Thanks, Obama

For Valentine's Day, I attended a rally against the Epstein files coverup, then helped give out clothes to homeless people at Pioneer Park. Today, I've been busy with a higher-than-average-paying work project. The downside of working whenever I want is that I have to decide when to take a break and when to make more money. It's absolutely worth it, though. As a result, however, right now I just want to watch cartoons and not write a blog post. So here's something cool I watched yesterday: an interview with the man I used to believe was the Antichrist. (Blame my parents.) Okay, maybe he still is a war criminal, but so are most US presidents. I wonder how differently I'd feel about him if I lived through his administration again. He had more class, more intelligence, and more basic decency in the dirt under his fingernails than his successor could manifest in a hundred years. He wasn't best friends with a child sex trafficker, either. But if he had done one one-hundredth of the things his successor has done, my parents who don't care about anything his successor has done would have had fatal brain aneurysms. Anyway, it was great to hear him spreading hope. Rebellions are built on hope. Hell, it was great just to hear from a leader who can speak in coherent sentences and answer questions without calling the interviewer names.