I always write out my blogs before I post them, but TODAY IS THE EXCEPTION. I’ve tried putting the significance of today out of my mind, concentrating on my participation in the Women’s March tomorrow as a stand I can take against the unfathomable distressful fearsome events of today, but today will not vanish. I am heavy-hearted, solemn, scared. How much can one person do in the face of evil and wrongdoing?

Such a big shock to find so many fellow Americans so far from my own vision of truth. That, more than the person who today is usurping the throne of our country. I say throne because it seems that instead of a respectful presidency, this person treats his election like a kingdom-ship. His family, his cabinet, all close to him. A little coven of like-minded folk dazzled by their own wealth and power. Maybe not. I don’t know these people, only what they stand for. I’m appalled and afraid and angry.

So today. What about today? I’m already sinking into anxiety. Breath ragged and failing; throat constricted.

I hear people say:

Maybe it will be okay.

Maybe he will do good in his office of king.

Maybe he’s just what this country needs.

I can’t listen to that speak, so sure am I of my own convictions. One doesn’t come to 65 with out a little knowledge of the world. What really happened in the 60’s? What’s really happening now?

What’s really happening today?

That’s enough of a ramble. I promise my next post will be about cats. Until then, take care, be safe, and watch your butts.