Another sunny one, much warmer today, and I sit here, at the keyboard, so disgusted with people I’m not even sure where to make start.
Oh look at that.
I already have.
There is a trope in media about kids wanting to run away and join the circus. It never sounded like a fun idea to me, largely because I didn’t like the clowns.
They’re so mean.
Menacing, too, if you really look at them in all that paint.
Welp, all that careful avoiding running away to join the circus didn’t pay off at all because the circus has joined us.
And I don’t like the clowns.
They’re so mean.
And menacing under all that paint they claim they don’t wear.
You know I like to do my research and bring you links and numbers but I don’t even have to leave my typing to tell you everything, everything is more expensive, and this time it’s not price gouging and price fixing casually described as “inflation.”
It’s one terrible decision after another, decisions so bad, so baseless, so obvious in outcome, they could only have been made with the malicious intent to harm.
I mean.
No one is really that inept, are they?
At this level, that feels like an excuse. And if it’s true, then how can anyone be in those positions, if they can’t see the simple, natural consequences of actions?
They’ve thrown us up on the tightrope, spotlights hot and fierce, with no net.
There are going to be disasters. There already are disasters.
And all those people who bought tickets for the show, the people born every minute, described by probably someone other than P.T. Barnum, since there is no evidence he said it, as “suckers,” are shocked to find they’re chow for the leopards act.
Big cats are so entertaining. Unless you’re lunch.
Anyway, that’s enough of a rant for a late Tuesday morning. Let’s get ourselves out of this stifling tent work to get some fresh air.
Have a great Tuesday.
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