⚡ November 9, 2016
I was taking a break from binge-watching the election coverage about ten days ago, enjoying the delicious middle of the latest Project Runway show … fringe, bias binding, ripping things apart at the seams … when the news came over my Democratic Underground Latest Thread page that the FBI had reopened their investigation into Hillary Clinton. I turned to MSNBC and pretty much lived there until her concession call last night.
I turned off the live cabal news, and I’ll probably keep it off rather than participate in the legitimization that has to start happening, even if the other half doesn’t believe. I’ve watched a bit and sure enough, the various TV personalities are accommodating and plucky and wearing their happy masks, perhaps in the hopes of gathering new viewers from the eyeballs that have come to gloat.
It’s a great public drama, and just like waking up from a bad dream by flipping the pillow, I can close the computer and it all goes away. The floor is just as dusty as ever and dinner is still somewhere in the fridge. If I carefully curate what I watch and what I read, it will all fade into the distance and the little TV show of President Trump will just be one I never bothered to watch.
Chief Kellyanne was right: The damage is done. Unless an atomic bomb falls directly upon my head, everything is all right, and strawberries are delicious. 🐔