2.194/365: being mean

I was going to write about our vacation today, maybe I will tomorrow. Today and yesterday I’ve come across so much meanness that I wasn’t able to write cute things. Everyday there’s something new to be enraged about and it gets me riled up like most people who read as much as I do. Yesterday my husband and I made a pact not to discuss politics anymore. It’s a good feeling. Not bringing that into our home is a good thing. All of the political things ultimately are temporary (provided certain missiles aren’t fired) and can be undone.

Being mean is boring. There is no win. It only begets meanness. It adds fuel to the fire. It keeps it lit to burn the next day. It is bad for you. It’s bad for everyone around you. Turn off the news, logout of Twitter, resist the urge to check an opinion site.

To escape all things political and to kill time, I read And Then She Was Gone by Lisa Jewell in a little over a day this past weekend. It was my kind of story. A little Gone Girl, a little What Alice Forgot. Give me the complicated murder-missing-mystery-thriller any day. A page turner. Give me a reason to turn the page. A little uncomfortable. People being mean to each other, but not to you. And you can always put a book down.

It seems like the Big Little Lies sub Reddit is the only place where no one is mean these days. Those are my people. And the character Renata (the amazing Laura Dern)yelling different variations of the F word repeatedly at her terrible idiot husband is great to watch. And Celeste (Nicole Kidman) bitch slapping Meryl Streep (as her terrible mother-in-law) is a fun thrill — I’ve never wanted to slap my MIL (ever), but I think we all want to slap people sometimes.

So, maybe not talking about politics and reading about mean people who can’t hurt you is the way to go. Maybe watching a show for escape and laughing about it with like-minded weirdos is the way to go. Maybe.

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