we've been thinking we may have to leave obamaland, go to the desert of new mexico, or somewhere, anywhere, but then, we like life here, apart from him. 

i feel how it feels to be subject to invasion and occupation by a rich and powerful and unfriendly force. i see the scorched earth of the dead, the exiled and displaced.

i haven't seen the peregrines since obama cut down the trees, but up here i can feel somewhat mentally free of his massive earth-moving gravity.