Renewed by the Rain

Well, I did not expect to be writing today. But then none of us expected to experience what we did last night watching the first Presidential debate. It was so toxic, I had to turn it off.

I was reminded why I retreated from politics and headed to the mountains. I was also reminded about why I jumped off of Facebook. Much of the dissent we are struggling with, the disinformation, the embracing of ignorance, turning our backs on facts and science, conspiracy theories, and normalizing the deaths of more than 200,000 souls that did not have to die—are given life on Facebook. It’s become a cesspool. And one that gives space to the moronic white supremacy movement.

Last night, I could not sleep. When I awakened, it felt as though I’d been drinking, and I have not had a drink in a decade, at least. Some of my friends let me know they were going through the same distress.

Our country has become a sad place, an angry and dysfunctional place. It was never perfect, but at least there was a striv…