Feels like Monday
The day after Thanksgiving is such a weird day. I'd be hung over if I had anything to drink. It is just one of those days. And it is drizzly. Zoe and I went for a walk as did Dana and Toby. I stopped taking Toby all the time. Not only did I enjoy the walk less, Dana didn't get any exercise as she was not motivated by Toby's need to walk. So, doubly bad. Law of unintended consequences.
Zoe and I have a rhythm and process and know what each other is doing. It works better with just the two of us.
I listened to Hacks on Tap, a podcast that now the election is over is kind of looking for a direction. But it started me thinking. I'd read through some of the reading amw recommends and ran across a bunch of people who voted for Trump or voted for Biden but only reluctantly. In other words, Trump supporters who spent some time defending their position. It is so difficult to find any reasoned defense of Trump, for good reason.
I've spent much of my life making the attempt to see the other side, the point of view from the other side. And while I agree the Trump administration did do some things, accomplish some things, that had benefit to the country. I also believe without question that it was destructive to the structure of the country and created significant moral decay. It will be decades repairing what has been ruined. Some losses, such as four years of reversals of progress to slow global warming, will have permanent repercussions that will kill hundreds of thousands many years after we forget how it happened. [An ultimately sad chickens coming home to roost will occur in Miami where the waters will rise and immutably change the city that found so much to like in Trump] I find that when I read the articles defending the choice of voting for him that I hear Tevye's voice from Fiddler: "There is no other hand!"
I think I'm pretty much done with the discussion and don't feel like I need to read most of the garbage that spews out of that area of the political dump.