We’ve been blessed or cursed1 by unseasonably mild weather this last week. Christmas Eve, it snowed. Not Michigan, Dakota, or Buffalo snow, but a decent snow worthy of Currier and Ives. Since then, we’ve enjoyed a few overnight lows down as far as twenty,2 a few days with mid-thirty high temperatures, and many days in the high sixties and even broadsiding seventy.2 Not usual at all.
Not immune to a spot of brisk but nice weather, I played hooky from the keyboard today, for the second day running, knowing I had a Wednesday post due and an (intentionally) empty “Blog subjects” folder. Rationalizing, while I’m clearing and composting pineapple sage plants, etcetera, etcetera, a brilliant idea will come to me. Unh, yeah. But, unh, nope.
Too, with my doctor’s blessing, and steroid therapy at last completed I’ve been slowly building-up to my full workout routine. Save I’m not running quite the full torture, today was the first day I left nothing out. Not a workout rube, I am nonetheless forced to admit I have muscles hurting in places I forgot I had muscles.
A full workout and an afternoon doing fall(ish) garden chores have me ready to take a hot shower and tuck it in for the evening.
So there will be no blog for January 6, 2021. I apologize.
Serious question on questions
Several survey sites solicit my input on occasion. Admit it, you feel sorry for them, don’t you? Some of the surveys are horribly written. That aside, one question still amazes me. This question, with minor variations, appears in well-composed and poorly composed surveys alike. Has to do with the old taboo, race determination. Or ethnicity, or whatever is the currently acceptable description. Regardless of how you answer the general ethnic question, surveys invariably ask in the next question (on a new page) if you are of Latino descent.
Curious, I tried other than “Caucasian” for my lead-up reply and was still directed to the follow-up. Okay, fine, but the follow-on question further asks if you are Latino to declare your country of origin. If I were Latino, and say for example, a second generation or more American citizen, I would be a bit offended. Why is this important?
Ignorance wants me to presume someone in Big Brother’s wheelhouse is watching, collecting all the survey answers. Looking, one suspects, to determine by country how many Latinos consider each the soil of their ethnic roots. Is that to reimburse these countries for the citizens they lost? Or is it to send these countries invoices for making room for their expatriates? Either way, the line of questioning is offensive. And I’m not Latino.
If my ethnic roots are Purplish, why do surveys not ask me what country my Purplish forefathers called home? Pinks and Greens should be righteously disturbed too. For a country looking to eradicate racism and ethnocentricism, seems our efforts only exacerbate the problem.
If you will excuse me, I’m off to find my analgesic balm.
1 Blessed that there’s time to finish-up outside chores left incomplete when winter rains started. Cursed in that without some good cold to reduce insect populations we’re going to have a buggy spring. Further, that spring may be late because, you know, there is an allotment of cold and snow coming – it happens every year; we either take it when it makes sense, or we let it surprise us come spring after we’ve transplanted seedlings or bedded cool tolerant seeds. Snow looks good on a pine seedling. Not so much on a tomato transplant.
2 Twenty Fahrenheit is almost minus seven Celsius. Seventy F is twenty-one and loose change C.
3 This note refers to and explains or expands upon nothing.