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I used to have a blog. It was called Every Superhero Fighting, and it was on Tumblr, and I think people liked it. I’d post random shit in it, musings on the politics of the day, goofy parody stories, a few pieces of travel writing. Every year I'd post my list of top albums, though eventually this became a kind of an albatross on the whole thing because most years, left to my own devices, I wouldn’t have listened to more than 3 or 4, and I felt a weird sort of pressure to keep up with supposedly “smart” shit like Pitchfork and say things about like, Miguel or whoever.

About 8 years ago or so, I decided the whole thing was taking too much time and I needed to work on my REAL ART so I fairly unceremoniously stopped updating it. I then spent the next 7 or so years laboring away at short stories and novels, all of which have yet to see the light of day, and music projects that have very very VERY meager listenership (I assure you, that I have had listeners in the DOZENS at times).

But eventually I think its time for us all to return home, and it occurs to me that home might be, for me, rambling into the void of the internet like my forefathers before me.

Things have changed for me since then. I’m sure they have for a lot of people. Cynicism used to be a mask for me, a sort of kayfabe, but I think on some level I always thought maybe the adults in the room were surely coming to save us. They had to be, any day now, despite all sorts of evidence to the contrary .

When Donald Trump got elected, it felt like a shock, and so like many of my age, I stumbled my way into some form of amorphous leftism - not beholden to any particular theory, a little further than Bernie Sanders on some things, not nearly as far as those people on the internet that used to call Bashar al-Assad an anti-imperialist. That’s neither here nor there, really, though I’ll probably write more about it someday.

I think the point I’m trying to make here though, is that the world seemed to get a little darker that day. It turned out the adults were NOT going to save us, and were in many ways just as bad (though I still had yet to realize just how just as bad they actually were.

It has gotten darker since.

Plague, genocide, increasingly naked fascism from the republican party, have all coincided perfectly with my own demographic's approach to middle age and all the death, illness, financial woes, and existentialism that comes with that.

This is not to say that this will be a dark blog; I think I’m starting this primarily to do the opposite, which is shine a light through the darkness in some way.

I’m just saying that I think my flashlight’s gotten a little dimmer, is all.

But perhaps if you add your light to mine (and I know yours has gotten dimmer too), together we can make it through this.