Courage in the Face of Absurdity
For you on Election Day
Yes, my friends, I know! It’s THAT day! I just had to reach out to the Congregation of the Real World and commiserate, in case it is the End Of The World As We Know It (or, as we who are always in full-on doomsayer mode know it, TEOTWAWKI).
Bless you my children — I know it’s been a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad year. But I’m afraid I just have to reach right in and get confrontational and say something.
Get a grip, people. Breathe in a paper bag, or something.
And read this, please, if you need perspective:
Look, no matter what happens in the next days or weeks, with anything short of the actual TEOTWAWKI — and I’m talking full-on God-smiting, with maybe a meteorite — we are going to have one hell of a mess to clean up.
We got our happy fannies to the polls. Yay! But the Congregation of the Real World still has a boatload of work to do.
No matter who the POTUS is— even if the Good Guys win — we still have a war machine, an ecodisaster, and a racist kakistocracy to dismantle. And that’s on us.
So stay calm, eat soup, be grateful if you are safe indoors.
Because we are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
Keep the faith. And don’t let the bastards wear you down.
Love,
Rev Dr Sparky
