Good Morning!

Hopefully the last truncated version for a while. I noted some weeks ago, I'm in a Masonic play this coming Saturday! Last night was dress rehearsal, so we were making rather merry.


Unfortunately, it's the kind of day where there's a metric fuckton of stuff going on. First and foremost, it's election day around these parts! It's an off-cycle year, so that means local and municipal for most of the country. Not much is actually going on in little ol' Blue Massachusetts. My friends on the local city council are up for re-election, and Boston's Mayor Michelle Wu is unopposed after the Trumpian Josh Kraft imploded some weeks back.

In any case, I digress.

How about this, though? We're deep into a shutdown that I'm beginning to think was engineered to consolidate Trump's power. With no functioning legislative body, more and more things will likely fall on his table "by decree". America is not in a very good place right now.

Soldiers, Sailors, and Civilians alike are all facing a hungry Thanksgiving due to the sheer cruelty and ineptness of those that were elected to represent us.

In any case - there's a small measure of solace in Pensacola. No, they're not eating any better. They won't be turning money into smoke and noise at an airshow, though.



Congress remains unmoved by cold, hungry, people on the streets. But not having flying penis compensators over a local airbase or football stadium?

That might finally goad them into some action.