Donald, How’s it going getting everything wrapped up? I’m guessing you haven’t been hindered by a bunch of sappy, heartfelt goodbyes with your staff or with members of the standing White House staff – and not because you don’t go in for such things. This will probably get me a hefty bit of karmic debt, … Continue reading A record setting stretch
Sadness
Mindfields
To: The Nemesis On the way to Discovery Park this morning with the dogs we passed through the Ballard neighborhood, a part of town west and south of us that was first inhabited by the Shilshole people who were displaced by Nordic people in the mid-1800’s. As we passed the main drag, I reminisced out … Continue reading Mindfields
Our POTUS is trying to take US down
To: He who refuses to concede appropriately (as in, at all) The relief and modest jubilation phase is officially over and I’m settling back into worry mode as you drag this out and your faithful bootlickers elbow each other out of the way to prove their fealty to you and your lost cause. Lyrics from … Continue reading Our POTUS is trying to take US down
Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter
President* for only 73 more days (and counting) Trump, My word of the day today is “bittersweet”, which is defined as either “bitterness and sweetness combined,” which I think is rather too literal and pretty lame, or as “pleasure mixed with overtones of sadness,” which I like quite a bit better (https://www.yourdictionary.com/bittersweet). In this morning’s … Continue reading Bitter and sweet, sweet and bitter
Remembering to breathe
President* Trump, I know that whichever way the election goes over the next days (weeks?), you’ll still technically be president until some time on Wednesday January 20, 2021 (I just checked, the inauguration ceremony time hasn’t been set yet), which is 77 long days from now. Assuming for now, from this temporal perch early on … Continue reading Remembering to breathe
May we refuse to be broken
President* Trump, I know you don’t care at all, but there are lots of us out here who’re struggling if not out right suffering. This morning a friend texted and said that today’s her husband’s birthday but between ACB getting to join the newly cemented Supremacist (this is me) Court, the election, COVID, and everything … Continue reading May we refuse to be broken
Time to play hardball
President* Trump, It started raining in earnest last night. The insistent, steady sort of rain that we’re used to in Seattle – not dramatic at all but definitely enough that a person (or dog….) would be soaked through in less than five minutes. In short, it’s perfect for today. The rain made the air quality … Continue reading Time to play hardball
Trumpian death panels
President* Trump, We’re back in the red “unhealthy” zone as far as air quality this morning after being in the orange zone for what felt like a nanosecond last night. Right now the air quality forecast doesn’t include the orange zone so I can’t tell what it’s called. The yellow zone is “moderate” – just … Continue reading Trumpian death panels
We don’t have to accept leaders who hate us
President* Trump, Yesterday I told you how surreal it feels to have the specter of armed civilians going after other civilians should you win (or lose) be a valid concern and not just overheated, fantastical catastrophizing. It really does seem totally out there most of the time, but then your Caputos say what they say, … Continue reading We don’t have to accept leaders who hate us
Not pretending things are ok
President* Trump, I’ve noticed it for about the last week, most prominently since the DNC convention ended and the RNC circus started, but it’s likely that the deep malaise that comes over me when I’m not occupied with something has been going on much longer and just wasn’t as noticeable. Just to be sure, I … Continue reading Not pretending things are ok
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