We’ve had a couple of cool days in Central Texas – clear nights with highs in the 70s and lows in the high 50s or low 60s. It’s been nice. In the evenings, Susan and I have been sitting on the front deck watching the Lesser Goldfinches, Mockingbirds, Blue Jays, and Doves come and go among the water features. It is very restful. Kedi and Maia keep watch from inside the living room casting their gaze through the French Doors’ glass panels over our deck activities.
Sitting on the deck and watching the natural world around us, we noticed a fly, genera Diptera, land on the glass patio table between us. “That’s a big one,” commented Susan.” It was. I had been listening to MSNBC on the SXM iPhone app through ear buds. Susan hates the news and with good reason; the ear buds give me the means to respect her sanity,
I observed the fly for a moment wondering whether it might be male or female. “Perhaps it is gay or lesbian or non-binary,” I thought silently. Why not? That’s when it occurred to me. Regardless of its sex chromosomal configuration and/or individual sexual preferences or identity, this fly had bigger balls than either Ted Cruz or Lindsey Graham. It had bigger balls than Tom Cotten and John Cornyn.
I don’t know about the rest of the Republican nest of anti-democratic cowardice, but I think that this fly’s balls were smaller than Mitt Romney’s.