Things That I End Up Thinking About When I've Forgotten to Bring Something to Read

 Those "Baby on Board" signs seem to be back in vogue  They were quite the thing back in the '80s.  Have you seen them?  They're little diamond shaped stickers that mimic yellow highway signs and grace automobile rear windows and they say just that:  "Baby on Board".

I can't think what they're for.   Do the owners imagine that without the little stickers they're going to be rammed and run off the road into a ditch?  Are the sort of people who  would do that sort of thing really going to be deterred by a Baby on Board sticker?   And what about the people who have the sticker but have apparently forgotten the baby, of which there seem to be more than a few.   Is that false advertising of a sort?   All very puzzling.

Unless, of course, the sticker-bearers are merely announcing to the world that they have brought a child into the world and are proud of it.  In which case, congratulations and God bless.

I've noticed in the markets lately the checkers no longer ask me if I've found everything.  I suspect that's because they know well I haven't.  All sorts of things are out of stock and no one knows when or if they'll ever by back.   It may not all be the fault of the Biden maladministration.  But it isn't helping.

And then there are shirt manufacturers.   Dear shirt-makers:  please give a thought to sizing.  Just because my waist has expanded it does not therefore follow that my arms got any longer.  S, M, L, XL, and XXL may signify some rational standard in your dream world but out here in reality land . . . not so much.  Oh, for the days when one could choose by sleeve-length, neck size, and waist size.

When I was a barefoot boy and a beardless youth there were certain political/cultural verities that went without saying.  The conservative worshipped at the altar of big business and the liberal made novenas to big government.  And now it seems the right finds that big business needs some reining  in and many on the left are no longer entirely sure that big government is our friend.  So, will anything change?  Of course (the post immediately below this one to the contrary notwithstanding).  In what way?  In the immortal word of the late S.W., Damfino. 

Onward, ever onward.