Loyalty

We have another warm one outside.  The current temp on the veranda is 38 (F), and for this time of year, that's not bad.  The January thaw continues.  Tomorrow will be nice, too.  Then, just in time for me to go back to work the rain will set in.  They say we might get as much as an inch on Saturday.  Because we've had some warm days, most of that will soak in rather than run off and cause severe flash flooding.

I had planned on getting a workout in yesterday morning, but didn't.  A lunch was scheduled with my cousin and her husband.  Any time I have something scheduled for the early afternoon my schedule seems to go to shit, and of course that happened.  And, as should be expected, after eating a full meal all those carbs kicked and I didn't feel like throwing around the dumbbells when I got home.

So, I ate too much and did nothing else.  Well that's not entirely correct, we had a very nice conversation touching on a vast number of topics, even political, which we usually avoid.  You see, my cousin and her husband are Republicans and have been all of their lives.  Like many Republicans, and Democrats as well, they have been loyal to their party.  They actually had signs for Orangie in their front yard, however that's changed.  I don't know what precisely Orangie did to lose them, perhaps it was a number of things.  While they appreciated the capture of Maduro, everything else about Venezuela pisses them off.  As my cousin's husband, a Navy veteran, said, "this is Vietnam all over again." Orangie's talk of acquiring Greenland is another very sore subject.  Will they vote for a Democrat in the mid-terms?  I don't know.   I'd say they'd most likely not vote at all, rather than show support for the current administration.  

Loyalty to Orangie is beginning to fall apart on all fronts, except his most zealot cultists.  Coming home yesterday and hearing about the murder of an American mother by an agent of this administration set my blood to boil.  We are living in an age of chaos because many people loyal to their political party believed Orangie's lies.  They ignored everything he has done in his life simply because he spun a web of lies they wanted to hear.  Now those strands of loyalty are being sheared in two, sharpened by the blades of his reality, a world in which soulless people fester with hatred.  For those who have yet to figure it out, his cult hates everything that is decent and good.  They don't want your life to be easier.  They want you to hurt, and suffer.  Orangie is doing things that constantly test the loyalty of his cultists; their acceptance of his acts of evil affirm their worship of him, and this gives him great satisfaction.  The fact that he is losing his grasp on a much larger group phases him not.  If they're not loyal, they are of no use to him.  His winnowing of his flock saps his strength; they have never been the armor and shield he thinks they are.  Their loyalty is dying.