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Down, but most assurdedly, not out
Trying desperately not to rage in public
Most of what I have written lately has been filled with angry rants about the national malaise in which we currently find ourselves, well, half of us, anyway. I have been consumed by all the other tirades in the media fueling the fire within my soul; writing is a great way to vent dark vibes.
My heart is heavy as if I have lost a best friend, which, in this case, is decency. Thankfully, I also consume historical, factual, and less emotionally fueled perspectives for sanity’s sake. I will not deny what has happened, but I also don’t want to be consumed and driven down into a black hole by the blame and the rage assaulting us 24/7.
Balancing my reading and reactions has been my go-to lately. As an Aries, I will most assuredly continue to ram through this shit storm. Funneling my anger in ways that will, in time, be for good. What I will not do is keep it all inside or I will explode.
Wanting so badly to refer to our 47th President as Madam President, President Harris, or Kamala Harris, President of the United States, I’m having a hard time believing that just 1.5% more of voters could or would not go along with what I perceive as a totally conceivable outcome. 1.7% of votes went to other obscure, no-chance, and protest-vote candidates. Don’t get me started on those who…
