Day 275 – 12/15/2020
It was just as cold early this morning as yesterday, but Kim geared up and went walking anyway, bringing back this totally #lfk pic snapped in South Park, and a bagel. Quiet morning… he’s been playing guitar for the last hour or so… I’m spaced off reading and drinking coffee. It’s a Tuesday in December, pre-Christmas, pre-New Year’s, pre-resolution, a gray, cold, breezy day that calls for telling myself “Nothing’s really going to happen today, so just roll with it some more.”
The 2020 election has been certified by the votes of the electoral college, but unlike in any presidential race that I know of, other than Bush/Gore, that fact hasn’t settled the matter. While we wait and hope civil war won’t break out, I’m trying hard to peer through the windows on the other side and arrive at some state of comprehension. As usual, my Twitter friends are helping with that…
The Proud Boys were out on Saturday night, terrorizing Washington, D.C., but they met with a police force determined to protect the city, raising the obvious question, “What are the Proud Boys proud of? Being Meal-Team Six in skirts?”
Then there’s this. People really believe these things and it takes my breath away…
So yeah, I wouldn’t want Uncle Joe either if I thought he was all about THAT shit. A serious problem I see in all this is that the average American can’t define and delineate among the concepts of communism, socialism, fascism, and capitalism. It’s a fuzzy jumble in their brains and “the only possible right answer is capitalism, so just shut up about the rest and stop scaring us. Give us what we think we want.” Fortunately, it looks like they won’t get that, but we do know one thing…
All I want today is peace – from the knowledge that the nation is righting its course, the people I love are safe and well, and the future still holds possibilities for healing. That would be entirely enough for now.
Playing for Time 
Dec 15, 2020 @ 17:21:52
Amen, sister. I want so much to believe the majority of us will be able to get on board and make America, well, the America we knew and loved again. I’m not gonna use his catch phrase. But I am going to be hopeful that things can get on track again. I’m hopeful. That’s a really good feeling, in spite of these crazies and the main crazy man, who soon will no longer be our problem. I know that’s a lot of optimism in the face of what he’s done and keeps trying to do, but, like you, my Pollyanna persona is trying to come out and have that hope.
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Dec 16, 2020 @ 08:33:08
You and I aren’t made to shut down our personalities and decline to participate, so a recognizable world again would be huge.
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