It's Jan 16th 2025, half way through the 1st month of the new year and it's already a doozy. Reading the news it's just one thing after another and honestly it feels as though the collective forces of all that is gloom and evil are massing at the gate ready to charge in and destroy all. And there's me, an almost 60 year old pasty white chick watching it all from the comfort of my home, tucked away on a sleepy street wondering, like you do, how did it get so bad?
But then again, I'm a GenXer. It's kind of always been like this but we just learn about it so much faster now. A quick scoot back through the beloved movies and music of the age reveals a shit ton of songs and stories about the nuclear end of the world. I mean, it's just always been awful. Wars, hatred, discrimination... so it feels as though nothing ever changes. But it does. ( there are a lot of good that's happened I'm just not going to talk about it here right now)
This is about my own existential dread making me so sick I can't even leave the house. (Well I can but man I just don't want to).
So I usually have this conversation with myself on a daily basis..."What's the good of ye?" and the truth is I don't really have a decent answer for it. I mean I do the laundry and I'm pretty good a baking potatoes. But lately I have felt pretty useless. I play a LOT of Minecraft atm because it's nice. ( I play on peaceful because it's NICE, no monsters because gods above know we have more than enough of them in the real world.
So what is the good of me?
I dunno.
