Widow brain -- It's a real thing

 

I have learned quite a bit in the past 7-8 years.

In 2015, I learned how a country of kind, rational people, the wealthiest on the planet, could be sold an endless supply of snake oil, abandon the principles that once made this the great shining city on the hill, and take up with an evil, greedy, intellectually-bankrupt, narcissistic, pornstar-banging grifter. 

In 2020, I learned how this clueless cockwomble left us unprepared for a worldwide pandemic. Forcing us all to take a class in remedial biology and the unconfined spread of airborne pathogens. If you'll recall we were told , "There's nothing to worry about, It's all been contained, almost airtight". So said the White House representative, another TV know nothing, Larry Kudrow. That was before a million American corpses were put away fro the Dirt Nap.

That same year, I learned how cruel life and the fates can be, when on a sunny warm March afternoon, my wife dragged me out of the bathroom to the backyard to tell me the doctors said she had a liver/bile duct cancer. I curse that day until my time comes.

Like a bowling ball being catapulted through a huge floor-to-ceiling window, our lives were shattered. Home Depot does not sell a shop vac powerful enough to pick up all the pieces and sharp shards that continue to bleed me slowly on a daily basis.

And while I learned a lot about Oncology and the relentless behavior of cancer cells, I learned even more three months ago when her weakened but recovering body fell victim to Sepsis, the unspoken killer in many hospitals.

And now, I am, we all are, getting daily lessons on Cold War 2.0, which is turning out to be nowhere near as cold as the first one. With drunken Russian military in heated pitched guerrilla warfare with the US-backed forces of democracy and NATO. 

I know which side I'm on. Following the lead of Tucker Carlson and the co-conspirators at Fucked News, Red Hat Republicans still seem to be waffling.

As if all that were not enough, I have recently uncovered the phenomena of Widow Brain. 

I will readily admit to having experienced this. Keep in mind the resulting confusion can be a result of my advanced age of 64. It's not like I'm a spring chicken of 44 anymore. 

But it is worrisome.

"Did I have one glass of bourbon or did I have two?There's more ice in the freezer, so I must've only had one."

"Did I talk to the Social Security people about survivor benefits or was I lulled into a nap by the 3 hour phone tree hold?"

"Did I shower in March or was it February?"

"Is this all real or this all some terrible nightmare that will never end?"

And finally, and this might be a question you're asking as well. 

Is the illustration used in this post an actual representation of Rich? Shouldn't the nose be bigger with a slightly more aquiline bend? And why is Rich wearing blush and lipstick?