I have been wanting to write a diary about how absolutely exhausted and strung out about politics I am. I know I am one among many in this regard, and I don’t have much to add, EXCEPT- I find I can't stomach watching the State of the Union speech tonight.
I don’t want to watch half of this deliberative body act like totally crazy, disrespectful assholes while Biden speaks, and enumerates his current accomplishments and the futures he hopes for. I don’t have to because tomorrow morning all the news sites will TELL ME WHAT THEY THINK HAPPENED and play all the appropriate clips, and all the commentary across the spectrum, from MSNBC to Meidas Touch to Glen Kirchner to whatever Fox headline blares at me. What I will have saved myself from is the rollercoaster ride of emotions that will arise as I watch in real time.
My emotions are raw. I cry watching a glacier collapsing ; thinking about penquins dying, the whole sea of whales and sea lions and porpoises dying. I have to brace myself before opening one of Pakalolo’s diaries, knowing I must, but my heart is so so sore and enraged and so tired of all the conflicting everythings. I read an article in The Guardian about Palestinian babies starving to death, that was posted next to pictures of Paris fashion week...It’s the disconnect that exhausts me.
As another diary points out beautifully : he is a convicted criminal out on bail and glorified by his party...
I just need to filter how much I take in, because this coming eight months will do me in if I don’t. Just a mini rant- thanks for reading.
(The wonderful pic of the Ukrainian lady and her cat always gives me strength in these troubled political times.) Courage, sisters!
Edited out Trump SOTU comment as corrected- see comments.