Ah, the digital age.  From the middle of nowhere, with a few strokes of my keyboard, I can reach and influence people from . . .  well, another middle of nowhere.

Today I glanced at the hit statistics for my blog site.  As always, most of my hits are from the United States.  A few from Canada, Australia, and the UK.  And the usual smattering of others from assorted spots around the globe.

Today, I got a hit from the nation of Guernsey!

What, you never heard of Guernsey?  Well I have.  There was a little news item about Guernsey a month or so back, and somehow I saw it, and it registered about 18k of information in a deep, dark crevice of my ever-shrinking grey matter.

I remembered reading that there is this little island off the coast of England, where the main industry is selling business and shipping licenses to people who don’t want to be under the thumb of any other recognized government.  They have a radio station, some cows, a few pubs of course, and I remembered they have a really neat sovereign gold coin.  They act like Brits, but are really an independent nation.

That’s about all the info you can fit in 18k.

So when I saw that I actually got a hit from Guernsey, I did a web search and discovered their really cool little website.    I found that their government is mainly by committees of the states, and they choose a Chief Executive of the States.

Now I think I have about 21k of knowledge in there.

Anyway, if – after the election – you have had it with the United States, and can’t think of any place you want to move to, give some thought to Guernsey.

Or, alternatively, if we Montanans decide to secede from the United States, maybe we could go to Guernsey and take notes.

Anybody know how to milk a cow?

Tom Balek – Rockin’ On the Right Side

We gotta get out of this place
If it’s the last thing we ever do
We gotta get out of this place
Girl, there’s a better life for me and you

We Gotta Get Out Of This Place – the Animals