Bright sunshine tempered with chilled temperatures this late-afternoon Monday here in California’s Central Valley.
If this is Monday, tomorrow is tomorrow no matter how you look at it. Of course, it will be Tuesday, and, of course, it will be election day in the US of A — an election like none other I’ve witnessed in my near-76 years on this tiny, blue marble floating in the black vacuum of a mysterious, weird-ass universe.
A lot of shit rolled up in tomorrow’s outcome. In a single, multi-screen split of an event really, really way-hard to digest. And it’s been hard to assimilate any of this shit for now about-close to a decade. The peak wait ends tomorrow.
The thing is how serious, and of massive importance tomorrow is for all kinds of shit. From our environment and its rapidly-changing climate, all aspects of living in good health (no vaccines, no good, drinking water, no actual, nominal health insurance, and so forth), no affordable foodstuffs, or just about anything of any worth or value, in other words, the worst aspects of life will come true. Despite shit-talk otherwise, no one outside of the way-rich will be spared. In a short space of time, it’s complete chaos just being alive. And all on the ridiculous flirtation with an orange-bronzed piece of shit.
Tomorrow approached seemingly quite slowly, then starting this past summer, the clock’s second hand began to unwind:
Now just hours away. And in the ultimate understanding of its significance, the vicious stain carried by MAGA hatters carries weight: ‘“I worry about violence,” said Bill Knapp, 70, a retiree from Grand Rapids, Mich., faulting Mr. Trump for that possibility as he mingled with other supporters of Vice President Kamala Harris at a local Democratic campaign office on Saturday. “I’m bracing for that no matter what the outcome is.”‘
We all know it stems from the crazy-ass T-Rump supporters and even if Kamala Harris wins, some shit will still hit the fan. And how I feel about this shit is not rare at all.
From Stress in America poll published last week via the American Psychological Association:
More than 7 in 10 adults reported the future of our nation (77%) as a significant source of stress in their lives, making it the most common source of significant stress in this year’s survey. The economy was the second most common, with 73% of adults having reported it as a significant source of stress. The 2024 U.S. presidential election followed closely at 69%.
And as I mentioned above, all that shit is going to get worse if T-Rump is voted a second term. Shit-fire fuck!
However, there’s hope in the stark, massive contrast between candidates — CNN yesterday afternoon:
Ex-President Donald Trump is darkening what is already the most dystopian closing argument in modern American history and flinging new and baseless claims that Democrats are cheating.
Vice President Kamala Harris, while warning about the perils of a Trump second term, is claiming momentum and invoking optimism and aspiration as she lays claim to a “new generation of leadership in America.”
Voters — more than 75 million of whom have already cast their ballots — are finally face-to-face with an election that could profoundly change the country and the world and that has people on both sides fearing for their way of life should their candidate lose.
Key word, there: ‘Voters.’
Get Out! Vote! Unless you’re as I wrote last week, and already cast your deep-felt ballot (for Kamala/Tim, of course).
Time, however, will not unfreeze for the T-Rump and everyone alive in the world right now. Fingers crossed for a landslide.
In spite of that, we’re stuck with that horrid piece of shit for a long while.
Robert Farley at LGM notes the timeframe:
The unfortunate reality is that Donald Trump will likely be remembered, regardless of the outcome on Tuesday, as one of the most consequential figures in 21st century American political history. He has changed one of America’s two major political parties in ways that were basically inconceivable a decade ago. Even if Trump loses on Tuesday the next era in American politics will probably be called the “post-Trump era,” as opposed to the last eight years which, notwithstanding his defeat in 2020, will likely be remembered as the “Trump Era.” It’s awfully important that we try to get a grip on the nature of the man and the nature of the phenomenon, something that I don’t think we’ve done a very good job of thus far.
Another mysterious pile of shit to create a disquietude outlook on the foreseeable future.
Don’t fret, just find someone who’s turning:
Nightmare scenario ahead, or not, yet once again here we are…
(Illustration out front: Vincent van Gogh’s ‘Old Man in Sorrow (On the Threshold of Eternity)‘ found here.)