Move along, nothing to see here — heartbroken rage edition

My apologies.

I’ve spent the last hour trying to write today’s post, and all I’ve done is type and delete, type and delete, with no idea what to say or how to say it.

To be honest, I’m just numb tonight, torn between the gut wrenching heartbreak of a pregnant mother and her unborn baby losing their lives for the crime of riding a bicycle with their family on the mean streets of Los Angeles. And white hot rage knowing it happened on the same street where bike lanes were installed, then unceremoniously ripped out, because a couple of rightwing radio jerks jocks didn’t like not being able to go zoom, zoom on the street anymore.

Jon and Ken, this blood is on you.

Assholes.

As you can see, I’m just not in control right now. And it’s taking all my self control not to throw this damn laptop across the room.

So we’ll be back tomorrow to catch up on what I couldn’t bring myself to write about tonight.

Until then, stay safe.

Please.

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