Senator Roy Blunt tries to conflate the summer 2020 BLM protests and the Capitol insurrection.
Well, let’s see. The summer protests were mostly-peaceful civil rights marches and protests, and the Capitol siege was an attempted coup by armed and violent extremists, so I can see how you’d think they were the same thing. 🙄
Terry Pratchett on the importance of believing in Santa Claus.
“All right,” said Susan. “I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
“Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little -”
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
“They’re not the same at all!”
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET – Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME… SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
“Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point -”
MY POINT EXACTLY.
Perhaps more apt this year than any other year I’ve posted this.
– Doctor Who, A Christmas Carol
(* No hugging anyone outside your immediate household this year.)
He’s fortifying the White House. That’s definitely not a bad sign, right?
So… Trump’s spending the election piddling himself in the bunker, I guess? Thought he was having a party in there on election night? Will he come out long enough for that?
Does anyone remember the bit in Terry Pratchett’s Night Watch, the night of the riots, Winder’s having his big party, all twitchy and jumpy. He was so freaked out and paranoid that when Vetinari showed up in black he died of a heart attack?
Winder’s mind felt even fuzzier than it had done over the past few years, but he was certain about cake. He’d been eating cake, and now there wasn’t any. Through the mists he saw it, apparently close but, when he tried to reach it, a long way away.
A certain realization dawned on him.
“Oh,” he said.
YES, said Death.
“Not even time to finish my cake?”
NO. THERE IS NO MORE TIME, EVEN FOR CAKE. FOR YOU, THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE.
Trump’s bunker puts me in mind of that, I guess.
Featured image: Trump SotU, 2/5/19, official White House photo by Shealah Craighead.
“Suburban women, will you please like me? I saved your damn neighborhood, OK?”
Suburban women, will you please like me? I saved your damn neighborhood, OK?
– Donald Trump at a campaign rally in Johnstown, Pennsylvania, 10/13/20
(Featured image: Trump delivers his SotU on 2/5/19, official White House photo by Shealah Craighead.)
