I have a male friend who is a cartoonist and a female friend who is an artist. They live in the same town. I've mentioned them to each other because I think they might find each others art forms intriguing. Sometimes I try to "fix" things. This is a human story made more interesting because of our political turmoil.
I swear I'm not usually a meddler. I just love my people.
FRIDAY NIGHT
Me: Lord! Talk about a target rich environment! It's like a cartoonist's wet dream! However do you choose?
Guy: Often I want to find something else because some clients give me problems about it. But they keep feeding me. Plus, I find it very dangerous what they want to do. It's important I attack these people.
Me: Yes. Is that a little scary? Trump is so vengeful. Do you ever think he would attack back somehow? My tummy gets all upset thinking about it all. It has been ridiculously surreal this last week. Absolutely, 1984 crossed with the Wizard of Oz, "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!"
Guy: I don't worry about him. The real threat, and it's real, are his supporters. This is true. It's not so much the daily death threats, it's my clients feeling pressure and telling me they're getting threats.
Me: Really? Ugh! How long has THAT been going on. Are you sure we're still alive?! This is getting more nightmarish by the day!
Guy: It's been going on since Trump began his campaign, but since last week I've lost one client and another is threatening.
Guy: And they're not mincing. It's not my skill or talent. They tell me it's Trump.
Me: Wow! Has anything LIKE this happened in your career?
Me: And your clients are leaving because of threats from Trump supporters?
Me: This is SO what? Dystopic? Fascism? What's the right horrible word?
Guy: Yes. Because of Trump. There's always papers that think you're too liberal, or too conservative. But tell me why someone who's carried my cartoons for two years freaks out? Am I changing? Did I become more liberal? And tell me why it's so many at once. I have three at this time, one just left, threatening to leave. And since I've heard from three out of 50, how many haven't said anything yet?
Me: God! "These are dangerous times." Well you heard about Megyn Kelly. She was getting packages, people coming up on her porch, stalking her. She had to get a bodyguard. It all stopped when she went to Trump tower and did another interview.
Me: This is very unsettling! You're SURE you're safe?
Guy: I went to my post office today, and there was a sizable package. I had to go to my bank and I was afraid to open the package in the bank.They know who I am and what I do. If they saw I had a package they would have freaked out.
Guy: I'm safe. They're trying to hit me financially. We're not in the Reich yet. Maybe in a year that might be a question with a different answer.
Me: I'm just gobsmacked! I don't even know what to say!
Me: I'll send good wishes for you into the Universe. There's power in that kind of stuff.
Guy: Funny thing though, I gotta find a new place to live in a month. It's that real.
Me: Ha! I know somebody who needs a roommate. My artist friend.
Guy: Where does he live. I'm serious. I'm moving. Trumpsters found me.
Me: She's moving out, but still in your town.
Me: Are you seriously interested in a roommate?
Me: She could use one. Money's an issue for her right now.
Guy: Message me. yes.
Me: Let me talk to her tomorrow. She's in an abusive relationship and I want her out ASAP! He hasn't gotten physical yet, but he's throwing stuff.
Guy: Yeah, at this point it needs to stop being on a post.
Me: Gotcha. Night. Talk to you to tomorrow.
So, I told my friend that my other friend was looking for a new place to live, in her town.
SATURDAY NIGHT
Fr.: I read it. Isn't he the one who had to get rid of the dog?
Me: Yes! Because he had to move apartments. It really tore him up.
Fr.: I found out today one of my painting students adopted the dog from him.
Me: No way!
Fr.: Yes. I shared it on my FB, he saw it, showed his wife, she called him and they went and got him.
Me: How's the dog doing?
Fr.: Great!
Me: Timing is everything.
Fr: They just lost a dog to age/illness. So they got him and he helped them know something was wrong with the girl dog. He was barking at her. Took her to vet, she has cancer. He helps her every day. Soon it will be just him. The dogs are their children.
Me: What a beautiful story!
Fr.: They don't have children.
Me: is it something you would be interested in at all?
Fr.: I don't know. Does he live here? Can I keep my dog.? I'm assuming I can't. How much is rent and bills?
Me: He needs to get out of where he's at so it could be wherever you guys decided. He's a night owl. He needs to leave because the Trump people found out where he lives.
Fr.: So is that the best situation for me to move in with if he is going to have to keep hiding from the Trump people?
Me: It sounded like a good idea last night....
Me: Okay. Stop laughing. I think it's the only time he had to move because of Trump. His last roommate was a vampire. Lol!
Fr.: Laughing and saying omg.
Me: I hear you laughing and rolling your eyes. He's the sweetest guy.
Fr.: OK. I'm too tired at this point to continue this conversation. Vision is blurry.
Me: First his doggy. Now HE needs a home! Lol!
Me: Okay I love you! Sleep. I'm still laughing.
Well. Life is interesting. I STILL love my people. And I'm not convinced this story is over.
Stop laughing! Namaste sisters.
I swear I'm not usually a meddler. I just love my people.
FRIDAY NIGHT
Me: Lord! Talk about a target rich environment! It's like a cartoonist's wet dream! However do you choose?
Guy: Often I want to find something else because some clients give me problems about it. But they keep feeding me. Plus, I find it very dangerous what they want to do. It's important I attack these people.
Me: Yes. Is that a little scary? Trump is so vengeful. Do you ever think he would attack back somehow? My tummy gets all upset thinking about it all. It has been ridiculously surreal this last week. Absolutely, 1984 crossed with the Wizard of Oz, "Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain!"
Guy: I don't worry about him. The real threat, and it's real, are his supporters. This is true. It's not so much the daily death threats, it's my clients feeling pressure and telling me they're getting threats.
Me: Really? Ugh! How long has THAT been going on. Are you sure we're still alive?! This is getting more nightmarish by the day!
Guy: It's been going on since Trump began his campaign, but since last week I've lost one client and another is threatening.
Guy: And they're not mincing. It's not my skill or talent. They tell me it's Trump.
Me: Wow! Has anything LIKE this happened in your career?
Me: And your clients are leaving because of threats from Trump supporters?
Me: This is SO what? Dystopic? Fascism? What's the right horrible word?
Guy: Yes. Because of Trump. There's always papers that think you're too liberal, or too conservative. But tell me why someone who's carried my cartoons for two years freaks out? Am I changing? Did I become more liberal? And tell me why it's so many at once. I have three at this time, one just left, threatening to leave. And since I've heard from three out of 50, how many haven't said anything yet?
Me: God! "These are dangerous times." Well you heard about Megyn Kelly. She was getting packages, people coming up on her porch, stalking her. She had to get a bodyguard. It all stopped when she went to Trump tower and did another interview.
Me: This is very unsettling! You're SURE you're safe?
Guy: I went to my post office today, and there was a sizable package. I had to go to my bank and I was afraid to open the package in the bank.They know who I am and what I do. If they saw I had a package they would have freaked out.
Guy: I'm safe. They're trying to hit me financially. We're not in the Reich yet. Maybe in a year that might be a question with a different answer.
Me: I'm just gobsmacked! I don't even know what to say!
Me: I'll send good wishes for you into the Universe. There's power in that kind of stuff.
Guy: Funny thing though, I gotta find a new place to live in a month. It's that real.
Me: Ha! I know somebody who needs a roommate. My artist friend.
Guy: Where does he live. I'm serious. I'm moving. Trumpsters found me.
Me: She's moving out, but still in your town.
Me: Are you seriously interested in a roommate?
Me: She could use one. Money's an issue for her right now.
Guy: Message me. yes.
Me: Let me talk to her tomorrow. She's in an abusive relationship and I want her out ASAP! He hasn't gotten physical yet, but he's throwing stuff.
Guy: Yeah, at this point it needs to stop being on a post.
Me: Gotcha. Night. Talk to you to tomorrow.
So, I told my friend that my other friend was looking for a new place to live, in her town.
SATURDAY NIGHT
Fr.: I read it. Isn't he the one who had to get rid of the dog?
Me: Yes! Because he had to move apartments. It really tore him up.
Fr.: I found out today one of my painting students adopted the dog from him.
Me: No way!
Fr.: Yes. I shared it on my FB, he saw it, showed his wife, she called him and they went and got him.
Me: How's the dog doing?
Fr.: Great!
Me: Timing is everything.
Fr: They just lost a dog to age/illness. So they got him and he helped them know something was wrong with the girl dog. He was barking at her. Took her to vet, she has cancer. He helps her every day. Soon it will be just him. The dogs are their children.
Me: What a beautiful story!
Fr.: They don't have children.
Me: is it something you would be interested in at all?
Fr.: I don't know. Does he live here? Can I keep my dog.? I'm assuming I can't. How much is rent and bills?
Me: He needs to get out of where he's at so it could be wherever you guys decided. He's a night owl. He needs to leave because the Trump people found out where he lives.
Fr.: So is that the best situation for me to move in with if he is going to have to keep hiding from the Trump people?
Me: It sounded like a good idea last night....
Me: Okay. Stop laughing. I think it's the only time he had to move because of Trump. His last roommate was a vampire. Lol!
Fr.: Laughing and saying omg.
Me: I hear you laughing and rolling your eyes. He's the sweetest guy.
Fr.: OK. I'm too tired at this point to continue this conversation. Vision is blurry.
Me: First his doggy. Now HE needs a home! Lol!
Me: Okay I love you! Sleep. I'm still laughing.
Well. Life is interesting. I STILL love my people. And I'm not convinced this story is over.
Stop laughing! Namaste sisters.
