Now, I have been as of late been filled with an unaccountable feeling of impending doom.
Not doom, per se, maybe dread. My Tarot reading for the New Year was not so pleasant, accurate, perhaps (Current situation, blocked by the inverted Death Card, meaning I'm resisting necessary change), but change is coming.
And the last few days, the news, the news, it's coming quicker than the horsemen of the Apocalypse...
A few nights ago, woke rousted from unpleasant dreams, that a friend (no one I knew) had attempted an assassination on the Orange Menace south of the border. And I was forced to flee with him, and ended up in a cave...
Having successfully avoided the news I'm once again lured into the cycle, and it's one of never-ending despair. The Orange Menace, threatening to annex Canada, Greenland, Panama, his henchman Musk wanting to buy off UK Politics (why? well, apparently in Europe he's facing some charges), Facebook's (META's) new promise to remove Fact Checking (Again, at the Orange Menace's recommendation).
I mean, we're fucked. Reading the threads on Reddit, there's no spin on current world events in which we win or break even. None whatsoever. And when you're not taking in the multitude of generally intelligent opinions (not all in agreement as to what will happen, but all in that it won't be good) you suffer through scrolling past the Trolls, who promise to welcome us into the States with open arms...
No thank you very much.
And Pierre Poilievre, the idiot's alternative to Trudeau (don't get me wrong, Trudeau had to go, but now who will replace him? Especially at this time? Not a job to be wanted).
I knew these days were coming, have known for a while, and unfortunately have no bunker filled with weapons to retreat to. I should have prepared better.
The news, it's like I'm a turtle that popped it's head out of it's shell to realize that maybe I should have just stayed put...