Her Profession's Her Religion

The only way this year is heading in terms of emotional wear and tear is more and faster. The pandemic with which we are struggling has shown us sides of ourselves I think many would have preferred to pretend did not exist. And yet here we are, socially-distanced, sheltered-in-place, masked and muzzled and even uglier underneath than at any point in my memories of nearly sixty-eight years.

We've spent spring so far under siege with minimal prospects for improvement across the summer and into the autumn and in addition to that we have a presidential election campaign to endure and it is absolutely impossible to overstate the importance of your vote, should you choose to cast it. As a nation, we are on a knife's edge, with an apricot asshole at the helm.  

"Praise be to Nero’s Neptune. The Titanic sails at dawn. 
"And everybody’s shouting, 'Which Side Are You On?'"
-bill kenny