Ya think it's easy?

“I had a New Year’s play date with my favorite puppy. I’m exhuasted – but I smell like puppy,”

The seven rules of The Church of Splendor are mental- and moral-management strategies for an appropriately-prioritized anarchist egoist life – that being mine. You’re free to make free with them:

  1. I don’t go to your church.
  2. I am not arguing with you.
  3. Don’t be an asshole.
  4. Butthurt is not contagious.
  5. Never play the other man’s game.
  6. Keep your own counsel.
  7. Look out for your own.

The one that matters most right now? Rule #7.

My perennial New Year’s admonition: Want to be a better, more-perfect version of yourself? Master something difficult this year. My bite of the apple: I already know how to play the ukulele, so this year I’m going learn how to work the supply side of the real estate market.

In a world without real estate news:

The New York Post: Portland kicks off 2021 with a riot for the new year.

Glenn Greenwald: The Kafkaesque Imprisonment of Julian Assange Exposes U.S. Myths About Freedom and Tyranny.

FEE.org: The Fight to Keep Schools Closed Has Proven Thomas Sowell Right About Teachers’ Unions.

Michael Barone: The Year America Went Crazy.

The National Pulse: The Senior U.S. Officials Taking CCP-Subsidized Trips, Dinners For ‘Favorable Coverage’.

The New York Post: 2020 was an absolute bloodbath for box offices.

Fender.com: 7 Reasons You Should Play the Ukulele.

Inspiration: