As much as I am usually able to wake up each morning, remember that the US is still my neighbour, swallow that first gag, and go on with my day, once in a while a lunch hour discussion brings that bile up again, HARD.

Like what Delta airlines is doing.

My admiration for Bill Scannell can only go upwards, but not as swiftly as the rising tides of bile that he is fighting.

Fury. I feel nothing but fury sometimes.

And then there are other moments, visions, memories, photos taken at a birthday party, that soften certain blows.

Like these:

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