Over 1/2 a Year Ago

In March of last year The Francis Scot Key Bridge was mostly destroyed. Afterwards, I suggested a tunnel. If they had taken my suggestion, it would be about half done, or should be.

I checked on how they are doing with the bridge just now. They are almost ready to start and they expect to take 4 years. My guess, it will likely be closer to 5.

As my aside, I wonder if anyone has started a temporary ferry service. A person might make a dollar or two in five years.

Well, we have our own bridge story here in the mid south. The I55 bridge is under construction. Every now and then, I check on it. It’s kinda like watching paint dry. I don’t see as they’ve done much. I am sure they are making progress. It just is, at 77, I don’t know if I will ever get the chance to drive over it.

Not for Me to Say

Many, many moons ago, I watched something of a documentary on the construction of a bridge over a river. I can’t remember but it might have been the Mississippi. I want to call to your attention the part near the end of the construction.

They had prepared the road bed and put out the order for the concrete, 109 trucks full of it. They said that they were a day ahead of schedule and stood a good chance of avoiding any time penalty. The trucks were on the way with who knows how many tons of concrete mixing, when they all had to stop. It seems that there was a man on the bridge talking suicide.

Then, of course, the immediate question that comes to mind is, what to do with tons of concrete? I guess the drivers might start looking for folks who would like a new drive way or, maybe swimming pool. Not too many people looking for big artificial rocks in their front yard.

Maybe when they decide to deliver large amounts of concrete, they might have an alternate delivery point. I mean, when the concrete is on the way, it’s too late to dig that pool or prepare that road.

Worse, it can’t be dumped just anywhere. Imagine the panic, if you will, for each and every one of those drivers when they realized they needed to find a place to get rid of, oh, a few pounds of concrete, like really fast. If that stuff sets in that big thing that turn, it means a lot of time and hard work to chisel it out.

From what I understand, problems like this occur more than than most would know, though not so large. In this case, the suicidal man cost the construction company the cost of 109 trucks of concrete, the penalty of not finishing on time, extra payroll, etcetera, etcetera, and so forth. The company took a big loss instead of nice big profit.

As I watched, I felt really bad for that construction company, taking such a big loss through no fault of their own. More than that, it was a huge waste of concrete.

It also made me consider a possible way to at least decrease some of the losses. What if, in large projects such as this, they wait to add the water until they are on site. In this case, not only would they have saved the money but the concrete too. They would also pour the concrete at just the right time for maximum strength.

Then again, it’s not for me to say. It’s likely why no one would let me run one of those big outfits.

Farewell to Old Joe

Now, with him no longer the occupier of the Oval Office, maybe, hopefully we can have an investigation to see who was the puppeteer pulling the strings.

In a way, I am afraid to find out. I am open to suggestions. Actually, I’m even interested in speculations. Maybe even aliens, the ones from outer space. Then, too. I would guess they might be aliens representing cartels from south of the Rio Grande.

The ‘I’ Word is Back

Did anyone note, they just reported 3% annualized INFLATION rate. Incidentally, as you know, it’s worse than they report. Every visit to the store should reveal that to us. In case you didn’t notice, the Dims lie and distort the numbers as much as they can.

Why should anyone be surprised? I’m not.

Unfortunately

Often, while chasing Utopian dreams, we’re confronted by reality. Such is the way it was for most of the Dems in the past few months.

It is important to have dreams. Oddly, sometimes they come true. Still, if you don’t keep at least one foot grounded in reality, gravity one day, may cause you to have a great fall. And of course, as anyone with a brain in their head knows, the fall is harmless. The real hazard is that sudden deceleration waiting patiently at the end.

The problem is, the Dems have been jumping off cliffs with no regard for reality or gravity.

This is My Guess, if You Want to Know.

Will all the folks in LA County get help with their homes, schools & businesses that were burnt to the ground from Uncle Sam? Yup. Likely at least 80%, maybe 100%. For some, 110%.

Will North Carolina get any help with their homes & schools? Maybe as much as 50%.

It will be the last thing the dems will leave for us before they vacate the White House.

An Alternate Universe

I wish I had a ten dollar bill for every time time I’ve been told how prohibition failed…very badly. Regretfully, I must agree. Partly, this was because those in charge of enforcement of the law were some of the worst violators of the law.

I guess we have learned our lesson. When it came to tobacco, they realized they needed a different approach. They didn’t even consider outlawing it.

Instead, they used a multi-pronged approach. They virtually stopped smoking in this country. All advertising, drastically decreased, it was gradually disallowed in various places and now it is banned just almost entirely.

Very few smoke today. Another decade or two and it will virtually disappear from our nation, to which I say, GOOD RIDDANCE! Who knows? It might stop climate change.

How-some-ever, it has prompted me to think, what if we had used the same method on alcoholic beverages? If, and again I say if we had used the other other method as with tobacco, would we today be living in an alternate universe?

Perhaps, today many people would have their loved ones they lost in a car accident caused by someone under the influence. Maybe there would be thousands less divorces and no one could figure the children would who would have been saved from broken homes. I can’t even imagine a guess at all the health problems that wouldn’t have been suffered. Alcoholic beverages cause more severe health problems than tobacco. If you doubt what I’m saying, ask Mickey Mantle. Oops. Can’t do that. He died from liver disease brought by alcoholic beverages.

Many times I have been told that alcoholism is the number one drug problem in this country. And yet alcoholic beverages are some of the biggest advertisers in the US. When you include the subtle ads hidden in plain sight In movies and TV shows. And, of course, they always put good light on it. And, of course, they make it appear as if it is far more common than in the real world.

For me, I would much prefer that alternate universe. The problem is I must live in the one I’m in. So does everyone else.