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I’m on the Tracks… Freight Train Barreling Toward Me
November 5th, 2024: A day that will be remembered
It’s too real. I’m scared NOW. Suddenly, I feel it in my chest, heart racing, it’s coming too fast… how do I get off the tracks? Two weeks, just two weeks until the possible implosion of everything I thought I knew, believed in, loved…
Not that my life is perfect — far from it — but I knew who I was, what my world was, its boundaries, borders, limitations…
Now I’m a deer caught in the headlights… suddenly that analogy seems wrong…the deer did not know as it ambled across the street that a car would come plunging out of the dark to interrupt its peaceful excursion.
I knew he was coming… clear signs, ever since he rode down that elevator in 2015, looking for all the world like a self-appointed royal, descending from the heavens to grace mere mortals with his presence… handily clearing the field of dismissive republican candidates until he alone remained, and then commanding them to bow down before him. AND… they did!
Deceitful deeds for four years — breaking down institutions, favoring dictators, acting the fool, pretending the Pandemic wasn’t, railing against fake news while creating it — and then Jan 6th… Taking part in what for all the world watching, looked like scenes…
