Conversations With Gracie

She: "Do you think they understand they're in a place that doesn't get snow?"

Me: "I don't know...maybe? Probably not? I don't know. But it would be an interesting conversation..."

—Us, at 4:30 a.m.

***

"Good morning, Gracie."

"Good morning."

[silence]

"Did you have a good night?"

"Not bad. Got rained on some."

"You know you have a nice shelter right over there."

"Yeah."

"What do you suppose the weather is like in Pennsylvania right now?"

[silence]

"Gracie?"

"I don't like to think about that."

"Because of the weather?"

"No..."

[silence]

"Are you okay?"

"Not really."

[silence]

"You know we'll help if we can..."

"I know. You are nice."

"But?"

"My other people were nice, and then they weren't. They put me on a truck and I never saw them again."

[silence]

"I know. I'm sorry about that. They shouldn't have done that."

"The place I went was bad. Everybody was afraid, and it smelled like laying down and not getting up again."

[silence]

"I don't know why they did that to me. Did I do something wrong...I don't think I did. I did the same things every day for a long time. Then one day they didn't want me to do them any more. They came to get me like always, but they didn't say anything to me. They just put me on the truck and walked away without me."

[silence]

"I was on the truck a long time. Hungry and thirsty. Then I was someplace else. The place I didn't like."

"I know. That's how we found you. We saw pictures of you, and wanted you to come here to be with us."

"I didn't want to come here. I didn't want to leave my other people."

"I know. You did a good job and you deserved to stay with them."

"Why, then..."

"I don't know. It's just something they do. It wasn't your fault."

[silence]

"When are you going to send me away?"

"We're not. Not ever."

"I don't believe you."

"I understand. I guess I wouldn't believe us either."

[silence]

"I still see them in my dreams sometimes..."

[silence]

[silence]

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Gracie Lou is a 20-year old Belgian draught horse, rescued from a kill pen in Oklahoma. Prior to that she was an Amish work horse.

The Curse Of Chaos

"May what you put into the world come back to you threefold."

—Wiccan wisdom
***

Let's say, just for laughs, that you're a Trump voter: I have a question for you!

Did you know when you voted what he was campaigning on?

No need to answer out loud, just think about it for a minute: "Hmm, did I have a solid understanding of his plans for America, or did I not have any clue at all?"

Your answer, broadly, will fall into two unsavory buckets:

• "No, I generally don't know what I'm doing from one day to the next—but by golly, I voted for him anyway!"
• "Hell yes I knew, in great, gory detail—and that's exactly why I voted for him!"

Debating whether your answer makes you a minion or a monster is a waste of time now—because the unpredictable, real-world consequences of your decision are upon us. 

Trump 1.0 featured hundreds of thousands of Americans dying needlessly thanks to that administration's grotesquely incompetent handling of the pandemic. It ended (as we know since we witnessed it in real time), with an attempted coup. In America.

Trump 2.0 stands to be worse because the incoming administration has made it clear the chaos will be intentional and thorough (see Project 2025 for details).

Either way, you buy the ticket, you get the whole ride.

On a very related note, are you familiar with the US government policy of rounding up and imprisoning Americans of Japanese descent during World War II? I used to think this shameful bit of history was common knowledge, but now I'm not so sure—given that so many states have chosen to sanitize (and therefore desecrate) American history.

Little-known fact: Texas was a major hub for those WWII internment camps.

And yet somehow, despite the fact that these camps have been variously described as unconstitutional, a grave injustice, and "utterly foreign to the ideals and traditions of the American people," — Texas now wants in on Trump's mass deportation plans, which the past and future "president" has literally promised will be bloody.

"The Texas General Land Office is offering President-elect Donald Trump a 1,400-acre Starr County ranch as a site to build detention centers for his promised mass deportations of undocumented immigrants, according to a letter the office sent him Tuesday.

"Land Commissioner Dawn Buckingham said in the Tuesday letter that her office is 'fully prepared' to enter an agreement with any federal agencies involved in deporting individuals from the country 'to allow a facility to be built for the processing, detention, and coordination of the largest deportation of violent criminals in the nation’s history.'

"The state recently bought the land along the U.S.-Mexico border in the Rio Grande Valley and announced plans to build a border wall on it. The previous owner had not let the state construct a wall there and had 'actively blocked law enforcement from accessing the property,' according to the letter the GLO sent Trump."

(Note that the prospective deportees are characterized as "violent criminals," conveniently ignoring the fact that immigrants, legal and otherwise, commit crimes at a far lower rate than "real Americans." Also, so much for due process and ensuring non-criminal, non-immigrants aren't swept up in the hysteria.)

As some may recall, Trump's first experiment in creating American concentration camps did not go well—unless you consider separating children from their parents and then losing those children in a Byzantine bureaucracy "going well." 

This is just one of the many malevolent Trump 2.0 "policies" that will never make America great—but will make it apocalyptically unrecognizable.

Already, some of our friends are living in fear of what may happen in the coming months. As one said:

"Many of us may not survive this government. Stephen Miller, who’s the mastermind on immigration, has promised to 'turbocharge' denaturalization of naturalized citizens. I may personally be caught in this evil web—who knows what will happen to some of us?"

The slide into chaos is slow, until it's not.

And, as it'll be a long fall from Reagan's apocryphal "shining city on the hill," we should expect a wild ride to the bottom.

***

"May you live in interesting times."

[actually not a Chinese curse, come to find out—but a curse nonetheless]

No Shame No Problem

“Just because someone voted for Trump, you don’t get to then ostracize them from polite society.”

—Former Trump spokesperson Sarah Isgur on "Real Time With Bill Maher"

***

In the aftermath of an election (and a country) gone tragically wrong, apparently a lot of Trump supporters are experiencing consequences in their personal lives. And they simply CANNOT UNDERSTAND IT.

In countless TikTok videos and other social media posts, these folks are complaining bitterly that their friends and family no longer want to have anything to do with them! Just because of who they voted for!! 

They're shocked, SHOCKED to learn that kind, empathetic, fundamentally decent people don't want to swim in the social cesspools that MAGA voters prefer.

They CAN'T BELIEVE people think the "man" they voted for is a reflection of their character—or that character matters at all! 

I mean, is it really a problem if your all-American boy turns out to be a misogynist/ racist/rapist/felon/domestic terrorist? Nope! He can STILL grow up to be president!

Is it bad if your darling daughter grows up to kill puppies with a high-powered rifle and later confesses to the whole thing in her book? Nope! She can STILL be Secretary of Homeland Security!

And is it SO WRONG that MAGA bros are literally telling women, "Your body, my choice" online, on the streets, and in schools across the country? And somehow that's too much for polite society, friends, and families? 

Yeah, that's pretty much it. 

Because you didn't JUST help America surrender to the Confederacy, the Nazis, and the Russians—you also made rape threats a fashion statement on Amazon. Congratulations.

So, pseudo-distraught MAGA voters...some of you should get used to being shunned, brushed off, and otherwise excommunicated by people who may have cared about you once, long ago.

It's not them.

It's you.

This Is Who We Are

"We've got to have rules and obey them. After all, we're not savages."

—Jack Merridew, Lord of the Flies

***

Yesterday Americans decided that a rapist/felon/domestic terrorist should be President of the United States.

Today, like a band of feral boys, MAGA voters are gleefully dancing around the idol of a man and a political party that nakedly embodies their worst, most debased impulses.

In 2016 there were false assurances from dark corners that Donald Trump would somehow become "presidential", despite a lifetime of proving otherwise. Eight exhausting years later we know those hopes are dead on arrival—the hellbeast "American" voters have summoned (again) is exactly what he's always been—a proudly ignorant racist, fascist, misogynist obscenity of a human being.

Because elections have real-world consequences, the incoming administration (if by "administration" you mean "hate-jacked howler monkeys") has promised the violent deportation of millions of immigrants; to end the Affordable Care Act, depriving millions of Americans of health insurance; and to implement 20%-60% tariffs on imported goods, which economists say will cost American families thousands of dollars a year.

As a bonus, we should also prepare for the acceleration of climate change, the end of NATO, the fall of Ukraine to Trump's pal Putin, and the deaths of the last Palestinians in Gaza.

The news isn't all bad, though, right? After all, multiple states just enshrined the right to abortion and reproductive healthcare into their constitutions. It's unfortunate, then, that all of those (very popular) ballot propositions will undoubtedly be swept away with the scrawl of a red crayon proclaiming, "National Abortion Ban". We know this because the only group Trump's GOP despises more than black/brown people is women.

The Fuck Around And Find Out movement has voted to set the world ablaze to see if fire is hot. 

Now we all get to burn with them.

***

“The mask was a thing on its own, behind which Jack hid, liberated from shame and self-conciousness.”