brunch with new friends, world order depression, immigration, cleaning my house, makeup
yesterday i was grateful for brunch with friends and stanza books…
today i am looking forward to aj and yoga with anne…
notes…
yesterday at brunch… women strong, men masculine, me as much woman as man… i was the anomalous presence… there was b and m who oozed masculine virility… and there was s and s, confident business women… i wonder what was thought about me… i was not asked about myself… as i would like to have been… not obvious discomfort… more uncertainty about how to deal with my anomalous presence?… it was ok… i am comfortable in my own skin…
we were all expressing depression about what is going on in our country and, we agreed, around the world… i wonder… immigrants are not what they are thought to be around the world… they do not bring more crime… they pay taxes and build businesses… the latter at a higher rate than the general population… which means they do successfully compete… which means they threaten the status quo… to take pieces of the pie… for a variety of reasons they must be kept tenuous or sent back all together… i believe we need to enforce our laws, sometimes aggressively… i believe a government police force of some kind is required to do this… be it ice, homeland security or otherwise… what’s important is the humanity or lack thereof… and… humanity has been in short supply… and… i believe the present iteration of ice/border control is an excuse to build an independent militia based force to be used against all of us…
i am coming to the conclusion that i need help with keeping the house clean… i never understood what a relentless job keeping dust and dirt at bay is… the idea of a spotless home is hard… and it doesn’t help that there is a relentless churning of stuff… we seem to have more stuff than we have places to put it and so wind up shifting stuff from one inappropriate place to another… never finding a home… i have been working at reducing the excess stuff levels but it doesn’t seem to help… i am reminded of how rock removal from fields is a relentless pursuit because somehow more rock rises to the top… this is due to frost heave, but centuries ago people believed rock fairies were responsible… maybe there are stuff fairies that can’t abide a lack of overflow… so stuff that got safely stowed away in cracks and crevices of the house comes flowing out into newly emptied space…
i have been working on my makeup game… i now have tinting sunscreen, concealer, bronzing powder, and eye shadow… i am getting fast at putting it all on… i only started with the full regimen last week… it really only takes a few minutes… my wife confirms for me that i am doing a good job of application especially in the don’t overdo it category… and makeup applied in the morning seems to last all day… hi ho, hi ho, deeper and deeper into the feminine we go…
during my walk…
woman passing with dog… we surreptitiously look at each other…
some photographs...
