Monday, January 11, 2021

Goodbye 2020, hello....Insurrection?

January 11, 2021

My head isn't even spinning anymore. It's stunned silent.

Even though I can't think, I feel like I need to document what's going on because it's monumental. It's historic. It's horrifying.

My last post in November was about my relief (with a side of caution) after the election was called for Biden. It felt like the beginning of something better. And it has been. But the old evil isn't leaving easily.

I think it's hilarious that all the advice for improving life with fibromyalgia and anxiety is to reduce stress. Not in 2020 and so far, not in 2021. 

After living through almost a year of the COVID pandemic (I actually got my first vaccination last week because I work for a hospital) and then the Election from hell....now our current manbaby President decides to have a tantrum about losing and incites an insurrection. Of the Capitol. During the count of the Electoral Votes. Where five people DIED. 

January 6, 2021 will be added to our Days of Infamy in the United States. The day that the USA looked like a third world banana republic. Led by the world's stupidest orangutan.

Since I started this blog to talk about dealing with my health issues, I'll mention that I've been doing okay with my back pain since my rheumatologist was onboard with my pain med regime for exercise. That relieved a lot of worry on my part. I've been able to do everything I've needed for the holidays. 

The only problem now is my blood pressure. It got up to 170/110 on Christmas Eve and thoroughly freaked me out. I've been keeping an eye on it and it seems that when I do my VR meditation, it will drop like a rock. So I know how to deal with it...in normal times.

But this week takes the cake as far as blowing up my stress level. 45 revs his mob of cult supporters up into a frenzy and sicks them on the Capital building. There is no phalanx of SWAT team members circling the building like a BLM march. There is nothing. I watched in horror as thugs and crazies crawled up the side of the building, beat the Capitol police with American flags, drive our Congress and Vice President into hiding and desecrate offices of the some of the highest offices in our government. 

While the orange asshat did NOTHING. It's like watching your house burn down and the firemen have been told NOT to show up. 

I'm sure all the details will be in all the papers and news feeds and history books one day, so I won't bother to put it all down here....it's just so unbelievable that I think I need to see myself write it in black and white. 

I'm the only one in the house who is absorbed in this topic 24x7. My boys (18 and 16) are staying away from the topic pretty much and my husband gets an update once a day or so and then puts it on the back burner. I can't do that. I'm not obsessed...just on my toes.

It's become my porn...I watch it alone when I can and read the highlights to myself during the day. I'm so glad I have group support on social media because we all commiserate together. It is wonderful to be part of the groups that AREN'T the awful ones being taken off the sites. I've never wanted to be on Twitter too much because it was RULED by 45 and his minions, but now that they've FINALLY banned him, I'm on as much as I can to keep up with the investigation and arrests. I remember that it took decades to put Nixon behind us. This jerk will keep up busy for decades more. 

So my stress level is high, but it's different. I'm not terrified anymore. The tide has turned. 45 only has 9 days to be dangerous and he's being watched very carefully. Most of his staff has quit. Pelosi has made sure he can't launch the nukes. Everyone knows his dangerous cult is out there and about and we are all keeping away. The states and federal security forces are getting ready...although last time they were totally unprepared even though they had lots and lots of notice.

So I know things will keep going for a while. There will be more violence. But 45 has had his megaphone (social media) taken away, and that's why I can sleep at night. I'm actually pretty calm. The pendulum is swinging back the other way. Who knows how far it will swing the other way now? I can only hope that now this bigotry and hatred is out and online so we know who is to blame..and who not to trust. 

My family all talked for the first time about actually trying to move to Canada if the crazy wins here. It doesn't look like it will, but the surprise is that the teens are the ones who want to leave. They can't remember when the US wasn't crazy. They know enough to know it's not normal and I'm with them.

Tahiti, anyone?

Til next disaster ....

Oh yeah, someone carved "TRUMP" on a Manatee. So there's that. 

Dayum. Where's that Xanax.....



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