I'm spending tomorrow reading, no writing. I've never read A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, by James Joyce. And there's Durant's Story of Philosophy and The Book Thief. I'm finally getting into Oscar Wilde's The Picture of Dorian Gray. And there are so many others.
I may curl up in bed, all day, and doze when I feel like it. Stay the hell away from social media. It's only driving me insane. I'm caught between anger at Felon47's vile administration and the abject cruelty of those people, and heartbreak at realizing nearly half the country thinks this brand of evil is just plain fine.
Hell, more than half, if you take into account the selfish beasts who stand by and do nothing. Their attitude seems to be, If it's not affecting me then it's no big deal. And that sickens me.
Maybe part of how I feel about PvSH is the growing belief that civilization is sliding into a dark age, when stupidity reigned supreme and the few intelligent people were hammered by the church if they dared suggest anything the Christo-fascists didn't like.
Religious assholes are saying, out loud, that people like me should be executed...and no Christians are really firing back. So it may start happening, soon. The LGBTQ+ community has already been targeted by ammosexuals more than once.
Me being 73 helps. I won't be around for a whole lot longer...maybe 10 years...15, if I'm lucky. I'll probably miss out on the worst of it.
Whimper-whimper-whine. Shut the fuck up, Kyle, and find a new direction. Shit.
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