And the internet is becalmed lke the sargasso, a lot of shit swirling around on the outside but not much going on. The machinations of the left and right are all old news and nobody sane is surprised when they pull some fresh horror out of their hats.

Everyone seems hunkered down ready for something but we don’t know what, all of us half hoping it doesn’t happen. The new Pope seems to be a bust, (Though, we’ll see; the office sometimes forms the man more than the man can form the office) the country is in the grasp of lunatics, and it’s snowing outside.

The Bear in me wants to sleep in. Until may.