Sleeping later and later.

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Knew it would have to happen.  And yet, I have done quite well, on days, if to no good, but for some time now.  The heat, I suppose, and how I am running things.  I almost woke several times.  Just could not focus.  Not good, need to be up early Sunday.  Bleh.  Not sure I can, will try.

Would have slept longer.  Three shots, quick succession, to the south, 1,000 feet?  No more than half a mile at the most.  Not worried, not here.  Just noises out here sometimes.  It's a small town, but a country town.  Not the wild west, just... the country.  Not every day sounds, just sometimes.  Still, woke me.

I keep getting the feeling that something wicked this way comes.  Not here, exactly, probably.  You never can tell who all is involved in such things.  People with earthly power are rattled.  Their attempt at forcing things is going downhill, as is their grasp on wealth and power.  People have finally started getting involved, and balking at the leash and whip.  They are becoming desperate.  It isn't just the handlers, it's their mutts even more.  They love their little bit of golden access, and don't want us plebes interfering with their fatted golden goose, which just so happens to be the middle class, which they have mostly eaten.  Yeah, that never works out.  Thankfully, it's the one group that, when losing all their toys, might actually be able and willing to fight back.  Unless it goes on too long, then they just become part of the working poor, or less.

So, will the super rich be pulling strings to make something bad happen?  Will it be their puppets, in order to create enough chaos to remand power, suppress elections, etc?  They won't do it directly, they will use their feral allies.  This admin is directly related to those, and this congress is owned by those super rich.  Done it before?  I honestly don't think so, not the big hits.  Little ones, sure, maybe.  These people are desperate, now that we don't just take what they offer and be happy for glib words with no substance.  Not really my gig, life is odd off heart meds.  Still, I write what I see.  And I see bad things being fomented.  Much death and blood.  Though, too, I get the feeling that they are realizing it will come back to bite them.  Much as the 'anybody but Trump' crowd (same crew, actually), are learning that their stance is both outing them, and killing them... politically.  Even so, the lazy brutes who have owned power in US politics for a long time might not care.  Desperate is just that.

I've collected some music, as the notion hits me from time to time and I go looking.  Just, not yet.  They are being squirrely.  Unsure.  They honestly don't know what to do.  Everything they have tried has failed.  They have had all the press, and favorable press, for their pushes.  They have economic, political, social, and all other levers at their command.  Even that is backfiring.  Surandon and Barr are even in for Trump.  Yeah, those ones.  He is getting the very oddest of endorsements.  Online, that includes Vox and myself.  Very... eclectic... support.  Now, admittedly, fringe.  But the odd thing is, it's not from the fringe out, it's from the fringe in.  If Trump hasn't had a team working on this for ten years, then I will say, I do believe he and they are verging on genius.  The system he is running is working, though I suspect in part because it isn't supposed to work.


Oh, right.  Someone sent a song that seemed to fill the bill, hit the spot, scratch the... well, you know.  That young mouse really got me.  So fierce, then so... self-surprised and a bit terrified.  "Oh, did I do that?"  Aye, I would have said, and with pleasure.  Such a darling.

Anyway...  enough about my crazy notions and life.  On to something.  Later.