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I was woken shortly after noon by a spam call. It wanted to tell me there was a problem with the warranty of my nonexistent car. When I hung up on the spam, I saw that I had messages waiting from family and friends. They wanted to tell me Biden had won the election.
It does feel like the end of a war. Which means that what's ahead is the hard work of rebuilding—and building on, not merely settling for what we accepted once as the status quo. Too much of our government has still turned out to be three gentlemen's handshakes in a trenchcoat. Let's not do Reconstruction 2.0. Also we still have a plague.
But there is a new tree planted in the sidewalk out front of our apartment and I can think about a future that is not merely the endurance or resistance of destruction.
Just for the change, I think repairing things could be fun.
It does feel like the end of a war. Which means that what's ahead is the hard work of rebuilding—and building on, not merely settling for what we accepted once as the status quo. Too much of our government has still turned out to be three gentlemen's handshakes in a trenchcoat. Let's not do Reconstruction 2.0. Also we still have a plague.
But there is a new tree planted in the sidewalk out front of our apartment and I can think about a future that is not merely the endurance or resistance of destruction.
Just for the change, I think repairing things could be fun.
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Get through the rest of this year and live, I think. It is a strange thought.
[edit] The socialists this afternoon sang Jean Rohe's "Arise, Arise" and everyone just dissolved: "Till tyrants bow to the people's dream / And justice flows like a mighty stream."
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You're welcome! It was one of the last songs we were beginning to learn right before the pandemic happened. I hadn't known it before, either, and especially not that it was written in the last decade when I would otherwise have sworn that it came out of Rise Up Singing.
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....Which there fucking aren't going to be anymore, keyn ayin hora.
*bawls messily*
I loathe your access to my gooey emotional center!
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For which I write demons and partisans!
*hugs, hugs*
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*hugs, hugs*