
As many of my fellow bloggers on WordPress know, there are free statistics available which give us a wide range of data and information on who is reading our blogs and where they are from. One statistic that I have followed for my fifteen years or so of blogging is the various countries that have visited my blog. There is a data map which shows me which countries have visited and how many visitors from each country. As you would expect, most of my visitors come from the USA. For 2023 to date, I have had 5,115 USA visitors. The next highest numbers (2023 to date) for the top countries that have visited my blog are as follows:
- United Kingdom
- 1,073
- India
- 588
- Canada
- 488
- Philippines
- 371
- China
- 184
- Netherlands
- 138
- Germany
- 95
- Australia
- 95
- France
- 87

When I look at the data map since the start of my blogging, it looks like I have had visitors from every country in the world except Chad and the Central African Republic (CAR). I guess as a point of pride, I want to get at least one visitor from each of these countries. How do I do this? What can I say that will get the attention of Chadians and Central Africans? Wait? I know. I will Google, “What do Chadians and Central Africans Care About?” Having done this, most of the data that popped up concerned demographics and health indicators.

Country Overview:
“Chad is consistently ranked as one of the five poorest countries in the world by the Annual United Nations Human Development Report. The measure of the country’s underdevelopment is staggering. Only about 6 percent of the population has access to electricity, and only 8 percent has access to basic sanitation. Adult literacy is 22 percent. Life expectancy is only 53 years. Around three-quarters of all births take place without the attendance of a skilled health professional.” — US Aid for the American People.
Chad Health Indicators:
- Life Expectancy (Female, Male): 57, 54
- Infant Mortality Rate: 67 deaths per 1,000 live births (6th Highest in the World)
- Child Mortality Rate: 111.5 deaths per 1,000 live births (3rd Highest in the World)
- Maternal Mortality Rate: 1140 deaths per 100,000 live births (New Zealand is 1.7 per 100,000 live births
- 9 million people need humanitarian assistance.
- 7 million people suffer from critical food shortages, of whom more than 1 million face severe food shortages.
“Chad’s health indicators are relatively worse than other countries in Sub-Saharan Africa due to many reasons such as civil conflict, healthcare shortages, and lack of maternal and child health. Child and Infant mortality have decreased significantly in the last few decades, but numbers are still extremely high.” — Columbia University, School of Public Health
I was struck by the data on Chad since it made me realize how little I know about Chad or the CAR (Statistics were equally stark for the CAR). It also brought out the point that not only did I not know much about them but never in my life have I done a single thing to help either country live better. I wondered whether my country did much to help them. Time to Google again. This time I Googled, “USA aid to Chad and the CAR.” Here is what I found for USAID to Chad in 2022:
USAID provided $73.6 million to the people of Chad for food assistance, relief commodities, and other support during fiscal year 2022. The U.S. stands with communities in Chad as they continue to recover from devastating floods.”
Just for comparison’s sake, since the Ukrainian War began about 1 ½ years ago, the Biden administration and the U.S. Congress have directed more than $75 billion in assistance to Ukraine, which includes humanitarian, financial, and military support. — Kiel Institute for the World Economy, May 19, 2023. Compare this to the amount of aid that we gave to Chad, and you might find it shocking. I did.

Now you can tell me that this is like comparing apples to oranges or cluster bombs to F16’s or the M142 High Mobility Artillery Rocket System to M1 Abrams Tanks. We are saving the world for democracy. We are helping American values to survive in the Ukraine. My response is that we have sent the Ukraine more for war than we care to spend for peace and health in Chad. If you like some numerical comparisons, we have sent 1013 times more aid during the past 16 months to the Ukraine than we have to Chad. 74 million for Chad. 75 billion for the Ukraine. That equals per capita aid for a Chadian at $4.31 per year (US 74 million in aid divided by 17.18 million Chadians). This compares to per capita aid for a Ukrainian at $1,713 per year (US 75 billion dollars in aid divided by 43.79 million Ukrainians).
I wonder what this says about our values and priorities. Is winning a war more important than helping people not die of starvation? Are Ukrainians more important than Chadians? Are we simply protecting American interests in Ukraine that do exist in Chad? Is the war in Ukraine about democracy and we do not have the same goals in Chad? Is it all just a game and the other countries in the world are pawns to be sacrificed for American interests? You tell me. But I am also going to make sure that my charitable donations this year include Chad and the Central African Republic.

I started this blog out somewhat facetiously. The more I delved into the history of Chad, the more appalled I became at what we say we value and where we spend our taxpayer’s money. Money that I and millions of other Americans contribute to the government. I want my money to be spent on peace and not destruction. I want it to help improve the standard of living of other people in the world regardless of their political or religious beliefs. I do not accept that everyone must have the same political and religious philosophies as we have in the US to benefit from our help. Call me naïve, but I think that our aid should be based more equitably on need and not on our political self-interests. In no case do I want our aid to go to help another country wage a war. What ever happened to the vaunted diplomacy in our State Department and diplomatic Corp? Based on their efforts and results in both the Ukraine and Chad, they should all be fired and replaced with a new team.



What does anxiety and uncertainty have to do with planning? This is an important connection. Uncertainty in my opinion either causes or leads to anxiety. The more uncertain we are, the more anxious we become. Many people will not attempt new endeavors, leave home, eat new food, travel to new places, meet new people, take on adventures or worst of all “listen to new ideas.” The uncertainty of these efforts creates anxiety. The unknown consequences of doing something new brings some anxiety to most of us. Change and newness can impinge on our efforts to maintain equilibrium and homeostasis in our lives. New things can disrupt the natural order that we so carefully craft to protect ourselves, our family, and our identities. “What if” can bring fear and panic to even the most courageous of us.
However, when it comes to anxiety my solution is planning. Karen would say I plan too much. I don’t need to go raging into the night of old age, but I do not want to get in my crypt yet and turn off the lights. Life has a way of closing in on us. The curtains for each of us are indeed coming down and will someday be down for all of us, but we can slow their coming down. As we age, we must push back. Planning can help us to hold the curtains off for a little while longer. But remember, “Plans are nothing, but planning is everything.”
My theory is that I have been driven to reduce anxiety because I grew up with an abusive father. My childhood was a daily diet of fear and uncertainty as to when or how badly my father would fly off the handle and take it out on me. He might have had a bad day at the races, or something went wrong with his car, and it was all my fault. So many things became my fault that I was always looking up expecting the sky to fall on me. I looked under my bed and, in my closet, every night before going to sleep as a kid. Years later I would check under my car and in my back seat before getting in my vehicle. I never let anyone get on the inside track of me when walking down a sidewalk and I always look over my back when going to a public John. I am not paranoid, and I do not think anyone is out to get me. I simply want to be certain that I have an advantage just in case someone might be out to get me. 😊 Karen has learned to cope with my rather bizarre behavior and attributes it to my intrinsic anxiety.



The “Good Old Boys” of modern country music started in the seventies telling us that rural people were good people. That real life took place in rural areas. Cities were evil. Rural people were God fearing and patriotic. City people were heathens and atheists.
Donald Trump’s anthem was a song by Lee Greenwood called “God Bless the USA.” Under more normal circumstances, I would applaud this song. Greenwood won the Country Music Association’s award for Male Vocalist of the Year in 1983 and 1984, and his “God Bless the USA” had been awarded the CMA’s Song of the Year honors in 1985. However, when welded by Trump and his supporters it evokes overtones of racism and xenophobia. What else can you think when you see people marching around with Swastikas and Confederate Flags singing “God Bless the USA?”
“This practice is no certain note of patriotism. To instigate the populace with rage beyond the provocation, is to suspend public happiness, if not to destroy it. He is no lover of his country, that unnecessarily disturbs its peace. Few errors and few faults of government, can justify an appeal to the rabble, who ought not to judge of what they cannot understand, and whose opinions are not propagated by reason, but caught by contagion.” — The Patriot, by S. Johnson, 1774.




A friend of mine once told me that you catch more flies with sugar than you do with vinegar. Over the years, I have been told that I am too negative. I have been labeled as a pessimist who more often sees the bad things in life rather than the good things. I have been accused of being a skeptic and even a nihilist. I have decided to turn over a new leaf. I am determined to share more positive thoughts in my blogs. I want you to see the world as a wonderful place full of joy and good will. I was going to start my new focus next year, but I decided “why wait.” “He who hesitates is lost.” Thus, I give you the secret to living the life that I am sure you want to live. Just BE:
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I come back into myself and say, “Let’s take a walk.” It is a beautiful day and a beautiful town, and everyone likes the idea. We pay our respective bills, head to the bathrooms, and meet outside. I suggest we walk the path alongside the river to PD Pappy’s than turn left onto Main Street where we can walk by the various tourist shops. We head to an old antique store that we last visited almost a year ago to the day. We spend a good hour or so in the store. We see oodles of things that bring back memories from our childhoods, our old dreams and our wish-we-had-done that pasts. We leave having bought nothing except a wistful yearning for the “Good Old Days.” Pre-Trump. Pre-Covid. Pre-Climate Change. Pre-Divisive Partisanship. A time when we could still believe in the American Dream.
As we walk down main street, Roger tells me that he has seen a show recently that looks at the symbolism in the Catholic Church with a deep sense of skepticism. He asks me if I think the Catholic belief in Jesus would be much different if Jesus had been garroted or beheaded rather than crucified. I confess that I have never thought about this question, but I do find it intriguing.
It is now almost three hours since we met for dinner. We are talked and walked out. I am ready for my afternoon nap. Karen wants to get back to her sewing. Jane is tired of listening to us and wants some peace and quiet. Roger is still thinking about God and whether there is other life in the universe. We both seem to have come to the same counter-intuitive conclusion that there is not. We are all alone in the universe except for a few Martians left over from the great Martian cataclysm.



So maybe we should not be too hard on the Chinese. But “wait” you will say, didn’t they send a spy balloon over our country. Like a giant piñata it floated across our vast continent taking pictures of “who knows what.” I think it would be easier to get pictures of the USA off Google Images but maybe they like doing things the hard way. We shot the balloon down and I am still waiting to see the results from the FBI investigation into the stuff that was in this balloon. I would like to see some of the pictures they took. Any information about this seems to have mysteriously disappeared from the media. Can you believe that they are spying on us? We certainly would not be spying on them, would we? One source which I should not divulge but I will anyway had the following to say about our efforts:





















