I leaned over to my husband, who had been at the church since early in the morning—we hadn’t talked yet, and gave him the look of “Oh my goodness … What happened?”
He whispered back, each word a wound to the heart. “Worst mass shooting… gay nightclub… loyal to ISIS… 50 dead... hostages…”
My heart felt like it would implode.
I was devastated—I was heartbroken.
But surprisingly, I wasn’t confused.
Is anyone else tired of hearing about Donald Trump? I mean the guy is EVERYWHERE. News stories, memes, FB posts, viral videos, tweets, and even my kids’ drawings—I can’t escape the guy. Clearly he has a knack for stealing the spotlight—not a bad thing when you’re running for president. The coverage is overwhelming, in part because for every avid Trump fan, there seems to be an equally avid Trump-hater. And no, I didn’t mean to say “Kasich supporter” or “democrat”—I quite literally mean a Trump-hater.
As soon as the air turns crisp I begin to transform my home into a cozy little haven—extra throw blankets, warm scents in the air, and sweaters brought back from their attic hibernation. I run into trouble sometimes though, because much of the traditional fall décor clashes with our vibe. Enter fairytale pumpkins...
Reasons I don’t like Halloween: the ugliest color combination, loads of sweets, tacky decorations, scary versions of every kids’ show, dropping a million dollars on costumes, and on and on and on.
Yet, in recent years I’ve embraced this horrible holiday in part because it’s fun for my boys, but also because it’s a built in excuse to gather your neighborhood...
- Andy Soper
I have believed for some time that the bottom is going to drop out. I fear that the second law of thermodynamics is true for all things – the foundation of a house, the relationship between lovers, the clear understanding of a passage we’ve known for centuries. It is all in a steady state of decay. Decay will win.
My profession – if one can call it that – leads me to interact with industries that strip mine humanity. I get paid to work in the wreckage of human trafficking. Colonialism at its finest. Exploit the natural resources. Ascribe a value to the population being subjugated. When finished, assert power on a new caste. Repeat until you are overthrown or colonized yourself.
This is not the land of hope. I’m not sure what can survive there.