Summertime Ennui

It’s been the hottest week of the year in New Orleans. People are sweaty, tempers are short, and people with guns are putting them to use. There was a brief freak out over an itty bitty eenie weenie system in the Atlantic by those who enjoy freaking out during Hurricane season. I do not.

In short, between the heat and the drumbeat of horrendous news, I have not felt like writing as much as usual. Of course, every time I say something like that I become a prolific motherfucker, so we shall see.

There is, however, one piece of good news. The two American do-gooders who were flown home suffering from Ebola have been released from the hospital. That should ease the freak out ever so slightly, at least I hope so. Yo, Donald Trump zip it and STFU. You feel me, dickweed?

I’ll close with a message cautioning you against ennui: