I’m still working on the song in my head. I got distracted trying out different drum kits and creating them with my own sounds. I created one of nothing but sounds my cat makes. Because I can, that’s why. Also, because getting my cat to do anything nine times merits documentation. You never know when having… I can’t even type the rest of that thought with a straight face. Now that 45’s attempt to repeal the ACA failed, I suppose I should end my healthcare boycott and reschedule the mammogram and annual appearance with my shrink. It’s a shitty victory party, but I’ll add a slice of chocolate cake afterward to make it better.
Now that I’ve fully surrendered to adulthood by becoming politically informed and active, I think from a far larger perspective. I’m a citizen of earth. I recognize my responsibility to the planet. I understand survival. In the biggest picture (the only one that matters), the validity of my existence is heavily contingent on my aiding millennials in reaching their potential. It’s logical which means it’s easy for me to accept. Fortunately, it still allows me to enjoy what’s left of my lifespan. It’s not a burden, it’s an imperative truth for those who want homo sapiens to survive and thrive as a species. Evolution is a slow process in comparison to a human lifespan. It’s essentially nonexistent in those terms. It’s easy to forget how fragile we are as a species. I’m guessing cutting the CDC’s budget will become a potent reminder. 45 is bad for humanity.
My blood pressure spiked when Sessions ignored the question about the white terrorist who killed an African American recently. Sessions is a racist who lied under oath with no repercussions as the fucking Attorney General. His appointment to the position is likely more about his willingness to conspire with Putin than his overt racism, though. Clearly, if you’re willing to sell America out to Putin, you’re White House material, now. It’s Bizarro World. I finally got the explanation I can accept regarding 45’s supporters. From Psychology Today, of all places!
“The knowledge and intelligence that are required to be good at a task are often the same qualities needed to recognize that one is not good at that task — and if one lacks such knowledge and intelligence, one remains ignorant that one is not good at the task. This includes political judgment.”
In my own words, you can’t comprehend what you can’t comprehend. It’s #MuslimWomensDay. I’ve been reading poetry written by Muslim women for hours (I don’t work on Mondays). I like being reminded we’re all so much alike, despite our diversity. The family I lived with in Saudi were no different than my ‘weekend family’ in Germany, or my Panamanian American family, Korean American family, or Mexican American family. I acquired so many families in my travels because they made me feel like I was at home. They showed me we all basically want the same thing; what’s best for the children. It’s our inherent desire for survival as a species. I’m off to read more poems.