Sunday, November 3, 2024

Typing Out Loud: Seeing the Human in the Human

She looks so much like our host daughter Abby in this pic.

At the time of this writing, we are looming in on the eventual end to the election. I know how I'm going to vote, but I am exhausted. 

What is startling to me is the immature rhetoric behind, well, EVERYTHING. One social media post, while praising Taylor Swift for her generous donation to a Louisiana-based food bank on her stop there for the Eras tour, felt the need to drag Kid Rock, assuming Bob Ritchie hasn't done much for his fellow American. 

Oh my no: see blog post from 2012. I may not agree with his politics, but there's no doubt to his charitable works. Ted Nugent as well. 

I sobbed. Plus, fringe.

Also random, the next post was the top 20 countdown from 1980, and at #8 was Stephanie Mill's "Never Knew Love Like This Before." This made me think of the villain, Candy in the show POSE. She was the victim of a hate crime, and the subsequent fantasy montage was of her dancing and lip-syncing to her own funeral, attended by the members of her community in mourning. 

I don't see myself as religious, so this may seem hypocritical, but I beg of you all to see people through the eyes of God. Maybe it will help tame the hateful mud-slinging that is happening now and, I'm guessing, for the next few months. It possibly depends on who wins and who exhibits grace. 

All things on short supply. 



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