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Hang on!

 Anyone else glued to the TV today?  The inauguration of Donald J. Trump.  

Yesterday TikTok was back online, supposedly due to Trump (although he was the one that originally wanted it gone).....interesting.

I'm not political.  I can't be because i don't know enough about it.  I can make judgements on what i see on television, but thats a soap opera, not news.  So no, i won't be making opinions on what is shown to me on the television.

AI.  They can show us anything they want to.  What is real?  What they say is real.

Prices are going to go down?  

Housing will become more affordable?

At what cost elsewhere?

Because everyone knows, you don't get something for nothing.

That.  I know.



So i will watch today to see how the "news" handles this day.  And i will enjoy this day off thanks to Martin Luther King, and tomorrow, i will go back to my life.  In the big picture, the macrocosm of this life, it won't matter what my opinions are, what i think, how i feel....I'm a nobody. Just like everyone else who lives in this country and thinks their opinions matter if they accidentally line up with the powers that be.

But in MY life, how I hold myself, how I treat people......thats all me baby.  I might be powerless to politics, regardless of who sits in that presidential seat, but MY LIFE, is MY LIFE.  At least for today.

Hopefully for tomorrow and the days after.

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