- Yeah, hi.
- I did write a … wait.
- I didn’t write yesterday’s …
- Wait.
- I started this yesterday, but did not post.
- TIME TRAVEL FOR DUMMIES.
- And then I stopped, set the lappy aside, and watched the rest of Dept. Q, which has fantastic characters.
- I hope they make a couple more seasons of that.
- Anyway.
- Sitting here in the couch spot, writing.
- And surfing, because goddammit, though I don’t want to, I start my days looking at social.
- (Insert a lot more swearing.)
- Looked at Hamby’s post this morning.
- And now I’m listening to Rage Against the Machine.
- How is it only 9:42 a.m.?
- “Killing in the Name”
- Anthemic.
- (Well, it’s mine anyway. Especially now, after the awakening.)
- I mean, depending on your stance, this song (and most their songs), seem particularly relevant at the moment.
- Tom was a Harvard political science grad, after all.
- Actually played that out loud.
- I’ll shut if off now.
- No need to drag Steph down the hole with me.
- Oddly enough, I have no Rage Against the Machine merch.
- The only band shirts I have are Tool and Metallica.
- Which are my most listened-to bands.
- But I probably should have a Rage one in the quiver.
- I’m planning on going to the Woody Guthrie museum and picking up a hat.
- (You might be able to guess which one …)
- I’ve said it before, but now’s the golden age of t-shirts and merch.
- There is a lot of crap, however.
- Most of it is crap.
- Sturgeon’s Law.
- Like some jackass with Canva thinks they’re a designer and can make and sell t-shirts based off some lame template with a terrible font.
- Or they’re just throwing up shops of AI-designed bullshit.
- AI isn’t the way, people.
- It’s another way to put people out of jobs.
- To take the humanity out of everything.
- For profit.
- And then what?
- They let machines and AI take all the white-collar jobs.
- Do they really think we’re going to be cool with the rich fucks sitting there on beaches and yachts while the rest of us, what, work …
- What work?
- You can’t manufacture endless shit people won’t be able to afford.
- The path we’re on is not the right one.
- …
- Dammit, Hamby.
- The running joke about me is that I’m always angry.
- That pic I ran yesterday, the greeting card thing, yeah … that’s probably closer to the truth.
- And Vollertsen’s constant pointing out my idealism.
- That’s where my “anger” comes from.
- I cannot stand the cruelty in our society.
- I cannot stand the presumptions that govern behavior, those attempts to put ourselves above others, that some of us are doing it the “right” way and deserve it more than someone not doing it “right.”
- We should be focused on putting policies in place that provide opportunities for everyone.
- We don’t.
- Everyone’s morning affirmations should include, “I am not better than anyone else.”
- Angry.
- Frustrated is a better descriptor.
- I get angry about injustice.
- Inequality.
- About motherfuckers trying to make their business my own, their view the only one, their path my path.
- Cut the shit, people.
- Focus on empathy.
- Do right for others when you can.
- Make the world better, because it sure as fuck is not at the moment.
- I have a 17 y.o. FFS.
- This is the world she gets to live in?
- Are you kidding me?
- I need to send her to the Sarah Conner school of life.
- …
- Hi.
- There’s a lot of stuff I consider writing about in the List, and then don’t.
- I have this problem at work for sure.
- But even out here, where I’m “free,” I refrain.
- Like … we could be talking about pooping.
- Do you KNOW what it’s like to be on antibiotics for two months?
- I have stories, man.
- I tell them to Pryor, because we’ve been trading that kind of nonsense for 48 years.
- 48 years!!
- What I’m saying is that meds have inspired me to spend a lot of time in or near bathrooms.
- To the point where Ginny the Cat accompanies me, lays on the mat in front of the shower and slow blinks at me.
- The hell, cat.
- Yes, she’s protecting me.
- From … the turd monsters?
- This morning, she tried to climb into the toilet.
- We’ve had her a year, (almost a year?), and she’s only just now coming around.
- We know she was a breeder cat.
- The hell did they do to her?
- Never hold her?
- Never let her out of the crate?
- She’s laying on the couch next to me at the moment.
- Not against me, mind you, but … close.
- Meanwhile, Liho (my cat), is walking from room to room caterwauling.
- Ask not for whom the Cat squalls, it squalls for thee.
- I talk to Liho when she does this.
- Discuss what her issues might be.
- She shuts up then.
- For a bit.
- At night, when we feed the cats their wet food, there are two phases of her noise making.
- The first comes about halfway through her food.
- We think it is her song of joy, telling us how much she loves the food, giving thanks to her providers.
- Or it could be her going, “What is this shit you feed me every night? This, again. I hope you rot in Human Hell.”
- Then she cries again when she’s finished to be let out of the kitchen.
- We have to keep them separated while they eat.
- Ginny hoovers hers up and then goes for Liho’s.
- Liho beats Ginny up many times a day, or acts aggressively with swats, rushes, and hisses.
- When food’s involved, however, she lets Ginny bully her out of the way.
- The hell, cats?
- Another day, another dodge of the Hollywood rant.
- Someday.
- Will it be worth the wait?
- Probably not.
- What else?
- Going to be an action-packed weekend.
- Steph’s birthday is Monday.
- It always falls in or around Father’s Day.
- Got that.
- Got other things going on, too.
- Stuff to write.
- Hoping I get the car back again today.
- Taking the kiddo shopping tomorrow.
- I think.
- Now I’m just stretching this out.
- List record length.
- 1011 words (well, it was, then I went back through it “editing.”)
- OMG
- Did I waste your time?
- No one’s making you read.
- (Queue Rage …)
- I gotta go shoot up anyway, so you’re off the hook.
- I hope the weekend finds you before I do.
Some of Those Who Work Forces
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