It’s beautifully sunny, it’s warmer and I’m edgy. I have no idea why, but I feel like there’s electricity in the air.
Not necessarily the good kind.
It could be from the news that the insurrectionists aren’t finished yet, they have big bloody plans and that is unsettling to say the least. This world has been forever changed by that former guy, and not for the better. Imagine living your life content with the knowledge you only harmed the world and never helped it.
And that’s where we are.
I wonder how much of the old world we can get back. So many of us knew it would be like this, knew what was coming, that’s why we cried despite the mocking. And it’s clear that now that Republicans have been revealed for what they truly are, they continue to plow ahead, undeterred, shockingly unashamed.
And somehow call it patriotism.
Anyway, that’s enough of that. Have a great Friday and a fantastic weekend.
So many people talking about “unity” and “bipartisanship,” and what they mean is Democrats doing what Republicans want or Republicans will whine about it and the media will run with it. Well, been there, done that.
Burned the t-shirt.
We know the games, the ones where absolutely nothing from Republicans is treated as “compromise,” while Democrats are demonized for not giving Republicans–who lost the House, the Senate and the White House because voters didn’t want them in control–control. It’s a new day.
And we’re going to call it out.
The nonsense is nonsense and it will not stand. Every time you see it, say something. Ridicule the ridiculous.
Bipartisanship means compromise, not capitulation. If Republicans want to be involved in creating solutions rather than problems they’re welcome to hop aboard; otherwise they can stop their incessant, endless whining and internalize the reality that Democrats won.
They gave credence to the Big Lie, knowing themselves that it wasn’t true, ignoring the contradiction of their accepting their own election results while rejecting President Biden’s. They watched as trump stopped President Biden’s briefings from the Pentagon, as people like Michael Flynn advised him to use the military to overthrow the government.
They knew. We saw what was coming; they had more data that we did.
So here we are, with Republicans throwing a tantrum over not getting the whole pie, and poised to shrug at planned attempt to end the United States as we know it. Hold them accountable.
It’s brightly sunny today, swaths of white snow against the bare trees and honestly, it’s beautiful in that chilly, wintry way. We’re at the end of January, at least for you and me, because next time we chat it will be February.
About a year since we were told that there was nothing to worry about with COVID-19. Now we’re fast approaching a half-million Americans dead.
I’m still edgy, still unsure of what trump and Republicans will do, still not sure if they will again try to topple the Constitution. I had a dream trump detonated a nuclear weapon, he’s that closely lurking in my subconscious, even though I want nothing more than to purge him.
So that’s where we are, here on the edge of another month, our first full one under the Biden-Harris Administration. Still waiting for confirmations for Cabinet members as Republicans try to delay the inevitable.
Anyway, that’s it for me today, a bit meandery, ready to focus on other things. Have a great Friday and a wonderful, restful weekend.
It’s gray again, I’m not sure if we’re getting more snow. I’m extra tired today, I don’t know if it’s the weather or a night of dreams that were intense at the time but completely forgotten when I woke.
The coffee didn’t help.
I’m struck as we get further into this new reality–a whole week!–how much Republicans whine. About everything. They are maligned; we are outrageous with our demands that a literal attempt to overthrow the government be addressed; we are snowflakes who need safe spaces and yet the talk of a consequence to them is “cancel culture.”
Dramatic eye roll.
They solve nothing, they do nothing that doesn’t enrich or empower themselves. Instead they are the very embodiment of that which they vilify: people always on the lookout for a handout, wanting money but no work, on the grandest of scales.
So call it out whenever you see it, the “woe is me” the “we’re the real victims here.” These are people who tore families apart and put children in concentration camps, older ones left to care for the younger, without adequate food, shelter, blankets, beds, bedding, hygiene, medical attention. They are monsters, set to justify the monstrous while all the while saying we’re doing the damage by shedding the light.
They are not victims. They are predators. And they’ve fed on the soul of this nation long enough.
We’ve finally gotten a real snowstorm and outside it’s all whirling wind and air thick with white, the flakes too small and too mean to see. First real snow of the season, I think, we’ve a had a little before this but this storm promises to stalwartly dump snow throughout the day.
I don’t mind it.
Not sure why, but I thought that now, nearly a week into the restoration of our nation, I’d be feeling much better. And yet I don’t, and I can largely point to the Republicans doing their best to keep things as messed up as they were, while pretending they’re doing something noble out of the other side of their mouths.
Frustrating doesn’t begin to cover it.
It’s not like I thought they’d suddenly become good people, but I’m just so ready for change. And there goes the last of my coffee.
So today will be a day filled with cozy hot drinks, and maybe some Twitter avoidance.
Some. Not total. It’s not like I became a different person overnight. Anyway, have a great Tuesday, rain snow or shine.
Well here we are, the first Friday after the end of our national (global) nightmare, and adjustment is interesting. Under trump, there was always this fear that something terrible would happen at any second, that one of his threats would come to fruition.
He had no limits, no restraint and seemed ready to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted, and wow did he hate us. And now we have President Biden, a real president, one motivated by the best interests of the country and not his personal vendettas.
Quite a change.
Yesterday I was tired and draggy, but today I feel like I purged some of that, leached out some of the toxicity loading my body for four long years. It will be a process, I think.
But all the bad is clearing out, making ample space for the good to come, the new to come. Almost hard to believe it’s real, but it’s sinking in.
And that’s me for Friday. Have a wonderful day and a great weekend.
It might be sunny, it might be cloudy, really it’s hard to tell. A little of each, maybe.
I am struggling for insight today, as the horrors of the terrorist attack and attempted coup are revealed, one by terrible one. This is where allowing people to fictionalize reality leads.
And that’s where we’re going today, then. Do not allow others to choose the words to describe reality. Too easily, terrorists become “protesters,” and an insurrection a “riot.” Clear-intentioned antifascists become meaningless “antifa,” which also allows room for the cutesy name of “profa” for fascists (or pro-fascists, but that is just painfully redundant. A person in favor of fascists is a fascist).
Suddenly no one knows who the bad guys are. Spoiler alert, it’s always the fascist.
The group that has gotten everyone to call them “pro-life” has executed prisoners at an incredible rate and just tried to murder members of Congress, killing 5 people, and failing to kill more not for lack of trying. The pro-police, Blue Lives Matter, thin blue line “just comply” crowd beat a police officer to death and sent something like 50 more to the hospital.
Stop letting them control the narrative. Challenge it every time.
As the enormity of what those terrorists did on Wednesday sinks in, as their intent to assassinate members of Congress becomes clearer, it’s difficult to take a day as a normal thing. It feels like we are still in the midst of something, and President Biden cannot arrive soon enough.
The excuses and the normalization from Republicans are nauseating. The ones who have supported this Big Lie, the claim that a legitimate election was somehow stolen, when they know it was not, must see consquences.
This is not like 2016, where we have proof, even some of it from Republicans in Senate, that trump coordinated with Russia to “win.” And with a Justice Department not under his purview, we might discover just how extensive that help was.
No, these were lies created from nothing at all, examined and rejected in court after court after court. Did Putin aid in Wednesday’s coup?
I suspect we will find out.
So here we are, regular citizens of the United States, regular citizens of Russia, separated by thousands of miles and a system that will remove trump next Wednesday, whatever he says. I hope, some day, the same for you, freedom from an oppressive dictator, and the right to have a say in your own government. We’ve gotten a taste of what you live under these last four years.
And that’s it for me, here on this Monday, nine days from getting rid of trump. Have a great day.