Is There Anything as Sweet as Being Idle on a Sunday?

I am a fan of idleness and hold it dear pretty much above all other human endeavors. The wealthy seek entertainment, the poor some respite from their fight to survive and most managers hope for a leg up at what the next man has. But I have been idle this past Sunday and revel at the peace it has brought to my soul and the creativity to my wandering thoughts.

It's been a particularly tortured week in world affairs

Yevgeny Prigozhin, the head of the Wagner group of mercenary troops fighting Russia’s war in Ukraine, suddenly called it quits ands moved on Moscow, scaring the shit out of Putin. Putin is not a man you want to scare the shit out of. The electric grid is failing across the southern US as record temperatures settle in and the exploratory sub selling tickets to visit the Titanic imploded, instantly killing everyone on board. Otherwise, chaos reigned as normal.

Charlie, a good friend of mine who fought in Korea, told me of the desires of men who have been too long in battle

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