The Misunderstanding
My belief that everyone is " unshakeably good " has been tested severely this week. It now occurs to me, plain as day, that some peeps are "shakeably good," and a whole big bunch of others are unshakeably bad. This is a significant shift in my perspective about my fellow citizens. I hoped beyond hope that "joy (would) cometh in the morning," but I woke up on Wednesday in a joyless place with much weeping and worry and it looks we'll all be living here for the foreseeable future. I'm developing a plan for a life of isolation and ignorance and I now present it to you in a bulleted list. I'm not going to read or listen to any source of NEWS. Good riddance. We will probably also move to France, where I can walk around in a blissful bubble while HM works, unable to communicate with others, unable to understand what's happening around me. Moving back with the BLUES people of California also appeals. The plan includes near constan
