I see the cold as an omen.
I see it as a reminder that ‘Global Warming’ is ‘Fake News.’ I see it as symbolic of the pain we have endured during the past year as we see the little progress that we, as a country have made toward being more human, whittled away by a régime that is hell bent on being destructive and somehow appealing to some strange faction of the American countryside.
I don’t believe that this régime is legal. I don’t have the ability to disprove its legitimacy, but I believe that that fact is pretty obvious to most of us.
My intention was not to write again about my displeasure with the national and world situation, but honestly, those emotions are hard to avoid as they keep bubbling up like a nasty acid reflux that is not only damaging in and of itself, but can also cause cancer by repeated action.
It has been a tough year.
I can only hope that the ordeal only lasts one presidential term. I really thought that it would not last this long, but as we see, that prediction was incorrect.
So, on the bright side, the day is sunny, crisp, and beautiful. Although it is colder than I would like, it is Chicago, after all. We have much to be thankful for. One good side of all of this national trauma, is that it has brought the good people together with a common enemy, it has brought out the Arts, with a vengeance, to support our efforts, it has even, through its negativity, brought about the ‘Me Too’ movement, which although seemingly funneling into a witch hunt, has brought out numerous allegations of sexual inappropriateness.
Sometimes I just let the thoughts go where they want to and although not wanting to be really negative, I just couldn’t help myself. Here’s to an improved New Year of 2018.
To think that I complained about George W. Bush…