We’ve been traveling quite a bit, and just busy in general, so I haven’t been posting (although I do update the events page). Sorry about that. And then, when I attempted to write a post last night, it degenerated quickly. I am currently terrified of a Trump presidency. It’s at the forefront of my mind, but talking about it isn’t particularly helpful. And yet I can’t seem to stop. Okay, I started by trying to talk about other things, but even that reflected my overall pessimism. Here’s where I started . . .
Oh, you guys. It’s grim. Just, like, everything, amiright?
I’m sorry. It’s wrong for me to be this way. I was sitting here, racking my brain, trying to come up with something cheerful to talk about, but then I was procrastinating and looking through my Feedly. And it looks like Mindy Kaling’s totally gotten some work done, and I’m like, sweetheart. Honeybunch. Why. And I don’t want to be negative. But, oh, why?
Okay, possibly, it’s because everyone’s congratulating her for not crawling under a rock where presumably women who are not skinny and white belong. That’s right: I’m falling down a shame spiral now. It’s a vortex. Did you see this update about the Miss Teen USA’s Top Five finalists? Like, seriously, they are very, very similar young women. How oblivious can people possibly be?
Deeply oblivious, it seems. Alright, and I’m scrabbling for hope here. I was cheered, recently, by a new Facebook page called White Nonsense Roundup. The idea is to help white people address racism by helping their fellow white people to understand things that are upsetting or offensive to black people that they don’t understand because they 1. aren’t black and 2. often don’t really hang around with black people. This feels like a valiant effort.
Speaking of valiant efforts, I just started laughing uncontrollably. I mean, tears streaming. That’s because I keep seeing links to Washington Post articles, and it seems like every two hours they’re coming up with another article or opinion piece savaging Donald Trump. And then someone shared an article with the title “Does Donald Trump cheat at golf? A Washington Post investigation.” And I just lost it. It turned out to be slightly less funny when I realized that it was an almost-year-old article. But still. I mean, that is a completely ridiculous new story. The addition of “A Washington Post investigation” makes it sound like it’s definitely got to be from The Onion or The Borowitz Report, except that it’s an alleged legitimate “news” piece. And yet, I support any and all efforts, ridiculous or not.
. . . . And blah, blah, blah. . . my white hot rage toward Jill Stein. . . blah, blah, blah. . . we drove through Pennsylvania and it was littered with Trump signs. . . blah, blah, blah. . . Trump seems like a fundamentally terrible human being, and what does it say about our nation’s current level of decency that he’s so popular?. . .blah, blah, blah. . . .
You don’t need to read this.
Here! Look at this adorable video of kids-and-water-hose-art! That’s nice. The republic isn’t collapsing just yet.
I’m going to go breathe into a paper bag now. My next post will include delightful new things to do in the Capital District. I promise.