12/27/25: Using This Website Gets Harder and Harder, and Happy New Years-ish

Was there ever a day when you physically could not access a website, but your friend could? Not because it was private, but because your old snapping turtle headass of a governor said no? Your snapping turtle, embezzling, Jesus diddling governor wanted to protect the children of his state. Henceforth...

Tate Reeves, I hope your daughter gets diagnosed with autism and marries a transgender puppygirl who DJs. Tate Reeves, I hope you know that you look like a run over graham cracker. Tate Reeves, I hope your dog dies. Tate Reeves, I hope you shit yourself every morning for the rest of your life. Tate Reeves, I hope your God isn't real. Tate Reeves, I hope I'm leaving your shitfuck state in the next 2 years. Tate Reeves, I hope your bread molds as soon as you buy it. Tate Reeves, I hope that you know that you are a subhuman creature. Tate Reeves, a friend of a friend got shot in the head because you have done nothing to benefit this state culturally or socially, and blood is on your hands. Oh, and because of Tate Reeves, I can't write my silly little blog posts anymore. Screw you old man.

Well, anyhow, I got my last cash-in of any sense of normalcy today when I took my wife's little sister to the trampoline park. She had a blast and made a new friend, and I got to catch up on her side of the family.  Now, I get to see my family tomorrow for Dirty Santa. But I feel this looming dread, nonetheless, that things will never be the same as they were soon. Which, maybe everyone says as a rite of their generation, but I'd truly take it to heart this time, because I cannot envision a world like this continuing if smiles and laughter are still to be instinctual. It's easy to say that I am depressed or just doom-scrolling too much, which is admittedly true, but why is everyone else doing it now? It used to just be me, now everyone is parroting the same concerns I held as a preteen ala Trump's first term. Even my 50-something-year-old boss, the most median voter to ever median voted, who gets her info from Facebook and thinks we're being bombed anytime she hears about a Middle Eastern country, dislikes Trump--- but, in the sense that his legislation is finally impeding on her life. That's what it's all about, right? It's so easy to keep your eyes closed until it happens to you. That goes for anything--- poverty, homelessness, marginalization, systemic violence, et cetera. So, my question going into the New Year for everyone is:

When will it hit you?