This post is merely a parenthetical expression of discontent totally separate from our stroll through the woods.
Those were the infamous words uttered
by commentator Howard Beale in the movie NETWORK. It also came to
mind when I saw my last two utility bills. I also noticed that the
wood pile at the cabin is diminishing more rapidly than usual. There
must be a common thread and I thought it worth pursuing. But I
immediately decided that it would take a book rather than a blog to
do it….which I am ill prepared to do.
However, retrospectively, I recall that
the size of the woodpile did in fact grow smaller in proportion to
the cold of the winter. BUT not at the same rate as our utility
bills have increased. Am I imagining a disproportionate growth in
utility costs or is it reality? Or possibly it could be just a
veiled start of someone’s “redistribution of wealth” program.
He just misplaced many of us into the wrong category. I do, however,
remember buying gasoline at the DX station on Teutonia and Fairmount
in Milwaukee at 6 Gallons for a dollar. The station is now closed.
I sure would appreciate your candid
reactions so I can place my brain on the proper wavelength in case it
has wandered asunder over the years. Meanwhile, I’m going out to
chop same more wood. I suppose we’ll have to pay the damn utility
bill too.
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