If you, like me, are a fan of “The Good Place,” (tragically beginning its final season tomorrow), you will understand this simile, as I feel much like Chidi and his marshmallow peeps chili.
Here’s the scene because it’s brilliant.
ANYWAY, with the news of the reality that the Russia investigation didn’t even slow trump down when it comes to illegally soliciting information from foreign governments, nor leveraging US assets to do so, I kind of feel like my brain is broken. So much corruption. So out in the open.
But because Mitch McConnell is personally profiting, he will prevent trump from facing any consequences.
So that’s neat.
It’s kind of additionally Peep-chili-prompting to think that a single man can hold the entire US government hostage. Of course, it’s not just him, it’s his whole party, or they would remove him.
And here we are.
Yes, that’s more politics than I usually go into here, but you can’t sit in the middle of an inferno and remark upon the weather for politeness’ sake.
I hope you have as good a Wednesday as is possible.
Hey. You. Yes you. Right there. Reading this. Back up your files. Like right now.
This morning, I had some technical difficulties and as I sat staring at a disturbingly blank screen, I realized I hadn’t backed up recently, and certainly not since I finished the first draft of a novel.
Of a NOVEL.
All’s fine and well and peachy keen now, but you better believe that the moment I saw that sweet, sweet home screen, I backed up. Just as my computer had been telling me for days.
Maybe it wanted to teach me a lesson. They’re getting smarter all the time.
So some real wisdom for a Wednesday. Have a wonderful day.
I’ve always thought the beauty and the interesting bits were in our differences. I’m fascinated by the nuance of lives different from mine; it’s one of the reasons I so love to travel.
Now those differences are used as handholds to tear us apart, to isolate us, to break us into smaller chunks much easier for authoritarian regimes to swallow. Make us each independently concerned for our very survival.
Crowbar the fissures.
Our days have been quite chilling up until now, but I fear worse days ahead. So this is what I ask of you.
Remember that there are others also fearing for their futures, for their safety. Remember that differences are not a marker of competition but of humanity expressed in another way.
Remember we owe one another our support. Remember we need to see the obstacles ahead, not only our own, but those faced by others as well.
Or those obstacles will take root, broaden, and imprison us all.
Take the time to let someone else know you see them today. Hope your day goes well.