for this week, the rnc is on the tv. it’s only fair. the last one i watched from the street outside the convention center, so this one is a little different. i feel like there isn’t as urgent a need for me to be out there, marching my feet to a bleed and yelling my horseness. mostly because everyone now is saying with inside voices what i so greatly needed to yell four years ago. and that, i think, is progress. or maybe i’m just looking in the right places for my own mental well-being and am ignoring all of those outlets that regularly make a point of infuriating me.
so, for now, i will sit on my throne and think of the future. and i will think of science and the long history of animal/human triumph that has led from where life started to where i sit right now. there is an obvious lineage.