Watching tennis and the electronic intifada on Friday. We go back to the graveyard after lunch. Olive keeps watch.

 We are athletes. We usually don't have too much in our head. Sometimes it's easier to be stupid. 

Sasha Zverev

 Bring the class war home. 

 Rats! They got you coming and going.

 As we know, people in the shadow of Obama's tower are being priced out, and the zionist company Airbnb, is taking over the neighborhood. Bring change home Obama says in his irony as he in his neoliberal apotheosis takes your home.

 Yesterday I finished The Monroe Sisters, a strange book about life after civilizational collapse where people move through life to death and return to life like death is a portal, yet they can actually die for good too. Then i started small boat about 27 people in an inflatable dinghy dying between France and England because no one will save them. Then we watched Flow, about a flooding post-human world where the animals that survive us get in a little boat and sail around the planet until the water recedes again and they're saved. Olive was rapt for a while, laying on my lap and then getting close to the screen, then watching curled up on the chair under the desk. Today I wish for all who are in trouble to be rescued, but that line from small boat echoes: You will not be saved. 

 people do die of sadness i guess. maybe i haven't felt that sad yet, though i have felt like dying. now i want to stay in it as long as it lasts.