Pardon my absence, I was busy over the long holiday weekend with spring related chores ['Patriot's Day'(originally called Bunker Hill Day) is a local holiday that few get off, even the trashman comes (but he's a little eccentric when it comes to holidays.)]
Anyway, the Boston Marathon keeps historic Bunker Hill Day on the calendar and I was, er, coerced into planting grass. Being a longtime homeowner one tires of mowing grass...so when the local scourges (japanese beetle grubs and ants) wipe out portions of the lawn it is considered (by those who have to cut it) a 'win'. Sadly, the Mrs. doesn't agree and we all know who is going to win THAT argument, don't we?
Which is to opine that we are the victims of what 'The Eye that Never Blinks' says is expected of us. Most of us (especially golfers) thank our lucky stars when the town declares a water ban! Lawns are thirsty (and this is a major contributing factor to the current sorry state of my carpet of dirt) but when there isn't sufficient water/rainfall, the theory is your lawn will go 'dormant' until mother nature revives it later on in the year with rain.
Either way, the only way to combat the pests that make their home under your lawn is by watering in pest control products and fertilizer to keep your lawn 'healthy'.
Yet, if we take but a short trip in the 'Wayback machine' we'd find that lawns were rare outside the estates of the, er, 'Well-to--do'. Truth be told, acreage in general was rare back in the day for folks not living on a farm and then all that grass had a different name, it was called 'pasture' and it was highly 'functional'.
You didn't grow grass because it was 'pretty', you grew it to feed your livestock...but that's not what the eye that never blinks tells us.
In fact this is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to, er, 'marketing' (read manufactured need) the huckster in your living room/den 'shows' you in the idealized world of the Hollywood (soon to be Bollywood) sit-com.
Filling your head with unrealistic ideas is what the corporate owned media does best.
Telling how you should live your life is also a task willingly borne by the corporate 'nanny state', which is also behind the corporate police state popularized by the eye that never blinks.
300 channels and there's still nothing on...but that's mostly due to the corporate blinders the media is shackled with...can't be sending mixed messages, the 'customers' (read the one percent) will complain!
The 'gilded lily' held up as an example of 'how things should be' is the product of the few who can afford it and blame YOU for not achieving it!
Time to take a long, hard look at how our society is (mis)managed and to start discussing how to put a stop to it.
Time to end the paradigm of 'he who cuts the paychecks is A.) a job creator...that's nonsense! and B.) gets to have their 'fantasy' projected onto all of us because they're paying for it, they aren't YOU ARE!
Once again, thanks for letting me inside your head...
Sun's out, time to go water the grass...
Anyway, the Boston Marathon keeps historic Bunker Hill Day on the calendar and I was, er, coerced into planting grass. Being a longtime homeowner one tires of mowing grass...so when the local scourges (japanese beetle grubs and ants) wipe out portions of the lawn it is considered (by those who have to cut it) a 'win'. Sadly, the Mrs. doesn't agree and we all know who is going to win THAT argument, don't we?
Which is to opine that we are the victims of what 'The Eye that Never Blinks' says is expected of us. Most of us (especially golfers) thank our lucky stars when the town declares a water ban! Lawns are thirsty (and this is a major contributing factor to the current sorry state of my carpet of dirt) but when there isn't sufficient water/rainfall, the theory is your lawn will go 'dormant' until mother nature revives it later on in the year with rain.
Either way, the only way to combat the pests that make their home under your lawn is by watering in pest control products and fertilizer to keep your lawn 'healthy'.
Yet, if we take but a short trip in the 'Wayback machine' we'd find that lawns were rare outside the estates of the, er, 'Well-to--do'. Truth be told, acreage in general was rare back in the day for folks not living on a farm and then all that grass had a different name, it was called 'pasture' and it was highly 'functional'.
You didn't grow grass because it was 'pretty', you grew it to feed your livestock...but that's not what the eye that never blinks tells us.
In fact this is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to, er, 'marketing' (read manufactured need) the huckster in your living room/den 'shows' you in the idealized world of the Hollywood (soon to be Bollywood) sit-com.
Filling your head with unrealistic ideas is what the corporate owned media does best.
Telling how you should live your life is also a task willingly borne by the corporate 'nanny state', which is also behind the corporate police state popularized by the eye that never blinks.
300 channels and there's still nothing on...but that's mostly due to the corporate blinders the media is shackled with...can't be sending mixed messages, the 'customers' (read the one percent) will complain!
The 'gilded lily' held up as an example of 'how things should be' is the product of the few who can afford it and blame YOU for not achieving it!
Time to take a long, hard look at how our society is (mis)managed and to start discussing how to put a stop to it.
Time to end the paradigm of 'he who cuts the paychecks is A.) a job creator...that's nonsense! and B.) gets to have their 'fantasy' projected onto all of us because they're paying for it, they aren't YOU ARE!
Once again, thanks for letting me inside your head...
Sun's out, time to go water the grass...
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