This is that moment in the year when light and dark are equal. We look to it for a sense of balance.
But the dark is ascendant now, and I find that the dark is so ascendant that it is threatening my health and life.
I'm talking about COVID-19, of course, which a lady of a certain age must be mindful about. I am also talking about the absolutely dire turn of events brought about by the death of Ruth Bader Ginsburg.
I cannot find balance. I cannot find equanimity.
A few weeks ago, so overcome by stress was I that I could not eat and could hardly breathe. I said to myself, "I wonder what this is doing to me on a cellular level?" I haven't looked it up in a scientific journal, but I'm pretty much certain the answer is "Big Fucking Damage."
Therefore, I must turn off the television and listen no more.
Of course I will vote - I've never missed a presidential election. But I have to look away.
The very people I ridiculed so blithely in this blog when I began it are seizing power using any means necessary. They are succeeding. Can we infer that their Prayer Warriors have moved jealous Yahweh? Or do we owe this moment to the oligarchs?
I may be insulated from the worst damage by living in a blue state and by being past my prime. But my daughters ...
See? My mind misgives.
Therefore I am hereby declaring my 1/4 acre of land to be the Independent Republic of Johnsonia. The citizens of Johnsonia will not concern themselves with the affairs of other nations.
We will release our Constitution at a later date.
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