Happy New Year 2022, Part 3 Hell, & How We Got Here, Part 4

Hell, & How We Got Here, Part 3

It'll be just like last year, only more so.

Things are _this_ long ago now.

I did get a vibe of serious mourning yesterday from our lizards-in-skinsuits “leaders” yesterday. Not for the lives lost, though.

Gore Vidal once remarked that the U.S.A. stood for the United States of Amnesia. It’s an even more apt observation now.

A Post-America public service kind of post I hope will encourage and entertain in the course of educating. Or something.

I used to hang my facemasks over my music sheet stand close to my desk. Last week I put them in my winter sock drawer.

Wherever you see this flat, generic art, you can be sure you’re being lied to about something.

More notes as the smoke clears in Post-America.

Sitting poolside, enjoying the decline.

Notes following a landmark Independence Day, 2021.

...or something better beginning.

So much has already disappeared down the media’s memory hole, but there’s so much too many of us cannot, will not forget.

These are our world's leaders. Don't like it, build your own world government!

…because the fact that Rock is dead, once and for all, does not reflect well upon us.

We've seen so many things change slowly, now all at once.