CWs: US politics, mental health, death mention
nolite timere, imo resistite! (“do not be afraid, nay rather, resist!”)
I cribbed the first part from what is said to have been the delightful poet Seamus Heaney’s final words, sent in a text to his wife (noli timere, “do not be afraid”). Thank you for that, o vates.
It’s been a rough week and it’s barely halfway through. The US election had a predictably terrible result, and Trump won, somehow, again. And apparently, according to reports, won the popular vote. My mom texted me saying she was “dumbfounded” by this decision. Intellectually I get it, but at the same time, it’s not a surprise. America is working as designed. The cruelty is the point. Ad nauseam.