Now we get to the part of the year where it starts to get really dark.
Not only is the light flatter, but it streams in where there used to be leaves and just screws with your body clock. Saturday we fall back into what is a routine of depression for me where time is out of joint and I am always SAD. The fact that it’s election season does not improve my mood.
I’ve been accosted by well meaning Thugs outside my grocery store and there was a point where I would listen to their blandishments. As bad as their party was, here in Stars Hollow is was the anti-development party.
I can no longer do that. Among other things they have changed, taken over by the same wing nut Theocrat/Plutocrat alliance that dominates the national debate. 24% dead enders and prattling dittoheads it’s all I can do to keep from spitting at them as I brush them aside.
Ho, ho, ho.
We’ll have a new voting system here this year. Fill in the dot SAT cards after levers all my life. The handle that opened and closed the curtain made a satisfying ca-ching as it recorded your vote.
Stars Hollow has “non-partisan” positions, offices mandated for x amount of Thugs and x amount of Democrats. I used to vote for them all, now I’ll be damned if a Thug gets a flip of the finger from me unless it’s the middle one.
Please remember to vote, and get out the vote, even for your local elections. We must tear these people out root and branch. Only time I ever missed voting since I was eligible I had a car accident rushing to the polls.