I guess Im back

I mean, we’ll see. All I know is that I can’t post my thoughts on social media anymore, because just going there lets the crazy in. Since November 2024, I’ve been trying my best to hide from the news because I’ve seen this film before, and I hated every minute of it. I’ve always thought I had a strong heart – I mean, you know I have been through some shit in my life – but none of that prepared me for days like this past Friday.

I don’t want to go into the details; you’ve probably seen the headlines, but I feel so helpless that it really makes me sad. And I just can’t carry it around by myself anymore. I mean, why is no one doing anything?? Why is no one stepping up to say, “Hey, you South African Manchurian Candidate, you have no authority to be here under the US Constitution?” And why are we letting these bullies wipe their big white hineys with that document?

Anyway, I just don’t want to talk about it anymore, because I am so powerless, which I know is what “they” want me to feel, yada, yada, but what’s anyone doing? I’m just a suburban post-menopausal mom going through her first year of Empty-Nest Syndrome. If Beyonce couldn’t make a difference, what am I supposed to do?

But enough kvetching about that. I have thoughts, which I used to post on Facebook, et al, but I can’t go there anymore because even though I am trying my best to avoid the news (like when I want to play World, I just type in World. I avoid the front pages altogether), but it’s still seeping through in my Facebook and Blusky feeds, bringing me down, so I’m going to try to live here for a while.

If you hear anything about a revolution or someone coming to save us, or if you need to hide in my basement, feel free to contact me here.