Constant, Endless Rage
It’s a simple correlation. The worse things get, the worse I feel. I don’t want to rage and roar anymore. I don’t want to arm myself to the teeth. I simply want us to collectively enact solutions to shared problems and I grow angrier by the day as we backslide into homicidal patriarchy. If anyone knows where I can drink from a wellspring of compassion, let me know.
New Year, Same Crippling Anxieties!
Another trip around the sun and we’re still pumping billions of tons of CO2 into the atmosphere. The Titanic is sinking, but we could bail ourselves out if we tried.