All Hell, Breaking Loose

At last, clarity reigns:
This week, both family and friends have been dragged hip-deep into crises involving either their physical or mental health, the legal system, and/or displays of malice and ineptitude so egregious that they have the rest of us shaking our heads in complete disbelief.


These real catastrophes have put my small C3I* ones into perspective.
What on EARTH have I been thinking, what have I been trying so hard to accomplish: winning the gold medal for pushing water uphill with a rake?
Our time on this minor orb is altogether too short to waste, especially on that unique Cape & Islands abberation: contemptuous denigration of those who simply want to be productive and useful.
Let’s give the last word on the “Silicon Sandbar” to a wise man who lived half a world away some 2,000 years ago. In the same Sermon on the Mount, h/He also said something about pearls before swine: