Out on the horizon,
vacillating in the deep,
it disappears
and emerges.
Vacillating in the deep,
it approaches forcefully
and emerges
closer than ever.
It approaches forcefully,
that great blue wave,
closer than ever
it rises up.
That great blue wave
out on the horizon,
it rises up.
It disappears.
god america i 
Sometimes, I still let myself hope that America is going to wake up and find its soul. Then, on days like this, I wonder if America hasn’t already found its soul and it just isn’t one I like. The election results were mixed, and probably more of just another chapter in “The Democratic Playbook of How to Lose Elections and Permit Fascism to Take Hold.”