A thought

We have all seen the videos. We have all seen the pictures. We all know that if these animals had found Nancy Pelosi, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, Ilhan Omar or no doubt any number of other Democratic lawmakers during their rampage that they would have been lynched on the spot. We all know that they were calling to hang the Vice-President of the United States, a man who is so craven that he doesn’t think his boss taking a literal hit out on him and trying to have him killed is sufficient reason to remove him from office.

You know what I haven’t seen?

Anyone– even one fucking person– who was trying to stop any of it. I’m not talking about the Capitol police, who were at worst complicit and at best wildly fucking outnumbered. I’m talking about the regular fucking people at that march. Not one of them managed to keep from getting sucked into the mob and behaving like that. Not one of them saw someone beating a cop to death and tried to stop it.

I have been right about America’s conservatives for years. The only thing, the only thing that they actually care about is white supremacy. Everything else is a smokescreen.

They don’t even really respect cops. Let that sink in for a second. The people who invented “Blue Lives Matter” never meant a word of it.

I have been right for years, and I hate it.

i wish I was surprised

The President of the United States must be removed from office tonight. I don’t care how; an immediate impeachment, the 25th Amendment, whatever. I don’t care about the method. He must be removed from office tonight.

His Twitter account and any other social media account he controls that he is using to direct the actions of these people must be permanently banned.

Ted Cruz, Josh Hawley, Mike Braun, Jackie Walorski and every other member of Congress who was involved in this attempt to overturn a fair and free election must resign or be expelled by the Senate.

Rudy Giuliani and Michael Flynn should be in jail.

Every single one of these white supremacist thugs, these maggots who have so little fear of consequences that they’re doing this without even bothering to conceal their faces, should spend the rest of their lives in jail for sedition.

After a thorough investigation, anyone involved in the chain of command that led to Capitol police standing down and allowing these animals into the Capitol building without a trace of resistance should be fired and jailed.

Fucking. Enough.

On taking action, sorta

qlemjK.jpgHere’s where my head’s at right now.  I’ve called my Senator twice in the last couple of days, one to thank him for announcing that he was voting against Betsy DeVos and again this morning to encourage him to vote against Jeff Sessions when that abortion of a confirmation vote comes up.  I literally just say “call my Senator” to my phone and bam, I’m talking to a staffer a couple of moments later.

And then it hit me: the #1 rule of Republicans is They Always Get Worse.  The #2 rule of Republicans is They Only Get Worse.  So am I doing anything that actually has a point here, other than encouraging Joe Donnelly to go against his usual first instincts and vote like a Democrat?  Is there any point to calling my other Senator, or even finding out his name, which I’m just now realizing to no small amount of self-loathing that I don’t even know?

I can’t name my Governor right now either.  I’d recognize either of their names, mind you, but I can’t produce them.  That’s how deep the hole I’ve been in since November is.

That’s not the point, though.  Let’s say Sessions and DeVos both get voted down somehow.  It’s at least conceivable, right?

Their replacements, the way things have been going, will be David Duke and Michelle Rhee.  Neither will be an improvement.  That’s not how Republicans do things.  Whoever they replace Sessions and DeVos with (and Rhee is very likely going to be the actual choice) will be worse than they would.  And we won’t manage to fight off two in a row.  It won’t happen.

I’ve been saying “I need to shake myself out of this” for nearly three months now.   Probably about time for that to actually happen.

In which I have no idea where the time went


I didn’t get the DC stories written down fast enough; the whole weekend is starting to blur together already and I feel like I should have gotten at least two or three more decent blog posts out of it before that happened.  All told, it went exceptionally well; the last time I went to DC I got home ready to 1) never talk to anyone on the trip ever again and 2) quit teaching as soon as humanly possible; this trip was easily the best one I’ve ever taken.  Any of the snafus or setbacks that happened weren’t due to the kids and got resolved easily (worst problem: we rear-ended another car while merging from a highway, one of those “technically the driver’s fault, but everyone blames the dude who slammed on his brakes” types of situations) and two of the stops weren’t what I wanted from them.  I’ve already posted about the fiasco that was Ford’s Theatre; the other was the National Zoo, which does not appear to actually contain or feature any animals.  We were there for an hour and a half; most of my kids did not see any animal more exotic than a squirrel.  I think they have a giant elephant ass on a stick that they move back and forth from the inside pen to the outside pen periodically to fool people into thinking there’s an elephant; the entire rest of the zoo is an elaborate piece of performance art.

Other than that? The Jefferson Memorial at 7:00 in the morning when you’re the only people there is awesome.  The Iwo Jima memorial at 5:00 in the morning, likewise.  I got to see the FDR memorial in daylight for the first time.  We managed to accidentally find some parts of Mount Vernon I’d never seen before, including a place to take a cart ride behind some huge draft horses that was more fun than it had any right to be.  It was a good trip.

Since I got home, I’ve mostly been laying on the couch and moaning.  I have to get some work done today and tomorrow (and I have to go to OtherJob in…damn, an hour and a half, and it’s nice outside so we’re going to be busy) so tomorrow is either going to be hella productive and end with me feeling good about the world or be a nightmare of stress and kvetching and Sundaying.  Who knows?  We can all look forward to it.

In which I travel

Because it entertains me to do so, and because I just got home from the parent meeting and am too tired to blog, here is the full text (well, almost, and some names altered to protect the innocent) of the notes I just sent home with my parents for the kids going with me to Washington DC next week.  Yes, this really is what I’m like.



  • Any electronics that have to be plugged into a TV to be used.
  • Laptops
  • Flip flops (see below)

These items will be handed back to your parents when your bags are checked, and you will probably be scowled at, but you will still be allowed to go.  Do not argue with me about whether your fancy-schmancy laptop-tablet hybrid is a tablet or a laptop.  Tablets are allowed but are NOT recommended, and I don’t want to hear it if yours is broken or lost.


  • Cigarettes
  • Drugs, other than prescription—and those should be given to Mr. Siler
  • Alcohol
  • Weapons of any kind (I carry a three inch pocket knife.  I’m leaving it at home. Do NOT mess with DC security.)
  • Anything connected to sex in ANY WAY.

If you have any of these items with you, or anything else not on that list that may cause me to believe that you are planning on making stupid decisions on my trip, you will be SENT HOME.  No bus. No trip.  No refunds.  Period. There is no appeal process and I am not kidding.  PLEASE DO NOT TEST ME ON THIS.

Stuff to bring:

  • Clothes.  This includes pants, shirts, socks, AND underwear. Yes, one pair for each day. We will be on a bus together for four days and you are not allowed to smell bad.  Be prepared for a wide variety of different kinds of weather; the East Coast has been just as weird as we have this winter.   Pay attention to the weather forecast.
  • Bathroom stuff (toothbrush/toothpaste, DEODORANT, shampoo if you’re picky)
  • A collapsible (very small) umbrella
  • At least one decent outfit (shirt with a collar) for Monday.
  • A bathing suit (optional, possibly unnecessary)
  • A hat (plenty of places to buy these, but a good idea anyway)
  • Sunglasses
  • Sunscreen
  • Allergy meds, if you have problems—the cherry blossoms can be an issue at this time of year (give these to Mr. Siler)
  • Any other medications you need, especially if you are on any kind of ADHD medication.
  • A cell phone (essential)
  • Chargers for any of your electronics (there should be outlets on the bus)
  • A camera, if you are secretly from 1983 and your phone doesn’t have one.
  • Money for souvenirs (you probably don’t need much more than $50 or so, but I won’t be checking your wallets)
  • Feminine supplies, if feminine (someone will be caught by surprise.  I will have extra; you just have to be brave enough to ask.)
  • Exactly $3 as a tip for the tour guide. More is OK.
  • A healthy amount of patience.


  • Basic medicine (some sort of pain meds, probably ibuprofen; a basic antihistamine, Pepto-Bismol or Imodium)
  • Basic first aid supplies
  • Sunscreen
  • Extra girl stuff


A WorldStrides ID card on a lanyard that has emergency numbers on it and you are to wear around your neck for EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF THE TRIP WHEN WE ARE NOT IN THE HOTEL.  You are not allowed to trade this for Jolly Ranchers or let your girlfriend wear yours so that everyone can see how much you love her. In fact, for the four days on the trip you are not allowed to have a girlfriend either.

You are not required to wear your school uniform. You are required to not look like a slob, other than on the ride to and from DC, and I want everyone looking classy on the last day of the trip because we will be touring a graveyard and the national Holocaust museum.  Dress respectfully for the final day.  Saturday and Sunday I’m not as concerned about other than the “not a slob” rule.


Be at school by 6:00 PM on Friday. The bus leaves at 7:00 and we need time to check bags.  Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones will be checking bags for the boys; Mrs. Brown and Mrs. Anderson will be checking bags for the girls.

Bring ANY MEDICATIONS YOU NEED along with clear dosage instructions for Mr. Siler.  We will decide on a case by case basis who I am holding meds for and who will be trusted to take them on their own.

Dress comfortably for the long bus ride. The “don’t be a slob” rule is suspended for the ride to DC and the ride home from DC.  I will be wearing jeans and a hoodie.  Sweats/pajama pants are fine for the rides to and from DC only. They fall under the “slob” rule for the rest of the trip.  A blanket and a pillow are also a good idea.  Note that on the bus boys are sitting with boys and girls are sitting with girls.

Pack an overnight bag (a backpack) with a change of clothes, your toothbrush/toothpaste, a hairbrush or comb, and your deodorant, along with anything you think you might need specifically on the bus. Some snacks are fine too, although we’ll be stopping a couple of times on the way.  Everything else should go in a suitcase.  There are fairly spacious bathrooms at the Hard Rock Café where we have breakfast on the first day and we will be changing clothes and freshening up there.


Don’t count on it, but feel free to be optimistic. We’ll discuss it when we get there.


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