I can’t folks. I just can’t right now. I’ve been staring at my scrolling twitter feed for a good hour and I can’t come up with a single thing to write worth reading. I joked once that we are living in interesting times, and at the time I was simply referring to the pandemic. It is my hope that twenty twenty will be remembered as a turning point for this country and the rest of the world. Unfortunately in my just shy of forty four years I am not sure if I can muster the hope that that will be the case. It is my ultimate fear that this is but a brief pause as we continue to slide into a dystopian novel like the ones I read as a teen.
I’m scared for my friends. I am exceptionally privileged that I can be scared for my friends and that I don’t have to be scared for my own life. I would love to believe that something is going to change, because it needs to change. I’m not going to syndicate this post because there really isn’t much here to read. It will go out automatically to a few places but I won’t go through the process of posting it around. Tales of the Aggronaut is going to be silent for a bit, at least until I can think of something worth saying.
Keep your family and your friends close as we experience these times. Until Black Lives Matter, nothing much else matters.
Do what you have to do, to keep your head in a good place. All the best.
This year has certainly been quite the rollercoaster so far. And yeah… Admittedly it has been largely the gut-clenching, seat-of-your-pants downward plummet part of the ride so far.
And honestly — I can’t even begin to fully comprehend the horror of having riots going on in so many parts of the country, whilst a madman reigns at the top doing their level-best to further cement the division currently being felt.
But I do have hope we’ll get to the other side of all this. That there is enough good out there to counter the bad. That even those willing to sit passive so far will begin to realise enough is enough. There are signs of it already with instances of — in particular our younger generations! — being willing to put themselves in harms way to protect other peaceful protesters who might be more at risk of retaliation.
I can’t say for sure that things won’t get worse before they get better. They might.
But I do hold to hope and belief that they will get better.
Hold in there Bel. Wishing you and your loved ones, and indeed your entire danged country all the best right now.
I had enough this morning and left Twitter for good this time. There is too much hate from all sides. Last night there was a march in my town a block from my home. I had all doors locked and the house was dark. We were afraid. Over 1000 people from what I heard, and many left the march and came back to their cars parked on my street. Fortunately nothing happened. But I am feeling like a prisoner in my home. There is a fear to say anything that may label you one extreme or the other. I’ve lived through this kind of thing several times. It’s just too much in your face due to social media and everyone desire to know instantly what happening. Leave the details, we want the horror non stop.
Stay safe, stay strong. Support you friends and family who need it. We will get through this, but only if we stick together. Tkae your time, Bel. Feel all the feelings you feel without restrain. <3