It’s mostly been focused on working on my Humanities essay, which has, in turn, mostly been about astounding myself with just how shockingly fucking racist our government has been. Without going into extensive detail – I’m thinking about composing an ‘essay offcuts’ post where I explain everything that didn’t get to go into the actual essay for things that I can’t back up formally or aren’t appropriate to put in an assignment – we were a pack of racist assholes, and every time we took a step forward, someone else took a step back for us. Like, we were actually starting to warm to China and then fucking World War 2 happened.
The thing that really sticks with me today is that Rupert Murdoch had a great uncle who was, in fact, not a total cunt, showing that Rupert may not be able to take as an excuse that his family bloodline seems to include Satan.