Another deadly DJ, this YouTube curator, Greg Deep. He has a few of these mixes from over the last six months. Some of the artists are familiar. Some, not at all. The vibe is consistent and it works. I’m trying to head off a headache at the pass. It came in the middle of the night, as they often will. I struggled a bit to arrange the pillows just right and then settled in. Sleep came again but still not enough. This day may not turn out as I had planned. Life works that way. It doesn’t mean life is shit. It’s just that there are going to be shit days now and then. Today isn’t even certain to be shit. We’ll see how it plays out. In the meantime, there is Dark Disco. It’s not really dance music. It’s not disco. It’s not quite that mood. It’s not really what you would shake your ass to, unless you were seriously low energy or depressed… but now I’m rambling.

I don’t remember the last time I heard someone mention Ukraine on the news, but it looks like we have our own troubles here at home. Turns out Trumplestiltskin had stolen all kinds of classified shit when he pulled out of the White House with his posse of scumbags. He is actually being investigated for violating the Espionage Act. Motherfucker couldn’t even spell espionage, but with the collective brainpower of the assholes around him, he is just smart enough to discern that he had access to stuff other people would pay for. He isn’t quite dumb enough to let those opportunities to pass him by. Roy Cohn trained him well.

Of course his fan base is up in arms. Some dude who had attended the business on January 6, 2021 in DC decided to pick up his guns and try to force entry at an FBI office in Ohio. That didn’t end well for anyone. More of this shit is going to happen. It will be random creeps like this one for a bit but sooner or later the Basket of Deplorables will organize and then we’re all going to be in the shit. They’re already trying to get it together but with the average IQ involved it’s like trying to herd cats. January 6, 2021 was a chaotic shitshow, but at some point they are going to be able to launch something with a lot more precision. I’m not really looking forward to that day but it’s going to happen. There is just too much ill will and dumb fear. It’s all going to hit the fan, and probably not this year but certainly by the national elections in 2024.

The only thing that would head it off at the pass is if we found ourselves with a common enemy, maybe aliens or some crazy shit. Don’t rule anything out. There’s going to have to be some kind of huge, existential threat that everyone can agree on but let’s face it. Right now we can’t come to any consensus that Russia might be a threat.

Narrator’s Voice: Russia is a threat.

I don’t know, man. These are strange times. It’s so much bigger than me and it would feel better to be able to forget it and just focus on this fucking headache.

Where’s my aspirin?

So yeah, the news is not my friend right now. It’s not your friend either but that’s not my call. I’m actually trying to avoid it but it’s coming in over the transom and my boat is sinking. Trump Treason is just part of it. We still have Ukraine and the supply chain shortages that it’s exacerbating. We have Covid-19 still. We have monkey pox. Now we have polio detected in the New York City waste water, hopefully not some new strain that’s figured out a way to bypass vaccines and immune systems. Whole heapa tings a gwan! That’s what my old friend Natalie would have said. Nurse Natalie… yah I still think about you. I do still think about you.

Goals for upcoming weeks: Try to get these morning missives in some kind of order and sense. Need a cohesive theme beyond introducing music and random complaints about the state of the state and the state of the world.

Forward.