spatch and I have performed our civic duties and received stickers in exchange for the exercise of democracy. It's been at least a year since we had to prove our residence in this ward and precinct, but the original experience was so scarifying that we still show up carrying utility bills just in case. The moon was brilliantly full and some of the leaves streetlight-orange in it. Earlier in the afternoon, I walked some distance by the side of a road where the afternoon sun had tinted the conservation meadows like ambrotypes. I have seen the news of the death of Dick Cheney. Twenty-five years sooner would have been better, but I had begun to wonder if he was even in the machine. Since Halloween, WERS has been playing a lot of the Last Dinner Party's "
This Is the Killer Speaking" (2025). I am completely unsurprised that the band has covered
Sparks.
P.S. w00t,
Mamdani!
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I am taking a moment to admire the devastation of that descriptor. I wish your city council the best of being useful!
Late on the day it happened, I was in a really bad mood, and Cameron came to me and said, "I have news that might improve your mood!" "Really, what?" "Dick Cheney is dead!" *pause* "That does improve my mood."
Yes! I was vaguely surprised it could happen at all, but not sorry.
I'm really happy about Mamdani and about the upending of Virginia. I mean. Wow. I only wish stupid pundits had not persistently referred to the candidate who did not win our mayoral election as "the Mamdani of Minneapolis." Thanks, weirdly provincial supposed informed people.
It probably sounded too good to resist, but seriously.
The rest of it I am still happy about.
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I figured Cheney would hang on into his nineties out of sheer perversity, so yeah.
Indeed, neither Mamdani nor his campaign nor his voters had anything to do with the dumbass punditry. I am delighted for all of it and they should rock on, as should all who rejoice with them.
P.