I can no longer stand talking to anyone in my family. I just can't separate their votes, ignorance, and culpability from who they are. Maybe that's happening for families all across the country. That's a lot of bad vibes in everything we do, everything we breathe. It's a loss of all stability.

I find that I simply want everyone that voted for it, to experience personal pain, however it comes for them. I wish it. Sadly, even that pain and suffering will likely not break through the propaganda and dissonance. That makes me even angrier.

These feelings are not something I'm proud to have, but I don't see a path forward with competing realities until it all burns.

I enjoy the new Wet Leg song.