swirling surrealism on a Sunday

we are all stuck in a seemingly endless feedback loop of insane surrealism. all the bullshit, which just so happens to be a global phenomena if not a pandemic in and of it's self, refuses to let up for even a brief moment in time. yes, that's a plug for Professor Hawking. I'm certain that Professor Hawking could work up a mathematical model for our current state of affairs but, the math might make about as much sense as all the crap we endure on a daily basis.
did you know that trump plans to go see the wildfire damage for himself on Monday? oh yeah, amerika's 'orange buffoon' is taking Air Force One, at taxpayer expense of course, out to California on the morrow and he'll get a grand tour for a first hand look. I'm wondering if Gov. Newsom will meet el presidente at wherever airport the Air Force plants our Air Force One back on Mother Earth. trump will first off, want to visit a local McDonalds for an egg mcwhatever and then get his whirlwind tour. trump will then be off to Southern California where he'll hit the SoCal repuglicans up for some campaign cash. trump isn't really concerned with the West Coast wildfires. our 'ten-hairs-short-of-being-a-baboon' president is going to California to collect money. for himself and NOT for any wildfire relief.
so football is back and, excuse me for yawning, the television networks that carry amerika's fascination with carnage are thrilled all the way to the bank. football is a very lucrative business for the owners, some players, and mostly never the fans. I gave up on football some years back. amerikan football is NOT the same as the football that just about the entire Planet is fond of. it's that old amerikan exceptionalism at work and on it's way to a hospital. football players tend to get beat shit during the course of a game. amerikan football players and not regular soccer players. soccer players do get hurt during the course of a match but not like amerikan football players. yeah, a soccer game is called a match. that's about enough sermonizing for a Sunday. on to posting some relevant imagery and first up is an untouched photag of how the wildfire smoke looks as the smoke makes its way to my house.
smoke -

and surrealist duck in portrait -

thus endeth the sermon on the pitch. :}