Sinking in a slimy swamp

...of reports of constant barrages of the corruption of this ruling group, which we've known about forever. It's all a big PR scam, as usual, they're just throwing out certain of their breed as chum in the waters. Mistress Cassandra here, per usual: I don't think it will make a rat pile of difference. The apocalypse is here, all right, but it's the ones who believe in it that are causing it.
Meanwhile, the heavens have opened in the Emerald City lately. at one pint, we experienced The Rain That Comes Sideways, Washing the Wax Out of Your Ears. It wsa accompanied with rare lightning and thunder, with one strike that sounded as if it was across the street. Luckily we'd walked earlier. I retreated upstairs to finish the Forster novel we've had as a pick this next two weeks. It's good, but I don't think it's going to sustain a lengthy discussion, yet again.
Off to bed with the next pick, The Gold Bug Variations. People are going to whine about its length. it's good, but kind of precious.