Midsommar

Well I did not die and didn't have much of a panic attack (relative to other ones I've had) and actually in the end had a good time in Sweden, but for now I am too tired to write about it.  Plus I have work to do.

Goodbye, I'm an asshole

Well this is it.  Twenty four hours until I embark to Sweden.  It's a United flight all the way there and back, with a layover in Newark, so if a United flight to or from Stockholm goes missing I am probably shark food.

I've been pretty upset with a tangent of society, many of whom I am friends with, who claim to be Christians, but only cherry-pick the Bible.  Or ignore it completely when it stands in the way of gaining political or economic power.  Or just use it to feel superior to everybody else.  You know, just like Jesus preached to.  Fake Christians, those with fair-weather faith.  But if I wrote that post right now I would be depressed, it can wait.