I sat here in my living room in my recliner and watched the news programs on my HD TV. I watched one guest and host after another discuss the employment numbers, and it was all I could do to keep from trying to enter my screen, as if it were feasible, and shout to them all that they are overlooking perhaps the number one reason for the lower numbers.

Surely, my readers know what it is. It is one of the most predicted outcomes of one of the most misguided ideas of the Democratic political party. You see, some people in certain cities in some states had the idea of increasing the minimum wage.

It was predicted. It was foretold. Many of us called it from the proverbial mountaintops. And then, when the prediction came true, it seemed that one and all simply got amnesia. How in the world could that happen unless it was intentional?

Please don’t make me explain. Surely, there is no need. Hopefully, you figured it out without my reminder.

During my recent grocery run, I was tempted by the cashews but balked at the steep $20 price tag, ultimately deciding to leave them behind on the shelf.

My grocery bill finally dipped below $100, a milestone I haven’t hit in recent memory. Skipping the cashews was a strategic move that prevented the total from climbing by a fifth, leaving me feeling both financially savvy and satisfied.

Upon returning home, I discovered an email from Wal-Mart inquiring about my recent Lunchables purchase, seeking feedback on my shopping experience.

It seems a pattern these days: two or three emails a day. What business is it of theirs?

I haven’t consumed these yet, and I’m not particularly concerned about who knows. However, I prefer to maintain my personal space and dislike when others intrude on my privacy.

Despite my initial impulse to seek alternatives, the retail landscape offers limited options. With Walmart’s dominant market position, finding a comparable shopping destination proves challenging.

That means the alternative is to use cash, at the least, as much as possible. That way, if I buy Peter Pan instead Jiffy peanut butter, they won’t know it. Moreover, they won’t even ask me.

By the way, it’s usually Skippy. It was advertised by Annette Funicello.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, baseball is more a game of inches than any other. Any avid fan will agree. It can be inches between a home run or a long fly out… A stolen base or a disappointing walk back to the dugout. It can be oh so frustrating when that slide into home plate was a fraction of an inch shy and, instead of a winning run, it means taking the field instead.

I played Little League ball and I know what it’s like to see that wonderful home run pass two inches to the left of that foul pole. It happens.

However, I don’t think I saw anything closer than that last presidential election. Thinking back over it, the Democrats were inches away from running Old Joe again for president.

I think, looking back, the vast majority of us know that would have, could have been inches from the worst thing in American history. I like to think the obviously demented old man would have never been re-elected, They did manage to drag him across the home plate once. Who’s to say. That home run by Trump just might have been blown fowl by an ill wind.

I guess sometimes politics can be a game of inches, which is really scary. Right?

The Democrats always love to talk about compromise. They have also proposed amnesty for about 10 million people. Okay… A compromise. One. A law making English the official language. All legal documents must be in English, federal, state, and local.

Two. Only those who denounce any and all other nationalities. Those under 60 must become fluent in English.

If they commit a felony or aid someone else in committing a felony, deportation is automatic upon conviction.

It is only right. If they cannot make the compromise, why should they be allowed to stay under any conditions?

My guess… They would and will reject the compromise and all parts of it. The dems don’t want any official language. They don’t want them to have to denounce their loyalty, though no one should be permitted citizenship until they are loyal to th US. Certainly, if they cannot obey our laws, why should they be permitted to remain here where we would need to provide for their food, shelter and health benefits.

Well, that’s what “they” say. I’m still hesitant to believe it, not when it seems I see the report of a murder a day, not when I see videos daily of violent robberies spread throughout the city—north, south, east, and west.

Still, let’s take their word. Let’s say the numbers are really going down. There is still no reason for them to get boastful yet. Bear in mind many out-of-towners have been chased back south of the border. Moreover, those that remain don’t want to be noticed by ICE.

Finally, the state of Tennessee is doing what it can to curb criminal activity, despite the lack of cooperation from local politics.

Of course some would like to write it up to coincidence. However, those of us that watch detective shows know coincidences don’t exist.