May Is Not My Best Month

May is not my best month. 

All these years later, I'm still missing a big, giant part of me; it's just this a gaping sinkhole that never really shrinks. There are days I wonder how I got left behind, but then Little Miss and Young Sir somehow manage to remind me I have a function. They seem to want me around, so I guess it's a good thing I'm here. 

But I'm tired. I'm tired of pissing into the wind and getting it back in my face. I'm getting screechy again and I cannot stand that. 

I cannot keep writing about open-season on Jews worldwide without wanting to stand on my mirpeset and scream. I am tired of talking to non-Jewish friends who think I'm over-reacting when I point out London, Paris, and most of Spain are not safe for Jews. And New York City is moving in that direction. That we are walking targets.  And, when it was suggested we should "stand down," in Israel, I can't keep trying to explain that this is an existential threat, and then ask why we, the indigenous people of that strip of land, have not the right to live there peacefully. And why 78 years of non-stop rocket launches at our civilian population requires a response. 

We may be only 0.2% of the world's population, but we seem to get 90% of the hate. (I made that hate percentage up, but it's probably close enough for government work.) You'd think they'd go pick on someone else for a while.

from Truth Social

I cannot make sense of this administration and its leadership. We have a president who posts shit like this on his social media and then thinks we buy into his delusions of whatever. That gilding of the White House into the Gold House is obscene. So is this cockamamie ballroom and the Arc de' Felon. Oh, did I mention the Golf Garden of Heroes? I'm sure Charlie Kirk's statue will be lovely.

I am tired of WRITING IN CAPITAL LETTERS TO TELL PEOPLE TO REMOVE BULLSHIT FAKE NEWS POSTS. I am tired of being the vetting police amongst people who cannot be bothered to check the veracity of their own posts. 

Meanwhile, back at the ranch....it's almost 10 p.m. and I've tossed out seven blog episodes so far tonight. 

The truth is, I need a break. 

So here's what I'm gonna do: I'm gonna do a few weeks of The Best Of The WP. I'll put something out on Mondays as usual, and if something radical happens, it's back to work.  Ziggy would approve. Deal with it.

The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Whatever

This week's tip comes from Albert Einstein. 

The pursuit of knowledge for its own sake,

an almost fanatical love of justice

and the desire for personal independence—

these are the features of the Jewish tradition

which make me thank my stars that I belong to it.