i’d taken lady gaga singing the national anthem on inauguration day as a good a sign as any that things were looking up! and with that, the time had arrived for me to put this series to bed, move on to something else, another voice, another narrative, one not so angry, perhaps.
took me a while to decompress from it all, wean myself off of msnbc. and i must say, i’ve really done well for myself - i’ve got the morning news off by nine, strictly rachel’s monday for primetime, velshi on the weekend and dassit. and i gotta say, it really has done wonders for my mental health to be listening to classical music at nine rather than mitchell white wine stumble her way through her hour every day.*
which isn’t to say i haven’t have thoughts, haven’t have feelings about the goings on in this great c*ntry of ours. i have. oh, believe me, i have. but i’ve kept them leveled out and smooth, gently acknowledging them all in my daily meditations, in my mind these little pill shaped creatures of differing hues, gathered together in sort of a friendly mob, happily jumping up and down. i know. you’re probably picturing those goddamn minions *no idea if i’m even allowed to curse on this thing* but i assure you, my feelings are not minions.
i’ve lit up a jay, in the midst of listening to seven hours of old prince, the super deluxe edition of sign o’ the times. inadvertently apropos. not all of the songs are socially conscious as the title track, sometimes it just helps to listen to a train of prince’s funk jams, soothes the soul.
so here we are, dump truck donnie once again screaming across the news with his potential indictment. indictment, ya’ll. and of course he’s like boof socialing his people just like he did two years ago. wall to wall coverage when all i wanted to do was watch velshi for a couple of hours and get on with my day. & of course they had another host filling in for him. *fucking eye roll emoji*
meanwhile the f@sh ‘ol party has got it out for trans people and child bearing folx. i don’t know about you, but something about the division between these two groups of people just fucking reek, REEK, i tell you, of a variation of the southern strategy. lee atwater must be cumming in hell.
& then we have our geriatric president. yeah, i said it. shouldn’t be controversial stating the truth, though. who said during the campaign that he’d be “a bridge to a new generation of leaders.” i had hope, you know, i took the sunova at his word, four years to mentor, feel folx out. four years and then here we are waiting for him to announce while the dnc has just thrown their hands up, “welp, there’s no one else to run” are you kidding me?! one of our two main political parties is handing in my dog ate my homework while six pack joe will be over EIGHTY by the time he takes office for his second term. and stiff jogging across the white house lawn really just does not assuage me on this point. so there’s that.
and willow.* oil drilling in alaska by conoco/phillips. their reasoning they would have lost a challenge in court, so. sure, just throw your hands up, joe, while we now have until 2030 to figure shit out or else, folks.* & from what i’ve read the willow will produce the equivalent of the emissions from two million cars per year for the duration of the project, along with its millions of barrels of oil. this is what he’s leaving for our kids. and it fucking worries me and pisses me off. and everyone else in their right mind.
so here i am, writing this in the relative safety of california, watching my dream of buying one of those run down, flyover victorians posted on instagram dissolve like fairy dust on the proverbial wind. only the wind here is the american f@sh and we’re about to be stuck having to vote for an octogenarian moderate because the polls say whatever they’re saying.
& meanwhile, america burns.
*andrea mitchell & chuck todd retire
*cnn for lack of a paywall
*nyt, gifted :)