Defining my new self

I do not know if I'm becoming a misanthrope but I do know I'm appreciating my pets and horses more and more every day.

One catalyst for my uncertainty is the sake of the home I've lived in for thirty years. It's time to sell, but the process reminds me that humans can't stop themselves from defacing anything that's beautiful or precious. We satisfy ourselves with mediocrity or worse, accept the banal rather than aspiring for joy, and remain silent when we could lift ourselves and bring others along.

Case in point from today's news—Rudy Giuliani, who destroyed and perjured and bankrupted himself by passing Trump's loyalty oath. Just another KKK initiation process.

I laugh at Rudy Giuliani. He could not be more of a degraded cameo of a groveling troll, right? Degrading sexual images come to mind when we hear his name, at least for me. Maybe your sexuality is different than mine but I bet we agree—he's pretty close to the last human on the planet either of us would want to see walk into our bedroom? Are we aligned on that?

We are all Rudy to some degree. That's the problem. I can insult, ignore, and belittle Rudy—but NOT if I'm unwilling to see my own compromises.

Amazing that anyone goes into the same room with Trump. Hubris. The guy was dropped on earth to create victims like Rudy. That's his output. Post-vampire detritus. Elon thinks he's richer. Mark thinks he's smarter. All the morons with new jobs think they can bargain with Satan.

Take heed, all you baby Rudy's. I don't see Donald reaching out a helping hand. Despite my own faults, I will imagine you in degraded sexual positions once Donald is done with your ugly soul, too. Need a lover? Rudy might still be your best bet now!

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