Life In The Desert

~It is presently 60° and 64% humidity. Yesterday it only made it to 75° and right now there is a cold breeze coming in the kitchen window.

This weather is fucking weird. It's like Fall in mid July. And only a week ago it was in the low 100's. Geeze...

[I redacted the 'personal info']

EX Friend: 'Hey, I just wanted to give you a heads up that I'm ending our FB friendship.

I'm sorry, but I can't be friends with someone who--even jokingly--talks about killing people.

This message is a courtesy and a sign of respect. You may feel free to unfriend me first if you like. I wish you nothing but good things, and I truly hope you stop thinking about killing people because that's seriously unhealthy. Bye, friend.'

Moi: 'The Rich are killing us, ma'am.

Several thousand people committed suicide in the aftermath of the 2008 Financial Meltdown, which was the result of The Rich 'gaming the system'. They walked away with a Bailout, tens of thousands of Americans lost their homes.

200,000 American children are homeless even as I type these words. And The Rich are fine with that. *Their* children are safe and well fed.

22 American Vets kill themselves Every Single Day, burnt out from fight wars that line the pockets of The Rich. And that is not even getting into the 1.5 million men, women and children killed in those war since 9/11.

Your 'delicate feelings' are exactly why The Left in this country fails and fails and fails. You cannot even face the concept of fighting back against the people that are killing you and will likely kill your family as well.'

Ex Friend: 'Yes. My feelings are so terribly delicate because I'm offended that you make casual statements about killing people on Facebook. Well if that makes me delicate then I'm proud to be delicate.

Enjoy your tough Facebook friends. I'm sticking with my nice ones.'

Moi: 'You've turned out to be very disappointing. I thought you were a brave artist. But, like so many others, you gave up and became Middle Class and weak.'