To me it’s fairly clear that Trump is holding on to necessary supplies until the Red and Swing States need them, at which point he’ll come to their rescue to ensure their votes. It’s cynical, and thus, I am sorry to say, likely true. Which means that he’s committing genocide–I am watching it happen in real time in the city where I live–and all pretenses of non-fascism have been dropped.
The electoral college is dreck. The alleged checks and balances are dreck. Federalism itself is dreck. We’re back to functioning as individual states–not that I didn’t feel my true country was already NYC rather than the USA.
Nothing is in place to address the self-serving virulence–and, yes, that noun is very deliberate–of a demon leader masquerading as a human being. For what threatens us most is Virus Trump, propagated by his cronies and cult members; by ignorance, greed, and selfishness (aka capitalism). One very small satisfaction: After we are released back into the wild, people may spread out across the country since living clumped together will re-trigger trauma. If that occurs, consider how this will radically change that our alleged electoral college and overall elections. O how the GOP will then weep.
The American experiment is over. Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, I had an egg sandwich for lunch.
Friends, I know I’ve been quiet here but it’s because I’ve been cooking up a way to be of service. After weeks of soul searching and software re-searching, I am happy to announce I am now booking Zoom appointments for my Life in the Time of COVID-19 tarot readings. To divine how to serve yourself and others during this upheaval, this spread focuses on tools to activate your personal healing and expansion. My goal is to support everyone—myself included—during this time of great need and great change. No one will be turned away due to lack of funds, and you are welcome to donate more or book a comprehensive intuitive session if you are financially sourced. Call it an economy of love, because love will be our only true currency as we rise from the ashes of illness and hardship.
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I’m so obsessed with The Hunger (1983) right now, streaming on the Criterion Channel, which is the best $10 monthly investment you can make in your cinematic education. Directed by Tony Scott (Top Gun!), this blue-blue valentine stars Susan Sarandon and Catherine Deneuve as a lady doctor and lady vampire respectively who embark upon lady carnal love. Oh, and you know who’s the spurned lover in this scenario? Mr David Bowie, that’s who. Really it’s so futile to resist this movie that I don’t see why you’d try. The plot may be as flimsy as GOP logic but its cerulean desire—not to mention fear and horror of physical intimacy—is just so of the moment. Dig if you will this picture.
To me it’s fairly clear that Trump is holding on to necessary supplies until the Red and Swing States need them, at which point he’ll come to their rescue to ensure their votes. It’s cynical, and thus, I am sorry to say, likely true. Which means that he’s committing genocide–I am watching it happen in real time in the city where I live–and all pretenses of non-fascism have been dropped.
One very small satisfaction: After we are released back into the wild, people may spread out across the country since living clumped together will re-trigger trauma. If that occurs, consider how this will radically change that our alleged electoral college and overall elections. O how the GOP will then weep.
Friends, I know I’ve been quiet here but it’s because I’ve been cooking up a way to be of service. After weeks of soul searching and software re-searching, I am happy to announce I am now booking Zoom appointments for my Life in the Time of COVID-19 tarot readings. To divine how to serve yourself and others during this upheaval, this spread focuses on tools to activate your personal healing and expansion. My goal is to support everyone—myself included—during this time of great need and great change. No one will be turned away due to lack of funds, and you are welcome to donate more or book a comprehensive intuitive session if you are financially sourced. Call it an economy of love, because love will be our only true currency as we rise from the ashes of illness and hardship.
I’m so obsessed with The Hunger (1983) right now, streaming on the Criterion Channel, which is the best $10 monthly investment you can make in your cinematic education. Directed by Tony Scott (Top Gun!), this blue-blue valentine stars Susan Sarandon and Catherine Deneuve as a lady doctor and lady vampire respectively who embark upon lady carnal love. Oh, and you know who’s the spurned lover in this scenario? Mr David Bowie, that’s who. Really it’s so futile to resist this movie that I don’t see why you’d try. The plot may be as flimsy as GOP logic but its cerulean desire—not to mention fear and horror of physical intimacy—is just so of the moment. Dig if you will this picture.