The hangover

It's been what almost a month since the elections. The euphoria has died down. We are now facing the other reality, we have to deal with the Flaming A-hole for at least another month, plus a few days. It's been hard. It's hard to wake up in the morning pound the pavement, hustle a buck, dodge the creditors. We are not supposed to disdain the success of others, but I have to feel a certain contempt when you see someone who made his buck by cheating the system. That is what the AVV administration left us. A lot of resentment. Anger. Frustration. January can't come soon enough. Sadly some, many may not make it to January.
I would like to contribute to the economy, I can't. There is nothing left. Not a dime. I unlike many other have a job, have an income. I can't imagine those who through no fault of their own are not as fortunate. Yet, in these times we only think of "our cross" we don't have time to worry about others. And it is during these times we must care about others. In whatever little way we can.
We will come out of this debacle, the question will be at what price. What will be the body count. Like a good alcoholic I take it one day at a time. So say a prayer for your neighbor, because "there but for the grace of God, go I".
It has been a hard recoup from the party, as all hangovers returning to reality bites.