On This Day - January 6th
Last night, as I was cramming my face with Greek salad and marveling at the undeniable, sharp-witted beauty of Stephanie Rhule on MSNOW, I felt the hole in the pit of my stomach growing deeper and wider, despite the culinary masterpiece I was quickly decimating. This sense of impending doom has been hanging over my head for months. That feeling that nothing will ever get better; life will just continue on its subpar path, ultimately until death. While I am positive I am not alone in this feeling, I find no comfort there. It only makes me feel worse that the majority of the people I know are impaired by this looming darkness. For the vast majority of my 40 years on this spinning shitshow, I have been blissfully unaware of politics. Despite living close to Washington D.C. for a portion of my childhood, I never felt that my participation in, and knowledge of politics ever had much of a direct affect on me. That being said, it didn’t. That is, until somewhat recently. September 4th of...