In this world, “crazy” is an honorific. And I keep getting crazier....

Of a deceased monarch and the ongoing insults from our media that I need to quit paying any attention to whatsoever.

It just shuffled in muttering to itself, then stood around muttering to itself. Days later, with a lone, choked sob, it shuffled away.

Why faith in God is the most decent and rational answer to an perverse and irrational world.

The current state of the apocalypse, with a weather report.

the child sees the feral cats on my porch and her joy defies common adult emotional gravity:

At least you can tell the difference. You *can* tell the difference, right?

And as I move about the house and yard, sweeping dirt and debris from the garage I realize this is the meaning of life right here

Except it’s not, because the media isn’t talking about it. We’re supposed to be angry and upset with the overturning of Roe v Wade.

Lots more people are becoming aware of how weird it feels now, but that's all that's changed. So far.

It’s tragic how most can say Who You are but fail to understand What You are.

It’s just as well, because the country they were celebrated in no longer exists.

An inch taken is a mile gained when you’ve got the Devil behind your smallest details.

...of the Psalms of L. Roy. I thought it would be as fun as it is edifying to try composing my own.

Who knew the apocalypse would turn out so sordid and tacky?

They have no problem whatsoever getting in your face and shoving their filthy religion down your throat.

The curious persistence of yet another cultural artifact from the 20th century.

Working alone shouldn’t be the only perk of writing. I’m no fan of that Gravity’s Rainbow guy, but he was onto something.

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