If Trump and North Korea blow up the planet today I am going to regret wasting my morning getting a cavity filled.
In the Kimmy Schmidt tv show they have a joke “It’s amazing what some women will do to avoid being rude.” The opposite observation is the lengths some men will go to to avoid looking weak. I believe blowing up the planet is something Trump could be willing to do to save face.
Let it be a lesson to us all to work on our humility. Or maybe don’t bother and be selfish and horrible because we are getting nuked either way.
The fact that our president could be arrogant enough to start a nuclear war just to avoid looking foolish doesn’t feel shocking to me anymore. I think we are lucky that Kim Jong Un doesn’t let his constituency read the news-maybe that makes him less likely to blow up Guam in order to impress people.
Last night I laid in bed listening to our newborn breath softly, alone, on his back, in his crib. In that rare moment I was doing everything perfectly to keep my tiny fragile baby safe. Alone, on my back, in my bed, my mind kept drifting to the “fire and fury” our President is threatening to reign down on our vulnerable planet.
It is a wound that never scabs over. I work so hard to keep my children’s tiny bodies safe, but feel so powerless to ensure them a safe planet for those bodies to grow up on. I’m not shocked that this is the state of things, but I’m sore.
My toddler asked me yesterday why I like cleaning so much. You may be surprised to learn I don’t actually like cleaning at all, but have learned over the years life is more pleasant when you can sit on a couch to muse over the fragility of life instead of a 8 ft pile of laundry.
If this is our last week nuclear bomb free I will regret cleaning, but then again I don’t want to deal with the apocalypse AND a messy house.