To Sean Beaudoin and Greg Olear, your fine joint newsletter today
"I have trouble losing myself to a movie or a TV show, and reading is impossible. This is not a healthy way to live."
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No kidding. By early January of 2017, I had realised I should never, ever watch #Mangowanker on video or listen to him. Those are primal triggers and no way our tv/pc/various tools of the devil would have survived.
But the cost of this is as you say: A compulsion to keep up with Putin's GOP coup d'etat constantly.
One thing Trump knows is how to distract us with daily horror and revulsion. To want to gird yourself against these attacks is also primal.
Bike rides are my escape, although recent surgery precludes that for a few months, sadly. But those places you can isolate yourself without Steve Job's Trojan Horse are to be treasured and enforced, daily if possible.
Take a deeper interest in the lives of family and friends who are not privy to the intense adrenaline horror of The Turdking. "Distract from the distraction" as a daily goal.
Of course, all the above is an attempt to enforce such advice in myself. We all know that.
And, Thank you again for your valued thoughts on the horror, the horror, as Brando said once to a young Martin Sheen.
Long before the Plague of the Orange Shit Gibbon descended upon us, I came to believe that "you don't need a soul, if you have a spin doctor". The last four years are the ultimate neverending coda to that belief. Thank you, Greg Olear, for all your great posts. And for for sharing work from some other fine authors as well. Much appreciated.
Thank you so much. While my precious baby is now 27, having just started graduate school (psychology) I feel the exact same way. She’s still so young and the world to which she has just emerged as a very productive and wise young adult, is in her hands now. She sees all that we see, and her optimism and faith in the power of goodness and kindness will be her greatest protection. If we can impart those values in our children perhaps there’s a chance that we will be ok.....
To Sean Beaudoin and Greg Olear, your fine joint newsletter today
"I have trouble losing myself to a movie or a TV show, and reading is impossible. This is not a healthy way to live."
--
No kidding. By early January of 2017, I had realised I should never, ever watch #Mangowanker on video or listen to him. Those are primal triggers and no way our tv/pc/various tools of the devil would have survived.
But the cost of this is as you say: A compulsion to keep up with Putin's GOP coup d'etat constantly.
One thing Trump knows is how to distract us with daily horror and revulsion. To want to gird yourself against these attacks is also primal.
Bike rides are my escape, although recent surgery precludes that for a few months, sadly. But those places you can isolate yourself without Steve Job's Trojan Horse are to be treasured and enforced, daily if possible.
Take a deeper interest in the lives of family and friends who are not privy to the intense adrenaline horror of The Turdking. "Distract from the distraction" as a daily goal.
Of course, all the above is an attempt to enforce such advice in myself. We all know that.
And, Thank you again for your valued thoughts on the horror, the horror, as Brando said once to a young Martin Sheen.
Long before the Plague of the Orange Shit Gibbon descended upon us, I came to believe that "you don't need a soul, if you have a spin doctor". The last four years are the ultimate neverending coda to that belief. Thank you, Greg Olear, for all your great posts. And for for sharing work from some other fine authors as well. Much appreciated.
Thank you so much. While my precious baby is now 27, having just started graduate school (psychology) I feel the exact same way. She’s still so young and the world to which she has just emerged as a very productive and wise young adult, is in her hands now. She sees all that we see, and her optimism and faith in the power of goodness and kindness will be her greatest protection. If we can impart those values in our children perhaps there’s a chance that we will be ok.....