18 August 2020
Last night I was doing the dishes after a wonderful meal prepared by my wife. I was listening to the algorithmically generated playlist called Get Up. For the most part the list was hitting on all cylinders last night. I bopped and dipped as I put dishes in the dishwasher and I sang along as I washed knives that should never go in the dishwasher.
A John Hiatt tune came on. The song was one that I was not familiar with. It was a tale of romantic matters not ending well and causing Permanent Hurt. There was a great hook and I found myself singing that phrase each time it came up. Good stuff.
As I sang along my mind drifted to the fact that the Democratic National Convention would be on shortly. I tend to not watch political spectacles. This year my mind was in a different place. With the horror show that the current President has foisted upon America I promised myself I would watch some of the key speeches given each night.
In a few short hours Michelle Obama would be on and she would point out the fraud and ineptitude of the current holder of the oval office. But at the time I was rinsing the dinner plates this had not happened yet.
Listening to the chorus of the Hiatt tune I could not help feeling that he was describing what will happen if we re-elect Donald Trump. Considering the ecological waste, he has laid to this country and the destruction of social norms he has singled handedly wrought his re-election will cause permeant hurt to the fabric of our country. I am not thrilled with Joe Biden, but I am terrified of four more years with Trump. I will vote for Joe.
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