Hopium & Copium: The Aftermath
Day One:
That's the thing about life. It goes on.
Day Two:
I was only ever convinced of one thing: someone was going to be very, very wrong. I just didn't expect to be this wrong. There's no fluke here. No antiquated bullshit like the electoral college to hang your hat on. This was a comprehensive thumpin' and people voted for this. It's nice on the one hand, because living in Iowa I've genuinely thought that people had lost their damn minds in this state for a few years now and now it turns out we weren't crazy, we were just early.
I hated the black despair of Tuesday night. It took me most of Wednesday to drag myself out of it, but I did. I don't think politics or elections should impact my mental health that much so I'm not going to let them do that anymore. This post will probably be my last piece of political commentary for the foreseeable future. I want to do other things with my brain. I want to read more books. Study more history. Write more stories. Generally engage with anything but politics.
I've made no secret of the fact that I despise the political establishment of this country. I was not a fan of Trump, but much like that scene in Ghostbusters 2 when Ray inadvertently thinks of the Stay-Puff Marshmellow Man as the form of their destruction, so too do us anti-establishment types not get to choose the form of the destructor. It's Trump. I hope to be pleasantly surprised. I hope that he will actually try his best to be a President for all Americans. But mainly, I'll be content for the stock market to go through the roof and fatten my retirement account.
I'll close with a TikTok I saw go by with a quote from the famous James McElroy- whoever that is:
'I'm going to wake up and keep trying to do good and so are you and no one gets to vote on that.'
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