Beyond the cranks and crannies of old-age health, the vibe in this age of T-Rump creates even more suction on the vitality of living.
In the wise words of Emily Dickinson:
‘Pardon my sanity in a world insane.’
Or the same vein this morning from Lindy West at the Guardian: ‘Trump has really been eat-pray-loving his way through his first month as the most dangerous man on earth, seeding so many potential atrocities – including, perhaps, the breakdown of the republic itself – that human consciousness has been reduced to a panicked blur, a zoetrope of galloping despair.‘
(Illustration: Pablo Picasso’s ‘Harlequin Head,’ found here).
As the news cycle thunders with the fucking mess of Mike Flynn, among other T-Rump subjects of ‘galloping despair,’ the whole view of this horror creates an anxiety that borders on madness.
Not only is T-Rump putting a bad-fuck on the world, he’s also fucking with our nerves.
Stress is shit — via Bustle last week and keeping the mind ‘sane’ in an insane time:
In October, a survey by the American Psychological Association found that more than half (52-percent) of American adults regarded the election as a significant source of stress.
In the months since the election, mental health professionals have continued to report that Trump’s election has caused anxiety and fear among their patients.
The stress that many Americans are feeling right now is valid.
There are legitimate reasons for people to feel concerned about access to healthcare, reproductive rights, and climate change, not to mention a presidential administration that was voted into office on a platform of racism, xenophobia, misogyny, and Islamophobia and that, so far, seems more than willing to act on those attitudes.
As we move forward, it is vital that Americans who oppose Trump’s policies fight for equality and justice — by protesting peacefully, donating, volunteering, contacting representatives, and making their voices heard.
Nerve-wracking to avoid stress…