Musing

There’s a not insignificant part of Donald that likes being spanked by Nancy.

I’ve been writing a LOT less lately. Some thoughts about why that might be.

My crystal ball works….

Sometimes I wonder what I’m supposed to do.

I’m finding it challenging to write. My internal censor has been very active lately.

Heal my broken country.

It’s easy to get confused about what I’m doing when I think, when I write, when I speak, when I act.

A reader doesn’t like my writing, doesn’t like me. But keeps coming back. I respond.

It’s not so much what Kavanaugh did or didn’t do. It’s his response to facially plausible allegations that renders him unfit.

Call me naive, but… If Kavanaugh is confirmed, this country is in for one hell of a generational shitstorm. And I’m utterly devastated.