The Bloody Doors Off

I am left in the night, trembling with fear
I have seen to the future and the future is here
Our leader will bring victory but our land is in flames
And as the final sounds of battle disappear, I had to say

What about me and you and the ones that we love?
What about me and you and the ones that we love?
Well, what about us?

What About Me?, Chris de Burgh

We have a Federal election in a week.

I fear we’re gonna end up with a minority Conservative government.

With Donald-Trump Lite^TM at the helm.

The CONS have people running for election that don’t believe in getting vaccinated, are anti-abortion, believe in tax cuts for corporations and cutting services for you and me.

But, as happens when you’ve had one party in power for almost six years, people start blaming the incumbent for how shit their lives are. Things weren’t done fast enough, or at all, or whatever.

Bah. I don’t wanna write about politics.

We’ve had two minority Liberal governments, so of course they couldn’t get anything done. And COVID.

Dumb time to call an election.

End of story.

Please don’t vote in the Conservatives. That’s all I ask.

But yeah. Things could stay the same a week from now.

Or it could change.

I feel like I’ve been spinning my wheels trying to get consistent work since the spring.

Sure, there have been periods where I’ve been busy. But nothing sustainable.

Almost had a full-time job back in April. Went to the other guy.

Because he was a ‘better fit’.

Whatever that fucking means.

They still contracted me to lay out a 14-chapter benefits book.

I’ve got two other clients I’ve signed onto longer-term work with, but it’s not generating enough to keep me busy.

But who knows. It’s September, summer vacation is over and the pendulum tends to swing back as the temperatures dip.

Maybe the ideas will come for a new play as well.

I miss the focused intensity when fleshing out a story.

Eh. Even this bores me.

I wanna make a midnight run to the casino with Mollie again.

But that’ll have to be put on hold.

That’s money I don’t have to waste.

We had some good times. Mostly Mollie. I think I was her good luck charm.

A couple of times I did alright. Either lost very little or ended up a few bills.

And taking a 3am breakfast break at The Famous was awesome.

We usually started at Casino Niagara, and would walk through Clifton Hills after an hour or two to Fallsview, where we’d spend the next few hours. Though the past couple of times we just went to Fallsview and stayed until they kicked us out to vacuum before the day shift began.

Then we’d walk back to the bus terminal, and grab a few winks on the ride back to Toronto.

Sometimes I’d hit McDonald’s for a sausage & egg sandwich before trekking home.

Wow. I haven’t done a casino run in… three years?

Not since I moved in with Marlo and Coltrane.

Funny how priorities change.

Maybe some day.

But not today.