Given the image the AI generated, it agrees.
It’s a gray, foggy day, and above all things this morning, I am annoyed. Base-level irritated, but that could change at any moment.
And not to less irritated.
Whether this second cup of coffee is a help or a hinderance, I can’t be sure.
What an odd time to be alive.
An economic disaster completely dreamed up, voiced, backed by and nearly implemented by one man and his weird followers was averted because he decided or was coerced into not doing it. And that’s being treated as a “win.”
That’s like when I add things to my to-do list that I’ve already done so that I can cross them off.
Only terrible. And life-threatening.
No one is a hero for cleaning up the mess that they’ve made, or, in this case, smearing it with a dirty rag and calling it clean. And it doesn’t mean they should be off the hook for making it in the first place.
And I can’t believe I am writing these words out loud for an audience of adults because it sounds like a kindergarten lesson.
I’ll put it this way. This is not my favorite era.
So this is a day when I have no patience. This is a day when I feel like at least the rest of us can act like adults, with sprinkles of common sense and common courtesy.
There is no need for the rest of us to lose our humanity because of the Toddler Tantrum Pageant we are all forced to attend, every day and all day. And for people who complained about “participation trophies,” that sure seems to be what they’re doing now, only the “trophies” are high-profile federal jobs.
And yet, as you can see, it’s a struggle not to be annoyed by it all, and then annoyed by people being annoying on top of all the annoyance.
So I will allow myself to be annoyed, and shall endeavor only to take it out on the people who provoke it. What more can I do on a Tuesday?
I hope you have a great day.
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