each other, even after hugging.

The twins spoke in gibberish, which appeared to be absolutely clear to them.  In the midst of their conversation with Alice they recited a long poem.  It was about a Walrus and his improbable friend, a Carpenter, while they were walking on the beach.  The poem’s beginning, of course, began in the middle when …

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings.”

… and it ended after they had enticed some oysters to follow them and then the friends ate the the tasty mollusks … 

"I weep for you," the Walrus said:
"I deeply sympathize."

"With sobs and tears he sorted out
Those of the largest size,
Holding his pocket-handkerchief
Before his streaming eyes.

"O Oysters," said the Carpenter,
"You've had a pleasant run!
Shall we be trotting home again?'

"But answer came there none--
And this was scarcely odd, because
They'd eaten every one."

When Alice digested the entire poem she said:

“It seems very pretty but it’s rather hard to understand!”

"Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don't exactly know what they are! However, somebody killed something: that's clear, at any rate.”

Alas, today I fear you and I are the oysters, and we are being eaten for lunch.







Thursday, April 12, 2018

Sometimes sharing helps

poor georgie’s almanack:
Presidents’ Precedents.  
Melania and Hilliary have similar marital problems.  
Do you think they should talk?


   



Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Religion

poor georgie’s almanack:

I love Dollar Tree. 

For me, it is “I Dollar Tree” … and I am having a Baal.


Tuesday, April 10, 2018

They dance to the belchin conga.

poor georgie’s almanack: 

I was more afraid in the Cuban Missile Crisis than WWII. 

Now some Russians, Americans & others feel they are under siege and want a horrific war. 

Peaceniks who want to just live happily with their kids, are being eaten alive (see Syria). 

Rulers dine on them peace meal, after which they satisfyingly belch.