I’ve tried to write this anecdote a couple dozen times and was never happy with how it flowed, but here:

I had a girlfriend who, among other feats, chained herself a hundred feet in the air to virgin forest trees to protest against corporate logging, broke into labs to free cats and dogs, and etc.

She told me she did what she did because there is an equal and opposite group of zealots, and only equally matched zealot opponents can save the world from zealotry. She wasn’t crazy, she said (and she wasn’t), but if being branded a zealot was the necessary fee to balance the true crazies on the Right, so be it.

She made contact w/me a few weeks back; she’s now a lawyer for the ACLU: a “corporate and co-opted Leftist” she calls herself now. We talked election of course. “I’ll be voting against rather than for, as usual,” she said. “I can’t remember the last time, if ever, I voted for someone.”

Which is the problem. Which is the problem with the problem.

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Stuff, plus a song for your head. Joyous evening.

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