I truly hate that we can no longer get accurate, timely news or information. I don’t trust any of the mainstream media to be honest or unbiased, and while social media is more timely and instantaneous, it’s also got an extremely high bullshit level.
The worst part is hos you used to be able to say, “Well, THAT has to be bogus, nothing that insane could really be happening!” These days? Assassination attempt? Yeah, right. Show me a body. We’re bombing an ally or killing hundreds of innocent civilians? I’m not surprised. Trump said WHAT? It won’t make any difference.
So tonight I’m seeing multiple posts on social media from normally reputable sources that are extremely worrisome. If they’re all true, it might be about to get even worse than I thought that it might. But I’m not seeing a lot of cross confirmations from multiple sources. So maybe it’s just the internet. Clickbait. Bullshit.
None of this is helping me get restful sleep in my old age.
Here, have a cat picture. That seems to help for a lot of folks…
This was a really old cat from long, long ago, Joey Chan. We really don’t want a cat now, even though we have the Forever Home. We’re not really cat people, as cute and soft as they might be.
But a dog? It could happen. The Long-Suffereng Wife has her dream breed in mind and we’ve discussed it. It could happen. I’ve been trying to be level-headed and considering in advance some of the down sides and issues we’ll have to deal with, but maybe that’s wrong. Maybe in these times of grief, stress, and bullshit, having a dog to snore on your lap and make your legs go to sleep and get all tingly might be worth it all.
Maybe.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 