Midsummer Week in Bizarro World

 

I'm still trying to get my sea legs in this bizarro timeline. It was thrilling to see all the protests, and the feeble parade he threw for himself. One third of my entire town turned out to sing on the Commons. It would've been great to go, but wheelchairs and grass and rain don't go well together. I miss protesting!

 

Today Cheato von Tweeto's leaving the G7 "to attend to the Iran-Israel situation". My ass. I'm sure he's just being ignored and can't take it. Narcissists are vampires for attention.

Right? Every day is surprise day. Except it's usually bad, and quite surreal.

And I have the best vodka on Earth and can't drink it. These are the times we're living. Perhaps my mother was right, this is Hell. Where else would be so beautiful and cruel?

 

However, this may be the 3rd weekend of no rain or snow in 2025. It's raining today, of course.

 

Be well.

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Does Anybody Remember Laughter?

It's been a lifetime since I last visited this blog, much less posted. I find little to say and less I want to think about.

My country's government has been usurped by a 40+ year-old plan hatched by plutocrats and those who can be bought. We are headed directly into a fascist dictatorship, fueled by hatred and paranoia from the gullible who voted for the Antichrist. My brother and his family are among that ilk. I can barely speak to him. And how he went from being a Berner in NJ to a MAGAt in FL is a mystery.

There are inhabitants in the government that I absolutely hate with the white hot hatred of a thousand suns. Never had that pure hatred in my 66 years. This is what we've all learned now; how to truly hate. 

If we make it we can all sit back and laugh, but I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vXrpFxHfppI 

(copy and paste; Gurgle won't let me post the hot link)

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