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We had sunlight for maybe five minutes this morning. And now it's likely gone until sometime on Wednesday. That's gonna be hard. Currently, it's 44˚F, with the windchill at 39˚F.

My fast lasted from about midnight on Thursday until about half an hour ago. I ate a couple of slices of raisin bread with a little cream cheese. I feel like shit. But it was a rehearsal for a serious fast, ten to fifteen days. This is the way that I will protest.

I can't march, and I can't pretend that what I write has anything to do with what's happened.

Yesterday, we saw Rogue One again. We almost didn't make it past the crowds of teenagers converging on the capitol building. There was a high-school walkout here and a rally at the capital. The police were scurrying to block off roads.

In the mall, we saw a few seconds of the Horror Clown's inauguration speech on an enormous television screen. We'd hope to avoid it completely.

Resistance, Peace, Compassion
Aunt Beast



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Jan. 21st, 2017 02:37 pm (UTC)
Oh, that's why you were feeling woozy. Well, I really respect you for that, fasting is something I'd never have the stamina for. I hope you're doing it as safely as you possibly can.

I can't pretend that what I write has anything to do with what's happened.

I saw an e-mail Friday from one of the heads of the English department at my university discussing the importance of the humanities and learning how to analyse, one of several similar e-mails and comments I've seen from professors in the wake of the election. There's this general sense of knowing this stuff is vitally important and yet there's a general sense of futility because the horse has kind of left the barn at this point. It's a problem that seems to only have a gradual solution but an immediate one would be really nice.
Jan. 21st, 2017 03:10 pm (UTC)

Oh, that's why you were feeling woozy.

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