I\u2019ve hurt one of my knees again. When I say hurt, I mean chronic stabbing pain.<\/p>\n
Jesse has been very sweet on our walks and is putting up with \u201cold man slow\u201d.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s messing with my sleep and making me really tired. So tired, that doing anything is an almost insurmountable chore.<\/p>\n
On the plus side it\u2019s getting better and each day, the pain is dialing down a bit, or maybe I\u2019m just getting used to it.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ll be doing okay minding my own business, then I\u2019ll catch some stupidity in politics, the government, or the talking heads & think I\u2019ve had a stroke or something because the news and sound bites are just plain insane.<\/p>\n
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I actually dreamt I was watching Kamala Harris on TV and she was in a super diverse room of people. It was an interview, (about what I don\u2019t recall.) Each person that asked her a question was obviously ethnic in some way. Kamala answered in their accent.<\/p>\n
The crowd didn\u2019t like her answers so they started firing questions at her all at once. She tried to answer each person in their local accent and it kept going until not only was Kamala changing accents, but her face was mirroring the characteristics of the person she was focused on. It got faster & faster until finally she didn\u2019t look human anymore.<\/p>\n
Then, where Kamala had been standing at a podium there was suddenly this creature panting from exhaustion. (I just realized It was the old salt monster from the original StarTrek.<\/em>)<\/p>\n The reporters didn\u2019t miss a beat and called the transformation, “a regrettable makeup malfunction\u201d. Then began painting the event as a trick of the light, combined with MAGA digital interference from the internet, being injected into their live television stream.<\/p>\n That\u2019s when I woke up.<\/p>\n I think that in one way or another for the past 10 years politics has been permeating all our waking lives. There was a time when we could pretty much ignore the stupidity. A) The level of individual human stupidity hasn\u2019t changed. B) The concentration of truly stupid people in our government has.<\/p>\n It\u2019s reached a kind of critical mass, it\u2019s no longer about one idiot in the House asking if putting a large naval base on an island will cause the island to capsize. Although watching that Admiral choke back his first, second, third, and fourth responses while maintaining a poker face was amusing.<\/p>\n Now the number of truly idiotic people elected to government offices has tipped the balance such that the outliers are the sane and reasonable suggestions<\/strong><\/em>, and the normal stuff coming out of any office in D.C. is batshit crazy, short bus stupid, or some ugly combination of both.\u00a0<\/p>\n Which brings me to my point. It\u2019s become literally impossible to ignore the buffoonery and it\u2019s become normalized, even if you\u2019re not crazy, you feel like you\u2019re crazy.<\/p>\n That \u201cbackground noise\u201d has a habit of keeping me low level cranky most of the time. At that level, I\u2019m usually in pretty decent control but when you add sharp stabbing pain, well the control slips. And I tend to fire off rants, screeds? without much filtering.\u00a0<\/p>\n All of which is to explain that this blog might be a lot more random than usual. It might also be a little more pithy than usual. So buckle up buttercups, it might be a bumpy ride.<\/p>\n And I apologize in advance.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I\u2019ve hurt one of my knees again. When I say hurt, I mean chronic stabbing pain. Jesse has been very sweet on our walks and is putting up with \u201cold man slow\u201d. It\u2019s messing with my sleep and making me really tired. So tired, that doing anything is an almost insurmountable chore. On the plus … <\/p>\n