Chilly

 We've had a heavy frost. I had to look closely to ascertain that the white stuff with tire tracks in it wasn't actually snow.  I emptied the kettle into the bird bath to unfreeze it.

I watched an interview with Dr Robert Malone yesterday afternoon. He's the biochemist who got into terrible trouble for suggesting that the official narratives around covid might not be wholly true. I had to watch him on X because he was saying things that aren't allowed to be said on YouTube. Sometimes, he remarked, it's very hard to tell the difference between malice aforethought and simple incompetence. After an hour or so he and Jay (his interviewer on Project Unity) segued into AI and spirituality and he said how happy he was to get away from his specialist subject.

 "Do you think Putin's dead," asked Ailz. "Um..." I said. Apparently the rumours have been swirling for a month now- and I didn't know. I had a think and said, "A month is a long time to keep such a thing under wraps, what with all the would-be Emperors wanting to plunge their knives into one another, but if he hasn't taken steps to quash the rumours (which would be easy to do) it could be because he's incapacitated in some way..."

 I don't think Putin is a monster (btw.) No more than any other head of state. I think he's a chilly soul who loves his country.