Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Hot Afternoon

One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that a cat has only nine lives.—Pudd’nhead Wilson’s Calendar.

I'm tempted to go over the Trump v Twitter war but it's friggin' hot here and I should be out in the garden or asleep with a fan blowing on me.  I've been waking up at three in the morning and not falling back asleep wondering how terrible the Trump pandemic is going to be this summer into fall.  Trump, his billionaire backers and Republican-fascists are killing tens of thousands with lies, that's already literally been documented for Trump's lies, mostly told on Twitter which won't really do anything to keep him from getting more tens of thousands killed, if not hundreds of thousands or more.   

I will note that when Pudd'nhead Wilson was around, public figures could sue for libel and they'd have to do it unamplified or on paper.  He'd have to expand the thought to what happens in mass electronic media.  

Just can't remember how Twain spelt it.

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