I'm so tired of thinking about #politics.

This isn't me saying "I don't care about politics," because of course I do. It isn't "LOL nothing matters," because everything matters. And it sure isn't "who cares who's in office, it won't change my life," because I know better. Politics matters to me at least as much as ever, and that's a lot.

But I used to be able to go hours, sometimes maybe even days, without thinking about it—because for the most part, it just *worked*. Yeah, there was always some awful bill or executive order or court decision. The machinery that led to those outcomes, as bad as they could be, kept grinding along.

Now that machine, which like most clunky old machines requires constant maintenance, is instead being sabotaged. "Need an oil change? Try sand and hydrochloric acid instead!" And if you think the machine does bad things when it works ... wait until you see what happens when it doesn't.

My worry won't do anything to keep it going, of course. Like I've said many times since November 5th, and especially since January 20th, the *only* thing I can do that will have any effect is to keep my personal machine running. Take care of me and mine.

Yeah, I'm trying really hard to do that. It's not working.

I hate the saboteurs for more reasons than I can count. I hate their cruelty, and their bigotry, and their pettiness, and their murderous willful ignorance. Always have, always will.

Right now, I think I hate them for pulling me away from taking care of those I love more than anything. Which is a really high bar.