…whatever…
Syrians tortured by their dynastic overlords, Israel and Palestine continue in mutual other-self-hatreds, USA heads to the polls to elect another sort of overlord (but Lord save us all from their worst option and another Cold-Hot War Era), my country of birth still in the hands of corporate mad-men (multi-answer riddle, eh?), evil seed-lords battling against small farmers round the world to take control of our food-sourcing, a dead pedophile celebrity being brought to public justice in UK, surprise, surprise under the noses of ‘Auntie BBC’…
…the list is finite, I suppose, but it feels infinite, living, watching, feeling it…
…but who said the recipe for life should be apple-pie or peanut-butter cookie, even gluten-free option, easy..no one, not imaginary gods let alone scientists…
…one supposes in my dot-dot world-view, that our ancestors expected life to be hard, difficult, nay, bloody nasty…even if you were born with a silver spoon in your sweet mouth like 16th century English aristocrat Frances Howard, found guilty of murder and soon dead of breast cancer, or her beheaded descendant William Russell, unfortunate friend of early constitutional liberty–Big Ta to Who Do You Think You Are program that!…but at least they had a few NICE years…not so the other 99%…
…whilst bombs fall the world-round, whilst evil things are done world-round, women like me bake peanut cookies, bake bread, fry tacos, fill falafels…we hope for the best for our family and friends…it’s the way of the world…
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