[and everyone’s] or, can forty-seven million Americans really be wrong?  Like really, really wrong in thinking that only certain people are accountable under the laws of their land*… already of course a largish [and growing] segment of the population knows how it feels to be acutely vulnerable to said laws but apparently the Repugnantcans now think their own had best be utterly immune…leaving more room in the courts and jails for all those troublesome black and brown people for whom the presumption of innocence [not to mention access to real estate licenses to steal and gold Escalades] until proven otherwise continues to remain tenuous at best.

Meanwhile just another morning on de zert, April fooling us into thinking it’s February,

albeit with the added annoyance of Daylight Stealings Time

overlaid onto a paradise of biting constant winds…

What with all those goings on in the world it seemed somehow fitting that on our second day

the bathroom drain backed up, necessitating a run to the Empire Store

for more Drāno Max Gel, which they fortuitously had, although unfortunately

another several applications only moved the Obstruction far enough

downstream to Plug up Everything, not the desired effect by any means.

On the plus side Seth, after a whirlwind trip to California and a dusting of February-in-April

snow, came over Monday and disappeared underneath the floor, duly returning us to functional normal after a considerable amount of snaking.  The snow vanished, but not the chill;

Spring, from the look of things, will have to wait.  Indefinitely.

Daylight Stealings Times notwithstanding.

 

*Among many other strange delusions too numerous to list…or perhaps the 48 million other American are just getting the Wrong News.  Somebody is, that’s for sure.