I am becoming more despondent by the day.
The national situation--with Cheeto Fucktrumpet and his idiotic, backa$$wards Cabinet choices--is a disaster. Just an absolute disaster.
Yesterday, here in NC where Roy Cooper eked out a win to take back the Governor's office from McBigot, the Legislature called a special
session--inside of another special session--so they could grind out some bills limiting the incoming Democratic Governor's job! Talk about
authoritarian a$$holes. Ayn Rand must be giving them all blowjobs from the grave.
I am so disgusted. I want nothing more to do with any Republicans in my life. And I simply do not understand how registered Democrats
across this country could not get themselves out to vote. WTF is wrong with people?
We had dinner with some friends a week ago. One woman said to me, "I don't care if I die." That's how discouraged and depressed she
is. I had to agree with her. I understand it. I have a husband with a progressive, degenerative neurological disease (with no cure). I'm ready
to sell our house and either move to Hawaii for our remaining years (he's 74 and I'm 65) or try to talk our French "daughter" into renting us
her family's vacation home in Bordeaux, France (that used to belong to her grandmother). Honestly. But he won't do it. Or maybe it would just be easier
to put on some music, take a hand full of pills, wash them down with some good Scotch, and close my eyes.
What have we come to in this country? I think we've lost our soul. It's a very, very sad time.