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Saturday, June 7, 2025

Escape From Reality

Ya know what? Reality really blows lately. I mean, jackbooted, masked ICE thugs in military camouflage and bulletproof vests descended on Los Angeles setting off tear gas yesterday.
Among those arrested was SEIU (Service Employees International Union) California President David Huerta, who represents an estimated 750,000 service workers across the state. He was booked by federal law enforcement at the site of one of the raids, according to Bill Essayli, the L.A.-based U.S. Attorney for the Central District of California.

David Huerta deliberately obstructed their access by blocking their vehicle,” he said on X Friday night. “He was arrested for interfering with federal officers and will face arraignment in federal court on Monday.” (source
Good for David Huerta! More power to him! Hero!

I only mention it but these ICE goons are nothing but irredeemable desert camo clad, hive-mind Borg drones. The Borg were certainly a formidable foe BUT Picard and others always managed to beat them. We can overcome our own Borg too – we just need to think and plot creatively and collectively.

Today though, I need to escape the here and now. I’m about up to here (picture, if you will, me holding my hand six feet above my head) with reading about //waves hands around widely and wildly// every damn thing. Except cats. Cats are always AOK.
I’d binge watch Battlestar Galactica (the 2004 series NOT the janky 1978 version ) but, at this point, I suspect I’d be rooting for the Cylons. I’m now sort of seeing the show as a baroquely flashed out riff on the whole Frankenstein concept. Ya know...what if all of our brilliant creations got wills of their own and rebelled. Yeah, just like Blade Runner. I’m solidly on team Nexus-6 replicant.

So yeah, Battlestar might feel too tense today. If I’m remembering correctly, the Cylons don’t outright win (though they don’t lose either) AND the cast is primarily white. BORING!

I just started Jason Pargin’s Futuristic Violence and Fancy Suits.

Nightmarish villains with superhuman enhancements.

An all-seeing social network that tracks your every move.

Mysterious, smooth-talking power players who lurk behind the scenes.

A young woman from the trailer park.

And her very smelly cat.

Together, they will decide the future of mankind.
This too might feel too close to reality (especially given Peter Thiel’s, Palantir) but, I’ll give it a few more chapters. So far I’m diggin’ it.

Later today Jen, Oni, Kevin and I will watch back to back Murderbot episodes and maybe a Leverage installment (where the good guys always outwit the baddies in the most creative ways). THAT and snacks will assuredly be a mental mini-vaca.

An unavoidable bit of reality today – in my ongoing efforts to achieve balance in Physical Therapy World (zzzzzzzzzzzzz) I’m going to do my little balance, strength, and what-not exercises before I mount the recumbent elliptical. I’ve been doing this in reverse order and that is NOT working so great. I’ve been managing 30 or so minutes on the elliptical on four to five days a week (you bet I’m proud of this) but then I’m lucky if I get in two sets of any of my dweeby easy exercises afterward. NOT cool. 

PT World IS in fact part of reality but not obviously overlapping with ongoing evils (maybe there's a tangential relationship). I’ll take it.

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