More than anything else, what I am feeling right now is just being mad at myself. Furious, even.
I had the audacity to actually feel a small amount of hope. Hope that we as a nation might be better than we were. What a fucking idiot.
Did I ever really think Kamala Harris was going to win this election? In our hate filled, racist, misogynistic cesspool of a nation? Probably not. Did I allow myself to hope that she’d win? Even for just a few minutes?
I did… like a fucking moron.
It is election day today. Here’s hoping we do away with the fascist prick once and for all. I am seriously looking forward to never having to see or hear him ever again. Cross your fingers, non-cult members. Today could be the day that we start being able to ignore that mother fucker.
I want to hang our flag today. I haven’t put it up since Biden’s inauguration day. Today seems like a good day to bring it back, but the forecast this morning calls for rain and flag etiquette dictates that you do not fly the US flag in the rain. The weather looks okay this afternoon. Maybe I’ll put it up after lunch. We’ll see.
Today could be the first day of a fascism free America. Do the right thing, people. Get out and vote for Kamala Harris. It’s the right thing to do*.
*It took every ounce of my being to not turn that into a Wilford Brimley quote from those old commercials and actually write “It’s the right thing to do and a tasty way to do it.” Were those oatmeal commercials? I can remember the slogan, but not the product and somehow that pleases me to no end.
I want to say that there is no way the fascist piece of orange shit could ever win the election tomorrow because a vote for him is effectively an act of violence against women. The women of the United States will never let that stand, and they will vote for Harris en masse which will lead to a landslide victory and an epic, historic humiliation for that nazi fuck. No woman in her right mind would ever vote for this sexist, abusive, abuser slime, right?
Then I remember that I said exactly the same thing in 2016 and the scum bag won.
I am absolutely terrified for the future of my country right now. I can’t even put the existential dread into words. Please don’t vote for that nazi fucker. Harris/Walz 2024. Please. Do the right thing.
So tomorrow is election day in the USofA. We’ve been talking about it and stressing about it and being completely messed up about it for about two years now.
I’ve already voted. It doesn’t matter. I am totally paranoid about tomorrow. So much so that I think I am afraid to leave the house. I should work from the office, but I seriously do not want to go outside at all.
The last time the nazi running as a republican lost an election he tried to overthrow the government. Vice President Harris could win in an unprecedented landslide and that nazi fuck is still not going to accept defeat, and he will mobilize his cult again, and maybe they’ll pull it off this time.
Even worse, our country is so fucked up that there is an actual decent chance that the convicted felon could actually win. What the fuck is wrong with us?
Yeah… I am not leaving the house tomorrow… I don’t want to try my luck.
One vote closer to removing the fascists again.
Two thoughts on baseball. First, the Dodgers won the National League Pennant. Better the Dodgers (who aren’t from New York but used to be) than the Mets (who actually are from New York). When I was a kid there was a stretch of time where the World Series was the fucking Yankees vs the Dodgers over and over again. I just googled it and it was really only twice, 1978 and 1981. They met in 1977 too but that was before I started following the game. Whatever, it feels like the two teams have met in the World Series 10000 times.
Suffice to say that I am totally rooting for the Dodgers even though I really, really hate them. As much as I hate them, I don’t hate them nearly as much as I hate the fucking Yankees. There is no team in the sporting universe that I hate as much as I hate the fucking Yankees. My big question though is why the hell is Major League baseball waiting until Friday to start the series? The match up was set on Sunday and we’re not playing a game until Friday? Is the goal to make sure all of America forgets about baseball completely? Friday? Really?
Super subject change. It is October 21st. Early voting in Massachusetts started two days ago, on October 19th. I have not voted yet. I am hoping to get to it tomorrow (Tuesday). If not it will probably Thursday, or maybe over the weekend. If you live in Massachusetts, maybe you’ll join me in voting early. It’s fun and it takes some of the pressure off, even if the pressure doesn’t really exist and is only in your (my) head due to the whole fascist threat to democracy thing.
Vote.
Vote Blue.
Vote for Harris.
So I am doing this 50 songs in 90 days challenge thing. If you have spent more than two seconds on this little pagey page you might have seen me post something about it.
July 4 through October 1. 90 days. Three calendar months. I also have a personal sub-goal along with the 50 songs thing. It’s to do an RPM Challenge style album in each of the three months. That’s either 10 songs written entirely within the calendar month, or 35 minutes of music. In July I somehow, magically, ended up with 20 songs. In August I only managed 14. Those combined with a few songs that were started in one month and finished in another had me at 42 songs on September 1st. That means that in order to finish the album in a month for September I have to get to 52 songs. Okay. I can do that.
I have a third goal now. It’s a mini-goal based on the three times in the past that I have completed the 50 songs in 90 days challenge. The first time was 2014. I ended the 90 days with exactly 50 songs finished. There was a 51st song but I never finished it. I still haven’t. The next time I completed the challenge was in 2020. I finished with 51 songs. Suck it, 2014! I beat you by one! The next time I pulled it off was 2021. I finished with 52 songs. Victory is mine, once again! 2021 rules, 2020 drools!
That leads me to this year’s goal within a goal within a goal. This year I want to get to 53. 50 songs completes the main challenge. 52 will give me the secondary challenge. 53 will give me the third challenge. I have 40 songs complete right now and nine more in progress. I have to finish those nine and then add four more.
I can do it. I think. Yeah, I can do it.
But first… it’s bed time.
PS: Still not watching the debate, but social media (which I know is an echo chamber based on my personal political beliefs and all) is hinting that Vice President Harris is effectively mopping the floor with the fascist fucker’s Nixon-esque flop sweat. Sounds epic.
Tonight is Presidential Debate night here in the USA. I am not watching.
Any time I see that fascist piece of dog shit I want to punch something as hard as I can and I really don’t want to cause any damage around the house tonight.
Fuck that fascist asshole. I hope Vice President Harris verbally kicks his ass all the way back to the stone age from whence he came. Prick.
I can admit when I am wrong. It doesn’t happen often (that is sarcasm, it happens constantly) but when it does I can fess up to it.
When the media was going on and on about Joe Biden dropping out of the race I was very much a pissed off red head. No way. We held the primary. He won. That’s it. Yes he is old, but the nazi orange shit clown is old too and Joe is WAY more stable than that putz was even in his prime. I wanted Joe to stay in the race.
Then he dropped out. Shit. That’s when something I didn’t expect happened. Kamala Harris stepped up and somehow… magically… unified the entire party. Suddenly we were all on the same page and ready to go. Had that ever happened in my lifetime? Maybe late in Obama’s first run we might have felt something like this, but I don’t think it was this intense. Maybe it’s a social media echo chamber kind of thing where the algorithms are only bringing me people I agree with (yes, I know that’s a big part of this) but come one, folks. The transition from the Biden campaign to the Harris campaign was electric. It felt GREAT.
I will admit it. I was wrong about wanting Biden to stay in the race. Given what we know now, that would have been the wrong move.
Now we are adding Tim Walz to the ticket as Harris’ running mate and that unified feeling has intensified times a billion. Where has this guy been all of our lives? I feel so good about the state of things right now that I could almost be described as… I don’t want to say it but… I could almost be described as feeling patriotic. Almost. Who the hell saw that coming?
Harris/Walz in 2024. I might want to throw some more money at them. Bring it on!
I saw this on Threads today and I think it is too good not to share. It’s very fitting.
This is the post where I first saw it, but there is a comment stating that the person who posted it did not create it… so I don’t know who to give credit for it. Sorry.
Inside the Red Head's Head 