Samain Thanksgiving Moon
Yesterday was an after the grandkids slow day. We went to Brooks for our business meeting, napped. I went to the Evergreen Library for the Evergreen Writer’s Group. Home.
Today is boiler inspection day with Ken, who installed our new boiler last year. Big fun.
We’re in a slow skid, a drift. Election day is less than a week away and the country has its wheels locked, smoke pouring off the political rubber. When the election is over, another round of “we don’t want to govern” will grip the remnants of the GOP. They will obfuscate, delay, denounce, pass legislation they know will go nowhere, refuse advise and consent. I’m tired of this ideological warfare. Let’s put compromise, negotiation, the good of the country ahead of of the tired scholasticisms of the reformicons, the neo-liberals, the tea party, the so-called Freedom Caucus. Yes, even U.S. style democracy is vulnerable to idiocy when it runs like a virus through a certain party.