by Jon Sullivan - 2020-07-01<<<<< previous blog next blog >>>>>
Every night I go to bed wishing I'd made a blog post.
I haven't been posting as much as I'd like to. This isn't because I have nothing to say. It's more that I have plenty to say, but most of it is just the same depressing negativity we get everywhere else. Pandemic is out of control. Political discussions can get you shot. Racism is mainstream. I can't travel to Europe because Americans are lazy and dumb. Local businesses are going under because patriots cough as they want. The president can't be bothered, as he's busy watching TV and tweeting. Joe Biden, supposedly the nation's savior for civility and decorum just called a reporter a "lying dogface". It's 5am here and some asshole outside is honking his horn over and over, which I think we all suspect must be mask related egomania.
I have a lot to say about these things. A lot. Like really fucking a lot.
But why? What can I say that wouldn't just be piling on? What can I say that wouldn't just be one more bitter non-expert who feels obliged to pour gas on the fire? And with such basic concepts as "be kind" triggering people, what's left to even say?
I'd rather just shut up than add to all the yelling and name calling. At least here.
I wish I had the wisdom to just post a nice photo and an inspiring message every day. But I've spent too many decades being an angry pessimist. Folks who know me well would likely just think I'm being sarcastic.<<<<< previous blog next blog >>>>>