We're at the Intersection

Will we give way or barrel on through?

Yesterday felt like a meltdown day.

I woke up with the worst headache known to mankind, and some trannie direct from his Mum’s basement had managed to infiltrate my computer with malware.

Suffice it say the entire daylight hours were dedicated to rectifying both the headache and the computer - both at the same time. But I somehow managed it.

Now, the headache was likely due to the excessive humidity we’ve been enduring for weeks. I’m decidedly Anglo-Saxon, and sticky weather makes me want to invade another country. If I had the energy.

The computer problem occurred in the one-day window between changing my anti-virus software and donating dollars to a bunch of beaut TERFs who are taking on New World, Otaki for trespassing a woman from the supermarket for wearing a T-shirt they didn’t like. I only ever use my real name, and the trannies will have seen who donated. You can guess the rest.

So here we all are together are on this small, excruciatingly hot set of islands at the bottom of the Pacific. Tempers are fraying. Men are women, certain MPs (typically on the left) are above scrutiny, being white is decidedly uncool, homelessness is normal, Hamas terrorism is de rigueur, and Jews are openly despised. We also kill our children with clockwork regularity. It’s truly Godzone!

Given this new reality, people’s heads are spinning. There is the steady hum of low and high-level anxiety everywhere. This is not a country I recognise any longer, but then neither is the world. Mental health is crumbling all around us, and it’s gonna’ take a concerted effort by many to stay grounded. I mean, even Golriz has succumbed. Or so they say.

It strikes me that while New Zealanders go around musing - and gloating - about America being on the brink of civil war, we’re oblivious to how close the division here is putting us in that very same zone.

Add to the mix the fact that you can’t trust anything you’re being told - or lectured about - by media, and conflict is becoming inevitable.

Just, please, can we start the hostilities on a cooler day?