Since the vile, disgusting, uncivilized, uncouth, wicked, evil, iniquitous, heinous, villainous, diabolical, diabolic, fiendish, vicious, cruel, disagreeable, abominable, offensive, obnoxious, odious, repulsive (have I missed any?) behavior of the Senate Democrites has been on open display, my stomach has grown increasingly queasy.
Frankly, I can't stand to watch the proceedings. My heart breaks for Judge Kavanaugh and his family, the rule of law, the presumption of innocense, and for what used to be the United States of America.
So, moving on ...
I tried to use the ATM at our local bank this morning, but it was off-line. Strange, that. But I had other errands to run.
Returning to the bank when they opened at 10:00, I thought the interior lighting was a bit dim. A greeter (since when do banks have greeters?) let me in with a caution that a transformer had blown, and services were limited.
Since I had a single check to deposit, she assured me that it could be done, but was being done by hand with pen and paper.
It seems the power which was out destroyed the bank's I.T. infrastructure.
My question is, isn't that the result of rather poor planning? Moreover, why would you tell somebody that? Wouldn't that encourage, umm,
depredations upon the bank?
On the bright side, it provided them the opportunity to inform me of another ATM machine, somewhat closer to my home.
But seriously, it triggered my building inspector experience (a previous job, in the '90s) to look at the building in a new light. I noted several weak points in building security and construction which would be unthinkable for a bank. Except they're there, and weren't hard to spot.
Please note I'm not naming the bank, nor providing its location. All I can say is, Frank and Jesse James would have loved that place.