State of the Union

This has been a hard week. Since the inauguration on Monday the majority of my therapy clients have been struggling with increased depression and anxiety, afraid for their future and the future of our country. Although working in mental health has been the most rewarding career I have had in my life, weeks like these can be challenging.

It doesn’t help that I wanted to see the news coverage of the inauguration events and as I watched, my daughter walked in while our newly elected president was speaking about his predecessor like a schoolyard bully behind the podium. In the three minutes that she watched he had said he was going to bring down the prices of everything and then talked about placing tariffs on products and my thirteen year old said “wait, he said he’s lowering the cost of goods but is setting up tariffs. Won’t that make the cost of goods go up?” I’m simultaneously proud of my daughter for her grasp of economics and horrified that she is watching the president stand before an audience and spit out words that his actions clearly contradict. I’m happy to say I turned it off before Elon Musk sieg heiled the audience. Don’t even get me started about that little demonstration where the world’s richest man tried to blame the media for misrepresenting him while hate groups spread the clip announcing their new hero. If his intention was not in fact a to make a racist gesture, why not just say so instead of igniting the flames of speculation? It’s probably a little harder to deny once you look up countless antisemitic statements he has made in the past. 

When 1,500 terrorists were released back onto the street I started looking up names. Can we get some kind of registry for these guys like the sex offender registry? I’m guessing since the man who let them out is trying to ignore the fact that they are violent criminals, and turn them into victims makes me think this is not gong to be something that happens. We used to have our government keeping an eye on terrorist groups like the proud boys and oath keepers, but now they are being pardoned by our president and sent home as heroes. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with our country? The man who is in charge of the Pentagon has a giant racist tattoo on his chest, has been fired from multiple jobs for financial mismanagement and showing up to work drunk, has a history of violence against women, and served in the army reserve, but is somehow qualified to run our military.  

I’m watching executive orders roll out and trying to remind myself that these are the same kinds of promises I get from my daughter when she promises to clean her bathroom or empty the dishwasher. Apparently the government can now say there are two sexes when we all know that just isn’t the case. I had to laugh when I saw Caitlin Jenner’s congratulations to the president. I wonder what she’ll think when people start calling her Bruce and forcing her to use the men’s room at restaurants. I would like to keep the MAGAs out of my public restrooms since they seem to be awfully concerned about my genitals. Next time I see a woman in the public restroom at the mall with her little red hat I’m going to ask that security makes sure she is a woman first before letting her in.

I have to wonder what kind of president orders the Constitution of the United States of America to be removed from the White House website and sends ICE with CIA agents to an elementary school to scare small children. He’s already attaching strings to federal relief funds to help with the wildfires because their governor has different political views, and trying to remove the 14th Amendment from the Constitution. Can you imagine if a liberal president took office and issued an order that contradicted the 2nd Amendment? He’s been screaming “FAKE NEWS” forever and I kind of have to agree with him at this point after multiple interviews have gone on the air with all of his false claims being unchecked. I remember having parental warnings for “mature content” on television as a kid and I think at this point they should probably be on the news channels. I stopped watching anything Donny was on when he made fun of a handicapped reporter, and it’s viewed in my house pretty infrequently, but I’m afraid to have my kid see it at my parents’ house where Fox News is a household staple. I have a vivid memory of going to a Christmas party where I saw my racist grandfather and joking we could rile him up by telling him I had a black boyfriend. The thought of telling my kid to do the same thing but with a girlfriend breaks my heart.

I’m seeing a lot of posts about learning who your neighbors are, and I can tell you I am doing just that. We have the kind of patriots around the corner with a flagpole in their front yard where the flag was never at half mast after Jimmy Carter’s death, and I can see deer heads through the window so I’ll be sure to see if they were just pardoned and released from a federal prison. I was thinking about putting a flagpole in our front yard to fly a pride flag because I think you could see it from the freeway, but my husband thinks it might be a wasted effort since the view isn’t as clear as I think it is. My thought is we’ll not know until we try it, so maybe that will be a good summer project.

I have turned off the news for the sake of my own sanity, but still stay plugged in to NPR and Politico. I have a new book to read and am listening to lots of punk rock music while writing client notes so at least the weekend should be good!

 

 

In My Eyes

When we moved into our house a year ago, we had about triple the wall space to decorate as our last house. My husband has been slowly filling the walls with his artwork. We had a handful of his pieces at our old house, but his last job kept him so overworked, he had little time to create for the last ten years. In the fifteen months we have lived here, he has created at least a dozen pieces to hang around our house. Strangely enough, two of my favorite pieces are in bathrooms.

At some point in the last year, I decided our bathrooms needed a theme. Don’t ask me why. It’s probably because I kept calling the two bathrooms on the main floor “the front bathroom” and the “back bathroom” and they are both technically near the front of the house. The “front” bathroom then became the “gold” bathroom since it has gold fixtures, but calling the other bathroom the “black” bathroom due to it’s fixture color seemed a little racist. I had visions of my kid’s friends being in the house and me telling them to use the “black bathroom” after getting out of the pool. 

The front/gold bathroom has become the “skull” bathroom when I bought a gold skull last Halloween that never left the counter. I like skulls and have a lot of artwork and decor that include them in the house. I even have skull nightlight/fragrance plug ins around the house. I was over the moon when my husband created a piece of art to hang that fit the theme perfectly. Once the skull bathroom was complete I started thinking about a theme for the back/black bathroom. I kept seeing a rug with serpents on it that I loved and decided a snake theme would be a perfect counterpart for the skull theme. I started looking for snake decor, but was not finding much that I liked, or that fit the space. Then at Christmas, my husband asked for a bunch of tools and art supplies and by the New Year he was showing me a snake he had sculpted. I came home from work one night and when I dropped my bag at the door, he told me if I had to pee I better use the back bathroom. I knew he had been working on making the sculpture into a piece to hang and had seen it during the process, but I had no idea how beautiful it was going to look hanging on the wall. My husband has some serious skills. So now I have my two themed bathrooms, and the serpent is hanging directly above the toilet, There’s no jokes to be made or make people feel creeped out, right? 

*A little Tim Timebomb who also loves skulls and snakes was heard while writing this post.

 

 

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