The fake president and his confederate dunces have apparently conceded. Voter fraud, of course, being just the next con in a long line, wiping clean the memories of those that came before. Bigger and bigger lies. A circus of ever increasing absurdities. I'm not sure the people of this country will ever share the same reality again.
Maybe that's the purpose of the emergence and proliferation of this virus. A reality check in slow motion. It's real when it comes through your door, puts you or your loved one in the hospital, on a ventilator, in the ground. "It's real," we say then soberly, chastened. Both feet suddenly planted on the unreliable earth. Eyes wide and humble. "Please be careful,' we say earnestly, as though we'd never heard of the last eleven months and their twelve million American cases.
It's still dark here as I write this.
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