It’s another very early start tomorrow. So here I am, trying to figure out what to write about, and wondering how on earth I’m going to get to sleep so early. Working in this sort of environment, intermittently swapping between late nights and early mornings, I completely understand why people take sleeping pills. And speed.
I do have a subject in mind, but it needs more time and energy than I have available tonight.
So instead, I’m going to cheat. Because I saw that bullshit that Donald Trump’s son tweeted about refugees and Skittles and it made me quite angry. It would have made me angrier if it wasn’t so fucking stupid. He basically said that he wouldn’t even try to save this kid, because he’s afraid of brown people. And that’s so inhumane that it beggars belief.
Thankfully, this guy on Facebook already said it for me, so he can finish my blog tonight: