Left to the right

Oh yes. The Leftovers. So sad it’s over, but glad it did not drag on and become enervated and repetitive for eight seasons or more.

Carrie Coon’s monologue in the final episode is all of humanity in a few hundred words. She is disturbingly good. Just so captivating, mesmerizing, convincing. Acting as a force of will. Shared dream; the art she builds is built with you too and that’s what makes her great.

The beatdown

Things that frequently got me beat up in North Florida:

1) Liking and befriending girls, and treating them as people, not as interchangeable mindless sex objects.

2) Being friends with black people.

This isn’t a complete list. I don’t have time to type all the “reasons” I got my ass kicked over the years. And ya’ll don’t have time to read 100,000 words.

But the above was two big reasons that I found myself in the dirt over the years. Sometimes, the other guy found himself there, too, but it took me a lot of fights to get good at fighting.