Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Screaming, continued

There is another protest tentatively scheduled for Monday. As such, we’ve shifted our plans to have Valentine’s dinner on the 13th, head out to the desert on Friday (14th), return Sunday, and then go protest on Monday the holiday. Assuming the protest comes together. Which it might not. I ordered two American flags as the theme of the protest is “no kings” and it is damned well time to take back our fucking flag. 

It’s hard to comment on anything else going on due to the severity of what’s happening - yes, there is real life happening; the return of my toe pain (boooo), kids in school, stress about summer plans, tax work, event work, plans for the desert, etc. I think the most non-depressing thing that’s happened is I took the liberty of booking us a trip to The Big Island for spring break. We were supposed to just go to the desert and work on projects, but…those Marriott points and flight points were eating a hole in my pocket. I talked about it with the H, and he said he wants me to have something to look forward to, so I flew into action. Airline miles are terrible now - we used to be able to get to Hawaii even at peak times for 20-30K per flight; now it’s 75 and up. So I got us return flights using points and booked $250 flights going. I got free lodging. The only other costs will be tours, food, and rental car. Again, not as cheap as a week in the desert, but…we need this right now. We haven’t been to the Big Island since probably 2018 or so - the boys don’t even remember it - and I could really use a day on a black sand beach. And they’re old enough now to do the fabulous manta ray tour. Off we go. Counting the days. 

Speaking of costs, I took Bobby to the orthodontist for his appointment in which we were supposed to get the ball rolling on braces…and when we got there they had no record of the appointment. So that ball has been kicked down the road two and a half more months to when they have another opening that’s not during school. That’s fine…right?

Next month we find out if Theo will finally be admitted to the gifted program at his school, and today I submitted the permit to allow him to continue there if he isn’t admitted. My prediction is wait listed again for the gifted program with a possibility for admission at the beginning of school when some kids leave to go to middle schools instead, and approval of the permit. However, there’s always a chance (slim) that he won’t be allowed to continue at this school for the final year. That would be wild! Would he return to Mt Washington? I can’t even imagine that! But I won’t have to because both of those things happening are extremely unlikely. I know enrollment has never really recovered from COVID, so I don’t think kids are being kicked out of schools at this point.

I’ve pretty much just become a political junkie now - there is hardly a time I’m not listening to a podcast or watching a YouTube video or checking in on social media to see if I missed some major development. Things are moving so incredibly fast and are so incredibly urgent that I don’t want to miss anything. Is it unhealthy for me? I’ve asked myself this many times, but so far, I don’t think it’s gotten to the point where I need to unplug. I feel worse and more anxious when I don’t know what’s happening. And I’m still functioning and doing all the things I need to do, including exercising and getting out of the house and cooking good food. Right now we’re at this pinnacle we had to get to sooner or later, where judges are pushing back angrily at the orange turd and Elon’s defiance of court orders. Let’s not forget, judges have big egos, too, have devoted their lives to the rule of law, and don’t take kindly to people (especially unelected randos) flouting said laws and rulings. The question is…will anyone enforce the punishments? Will it just be symbolic fines that mean absolutely nothing to billionaires, and then we’re “even”? It reminds me of the Sopranos episode where the guy changes his mind about selling his lakefront property to Tony Soprano, so Tony sends his goons to park a boat in the water right in front of the house and blast rat pack music incessantly until the non-seller loses his mind. At one point the wife screams at him that they’ll just keep paying the fines, who cares? It means nothing to mobsters. That’s how I feel about these thugs that have taken over and are plundering our government right now. This is some mafia-level bullshit. 

One thing that’s given me comfort lately is a post by someone pointing out that all presidencies start out with shock and awe, in which the newly elected throws everything at the wall in this massive projectile vomit for weeks just to look powerful and make things happen quickly. But eventually, they come up against congress, and the courts. And you need a larger majority to get actual legislation passed than they have now, and things are going to start happening to him, and he’s going to have to actually act like a president and not a spoiled brat knocking over toys. And he can’t and won’t do that. And suddenly he won’t seem so all-powerful and invincible. Personally I still think Elon and his incel army have already wrecked our government beyond repair with whatever secrets they’ve stolen and sold and whatever malware and spyware they’ve installed on literally everything. I don’t know how you come back from that, or any of this, really. Especially when I see all the idiotic cultists in my friends’ comments cheering all this illegal sadistic shit on. They’ll never learn, even if they lose everything because of him. They’ll still love Big Brother even if those gas and egg prices continue to climb. 




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