I’m kind of loving the vibe of this image, and of this music. It all suits the zeitgeist of the age. The age of un-reason. The age of quarrel. The winter of our discontent. With less than a month to the election and whatever happens either way, it’s only going to get more strange and most likely unpleasant. Can it be worse than the last eight years or so? It probably can so we’d all best be prepared for the weirdness. Hunter S. Thompson said when the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. I don’t think he could have imagined. Or maybe he could and that’s why he checked out of his own accord. I’m not judging either way. I’m just happy for him that he doesn’t have to live through this mindfuck.