It’s Sunday night. I just finished watching the second disc of S5 of Big Bang Theory. I laughed a lot, but now I’m tired.
I also feel a little depressed. Maybe that damn daylight saving screwed me up more than I expected. I wish they’d stop messing with my biological clock twice a year. It takes me longer and longer to adjust when they move time around. The reason for doing this is long past. They keep trotting out “It’s to keep kids safe at the bus stop,” but I know it’s light enough without them jumping back and forth across that hour. I’ve checked.
I guess I’ll blame it on inertia; once something is set up, it’s too damn hard to change it. So they’ll just keep doing this stupid thing until the revolution, at which point, they’ll have other things to worry about.
The wolf story is causing me problems. I’ve hit a wall and can’t figure out how to move past it. Suddenly, I want to play computer games rather than write because facing that blank Word doc is giving me fits.
And then there’s the world and all the horrible stupid things happening in it. I keep saying I have to stop reading the articles, but it’s sort of like a train wreck: I can’t look away. I have to know the latest idiotic thing that happened, and almost always, it has to do with the GOP or religious maniacs. I’m really tired of it, but if I stop and the world ends, I won’t know why. I sort of have to know why.
I’ve made jokes about moving to an island with my friends, but there are days I really need to be there, away from all media and insanity, because it all seems insane to me now. I wonder, did someone put something in the water? Are we part of some gigantic lab test to see how far humans can be pushed before a society explodes? Because I’d say we’re getting close now.
I read today Paul Ryan has begun the impeachment process against Obama. I believe several Republicans have. And then there’s those in the south who fly the Confederate flag and scream secession. The men who have done everything they can to try to force women back into the kitchen, barefoot and pregnant. The Christians who insist everyone believe as they do and live their way even as they push hate and bigotry.
For all the good our species is capable of, the opposite is also true. We kill each other for some reason or none, beat on each other, think nothing of kicking someone’s ass, don’t seem to care if others go hungry or are homeless, and our prisons are filled with people, some of whom need to be there, but a lot who don’t but we keep sticking them there because hey, we made it a business. Prisons for profit can’t flourish if we don’t keep them filled.
That island sounds mighty damn good to me tonight. First law I’m passing? No TV, internet, or radios allowed.
I’ll write, walk the beach, wade in the shallows, and take pictures. Like this one.