This isn’t working anymore

This year feels worse than the past two years living in lockdowns and separations. This year, even though nothing is good, we are told to get back out there and start working, start living our lives again. As the entire nation burns, inflation ticking up, rights being stolen, police still killing poc, mass shootings on the daily, and a government that will not do the most basic task of protecting us. We will face another summer of protests and for what? Last summer we burned down cities and protested every day begging law makers to do something about the violence and a 25 y/o black man just had 40 bullets put into him from police while trying to run away and a mass shooter shot up a parade, on independence day. This is no longer our mothers government. We need something else besides signs and rallies. I have no ideas, and I know someone out there reading this is, or knows someone who is who might have the answers. We need to do more then just vote.

Reflections on Another Year

The older I get the less I care for the fanfare. If I don’t get the amount of texts I once did in my younger days, I don’t fall into a slump. Somewhere between 37 and today I stopped caring. Each year, the amount I care grows less. It’s not to say I have lost interest in my friends or the idea of existing, my priorities have shifted to other things. Like existing, surviving to an old age. Facebook likes and comments from my high school classmates won’t keep the blood pumping through my heart. I don’t have Facebook to even try to care about how many people check who’s birthday it is and run to their page to wish them another great year.

I don’t know if this is on par for my age or if I’m just getting crankier at an excelled speed. The amount I don’t care about the daily hassles of other peoples lives is not lost on me. I suppose I’ve never cared for the mindless chatter over coffee conversations that seem to fill other people with joy. Life has always meant more to me than wasting it on mind numbing idle chatter. I went through the social media phase where I needed to feel validated, and it was like a drug. I wanted to get more and more people to like and comment on my status updates, which I thought were deep and full of mystery, I know now they weren’t. They were trash, like most of the stuff put on the internet these days. Now it’s just a cesspool of anti vaxxers and maga’s. Why anyone would want to be a part of that is lost on me.

My younger self wouldn’t recognize who the older me is, I think thats normal. It wouldn’t be cute being a bar fly at 42, at 22 I was I huge supporter of the local bar scene. Always befriending the bartenders in hopes of strong drinks. The idea of going to bed when I do now made me cringe back then. I’d never be okay with it. I didn’t leave my apartment till 11, then after party till the birds chirped. I was a night creature. I’d sleep till noon or later. Now, if I sleep past 8 I feel the day is wasted. My priorities have changed. The things I once found important, being a social butterfly, being an active member of social media, being a part of a community that didn’t really care about my well being is gone. Running from the constable because I wrote too many bad checks is in the rearview.

I don’t regret the choices I’ve made. I was slow to grow up. I saw the people around me settling down, having kids. It didn’t deter me. I did, for awhile, feel maybe I should do the same, I found a boyfriend and hated it. I don’t like the feeling of being attached to someone. Maybe someday I’ll be okay with it. Sometimes I feel like a Jimmy Buffet song, but most of the time I feel okay with the choices I’ve made. When I look around, I can’t imagine doing everything I’ve done, the choices I’ve made, having to explain them to someone and I don’t have to. I hold my self accountable. Sometimes I fuck up, and I allow it. I’ve learned to go easy on myself with age. I’m not perfect and I no longer aim to be.

The End of Complacency

Things are starting to look normal again, that could have looked like this through the last year, but I wasn’t one to go out and about. Now that I am starting to get back out into the world it’s refreshing to see people out living their lives. I’m still seeing masks on a few folks and I think to myself they must not have got the vaccine or they are just being extra cautious, if you are in the latter I salute you. There is an energy around me when I’m out. My reintroduction into free society was memorial day weekend. I hosted a party for to kick off summer. The weather wasn’t the best, but being surrounded by people felt amazing. I am not good at much but I can host a party that would blow your waspy parents out of the water. I didn’t lose my touch during my forced sabbatical.

As a child I spent more time around adults then kids my age, and my young, yearning brain soaked it all up. The manners, smiles, eye rolls, and fake laughs. I would then go to my counter parts and try to emulate these behaviors with little fanfare. I would listen to the adults chatter about and over the years I’ve learned a good amount of what people get hyped over. it’s the little things.

I have an interview on Monday for a new job at a new company. My pay has been stagnant and I’m pretty much over it. It’s the same field I’m in now but a different position. It’ll be more money and less hours. It’s a mile away from my current company so my commute will be virtually the same. Wish me luck.

I didn’t participate in any pride events this year. I would have liked to go to nyc for pride weekend but it wasn’t in the cards this year. I’m hoping next year will work out better. I need to plan a trip home before the winter though. I have a few trips planned throughout the summer. I’m going to Galveston in a few weeks. After that a weekend in Hot Springs, a week in the Outer Banks. Finish out the summer in Vegas, with a road trip to the grand canyon for a day of hiking. Then I have to figure out a week to get home.

GOP Acquits Trump…Again

Even with no power, the GOP has shown America they can’t hold Donald Trump accountable for anything. Why? What is it about this man that people have let him slide by his entire life, never hold him to account? Why? If he is mixed up with some mob type people here in the US or even in Russia, or both, but senators and representatives from the United States Congress. How can they be scared of some shady old man from Queens NY?

GOP says you can’t convict someone who is no longer in office, that is bullshit on it’s face. From the inception of our government ex-government workers have be impeached after they left office. This is not the reason. Minutes after acquitting Trump, McConnell went onto the Senate floor and said that Trump caused the insurrection on the Capital. Yet he voted to acquit, said his base was fed wild lies and falsehoods about the election. So he’s guilty, but I can’t convict him since he’s out of office.

McConnell is open to Trump being prosecuted as a private citizen. Pretty much saying it’s going to happen. This is the same man that put as many Trump appointed judges on the bench as he could, so take that with a grain of salt. What are they afraid of? I keep coming back to this. Trump lost the House, then he lost the Presidency, and in January he lost the Senate. His hardcore base is about 30 percent of this country, (sad, I know), You can’t win elections with only 30 percent of the nation.

Trump released a statement after the verdict, which we all already knew. Thanking the Congress for standing up for the Constitution. Pure bullshit. He doesn’t give one lick of care for the governess of this nation.

Clearly the entire nation was on the same page when we said he would be acquitted. For different reasons of course. Anyone who watched what happened live on tv on January 6 saw the speech, saw the same people storm the Capital. There is no other way to see it. What becomes of Democracy? The GOP said today that it’s okay for a President to break the law in his last few weeks in office and they will do nothing about it.

Trump has other lawsuits filed against him in New York and Georgia. I’m sure after the acquittal there will be many more to come, at least that is my hope. I don’t want to live in a nation where the people in power are not held to the same laws the rest of the people are.