Sunday, January 12, 2020

Facts Don’t Exist

I would really like to get an electric car. Presently I own two vehicles, a gas guzzling SUV from 2002 and a rusty sedan from 1997, neither of which is getting any prettier. Since their fuel and maintenance cost less than a car payment, I keep them.

Recently my dad disputed my assertion that when you do not factor in the price of the vehicle, EV’s (electric vehicles) were cheaper to operate than ICE (internal combustion engine) vehicles. He didn’t think that was true and that the only way to change his mind would be if he owned an EV to see for himself… a condition that could never be satisfied because he would never buy or lease an EV on principle.

It doesn’t take a lot of Googling to learn that the Kilowatt per mile costs only a tiny fraction of what even the most efficient ICE cars can achieve in miles per gallon, but that’s not good enough for my dad. He has finally walled his mind up on the matter. The subject is too political for him. All the information on the internet is “fake news” and “hoaxes”. EV’s are part of a “liberal agenda”, and that’s that!

Of course it is true that if you compare the cost of a new EV to a comparably equipped ICE vehicle, the cost difference will likely be more than the ICE vehicle’s fuel cost over the next ten years. So I’ll concede that EV’s do not actually save you money under the current pricing conditions.

Another problem I have with EV’s is that the auto manufacturers do everything possible to make their EV’s unfamiliar and unacceptable to people who like their ICE cars. The typical driver doesn’t want to operate a “concept car” for their daily commute. They want something familiar, comfortable, safe, and dependable.

There’s no technical reason that EV’s could not be made to look and operate like their ICE brethren, so why is it that automakers willfully keep a viable alternative as the least-appealing option to the average consumer?

(Insert OPEC conspiracy here)


Kudos

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“Electricity is really just organized lightning” ― George Carlin

Pax,

-f2x

The Golfer and the Grump

A golfer hit his ball into a yard next to the golf course. As he went to retrieve it, a very grumpy man came out of the house and yelled, “Don’t you see the sign? It says, ‘Private property – Stay Out!'”

The golfer replied, “I am very sorry. I did not see your sign. That is my ball there. May I please have it?”

The angry man snarled, “It is in my yard, so it is my ball now!”

The golfer apologized again and said, “I understand.” Without complaint, he went back to his golf cart, pulled out another golf ball, walked backed, and threw the ball into the yard.

The grumpy man asked, “What did you do that for?”

“I consider myself a gentleman,” explained the golfer. “And I believe every prick should have two balls.”

The Four Bulls

Out in a pasture, four bulls were indulging in a bull session.

The first bull proclaimed, “I shall go to Rome and become a Papal bull.”

The second bull added to the exchange, “I shall get a job in a brokerage office and become a Wall Street bull.”

The third bull chimed in, “I am determined to move to China and open my own little shop.”

“That all sounds well and good,” nodded the fourth bull cheerfully, “Go out into the world if you will, but I love it right here and intend to stay for heifer and heifer and heifer!”

The Prolific Protestant

While recovering from an operation. a nun walked in to cheer up an ailing patient. During their conversation the patient mentioned his wife and 13 children.

“My, my,” remarked the nun, “13 children! I’m sure the Lord is pleased that you have raise a proper Catholic family. Many blessings be upon you!”

“I’m sorry, Sister,” he said, “But I am a Protestant, not Catholic.”

The nun scowled and remarked, “Quite the little sex maniac then, aren’t you?”

Colorful Toiletries

A drunk approached the party’s hostess and inquired, “Excuse me, but do you have green toilet paper that says, ‘Fuck you?'”

With a perplexed look, the hostess replied, “No, we just have the plain white toilet paper.”

“Oh, then I’m terribly sorry,” said the drunk. “I think I may have wiped my ass with your parrot.”

Muscle Manipulations

Tom was explaining to his friend Barry, “It’s incredible! My new girlfriend can manipulate the muscles of her vagina so it feels just like I’m getting a blow job!”

“That’s funny,” remarked Barry. “My ex-wife could manipulate the muscles of her mouth to sound like a cunt.”

Sunday, January 5, 2020

A Trip to the E.R.

Nobody panic. I’m OK… But… I need to see a cardiologist.

After exhibiting all the classic symptoms, my employer called an ambulance and made me go to the E.R. this past week.

It turns out that people my age, who are overweight and have a family history of heart problems, will likely have heart problems themselves. I do not get to be the exception.

The good news is that it was not a heart attack. I’m still being strongly urged to make an appointment for a stress test, and I’ll probably want to get one of those angiograms as well. More than likely I’ll end up with one of those “stints” used to make sure the blood keeps flowing like it should.

Fortunately, middle age male cardiac problems aren’t the death sentence they once were. You get your stint, watch your diet, get some exercise, and go back to work.

With any luck, I probably will not even mention this again.


Kudos

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“Buy books. Unlike high calorie food, they don’t give heart attacks.” ― Tanushree Podder

Pax,

-f2x

Sad News

We are sorry to report that the “Energizer Bunny”, a popular character seen in commercials, has died.

It was confirmed by a spokesman for the company that the bunny had died of a heart attack brought on by excessive sexual stimulation.

Apparently someone had put the batteries in backwards and the bunny just kept coming and coming and coming…