on election day i try not to speak about the election. it is a very fraught and tense subject. i try to be a dog on a walk, but today i was accosted and i declared i cannot vote for genocide. i became an instant social pariah. but i still have the dogs, and i still have the neighborhood, and i will still walk, as long as i'm allowed. i imagine what the dogs would say. they'd say don't worry about the government, dug, just focus on the dog, you're a good boy, after all, and you know what matters, radical love, so you can't go wrong.