The boys and I finished putting a new head gasket on and cleaning up the carburetor of the Tecumseh 3.5 horsepower motor of this gem. B did most of the work, so he got the first test drive!
I have not written about it here yet but I’ve been ruminating on the idea that justice does not need an adjective. To wit, if it is justice, then it is right, and it does not need to be called social justice in order to be legislated or enforced. This gives us a clue that social justice is often not about justice, but socialism. Well, if you had any doubts about that, we present to you the newest justice — food justice!