a blog by wallace winfrey

I can’t decide which is more depressing…


Realizing that I actually fell into a bona-fide depressive funk over Bush getting elected, or actually being in the bona-fide depressive funk because Bush got elected.

Not that one exists in a vacuum of course; the recent deaths of my uncle Don and my wife’s grandfather were some of the heaviest things I’d dealt with in a long time — but Bush’s reelection seemed to be the equivalent of coming home from a long hard day at work and finding that the dog shit all over the carpet. The last thing one wants to do when one is tired, down and exhausted is clean up dog shit — or realize that Bush is gonna be with us for the next four years.

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