Why yes, often, I am angry, at your complacency and the unthinking stream of cliché falling heedless from your lips, trying to pass itself off as informed and productive conversation, or as enlightened, or simply as the happy banter of a kind of … celebratory intimacy.
It’s stupid to let it enrage me. But I embrace that stupidity. Stupidly.
Over and over I swallow my anger, and spit it out here instead of in your face, in this place where you can and do safely ignore it–not all of you, and not every week, but (by the cold hard numbers): Mostly. It’s quarantined.
I don’t have that luxury, face to face. So the rage comes a-spillin’ forth, over turkey …
When am I coming to see you?
When I feel my way to a solution, for all that, one that doesn’t do more harm than good.
Until then I practice my own religion as it evolves from Anarchy! to the quiet phases of the day in this town that is neither here nor there.
***
Just before that day of stuffing, your gal lost big at the polls.
Mostly: I refrained from any gloating, even here. I did do my best, to understand why.
There is new evidence that tries to address that question.
So the masses abandoned, in droves, the project of senile evil you championed and clapped for, and the number one reason for that was the genocide you cheered, and dismissed as self-defense.
You don’t have to take shit from me for that. The electorate gave you a full mouthful, and months later I’m still wondering what you will have to say about that once your throat is again cleared up from it. If … you know … that ever happens.
***
All these months on, roughly the same electorate is trying to find ways around the ignorant TikTok ban, and that is having the unexpected effect of deepening their disaffection with both cheeks of the same saggy ass.
Americans SHOCKED After Flocking To (alternative) Chinese Social Media Platform!
The tldr; is that even after “winning”, the next phase in the evolution of the Zeitgeist involves their sudden realization that this isn’t a First World country any more.
A year ago, 50 percent of Murka supported the ban. Now it’s dropped to a third. So pols on either cheek are rushing to revise their public positions. None of it matters, to the lived reality of We, The People.
But maybe just maybe it will provide a further cause, for a reflective pause.
Meanwhile, forgive me if I decline to hold my breath for that.
***
Late breaking news.
Overnight, the prediction of 3 degrees above zero (likely the coldest night of the winter) has been revised to -4 below–the coldest night in many a winter.
The cats, outdoor especially, have been shoveled full of quality calories, and have shelter enough to live until dawn, with luck. Plus prayers.
As the sun sets I have three days and an evening to complete that application if I actually and truly want to complete it. Which at the moment I do, feels like.
A couple days after that deadline, there is a 50% chance of the first snow here. The weekend will be gray and an exercise in Live Through This. But if we all do, or even if not, the middle of next week is expected to herald a return to at least Mostly sunny, highs of 50, and only modest winds.
So say They.