Sunny today, but chilly again, it’s only supposed to get to the mid-40s F, which I’m told is 4.44 C. Such specificity for such vagueness.
Not a bad rate of exchange.
This morning I’m wondering if “AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH” counts as a post. Because, if so, I think I speak for us all when I say…
AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.
If not, my fingers better get to typing.
And it’s not something specific, for people prone to concern, it’s only that constant feeling of being overwhelmed with everything that’s happening. And I have talked about the big wave hitting.
Yet the big waves recede as well. Yes, the water rushing out will reveal the damage of the water rushing in, but the fact remains, tides turn.
False hope is not something I want to peddle in, grand schemes of lacy intricacy based in the echoes of footfalls someone else heard. That’s not a useful exercise, and its only outcome is disappointment.
But that doesn’t mean no hope.
Though the goal seemed to hurt us and only us, that’s not what’s happening. And people who are getting hurt, corporations who are getting the worst kind of hurt, money hurt, have a lot of power.
It’s a swinging teetertotter right now.
It could go either way.
The whole thing could break.
But keeping heat on republican members of Congress is our best way forward. Keeping focus on the issues they claim to care about–military; the economy; business; the Constitution–is the best way forward.
As overnight as this feels, it isn’t. And there won’t be an overnight solution, either.
Still.
There’s room for better. There’s absolutely room for not worse.
Some things are way, way beyond any control we may have. Some things we cannot do ourselves, and that’s another lesson to learn.
For now, though, let’s all give a hearty AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH.
And get on with it.
Have a great Wednesday.
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