Winter is coming.
I mean that in every sense of the phrase.
As if 2020 weren't awful enough -- as if the mortal threats facing the United States weren't piling up to the extreme -- now there's just one more thing. Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg has died, God rest her soul, and now we face perhaps the bloodiest (perhaps literally) Supreme Court confirmation battle we've ever seen.
This latest "one more damn thing" comes amid a catastrophic pandemic, an intractable culture war, a cold civil war that already was threatening to go hot . . . and a brutal presidential election in which one of the candidates is a budding authoritarian dictator. To tell you the truth, this is looking 
like one thing too many for our divided and traumatized country to take.
I am not an optimist by nature. Usually, I count on expecting the worst, then being pleasantly surprised.
I fear the glass half empty is about to catch up with me . . . and with us all.
That assumes, however, that Canada would let Americans in. That's a big assumption, because it won't let us in now.
Because the 'rona . . . and because Typhoid Yankee.
Still, we do what we can do for as long as we can do it. In this case, that would be 3 Chords & the Truth and playing great, eclectic music while trying not to make you as depressed as I am right now.
By the way, this week's edition of the show is particularly tasty. It will either take your mind off things, or perhaps you can be depressed to a bitchin' beat.
Don't think twice, it's all right. On the other hand, you can't be too strong as the city drops into the night.
C'est tout.
It's 3 Chords & the Truth, y'all. Be there. Aloha.
