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Decaying pumpkin atop a tree stump, part 2: President Trump

Decaying pumpkin atop a tree stump, part 2: President Trump

The weather was substantially warmer today, up to 60 degrees this afternoon. I took a familiar walk, up Laburnam Crescent toward Clinton Avenue, past the decaying pumpkin I noticed about a month ago. The snow on top had melted, and the pumpkin itself decomposed even further, so that now it appeared to be melting as well, sliding down the side of the stump. A sad sight for sure—and senseless. I wondered if the pumpkin had been left to disintegrate like that on purpose, if I could ascribe any intentionality to the scene, but no, it was probably sloppy negligence, pure and simple. The pumpkin had been left out too long after Halloween, forgotten about in plain sight, so to speak, then snow obscured it further, while—strangely—highlighting it at the same time. Perhaps a decision was made at that time to leave it there; the contrast of the orange peeking out from under the white snow was, in fact, beautiful.

But now the veil has lifted, and the orange face underneath is twisted and terrible ...

What was I talking about? Something about a pumpkin ... 

I'm trying to take a step back from thinking about politics. The results of the South Carolina primaries were truly depressing. More people voted for Marco Rubio (165,881) and Ted Cruz (164,790) than Bernie Sanders (95,997). Hillary Clinton got 271,514 votes and Donald Trump got 239,851. 

But I'm trying to stay positive. Bernie Sanders may get more support in the upcoming primaries, and in any case, spring is coming. I never used to let politics affect my mood. The weather always has, however. And now that goddamn rotting pumpkin is bringing me down. The actual pumpkin, not Donald Trump. His popularity is depressing, but to be honest, there is something nihilistic inside me that wonders what President Trump would actually look like. If we're not going to elect someone who's going to fix America, why not elect someone to destroy it?

Voting for Hillary Clinton is like taking the blue pill in The Matrix—"You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe." In that scenario, you get to keep telling yourself "America has never stopped being great" and nothing fundamental about society, politics, the economy, or foreign policy needs to change.

A Trump presidency would accelerate the rate of the country's decline to such a degree that it could not be ignored any longer. 

But like I said, I've really got to stop dwelling on this stuff ...

Up and down the familiar avenue / Super Tuesday

Up and down the familiar avenue / Super Tuesday

Lazy February days

Lazy February days