I need to go to Walmart: we’re almost out of cat food. Jake was out all night again. When he came in, he ate all the food, drank half a bowl of water, and spewed. Now he’s gone to bed.
I’ve considered posting half a dozen times this morning, but each time I stopped myself, because you never know what’s going to make Trump supporters freak out. Even when the topic is unrelated to the election, if they know you ever had any negative opinions of Trump, they lash out.
I don’t even go where Trump supporters are, because they remind me of athletic supporters.
Jake sounds like one of those guys who drinks all night, comes home, eats cold four-day old food then spews it up before he passes out. Poor fool, Jake. And he doesn’t even realize it!
A lot of FReepers who couldn’t stand the current Trumpmania on FR are on FB, voicing their distrust of the guy and wishing him anything but well. They are, to a man, hoping that the FBI releases it reports on Hillary, hoping the news will dampen her campaign.
It’s overcast this morning. but at 0430, it was 80 degrees, and we don’t usually see those kinds of night time temps until well into summer. So I will swap out my clothes today.
It is interesting to observe psychological phenomena from a respectful distance. When an irrational mania sweeps the country, the people affected apparently do not know that they are being affected.
They easily become convinced that these are not the droids they're looking for.
We all need to start asking ourselves, just prior to moments of decision; "What do I know, and why do I think I know it?"
Too many of us think certain thoughts simply because we were told to think them, and we didn't choose to argue for thinking it out for ourselves. Then a defense mechanism kicks in, and we defend the irrational thought as if it were our own child.