Was 2024 the worst year yet? Why yes, yes it was.
I’ve reached a semi-nihilistic state wherein I figure I should enjoy life as much as I can, while I still can, before the world ends.
I usually try to avoid being too dark on social media and the like, but I’ve given up on most of my hopes for the future. Because let’s face it friends—the odds are against us and the situation is grim. We are collectively facing the no-win scenario. The American Experiment has ended, and democracy dies on Jan 20th, 2025. Welcome to New Russia, and our new King and Queen: Trump and Elonia. There is no way this lasts only 4 years. He wasn’t willing to relinquish power the first time, he won’t relinquish it again. With all 3 branches of government under Republican control, he could pass anything he wants, including removing the 2-term limitation on Presidents. He even promised his supporters during his campaign that if they voted for him this time, they’d “never need to vote again.” So that bodes well. This corrupt GOP isn’t going to deny him anything, no matter how ridiculous. There is no integrity in the modern Republican party. Their sole purpose for existing at this point is to preserve the White Supremacist Patriarchy at the expense of everyone and everything else. As deplorable as the Republican party is, the Democrats aren’t blameless. I don’t know about anyone else, but I have had it up to HERE with the Democrats always taking the damn high road. They could have done more to prevent this, but at every turn, people were so worried about setting the wrong precedents or in appearing unfair or as unscrupulous as the other guy…When someone as evil as Trump is angling for office—someone who poses a threat to democracy, a danger to Americans and the greater world order—any politician or lawyer in D.C. who doesn’t pull out all the stops to do everything in their power to stop them is negligent and a coward. I hope everybody is proud of themselves for how composed, civil, and scrupulous they remained when the Devil himself showed up and stole the country right out from under their noses. I’ve always been a teensy bit of an ends-justify-the-means kind of person, and if any situation ever called for guerrilla warfare tactics to secure victory—this was it. But I’m glad for all composed Democrats everywhere that they were able to secure their place on the moral high ground so that when the floods come they have a great view to watch their fellow countrymen drown.
As if the political landscape of this country wasn’t frightening enough; we could all be taken out soon by any number of unfortunate events, including (but not limited to) nuclear winter, climate change events, the plague, etc.—none of which this new administration is well-poised to handle.
Now that Don the Con has access to the nuclear codes and is Hell-bent on using the full force of all our military might on our ALLIES, it seems future conflicts will be inevitable. You want to know what sends gas prices and the price of eggs skyrocketing? WAR
The Atlantic Meridional Overturning Circulation (AMOC) will probably shut down in our lifetimes, potentially as soon as the next 5-10 years, and that—my friends—is a global catastrophic event. Rising sea levels, world food supply shortages, increased frequency and intensity of extreme weather events like Category 5 hurricanes, tornadoes, heat indices over 110 degrees, etc., will certainly solve our overpopulation problems. The incoming Trump administration is ready to roll back all sorts of environmental measures and regulations that could prevent this Doomsday scenario from happening, so enjoy all those cheap eggs before the food shortages begin.
And speaking of eggs, Bird Flu is on the rise and could easily become the next pandemic. And Trump’s new Director of Health and Human Services isn’t a fan of vaccines. Know what saved a lot of our asses when COVID was running rampant a few years ago? Vaccines.
Curses.
A lot of us don’t make it through these scenarios. And even if Trump say…has an accident…while in office, and Vance were to assume the role of President-King…it would actually become much, much worse for women in particular. These evangelicals and Project 2025 authors Trump aligned himself with who now have positions of power in the government would put draconian laws restricting women’s lives and livelihoods (think federal abortion ban, travel restrictions, eliminating no-fault divorces, etc.) into effect so fast it wouldn’t even be funny.
So, here we are.
On that note, I’ve recently entered a whole new tier of radical feminism that has me poised and ready to burn everything to the ground. Losing this election in what should have been an obvious choice of the sane woman over the raving lunatic—because the country would rather have a rapist and a felon who is male than anyone who is female in charge—has pushed me right over the edge. That IS the reason we lost—don’t let the countless op-ed think-pieces analyzing every supposed problem with the Democratic campaign this past season convince you of anything otherwise. Trump has run in 3 elections now: twice against a woman and once against a man—all of whom were qualified for the office and similarly moderate Democrats—and the only time he lost an election was when he ran against another man, so don’t any socio-political Dipshit try to tell me there is ANY other reason. I’ve absolutely had it with The Patriarchy, and I’m all done being polite about it. There are things that need to be said about the pervasive socialization of men and women from infancy reinforcing the gender divide and the double-standard that few men are ready to hear, including men who are convinced they are one of “the good ones.” Because even the good, well-intentioned men are often complicit in a lot of little things they’ve internalized as normal without realizing the harm it does to women. And don’t even get me started on that damned Double-Standard… I don’t even care if I lose people—the truths about our institutionalized and socialized sexism need to be said over and over and over and over again—loudly—until it finally sinks in, no matter how unpleasant and uncomfortable it makes everybody—and I plan to make everybody VERY uncomfortable moving forward. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, and everybody is about to find out how true that is. And I’m not alone. We are all of us FURIOUS. Me and my sisters’ collective rage right now could POWER the SUN. My social media feeds have been positively overflowing since the election with women just like me who have HAD IT. We are DONE. The revolution is coming. You’ve all been forewarned.
Lest I rage against the machine too much in one afternoon, I have to acknowledge that there were some positive outcomes to 2024. I finally managed to lose some weight…I’m not sure how, because it certainly wasn’t due to making healthy lifestyle choices or changes, but I’ll take it. Case in point: as we speak, I have sugar cookies baking in the oven. I intend to smother them with cream cheese frosting and fresh fruit. I regret nothing.
I also learned that setting healthy boundaries isn’t just about blocking out attempts by others to intrude on your peace/take advantage of you/manipulate you but are also something you place on yourself to prevent yourself from falling into old patterns that don’t serve you, like overextending yourself/doing all the work on a shared project/putting your own needs last, etc. I know, I know—that should have been obvious to me from the first. But it wasn’t. Thankfully, I am the kind of person who learns from their mistakes. Sort of. At times, I continue to be my own worst enemy. Like that time on December 28th when I told myself I was feeling tired and that I would take it easy, wouldn’t overexert myself, would relax on the couch with a show…and then proceeded to do 2 loads of laundry, wash all the dishes, vacuum the rugs, change out the shower liner, and replace the old toilet seat. Truth be told, I would have liked to have scrubbed out the tub too, but didn’t get to it that day. However, I’m pleased to report that the acoustics in the tub are excellent.
See you on the other side, friends