Just my imagination?

The spirit of Gore Vidal dropped by last week, in my living room.

It was kind of like having FDR drop by. That patrician energy.

Still using the cane on the Other Side. A friend referenced his famous view of our politics, often expressed, re the party with two Right Wings, so I’ll describe:

I was sitting alone at midnight, after the siege of Mar-a-Lago, the room in semi-darkness, thinking of how Man is actually an Island out on a distant crag, surrounded by the great infinite mystery and how the ship of state is headed toward its Great Destiny- or The Great Dark.

I was alone, looking into the Vastness and blank-ness of our political situation, and the government run by the Bird with Two Right Wings, and I suddenly sensed the great presence, Gore Vidal. The Great One.

And he gave a sinister eye-roll and said in spirit, “well what took you so long? You’re really not quick.” He was referring to the plight of Democracy, the drama of The Republic, the denouement of authoritarianism.

And then pfft he was gone. Leaving me in that rarified space of the Present.

And that is true.💙

And I felt somehow…reassured. Jynx was staring at that corner, too with her green eyes buggin’ out. I’m not sure what it means but I’ve learned to be grateful.🇺🇸

Just thought you’d like to know we’re being …observed.