It's February 2nd, which means it's Groundhound day. Them good old critters are gonna predict for us whether we'll have six more weeks of winter hell, which we usually do. Last night's storm does not bode well for an early spring...
Don't you wish there was a similiar groundhog system for social justice? You know, just have some cute little animal pop its head out, and say, "Yup, all this bullshit is gonna end early this year! No more misogyny, racism, capitalist exploitation, violence, homophobia, transphobia, and general world unfairness. Time to celebrate!"
Sigh. I have a feeling that even such a thing existed, it wouldn't be good news.
Back to the grind.