It’s sunny but in the getting chilly range, and ICE and Customs and Border Patrol are appearing before a federal judge in Chicago to explain themselves regarding the brutality they have used in this beautiful city.
So that should be fun for us. Not so much for them.
I saw earlier we may have rain today but that seems wildly unlikely, looking at the sky. But things can change.
Things can always change.
I’m tired today, I didn’t sleep well, and this morning it’s given me a bit of an edge. I may not be my normal sweet-as-pie self.
You can stop laughing.
Seriously.
Laughing that hard is probably bad for you.
Last week we did our #OneNiceThing challenge, and I’m hoping to carry it on, now, when we need it most. No pressure, but it can really change how you’re feeling.
Won’t change feeling tired, though. But.
Things can always change.
Over seven MILLION people in this country marched for No Kings on Saturday. Seven MILLION.
Estimates in Chicago alone were 250,000. That was at the downtown rally and march, there were dozens of more localized events as well.
We are all hating this chaotic march into fascism, ragged and disorganized and horrific and apparently led by the people who can’t do the maze on the back of a children’s menu at an almost-defunct diner. And yet with the determination of toddlers, they press on.
I hope the courts will be the adults in the room.
But there’s one court we can’t count on and that’s the one that matters.
I wonder if John Roberts always dreamed of being the man to destroy the Constitution, if this is his life’s work.
He is a man who will be remembered with derision, if he is remembered at all, because if that narcissist in charge gets his way, all the people who helped tear down the pillars of law in this country will be forgotten, and only his own name will remain.
Even if all of society falls, and that’s not outside the realm of possibility, John Roberts will likewise fade into the oblivion of unwritten history, and all this attempt for a legacy will be for nothing.
How he doesn’t see that, I don’t know.
Considering he wants to be the most powerful person in the country, or even the world. It’s written into every decision.
Instead, he will be an insignificant worker bee, a nothing, a glitch, a seat that could have been filled by anyone.
It’s a bitter satisfaction we can take from that, but it’s a satisfaction.
But things could always change.
Now are you sorry for laughing at that sweet-as-pie comment?
Anyway, that’s it for me on this tired Monday, my brain still barely at a hum. I wish you a wonderful day.






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