Caterwauling

I had a moment today.

I used to often start sentences with, “If I were (department) director.”

Knowing full well I was, of course.

But I kind of always hedged it. Maybe I was waiting for my idea or will to be overturned.

I’m a lifelong Democratic voter after all. My will isn’t exactly done.

Anyway it became a joke and then Howler spelled “director” wrong on a badge and honestly the life and humor got sucked out of me.

Today I was brainstorming with my team. And I started to say, “If I were (department) director.”

And I stopped myself and said I am the director. So AS director, I say (what I needed to say).

I told them, if this election has taught me anything, it’s that I want all of us to step into our power.

I made them promise they will own their feelings and beliefs, too. And own reality.

You ARE in charge. Show me. Show the world.

I hope this was a good meeting today. I mean, we covered all the business stuff. But I checked in with them personally.

The kids aren’t alt-right, thank god. But they will be all right. I know it.

I will be too. I have to be. For them. For me, most of all.

Yesterday I wrote an article about Tesla stock. How it was up some 30% after that pile of garbage I’m forced to call an election.

It’s up about 50%.

I knew before this election not to buy pot stocks (but I did because I couldn’t imagine that Florida would defeat Amendment 3) …

And I knew to buy tRump’s shitty shell companies $DJT and whatever the fuck World Liberty Financial is. Not the coin though. That shit got laughed off the planet because it was more obviously fraudulent than the rest of the fraud.

In any event, today I am considering buying Tesla.

Honestly, owning $TSLA or $DJT is the equivalent of telling someone to erase your browser history and destroy your homemade porn when you die.

Do what you want, while you can. But you don’t want evidence of that bad behavior.

I think this might be the topic of my next letter.