My comments about the president are below. Before that, please click here to give a little time or money to benefit those in Houston who are the least among us. Thank you.
We’re in a country where the POO can’t come up with any good ideas in the midst of this awful mess in Houston. You’d think that someone with of his starpower and knowledge of media that he’s immediately want to get the most successful, most extravagant, celebrity-laden, high-powered motherfucking telethon to end all telethons in order to begin to quell Houston’s watery woes (that no one could have honestly prepared for, NO ONE). Instead, he tweeted out a plug for that psychotic Milwaukee sheriff’s book and childish, pseudo-onomatopoetic thoughts akin to a third-tier market television weatherman seeing pretty colors in the sky during a goddamn lightning storm. Alas, he’s the president, and this is the level of communication that we get from him.
So the country remains angry. I remain angry. It’s not the only thing I’m angry about. But it’s something that any other president wouldn’t cause.
In the last few days, I have some recurring lower back pain to renders me about 50% less flexible than I usually am. And I’m pretty nimble for a being a large human.
The way I’ve always treated it was to take a scalding hot shower when I get home from work, take 75-100mg of dihydramine, and climb into bed and not wake up for nine hours. Last night this worked well, and I awoke this morning more flexible and less hurty. It’s a slipped disc from an old racquetball injury, and I hate it.
About seven years ago, I went to a chiropractor in Phoenix (when I used to live there) for about two months, having about a dozen adjustments done. Seemed to have done the trick, and my employer at the time paid for it, so I was happy. But I only went there because I had a very hard time even putting my socks on and walking. I suspect as I get older, it’ll become a more prevalent thing. I am eating better lately, though, and I know that helps.
Writing-wise, I’ve averaged about a thousand words a day in the last month. Not my standard, but the injury and my emotions overall have taken a beating, making my body not sound with my mind. Exercise definitely helps. I will get back to a point of almost-homeostasis. That’s one of the few things I want right now.
We live in a country that has the most dishonest human being as its Chief Executive. Of the many thoughts that come across my mind while watching this speech, a worrysome one comes to me:
If something actually did happen to this man, it would not only damage this country, it would damage the fragile psyche of the people who follow this person to the end of the earth in anything that he does. They would then become lost, and likely further irrational than their current superegos allow.
Full disclosure: I hope nothing bad actually happens to this current Placeholder of the Oval Office. But a person can really wonder all possibilities when it comes to comprehending the sheer negativity and disgusting behavior that this person demonstrates.
Oh my hometown of Phoenix, how I hope nothing bad happens there tonight. I love you Phoenix, you deserve so much better.