The politics of love and the future don't mean nothing
I am extremely tired. I am not sure how the end of this week came up so fast. I was almost literally falling asleep on my feet walking from Kendall to Davis last night. Nonetheless, I got through my doctor's appointments and one of them even went significantly better than expected. Despite yesterday's hell of public transit failure, ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch and I managed to meet for dinner at a pop-up crossover with Mei Mei being hosted by Mamaleh's, meaning that he had the kung pao pastrami, I had the lox on scallion pancakes, and we got a tsimmes-style brisket bao on the house. Tomorrow my family is taking me on a pre-birthday outing and Sunday I will maybe sleep.
I have been invited to participate in Providence's inaugural Noir at the Bar in November. I have obviously said yes. Chances are good that I will read poetry and nonfiction and talk about women and uncertainty in classic film noir. It should be fun.
The trouble with having the line "You have made the wrong choice, sir—as usual" running through my head is that I feel much more sympathetically toward Gilbert Norrell than toward the majority of our Senate, my thoughts about whom bend much more in the direction of dying with blood in their throats.
spatch and I managed to meet for dinner at a pop-up crossover with Mei Mei being hosted by Mamaleh's, meaning that he had the kung pao pastrami, I had the lox on scallion pancakes, and we got a tsimmes-style brisket bao on the house. Tomorrow my family is taking me on a pre-birthday outing and Sunday I will maybe sleep.I have been invited to participate in Providence's inaugural Noir at the Bar in November. I have obviously said yes. Chances are good that I will read poetry and nonfiction and talk about women and uncertainty in classic film noir. It should be fun.
The trouble with having the line "You have made the wrong choice, sir—as usual" running through my head is that I feel much more sympathetically toward Gilbert Norrell than toward the majority of our Senate, my thoughts about whom bend much more in the direction of dying with blood in their throats.
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I always add the mental fine print of in a way that cannot possibly be spun into a conspiracy of assassination, but enough of them are of an age where I think nothing dramatic would have to happen, although I wouldn't say no to McConnell dissolving into a glistening pile of his own vitriol.
In terms of making Mitch McConnell sad, I recommend donating to Joe Donnelly and Jon Tester, both of whom are No on Bart O'Kavanaugh and both of whose races are tighter than comfortable.
Thank you.
[edit] ETA: Also Mike Espy, who has a very credible chance at winning a Senate seat in Mississippi (!) in the December runoff and whom early money will help right now.
I hadn't even heard of him! Thanks.