The horrible tragedies that happened worldwide today have incited verbal wars on the likes of facebook, and no matter how I try to put down my thoughts and condolences, or my views and feelings on the "why" of it all, it seems to just make people even more angry. A few in particular chose to spit vitrol and profanities at me, and instead of talking to me about it and giving me a reason why they feel the way they do, they flounce off like Scarlett O'Hara and unfriend me. Ok good.
I'm sick of it; trying to reason with nut-jobs and cowards.
And now for something serene...
Ann Harding in the 1930s production of 'A Midsummer Night's Dream'