Name Recognition
Jan. 31st, 2025 10:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraSome good news: RTT’s political career continues apace. He is putting the cart in front of the horse here because the primary isn’t till April, and the actual election isn’t till next November:
But nonetheless, I find his promotional activities cheering.
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Other cheery news: It stays light till 5:15 pm. But the weather remains daunting. Like icy rain is forecast for today—exact timing uncertain—and I’m thinking I don’t want to drive to the gym over back country roads frozen over with half an inch of black ice.
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Not very much sunny news otherwise. The news that Trump apparently hopes to build an immigration concentration camp on Guantanamo was entirely superseded by the Big D.C. Crash, which Trump blames on air controller hiring policies that encouraged dwarves to apply.
I. Kid. You. Not.
It is such a fucking shit show.
It dawned on me yesterday that Trump has attained global name recognition at a level probably unseen since Genghis Kahn, and that made me want to hand in my membership card in the human race.
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I am relying on long phone calls & endless episodes of Law & Order for moral support.
After I walked off a cliff in 2009, my creditors went after me. I should have filed for bankruptcy, but I couldn’t afford a bankruptcy lawyer, and I knew I lacked the emotional resilience to organize a bankruptcy myself: Honestly, I would have killed myself.
So, instead, I took the advice of a seasoned circus lion tamer who’d been in the same situation a few years previously: If you can stick it out for seven years, it will all go away. That’s the length of time credit bureaus use to report that kind of debt.
The lion tamer was right!
And today, I have an excellent credit score.
But I essentially spent those seven years hiding out from dunning phone calls. Flinching every time my phone rang. Having nightmares about phone calls.
(I couldn’t ditch the phone entirely because RTT was a teenager & needed a way to contact me so I could rescue him when he got into trouble.)
But anyway, after 10 years, I no longer fear the phone, which is good because long phone conversations about movies (Tom) and descriptions of the Horrible Life Situations of People I Don’t Know (Ellen) are what’s getting me through this exceedingly bleak patch.
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I wonder at what point the technocrats start moving to take Trump out & replace him with Vance?
The Trump fascists are still in a straight file behind him, but I’ve got to imagine the Independents who voted for him are rapidly becoming disillusioned. Trump’s ranting about the D.C. plane crash was very dementia-y.
But nonetheless, I find his promotional activities cheering.
###
Other cheery news: It stays light till 5:15 pm. But the weather remains daunting. Like icy rain is forecast for today—exact timing uncertain—and I’m thinking I don’t want to drive to the gym over back country roads frozen over with half an inch of black ice.
###
Not very much sunny news otherwise. The news that Trump apparently hopes to build an immigration concentration camp on Guantanamo was entirely superseded by the Big D.C. Crash, which Trump blames on air controller hiring policies that encouraged dwarves to apply.
I. Kid. You. Not.
It is such a fucking shit show.
It dawned on me yesterday that Trump has attained global name recognition at a level probably unseen since Genghis Kahn, and that made me want to hand in my membership card in the human race.
###
I am relying on long phone calls & endless episodes of Law & Order for moral support.
After I walked off a cliff in 2009, my creditors went after me. I should have filed for bankruptcy, but I couldn’t afford a bankruptcy lawyer, and I knew I lacked the emotional resilience to organize a bankruptcy myself: Honestly, I would have killed myself.
So, instead, I took the advice of a seasoned circus lion tamer who’d been in the same situation a few years previously: If you can stick it out for seven years, it will all go away. That’s the length of time credit bureaus use to report that kind of debt.
The lion tamer was right!
And today, I have an excellent credit score.
But I essentially spent those seven years hiding out from dunning phone calls. Flinching every time my phone rang. Having nightmares about phone calls.
(I couldn’t ditch the phone entirely because RTT was a teenager & needed a way to contact me so I could rescue him when he got into trouble.)
But anyway, after 10 years, I no longer fear the phone, which is good because long phone conversations about movies (Tom) and descriptions of the Horrible Life Situations of People I Don’t Know (Ellen) are what’s getting me through this exceedingly bleak patch.
###
I wonder at what point the technocrats start moving to take Trump out & replace him with Vance?
The Trump fascists are still in a straight file behind him, but I’ve got to imagine the Independents who voted for him are rapidly becoming disillusioned. Trump’s ranting about the D.C. plane crash was very dementia-y.
