And the highest paid public employee in your state is…
are you fucking kidding me
Do you ever just see America’s priorities and cry?
Let’s look at this rationally and not as folks liable to throw their hands up in the air over nothing.
No shit. That people are surprised is a surprise to me. Especially in the mid-west, high school and college sports are a big thing. They’re moral boosters, they’re income drivers, and they give people something to be prideful about. My local news here is ten minutes of car crashes and fires and twenty minutes of college sports. People value things differently, especially when those things are more tangible. They pay these people more because they bring something of tangible worth to the vast majority of their state.
You are assuming that no one has a problem with jock culture.
You’re also assuming that people are surprised and not just despairing.
It’s all economics, and economics are a series of algorithms and likelihoods. Money goes where interest and emphasis is, and things like athletics have the ability to touch a large group of otherwise disparate people’s wallets. It’s local pride, sport and pure entertainment rolled into one.
I personally find it kind of sad that “governor” is not on there, either.
These Three have been the new standards of the current cycle, appearing more than once and today for the first time as a collective. Intuitively it tells me I am delaying the outcome of a change, or that it is being delayed by external forces. Both. Judgment is being restricted and delayed by a combination of factors, and the change that death promises is halted in tow. BUT
The capability to weather the storm and to confront judgment head on is there. The ability to weather the aftermath is latent…just not easy.
Time to let go and simply be.
This is Stannis Baratheon. The man will fight to the bitter end and then some
I find my words hushed, stuck in my throat. Nothing comes out right. Held back by my own fears, they manifest and change my nature. I am insecure and it leaks out when I start to care. It’s suffocating.
But to be fair, social viruses are real in my opinion. I have been infected with uncertainty and a tailspin by one who was right in the middle.
What does any of that even mean?
Cancelled on twice in a week, under auspicious circumstances. One was rectified, the other’s event was initiated by her and then cancelled upon under reasons I judge to be solid. Yet I have not heard from her since that day (Saturday); it was the same last week and it was made good on.
Will I be a teenager perpetually in this manner?
Probably, until my arrested development is administered a breakthrough. Until I am rewarded for having feelings.
It’s just only going to get harder as I age.
This band is pretty sweet.
One of the best songs ever written.
I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up.
I’m going to have to go on medication again because even the most routine of interpersonal functions leave me paranoid and delusional.