AS GOOD AS IT GETS PHASE DAY 122

DVT DAY 137

A.G.A.I.G DAY 122

After a day of Teams open forums, reading criminal justice system COVID recovery plans, stupidly trying to use acrylic paints like water colours and completing my cycle training session I ate tuna pasta and settled down to read my latest copy of the Visionary. I am an ordained minister with a doctorate of divinity from the Universal Life Church Monastery. I was bored one afternoon and got myself ordained over the internet and in incidentally bought a Liouville slugger baseball bat the same after noon. Me, boredom and the internet is not a good combination. Any way I regularly get the Universal Life Church newsletter the Visionary drop into my in box and provides a really interesting insight in to American life and culture. A couple of things caught my eye this time. The first was the moment to cancel Darwin on the basis of racism. See link below:

https://themonastery.us10.list-manage.com/track/click?u=37ea977745f8b35fbc9b8ee93&id=36f3f952c7&e=c0418825d8

The second thing to catch my eye was the the reversal of the New York City law banning gay conversion therapy by a group of advocates for the “therapy”. See link below:

https://themonastery.us10.list-manage.com/track/click?u=37ea977745f8b35fbc9b8ee93&id=a57848c2e9&e=c0418825d8

I find both these articles depressing and wonder where this regressive mental state is going to lead. It seems that peoples need to believe in anything that is simple rather than require some cognitive effort and reflection. It could of course mean that as population increases that intelligence regresses to the mean and in a first past the post voting system then so will the arguments used to gain power. Simple arguments based in self interest that require little thinking will increasingly command more votes. Its tempting to think that America is doomed, but I cannot forget the nice American couple we meet in Mexico who were embarrassed about Trump and who were frustrated at what was happening to their country.

So I end the day slightly bemused and sore from my exercise bike, my injection and the thought that I am due at the GP for another blood letting tomorrow morning. I am missing the outside world, or more precisely the people in it whose company I crave.