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And this is in an election where Trump isn’t even running for anything:

Imagine how joyfully they’ll feel sorry for themselves once he does run.

People are seriously bored in life.

If Floridians don’t return DeSantis to the governor’s mansion, I won’t even travel to Florida again. If you are lucky enough to get the best governor in the nation, you don’t piss that away. Come to Illinois and look at what things can be like if you aren’t happy with DeSantis.

Where’s everybody checking the results of the election? Please share your favorite place for getting the good news. But don’t share if it’s the TV. I don’t watch election news on TV anymore.

And if Democrats at least recognized what they did, if they said, “yeah, that ‘defund the police’ thing was a mistake” and “yes, shouldn’t have closed down the schools and forced toddlers into masks. We were scared, we made a mistake, sorry”, I would look at them kindly.

Even if they continued defending the defund the police, the 2020 riots, the school closures, the masked 2-year-olds – gosh, even that would be better than what they are actually doing which is this high-handed, supercilious gaslighting of the people whose brains don’t get wiped clean every night.

Every time I hear the now standard Democrat roll call of “what riots of 2020? You watch too much Fox News! We never supported defunding the police, and it was Republicans who closed down schools because they are ray-ceest,” I lose it. This is gaslighting, pure and simple.

Another pet peeve is the drama around election denialism. After denying the inconvenient election results in 2000 (and having large parts of the base deny them in 2004), after the nutso denialism of the clearly mentally impaired Stacey Abrams, after the denialism of 2016 that led to an utterly debunked “Russia collusion” conspiracy theory, you’ve got to have some really massive agallas even to bring up the topic of election denialism.

What’s really funny is that back in the 1990s, the 2000s and in the early 2010s, Democrats blamed their election losses on rich donors. There was an obsession on the Left with the Wall Street and the Koch brothers of enormous proportions.

But Democrats no longer blame rich people for their election losses because rich people now support them. They have become the party of Wall Street. So what to do? They tried using Russians but Russians are of limited use because it’s hard to explain their active involvement in state and local elections.

Instead, the vague concept of “misinformation” was chosen, and it’s a great find. Misinformation is everything and nothing. It’s whatever you don’t like at any given moment. All you need to decide what’s misinformation is to proclaim yourself the (and I mean THE) source of truth.

In my Cervantes class, we keep discussing what or who is the source of the truth. Is there a source of truth that exists outside of us and what is it? And what happens when we decide that we are the only source of truth?

This is why the following looked particularly funny:

In Illinois, Voting Day is a state holiday, and I plan to enjoy this handout as I go vote against further handouts.

Klara asked what the voting is about. I said we are electing people to the government.

“Gunmint?” she asked. “Wasn’t it gunmint who made me wear a mask at school?”

I confirmed that it was.

“Don’t vote for that gunmint, Mommy,” she said. “It’s not nice.”

When I tell people I’ve taken up painting, they react as if I said I’ve taken up pedophilia. “Yeah, haha, very funny. What a silly joke.”

I don’t know why people react this way. Is it because I’m utterly lacking in talent? I know I am but so what? I’m not hoping to make my name as an artist. I know I suck. It’s the process I’m after.

There’s a bunch of really great videos on philosophy and history that I want to listen to. But I can’t just listen and do nothing in the meantime. I get terribly distracted. But if I’m occupied with something that requires a lot of attention, the videos go down as a charm.

It’s the curse of a busy, hyperactive brain. At least, two channels at once need to be occupied or I can’t process anything.

Today, hours before the Election Day, the Illinois GOP finally figured out that it might make sense to contact me. It’s not all their fault. I’m a registered Democrat and have no idea how to de-register. But it’s funny anyway.

Conservatives tried to flee major social media for Parler because they were being censored. Liberals are trying to flee major social media for Mastodon because others aren’t being censored enough.

There’s been zero reduction in Twitter censorship. Zero, bupkes, nil. Yet these incredible crybabies have created a mega drama because of the mere possibility that somebody might reduce censorship.

We are rightfully ridiculing Russians for wanting to bring back the USSR. But those Russians haven’t experienced any better. The pro-censorship liberals have, so what’s their excuse?

A great day today, as expected. Daylight Savings Time is kind to me as always. On a wave of enthusiasm for the correct November vibe finally setting in, I invented a Canadian bacon casserole (Canadian bacon, kielbasa, baby potatoes, broccoli, tomatoes, pesto, sour cream, coriander chutney, and no, it doesn’t taste atrocious, you hater. I have a very happy husband prowling around the rapidly disappearing dish who can testify to its merits).

Of course, as I was writing this, I got an email that one of the edited volumes I’m contributing to has collapsed, so the bad luck streak might not really be over.