Have you noticed over the years that there is always a somewhat real or somewhat perceived boogeyman out there and we have to remain on constant alert? “Somewhat” is the key word in that what starts out as something something then expands beyond its initial impact and expands and lingers to where it almost never goes away until the next “boogeyman” comes along and minimizes the previous helter skelter. For example, 9/11. Yes it happened, yes it was an atrocity, yes we were attacked for the first time on our shores but the months that followed is what I’m talking about. You might remember the scattershot warnings that went out, color coded levels of possible new attacks, “keep your head on a swivel, if you see anything out of place call the police and watch your mail for anthrax” and on and on until all that just faded away as 9/11 went into the ether as the hunt for Osama went on. Was he living in Brazil, was he living on a yacht, was he living in the mountains somewhere, was he living in Brooklyn? No, he was living in a shithole in Pakistan where he was snuffed out by 2 dozen Navy Seals with 2 helicopters. The new boogeyman on the block, or in the ocean, are these Chinese spy balloons which we are shooting out of the skies like ducks in a barrel and apparently some of the balloons shot down are in fact hot air balloons shaped like a barrel full of ducks. No matter, if it looks like a spy balloon and floats like a spy balloon and….oh f..k just shoot it down, it’s gotta be something something. At least the balloons are taking my mind off inflation, yes, see, the economy was going too well and it had to be kneecapped so it doesn’t do too well. Huh? Jeezus H. Christ, it’s a wonder our freakin’ heads don’t pop off with all the sh.tstorms we have to navigate every day. I’d say if the only issue we have to talk about in this country is if Rhianna was lip syncing most of her Super Bowl performance then we’re in a good place. F the boogeyman.

Gunga, galunga
Garry