When I was a boy and people still knew how write humor, I saw a movie in which a college woman was going around the house asking why is there air, apparently something she picked up in college.

Her younger brother had the right idea. He said everyone knows what air is for, filling footballs and basketballs.

Okay, maybe he didn’t have it quite right but he was maybe a little more practical. Obviously, the Lord provided air for us, the animals and plants. Filling balls and incidentally tires seems a side benefit.

The characteristics of air is really very critical. Now, I am wondering just how that came about by accident, like the big bang theory would suggest.

When God created the earth He knew what He was doing. He made it before plants and animals, and man. Moreover, He made it with just the right mix of gases and the atmosphere had just the right thickness, just enough to provide the right air pressure for us.

We, as humans, survive on planet earth primarily because there is air. It also works out well that we can use it for planes too. Isn’t that nice. I guess that does sort of explain why there’s air.

If I ever need a lawyer in Georgia, I know 2 lawyers I’d not choose. If need be, I would defend myself before choosing either of those clowns trying to prosecute Trump.

Joy Behar said with all the authority she could muster, “There’s already one clown in the race. Do we need two of them.” In essence, she was calling RFK, Jr. a clown.

Seems to me, he was a dem in good standing a few weeks ago. Oh. let’s look at the rest of the quote. It seems she, as well as many other dems are afraid of RFK is handing the election to President Trump.

Now let’s see. Just what might the dems do now?

1. bring the entire dem machine down on him, this without ruining JFK’s image.
2. Offer stacks of cash. Don’t think that will work. They are already rich. It is difficult to bribe the rich.
3. Have someone in the party talk to him. You know the “You don’t really want to do that…” speach. “People that do that sort of thing do disappear, you know.”

I don’t know, but we might want to keep a close eye on him. He just might end up on a park bench with a gun in his hand and a hole in his head. No, no. Of course that sort of thing would never happen, as long as we watch over him close.

I used to do complex math problems problems using a slide rule. Not only that, I could do them quickly.

The other day, I wanted to do a very simple problem in my head. It was something of a wishful problem. I was trying to figure what a hundred acres would cost at a thousand dollars an acre.

I suddenly got a mental block and couldn’t figure it. Worse, as I tried to force it, it began to make my head hurt. I said to myself, “Self, you can do it. you don’t need a calculator. You don’t need a computer. It is simple.”

Finally, I gave up. I was getting a head ache. It did sort of give me a little understanding for Old Joe when he said he cut the national debt in half. You must not be so judgemental, you see. When you get past 75, doing math does begin to hurt the brain, especially that complex national debt math.

By the way, I did finally figure out the problem I was working on. Now all I need is someone willing to sell 1000 acres at a hundred dollars an acre. Or wait. I think that was the other way around. Actually, it does not matter one iota. I can’t afford the taxes anyway. Old Joe and his friends will see to it.