I haven't really been able to stop crying all day, it's just too much. August my kid gets really sick, September I lose my job with no realistic possibility of ever working in my field again, October our cat from my kids' childhood died, and November, well, happened. And today is Armistice Day and the Americans turn it into Veteran's Day and glorify war, instead of acknowledging its horrors and working to end it, and all I can think about is my dad being a pacifist and killed by terrorists anyway and how much he would have HATED all the let's bomb the Arabs till the Moslems love us crap, and how much I hate it and all bigotry that it foments. Listening to Leonard Cohen's The Partisan, mostly to the French half.