10:40 AM Holy Saturday View: Driving

 I titled this blog entry Driving not because I want to talk about the subject of driving in China.  Suffice to say, that Chinese drivers are a combination of the worst aspects of Nazi Germany and Stalinist Russia; and that they should have their own special level in Hell.  No, I don’t want to talk about that aspect of that civilization; I want to blog about the driving I did this morning and what I saw and thought while doing so.

I drove my wife to her work.  I got an earful about to deal with the stuff with which I am dealing.

I then drove to the canal side park.

I saw that it was a muggy and drab and dismal and humid and depressing and steamy and cloudy and grey day.  A day where you’d want to commit suicide.  Thankfully, the councils of Chesterton stop me from carrying out that urge. After walking in the humidity for 20 minutes, I saw that there was no point in wanting my son Tony to get up and go out and do something.  It is the sort of day that is an argument against being outdoorsy.

I recorded about three quote videos while I was there.

Hopefully, I don’t look so grumpy in the actual videos

I then drove along the canal hoping to find another place to pull over and explore.  I couldn’t find anything.  The idiots who constructed the place only thought of moving traffic and not of human pedestrians, or should I say, pedestrian humans.