{B} I am a pure, anti-social introvert. I do not need people. But I will behave like an extrovert. If motivated. By something. Or someone. Which is why I have confused many, many people throughout my life.

Is it time to resume documenting the end of the great and glorious American Experiment? Yeah. Sounds like a fun time. Until the zombies arrive. To whom I voluntarily surrender my brains. Oh. And. Yay CWRU!

Surge away Northeast Ohio. I wish I could say I didn't care about Christmas. Because. Right now. I don't care. Period. As for humanity. And. My thoughts about what time is it on the "Doomsday Clock"? The infomercials are on.

Yeah, 2022 ain't off to a great start. But it's not a sprint. Or a marathon. It's a mined obstacle course. Note. Yesterday's lesson was about America. And democracy. So. I think it's time some unfollow me. I'll do the same.

This would be a very interesting "re-re-re-edit". Anyway. As humans, were we "programmed" this way? Or - at some point - did we break our "programming"? I think I developed my own moral and ethical beliefs. But did I?

My paternal grandfather served as a T/4 artillery mechanic in the Aleutians during WW2. He was wounded at Dutch Harbor, survived the Battle of Attu and then escaped an avalanche - by going for a walk. THIS? Really happened.

My maternal grandfather served in Third Army, HQ - a T/5 cook to Patton's staff in WW2. A photographer - he took pictures, collected postcards and "liberated" items along the way. History feels very real ... when you can hold it.

Saying I'm a "picky eater" is an understatement. But. Except for the fish thing and vegetables - it's less hate and more "meh". Basically my diet is cluck or gobble. Sometimes oink. And cheese. So. Half moo?

I want to believe that most humans throughout history have one simple goal. To see as many sunrises and sunsets as possible. But. There are some born with different desires. The power to determine who sees them. And how many.

Every day, every person - makes choices. But. Those that choose to determine the course of events? Should be held accountable - for the fate of those that did not.

This infamous moment of rage led to the collapse of the Rurik dynasty and precipitated the "Time of Troubles" - a period of anarchy, disease, famine and war that caused the deaths of one-third of the Russian population.

There is a precedent for atrocities that rise to the level of threatening the existence of all life on Earth: crimes against peace, crimes against humanity, war crimes and the engagement in a conspiracy to commit such crimes.

Something Sunday? Our collective imagination is filled with stories of gods, aliens, spirits, machines - and so on - with unlimited and unchecked power. Are these fantasies the personification of our deepest freudian desires?

At one time – photographs of atrocities had the power to overwhelm us. Do they still? Or are we numb? Maybe, we need to be haunted by something more …

For me? Creativity and emotions are painfully inseparable. EVERY thought I share – here, there, everywhere – entails Van Gogh level suffering. So. Why do it? Because I crave deep, meaningful, open, honest – conversation.

Meeting your maker at the hands of something you made? That is the Universe taking the utmost poetic delight in all the “hold my beer” irony it can serve. Chilled. And since I have no friends? My body shalt never be found.

A wryly puntaculer prediction if Trump "wins" the Electoral College? Putin nukes Warsaw, Berlin, Paris, Madrid and London. Then slithers over the remains of Europe – as the statues arise proclaiming "Vladimir the Greatest". An accomplishment Peter, Catherine and Stalin could only dream of.