Card of the Day: Ace of Pentacles… Currently Listening: Viagra Boys, “Medicine For Horses” and Wednesday, “Elderberry Wine”
Very foreboding: Yesterday I got into my car after the gym, which had streamed the President’s grotesque press conference about storming a foreign nation and kidnapping its leader in the dark of night, and on the radio Jimi Hendrix’s “All Along The Watchtower” blasted… I screamed and slapped the volume button to turn it off. What horrendous vibes! And only three days into this year! Visions of last year and seeing flames rise up from California… Of 2021 and watching the chaos at the Capitol… Of 2020 and catching the first hints of COVID… Life does not suffer those who hope for a new start in the new year. It moves forward, as must we.
But hell, a war for oil? In 2026? I remember the last time we went to war for oil, and it was before I knew anything beyond “War bad!” I like to think I’ve had leftist tendencies all my life, and that they’ve only grown stronger as I’ve grown older. So to all those who say “You’ll grow more conservative as you get older”, sure, maybe I’ll sock some extra in my savings, but otherwise, I’m gonna be your pinko commie nightmare.
I still hold out hope that we will find enlightenment in 2026 with regard to our choices, through our own self-reflection or by force. Not saying that I want anything rash to happen, but at the rate our own government’s going, they’ll invite some nonsense to occur which will cause them to manufacture consent for more violence, and at a certain point something will have to give. We’re in for a reckoning, folks, and I sure hope we don’t have to wait long, because I’d like for us to get over this petulant and stupid era of our lives already.
But again: We press on. On my baseball Discord – the only social media that feels good these days – the jokers are talking about how baseball either has or does not have luck. I am firmly on the side of luck. Every sport has luck. Every second we are alive is a lucky second, despite any evidence to the contrary. Life consists of a battle to turn the odds in our favor, when they continue to stack themselves against us and show great fortitude when we try to beat them. But nothing remains impossible. It may seem fruitless for a team of underpowered rookies to beat the repeat World Series champions in the league championship, or for the team of rowdy green adventurers to slay the dragon in the cave just beyond the abandoned village, but certainly neither are futile. Hope prevails. Ya gotta believe.
In any case, I will leave this here for now. The Patriots are going for the #1 seed this afternoon, and while I don’t doubt they can beat the Dolphins on home turf in ice-cold weather, luck cares not for whom it grants its charm. Be well.