Friends,
My sister held my niece’s first birthday party today. I did not attend. There were fairly good reasons on my part to do that too, mostly involving driving fatigue—on my part and the fleet. None of that matters though. The targeting computers were locked on and the keys were turned to deploy a “guilt bomb” (no, I’m not making that up). As officers stationed in missile silos during the Cold War had to agree to launch their weapon, so did my siblings. The specs are simple:
guilt |gilt|
verb [ trans. ] informal
make (someone) feel guilty, especially in order to induce them to do something : Celeste had been guilted into going by her parents.
They failed in their inducement to drive to Los Angeles County on this overly warm Sunday. Where they succeeded was in making me feel terrible about resting up for another fine week down in the dirt. Pretty unfair in my humble opinion.
I hope the party went well, but my contribution would’ve been minor at best. What a bizarre state of affairs.
– bob