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almost comically horrible
Friday, November 11 2016
It was spitting rain this morning as I took the dogs for their walk, as Gretchen had spent the night in Philadelphia. I didn't feel like making a big production of it, so our loop was fairly small. It's been bow season for weeks, but those guys weren't going to be out in weather like this. Still, I wore the orange cap emblazoned with the word VEGAN.
This morning I watched the end of The Witch, which went from violent to depressing to upliftingly, redeemingly supernatural. Black Phillip taketh away but he also giveth.
Throughout the workday today, I was already backsliding on the feeling I'd had that I would be better off to just avoid the news. There was too much happening, and much of it was almost comically horrible. How quickly and terribly things can change! The nest of grifters and con men around Trump seemed destined to steer him a very dark direction. But the thing about Donald Trump is he has no core ideology; having ideas bores him. Instead, he tends to believe whatever the last person who flattered him said. This seemed to be why, at least for a time today, he seemed to backpedalling on his promise to repeal all of Obamacare on day one of his doomed administration. This was because he'd met with Barack Obama, who had apparently played him like a fiddle. It doesn't take great social skills to know immediately the sort of person Donald Trump is. But Barack Obama has great social skills.
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While I was taking a bath this evening, Gretchen returned from her travels (which had included both Philadelphia and New York City). She'd brought back a number of treats, including a vegan Philly cheesesteak from Blackbird Pizza, which was just what the doctor ordered. I hadn't eaten much either yesterday or today, but now my appetite seemed to be coming back and that was a very nice thing to stuff into my face.
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