Monday, January 23, 2017

Marching Monday Musings



Thank God for Saturday!

No, it did not completely wash away the pain and horror of Friday.  That terror will be with us a long, long time.  But it did reassure me that we are not alone.  The largest protest march in history, in cities throughout the world, reaffirming that millions will not cave in to a loss of civil rights and liberties.  No, everything will be fought, every step of the way.

The new administration is a threat to many things, but in particular women, Yes, many turned a blind eye to this sexual predator, this misogynist, this sexist primitive.  But not everyone.  In places big and small, from Washington, D.C. to Los Angeles, from London to Antarctica, women raised their voices in objection to what is to come.

Sunday was a rocky day, weather wise.  We spent most of the day under one alert or warning of one kind or another.  We had several times where we warned to take cover.  We never got hit bad at our house, although there was a lot of rain and occasional thunder,  Amazingly, our power never went out.

This was good, but it enabled us to see most of one of the best Falcon's game ever.  We lost satellite transmission twice, and each time it came back, the Falcon's score was a touchdown higher. Alison, a huge Falcons fan, was beside herself with joy at the 44 to 21 victory over the Green Bay Packers,  The Packers are one of our favorites, unless they are in a direct confrontation with the Falcons or the Lions.  We like Aaron Rodgers, the outdoor stadium, and the fact that the team is owned by the community.  ALL sports franchises should be owned like that.


The Atlanta Falcons vs. the New England Patriots should be a good game.  I am confident the Falcons will be the Super Bowl champs.  I do advise them, though, be sure to check their balls.



None of this makes up for Friday.  It is still hard to accept it as reality.  We really have this buffoon as President?  What the hell was an electoral college majority thinking?  The man's not fit to be the host of The Apprentice, much less President of the United States.

I'm finding it much harder to sleep at night, knowing the Toddler-in-chief has the nuclear codes. Seriously.  It is disturbing me greatly.


Until next time,

T. M. Strait


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