There is so much negative energy in the world today. It seems always to be one group of people pitted against another. Except in the Sci Fi world, I don’t think that there is such a thing as negative energy, but the idea does do a good job of explaining turmoil today.

Up until now, I have always been an optimist who thinks we will always work our way out of our troubles of the day. But I, like Mark Twain, I am getting more pessimistic as my final years pass. Twain got downright ugly in this final years, I don’t think that will ever happen to me. I will hold on to the last thread of optimism until it finally breaks.

The last ten years or so, I am finding that the one word that describes the world today is

DISSAPPOINTMENT

I am so disappointed that so many of us just can’t seem to get along anymore. We as a country and a world have survived so much during our history, but that does not guarantee that we will continue to do so in the future. I know that these times have been chaos to many of many of us. Technology is moving at a dizzying pace, that it seems impossible to slow it down. That has so many in a panic trying to understand the future. I try not to let that get me down. I am thoroughly convinced that there are many more of upsides to technological advances than there are negatives. We simply need a governing body that will regulate, among other things, how technology is applied. The trouble with that is with the idiocy in our current governing agencies, attracting people who can do that job seems literally impossible right now. Especially when a complete idiot is vying for the title of “Leader of the Free World” and his opponent is waffling at every stage.

Closing out this post, I didn’t imagine my final years on this earth as they are turning out. In some ways, I am doing almost everything I can to just ignore some of the idiocy. Politics, which used to be a major part of my life, is non-existent now. I leave it to the next generation to figure our way out of this mess. I am doing my best to simplify all aspects of my time remaining. But, since my Autism traits demand that I think, no overthink, a hundred things at a time, trying to parse down that number is becoming a daunting chore.