Go Darke

Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it


Between a rock and a hard place

It must have been about a year ago. Maybe. Like most people I imagine, recent memory has blurred into something the color of television static. I was discussing with one of my American friends, how awful the Democratic primaries were. I hadn’t really warmed up to any of the candidates (yet)… and I made this off-handed remark about how this was all a charade and that it would be Biden-Harris in the end.

At the time it was a tongue-in-cheek remark meant to bait my friend (who turned into a committed member of the Yang-gang). It was the most awful combination I could think of. The doddering old man paired up with the psychopathic viper. When Tulsi absolutely eviscerated Kamala that one fateful debate night, I was genuinely cheerful.

Of course now…

Damn. I feel like one of those sports-fans who thinks they influenced the game by screaming at the television. Is this all my fault?

I mean it probably is.

Not that I have a horse in this particular race. I am after-all not American. But I do fervently care about what happens in the domain of freedom and liberty. As, I imagine, everyone who cares about these ‘platitudes’ should.

Trump-Pence. Or Biden-Harris. What a shit choice.

*rubs his eyes in frustration*

I’d obviously vote for Jo Jorgensen. Mostly because of her name-sake. (People named Jo are the best!) And maybe because of her libertarian tendencies (which I also kinda like).

In any event, I just wanted to commiserate with the all the peeps that have been kicked in the face by Covid and now find themselves politically homeless.

Just keep on swimming.


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