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Last night we had the kind of rain that throws itself against the windows, punctuated by some loud, deep growls of thunder. The temperature came down, too, and while I wouldn’t call today cool, it’s about ten degrees cooler than yesterday.

More rain ahead.

Maybe sooner rather than later.

There’s an elephant in the room, in more than one way, and frankly I don’t feel remotely like I thought I might on the cusp of the 4th of July marking 250 years of the US.

What should have been a fun whole year for everyone in this country has been usurped by a man who believes himself the center of the universe, as repugnant a universe as that would be. And there are still attempts to make jolly, but our present really makes the past impossible to see beyond.

Maybe that should be taken as a gift.

The tattered paper has fallen off and the clear-glass view to the founding of this nation has no rose-colored glass to protect it. There is no longer a way to talk about “in historical context” or how different things were then or how things have changed.

Because the people calling the shots are vocally, clearly, embracing that very same cruelty, the very same brutality that somehow ran hand-in-hand with a declaration of freedom.

It wasn’t about the time period.

It was about the people.

And in 250 years, those people have not changed. What they’ve proven is they need a societal structure that prevents the indulging of the worst of humanity, because the worst of humanity is alive and well.

The worst of humanity would bring back human enslavement if it could, and before you tut at me, before you call me hysterical, before you tell me I’m overreacting, take a moment and think about all the other things we were “hysterical” about, all the other things we “exaggerated,” all the other things that were deemed, somehow, out of bounds.

Take with that the desire for technology that looks and functions like humans but doesn’t object, doesn’t sleep, doesn’t eat, doesn’t have needs, doesn’t have wants.

Yes, they want us to forget the inhumanity that supported, built, sustained this country’s founding, the theft of land and resources, the theft of actual human people.

So much so that they are trying to erase it all in real time.

But look at what they’ve done now, these republicans. They have exposed their yearning for a past, not in the previous century but the one before that and the one before that.

It was never context.

I don’t think I’ll be celebrating. I doubt I’ll even notice the date, beyond turning my daily calendar. I do, however, hope we’ll have something to celebrate a few years from now.

Anyway, that’s it for me today, I hope you have a great Friday and a fabulous weekend.

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