It seems almost insensitive to point out that I hard a pretty hard May with everything going on these days. I guess I could point out that just because other people have it worse doesn’t mean I don’t have a hard time… although by some standards I’m not having much of a hard time at all.
These are interesting times, friends. And I think a lot of people in the USA are going to lose their lives, either to riots or sickness or government lash-back, before this is all over. And it hurts to think about that, about how blind some people have become to suffering because those who suffer “deserve it”.
Well, what can ya do? I will leave it to wiser, smarter minds than mine to propose solutions and to take measurable actions: I just write sci-fi, and try to imagine better worlds than ours, ones that have their own problems but small, personal problems rather than cultural wounds that run deep and long. Things that can be solved by a laser sword and a spaceship.
Stay safe out there, everyone. Fight the good fight, but go home at the end of it if at all possible. The world needs you.