We are nearly there. Nearly, nearly there. And of course fears that there will be an assassination attempt mount, especially after the attempted coup.
Not enough is being made of the attempted coup, the genuine insurrection aimed at murdering the first, second and third in line for the presidency, as well as members of Congress. Not enough is being made of trump’s part in it.
Speaking of, I read that “someone” had spray painted “Unfair” in the Presidential bedroom. “Someone.” I only saw it from one source so I can’t guarantee that it’s true, but it does seem awfully on brand.
So here we are, on that sharp, sharp edge of uncertainty and delicious, lovely change, not knowing what trump will yet try to do. But no matter what that is, as of just how ever many hours it is when you read this, he will be an ordinary citizen with no special protections and zero power.
We can feel you holding your breath with us, world. Have a great Tuesday, tomorrow the real America returns.
Let’s say it clearly for anyone confused: we’re not letting an armed insurrection intended to overthrow an election go. We’re not pretending a domestic terror attack is no biggie. What happened was a coup, and Republicans incited and enabled it.
And continue to do so by not removing trump.
So my friends around the world, keep criticizing the way Republicans are trying to make us all pretend it never happened, the way they, like the person covering for an abusive spouse, say he’s learned his lesson and he’ll never do it again. The global incredulity helps.
We are well on track to a better country, but we need to cut out the rot. That means expelling complicit member of Congress, including those who refused to wear masks in order to deliberately infect their colleagues with COVID. We need criminal prosecutions.
No one is above the law, and we will prove it. Have a great Tuesday.
I am not sure how it’s only Tuesday, and yet somehow it is. The days have suddenly gotten very long, and not in that lovely summer sense.
Today is a historical turning point, and right now it could go either way. Keep us bogged in the mire, or throw us a rope out of this swap and into something so very much better.
Boy I hope it’s B.
It’s gray out today, threatening but not doing anything, and I’m not sure if it would be rain or snow. It’s quiet and it’s like the whole world is holding its breath, which, presumably, it is.
So if you’re in Georgia and can help make the world better today by turning the Senate blue, please, for the love of all that is not our government officials exploiting us and using us as chum for their own enrichment, go vote. We’re counting on you.
And that’s it for me today. Have a great Tuesday, if that really is the day we’re still on.
It’s very gray out today, it’s supposed to snow but I don’t see any sign of it yet. I’m probably the only person to feel this way (so much sarcasm), but I’m very tired of the pandemic, especially given this could have been under control but for the deliberate actions of a political party actively encouraging spread.
So when only some people take precautions, it goes on and on and on. Oh yay.
I guess I’m not in a great mood today. Glad the weather and I are in agreement.
At least we’re on the edge of change, even that which is being changed doesn’t want to go. Though that’s often the way, but nonetheless, it’s going. And that’s a relief.
And that’s it for me today, light week, light on the thoughts. Have a great Tuesday.
It’s very sunny today, maybe even aggressively so, and I can tell it’s a day when my focus will be scattered. I’m already trying to do three things at one time.
Maybe if I had eight arms like an octopus I could channel it into something useful. Take note, genetic engineers.
Again there were technical problems with my workout, but I figured out a workaround, which seems unfair before coffee or even, you know, a workout, to get the brain going. I’m not sure what is happening with the site, but I may shake up my routine this week if it continues.
Otherwise I’m just plodding onward, one foot in front of the other toward January, waiting for the malevolent force that is trump to ooze back into the woodwork.
And that’s it for me today in this bright, bright sun. Have a great Tuesday.
At least I’m starting with the right day today. I think. I’m pretty sure. Yeah, right day.
It’s both sunny and cloudy, I’m not really sure what the weather wants to do, and neither is the weather, it seems. Even mitch mcconnell has acknowledged that President-elect Biden won the election, and we are heading into the last wind-down of the year.
It’s been a doozy.
But finally an end is in sight, and with the electoral college done, we are well on our way back to political sanity. What a relief that will be.
I’m hoping it eases the path to creativity, I know I’m not the only one who has found imagination challenging while the real world gripped us here in a suffocating headlock. I guess we’ll see in just over a month.
Just over a month.
And that’s all I have today. Have a great Tuesday, which I nearly called Wednesday, so I don’t have it all straight after all.
It’s gray again today and I’m tired, it was a night full of vivid dreams that have melded into a nonspecific blur. It’s quietish, but there’s some kind of construction noise in the near distance. Or maybe a helicopter.
I can’t quite tell.
We are in Day One Million of Republicans trying to make votes worthless, of Republicans attempting to cling to power while throwing out the Constitution in the process. Such a vile bunch.
We need to win the Senate with those two seats in Georgia. Win the Senate, fix the world.
Meanwhile I am looking forward to all the bribes and illegal conduct getting exposed, that should be fun fun fun, as long as we find out about it. We may just get another string of retirements.
Anyway, it turns out my coffee isn’t doing much today, which is weird, because it’s full strength. So I’m going to think about upping the caffeine level coursing through my veins, and you have a great Tuesday.
This time around, I’ve started doing grocery delivery. There are no words to describe how fantastic it is to browse without trying to maintain six feet of distance, especially when others refuse to do the same.
But make sure to tip the shopper well, because it’s not an easy job right now.
Instead of winding my way through the aisles of the supermarket, at this exact moment I am typing this blog, the food magically on its way to me. I’m not entirely sure I’ll change this habit when we’re finally clear of the pandemic.
I hope we’re soon finally clear of the pandemic.
The idiotic lawsuits from trump have faded into an annoying background whine, it seems no one now is paying much attention, we have moved on, the world has moved on. Everyone but trump and his nebulous backers have moved on. But it’s over, the states are certified, Biden has won, in two weeks the electors will meet and that will be that.
It’s funny how embarrassing trump has made this for himself, when he could have pretended to have a little dignity. But he’s like a pathetic little boy who refuses to believe he doesn’t get the trophy. He’s not getting the trophy. And now he’s breaking things on his way out.
Anyway, my groceries are getting closer and I have Tuesday things to do. Have a great day.
I’m having a hard time believing it’s not at least Wednesday, but here we are on Tuesday. It’s gray and wet out, I don’t know if it’s rain, sleet or snow, but we might have any or all of them today. Yay.
I have to go back to the drug store, they didn’t have one of my prescriptions, and the thought fills me with dread. It was not fun yesterday.
Not fun at all.
Meanwhile the states are certifying the election so the tantrum is almost over. But we must never, ever forget these last four years or try to to smooth them over into something better than they were, or we will have them back again.
It’s amazing, no one is telling trump it’s time for him to retire the way they did with Clinton. They’re not saying it’s time for him to go knit and be with his grandchildren. No they’re talking about how Republicans would back him for a 2024 run.
As the sun sets on the trump regime, all I see are Republicans trying to inflict as much damage as possible upon their own country to serve their own ends. It’s nauseating.
There is this thing about powerful men, and let us be clear, it’s always men, where the entire world must conform to their whims. Thousands upon thousands upon thousands of miles away in Russia, normal people try to live normal lives while putin slakes his unquenchable greed and megalomania; here as COVID burns free we watch as the trumps and the entire Republican party laugh and laugh like demons in a nightmare.
There is real evil in the world, and it appears that evil seeks power.
Thanks to the foresight of some people who lived hundreds of years ago, and people who lived at the beginning of the last century, plucking trump off the skin of America like a tick is not impossible. Come January, no matter what he says, he will be gone.
But, like that tick, he’ll leave behind that nasty head in the form of the Republicans still in control. Hopefully we can dig that head out in Georgia in January.
And that’s Tuesday, ended on a gross metaphor. Have a great day.