Thinking about hibernation - I'm so depressed

Has 'he/it' been assassinated yet?

Four years - nobody wants this - euthanize me now please

I was talking to the neighbor cat yesterday telling her about how I wished that I could hibernate until Trump Part II- the never ending trials and tribulations of Donald Trump is over and news coverage returns to some semblance of normalcy.

She astutely remarked, “Isn’t that what we felines pretty much do anyway, our raison d’être?”.

I admit that I do spend a lot of time in the dormant state but the urge to go full comatose is very strong these days.

It doesn’t help that we’re in India right now and my man-servant Nick has got MSNBC on pretty much 24/7 and it’s cloudy and depressing here.

And we’re watching Trump appoint toady after toady to some position or other - none of them qualified to do the jobs that Trump is rewarding them with.

And then we’ve got Elon Musk.

WTF is wrong with this guy?

I watch TV and there he is - jumping around - looking very much like a headless chicken on a shitload of amphetamines.

Is this what our next four years is going to look like?

I’m going for a nap and I’m sure I’m going to wake up to discover that Trump/Musk have appointed Ronald McDonald as head of a new department- Dept. of Faux Nutrition.

Talk about Black Friday.

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