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Short blog posts, journal entries, and random thoughts. Topics include a mix of personal and the world at large. 

A waste of money

Some would think it perverse the second inauguration of President Trump is the same day as the annual Martin Luther King Jr. Day holiday. I would think it’s a shame because people now have to follow the inauguration ceremonies while not at work. If you’re going to hate watch (or love watch) something, you might as well get paid for it, right? It sure was a wild time at work four years ago watching the January 6th riots.

But since it’s a holiday, I’ve no desire to watch the Presidential inauguration - no matter who it is. Unlike a monarchial coronation, the swearing in of new American President happens every four years (until Trump ends that practice, certain folks on the hard Left would say). It’s difficult for me to pay attention when the occurrence is not uncommon. I certainly cannot imagine myself spending thousands of dollars to fly to Washington D.C. - to attend an inauguration (in typically freezing January weather). I sure as hell hope I never develop that degree of parasocial relationship with anybody.

(I’m a fan of Taylor Swift’s music, but never fanatical to point of dropping thousands on overpriced concert tickets.)

Parasocial relationships can indeed be quite lucrative. Taylor Swift actively cultivates a special connection with her fans. Twitch streamers rely on directly interacting with people on chat. Legions of young and attractive women earn a living on OnlyFans by dangling a tantalizing false promise to lonely men. When your favorite Youtuber gets (verbally) attacked, their fans are at the ready with the pitchforks; their messiah can do no wrong.

The position you want to be on that equation is the creator side, the person offering the value. The consumer side is only going to be separating with their money. Like the people who flew to D.C. for President Trump’s inauguration, only to find that it’s changed to indoors due to weather (therefore, not open to the public). There’s no refunds on plane tickets and hotel bookings!

Aston Martin music.

Morning in America

Ah, how nice is it to wake up in the morning and not have to worry about what crazy stuff the President has done this time. It’s a liberation that we have not known for the past four years. The sense that actual competence is in charge, and that ordinary citizens shouldn’t have to constantly worry about the country’s executive branch. Character matters. Kindness matters. And it’s welcoming to see integrity return to the highest office, the leader of the free world.

As we celebrate surviving the four years of Trump, we have to recognize the many that did not. The hundreds of thousands of Americans that didn’t need to die, if only we had a proper response to the coronavirus from the federal government. Folks of rural America, believing a con man can save them from their misery, but with only overdose death to show for it. The friends and family members, figuratively lost to the conspiracy rabbit hole, egged on by the self-affirming mechanisms of social media platforms.

The economy was going great, until it wasn’t. The one excuse that Trump supporters point to to explain away the many deficiencies of his presidency got utterly upended by COVID0019. How Trump must rue the misfortune of the pandemic. A better person would have seized the moment and lead with conviction. Trump only made it worse for himself by each misstep, doomed by the destiny of character that he so lacks.

That’s all over now, turning the page to the Biden presidency. After four years of sycophancy and nepotism, it’s such a relief to see capable people put back in charge. Normal has returned to Washington DC. Hopefully, with renewed effort on the vaccine rollout, normal will soon return to the rest of us as well.

God speed.

Night changes.