[I started writing this before the race was called for Biden-Harris. I went back and edited it a bit, to take out some of my disgusted musings on exactly why so many of my fellow Americans are garbage people. But, yeah, we have a lot of garbage people among us.]
I don’t know, y’all. It looks like our democracy will survive, Thank GOD, but we really have a lot of serious issues we need to face in this country. Like the fact that a lot of Americans are just fucking awful people.
I’m trying to work up the energy to discuss white women. What is wrong with white women? How on EARTH did so many of my fellow white women vote for that narcissistic sociopath? TWICE??
I know there’s a lot of, uh, “low information voters” in this country, and when Trump “won” the first time, I could sort of forgive the dim bulbs who saw him on their teevee and really did think he was some powerful, successful businessman. But after all the lies and incompetence and sheer wannabe fascist malevolence of his administration, MORE of them voted for him this time? What the FUCK???
So, yeah. I’m deeply, deeply relieved that the good guy (and gal) won, but damn, the last 4 years brought a lot of dark, ugly truths to light.
A lot of America is NOT “better than this.” A fair chunk of it is truly awful.
And on that cheery thought – I knew this week would be difficult, so I gave myself a mental health day on Wednesday, and took my fun new camera to Animal Kingdom. I didn’t ride the roller coaster, I just spent a few hours with the animals.
For the non-Disney-nuts: Animal Kingdom has a safari, which is by far the coolest thing in the park IMHO. You really do get close to the animals at times because much of it is open “savannah” with giraffes and zebras et al. wandering free.
I have to say that as many times as I’ve been on Kilimanjaro Safaris, I’ve never been THIS close to a rhino. This is an open vehicle, and I actually could have put a hand out and touched him. The rhinos had our truck surrounded for several minutes, and we had to wait patiently until they were ready to move on.
It was just so pleasant to be outdoors (wearing masks and social distancing) and feel the breeze and just sit and watch rhinos snacking on the grass, totally ignoring the large truck full of humans stopped behind them. I will admit that I did sneak peek at my phone a few times through the day, to see what was going on with the vote count, but mostly I just watched animals and enjoyed NOT being chained to my desk in my home office.
Lunch at Yak and Yeti quick serve was delicious. I intentionally leaped off my plant based wagon to try the very intriguing Korean Fried Chicken sandwich . It was excellent – who knew kimchi and fried chicken were made for each other?
It was a delightful mid-week break, and I think I’m going to do something like this once a month. I also, I swear, will blog more than once a month!
I’m so glad you got away and into your happy place. I share the joy and disbelief. And profound distrust that the awful among us will reverse it in 4 years. I’m not sure how you reach these terribly ignorant people. I’m angry at them and sad but the angry still wins. I also fear that Biden is too much of a compromiser and peace at any price guy and that he’ll do what Obama did with equally horrific results, try to compromise with fanatics.
Ahem. But for today I refill the prosecco and put up fucking hurricane shutters because, of course 2020, Homestead gets hit with a category 1 hurricane this evening. South Florida continues to improve my swearing skills.
Lovely photo’s. It’s good you were able to get out to recharge your batteries, it can make all the difference.
Just watching the celebrations from the US, best news this year! You get a sane President, the world gets a sane America, Trump gets even more time on the golf course. Win, win!
Sarah.
It feels like the entire planet just breathed a sigh of relief! I know there’s a LOT of work ahead to fix the many things those vandals broke in the last four years, but the nightmare is over. I’m still in the “I can’t quite believe it,” stage – as my son put it, “I’ll really relax when the U-Haul drives away from the White House.”