Greetings, Dear and Gentle Reader. Yesterday, 29 January, was National Curmudgeons Day. A day which the vast majority of humanity is blithely unaware. That date was chosen since it is the birthday of good old W.C. Fields, who on stage, screen, and in real life was a genuine curmudgeon. Most curmudgeons would celebrate the day as they do everyday, by sneering, criticizing, and grumbling about many and varied aspects of life. It would be oxymoronic of me to wish anyone a "Happy National Curmudgeons Day", since we lot are mostly an unhappy lot. Yes, indeed, Gentle Reader, I am proud to be a curmudgeon. The world as it is today fills me with both fear, and loathing. As an introvert, I do my best to avoid as much social interaction as possible. I prefer the company of my two cats, and my books and media to any talk of sports, fashion, the weather and such. As a conservative who loves tradition, I am not infected with the "Woke" virus, for which...