Don’t have a clue what all this means, but it sounds cool, doesn’t it?
So I spent the day in the hospital and discovered I have (tah dah!) diverticulitis! (Or, as my dad would say, “I always said you were full of shit.”)
Anyway, blogging will be a little more sporadic because 1) I feel like shit and 2) I have to take not one, but TWO powerful antibiotics for ten days. So there you go.
You could argue we’ve been living in Huxley’s Brave New World and are transitioning to Gary Shteyngart’s Super Sad True Love Story, in which cops are everywhere and armed to the teeth. More here.
Shortly after the Holy Day of 9/11, some of us started pointing out the growing threat of fascism in the U.S. Now that we’ve given the local cops all kinds of military weapons, how do you suppose that’ll turn out?
Will most likely kill the individual mandate (you didn’t honestly think he’d recuse himself, did you?) but I’m kind of okay with that — because it pushes the country closer to single payer and away from the insurance companies. It will take a while, and people will die in the meantime, but we’ll get there, I think. Here’s hoping.