Day 234: Amused to Death

It is now mid-September. In my neck of the woods, September is a type of seasonal purgatory, a period that isn't quite summer but also isn't quite fall. As such, it is a month where it is easy to fall into a type of somnolence. After suffering through a summer of heat and humidity, who could blame anyone? Sadly, this sleepiness hasn't carried over to America as the news has been nothing but bad, with the worst actors on the move. 💀💀💀💀💀 The most recent bit of evil is the murder of far-right polemicist Charlie Kirk. This is not surprising, seeing the country's ever-deepening divide. I mentioned that one of my inspirations for chronicling these dark days was Mary Chesnut Boykin's A Diary from Dixie. As I wrote then, I found her chronicle of the slave-holding South's descent into madness and war to be reminiscent of the contemporary mood in America, a time when the nation is dividing along ideological lines. However, unlike then, where the very real...