The economic realities of Baby boomers versus Millennials.

White Boomers, at least. The difference in those two vaults, though. The first one I could maybe learn how to do if you gave me a few years and a few hours a day of practice. The second one seems superhuman. It’s something, even if I were 12 again, I could never learn how to do. Not even a rough approximation. I don’t understand how anyone can ever learn to do something like that.

That is a good analogy, though, for the substantive change in the bare minimum required for a shot at good job and a decent life. The Boomers (again, the white ones) just had to show up. Now just showing up consists of four years of college, a few internships, and 2-3 years of experience despite being straight out of college, and all for an “entry-level” job with worse health coverage and no pension. And all of this in a world where the basic necessities of life are vastly more expensive and the possibility of retirement is near zero.

But hey, computers and TVs are cheaper!

For the first time since I was 23 years old, I did six full-hang overhand pull-ups tonight.

I’m getting there.

The conservatives have long had their Big Sky Daddy that presides from above in patriarchal splendor. Lately, though, the liberal side for their part has carved from unyielding marble the Scolding Cold Mommy whose job is to tell us we’re living our lives incorrectly and that whatever it is we’re doing, we’re definitely doing it wrong.

The latest instance of this is the ridiculous Lancet diet that would have us all choking down nutritionally-deficient near-vegetarian fare for most meals.

This Scolding Cold Mommy is what I also mean when I refer to the liberal dream of having us all dwell in featureless, artless (art makes global warming worse for no purpose) concrete boxes chewing on turnips and moaning on about how our micro-aggressions have affronted this or that group which in reality hasn’t even noticed any such thing.

The Scolding Cold Mommy that many liberals crave and yearn for is an excuse for self-abnegation and diminution rather than seeking out better alternatives. As with the Big Sky Daddy of the conservatives, it’s a way of ceding responsibility, of outsourcing one’s emotions and prerogative as a free human to some other determining agent. “No, it’s not that we didn’t try for better alternatives, its just that Scolding Cold Mommy told us that we have to eat barn scraps and live in a lean-to. It’s what She wants to help the planet!”

This Scolding Cold Mommy won’t be appealing to most, though, which is why this sort of messaging should be anathema to any true progressive. It’s not a path forward — it’s just another way of avoiding actual transformative and difficult changes necessary on the way to finding a truly better future, instead settling for the prison of the now.

It’s a very strange idea indeed that it is racist to want to control immigration to your country. Very odd and worrying to see in such a short time many Democrats shift from fairly reasonable immigration policies to, “If you’re not for completely open borders, you’re a huge racist” in such a short time.

Any electoral wins will be despite this, not because of it. I wish “racism” weren’t thrown around like a playground insult. It hurts the cause, not helps it.

Just wanted to point out that it’s supposed to be impossible for someone to get as fit as I have as quickly as I have at my age, especially sans personal trainer and really specialized diet.

Yet here I am. No injuries, no issues, no drugs, kicking ass every single day. It’s amazing how many problems are amenable to just getting it done, and how often the standard narrative is completely wrong. I spent a little over $1,300 in funds and 7-8 hours a week in time and it’s been so very worth it.

Sure, this might not work for you. The point is, though, that you’re supposed to believe it won’t work for anyone, or that only highly-paid celebrities can do this with $2,000 a day personal trainers.

Wrong. Again, here I am. I have none of that and am doing just fine.

Plan to eat a lot of meat today because I’ve not been getting enough protein while weightlifting still, and that’s the easiest way to get it.

Doing my part to fight the ridiculous and moronic Lancet diet. When you pick hundreds of pounds up off the floor repeatedly you can’t subsist on a handful of nuts and bumblebee tears.