I'm not sure, maybe it's just me...

[ladegard]

I'm doing a little grocery shopping this morning, early enough that the store radio is still playing a radio station and not some piped in 'shopping mix', when a peppy little pop love song starts up. I'm mostly ignoring this, but suddenly a more-than-vaguely disturbing phrase catches my attention. Now I'm replaying what I can remember of this

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[matociquala]

"fair justice."

Oh, please no.

[brianrogers]

"Miss, I know what I _deserve_. I'd like to stay well away from that, please."

[ctwriter]

Was it that horrible reggae-like song about cooking dinner for a woman and sending her to a tropical island because she deserves it? I have to turn the radio off whenever it's playing.

[ladegard]

Nope, nothing that horrible. I still couldn't identify the song if you paid me, but it didn't sound anything like reggae.

It's been a minute

[ctwriter]

I was here to change my password after a reminder from LJ. I clicked here to read your last posts because damn I miss you, Tom. I hope wherever you are that you're happy and have a lot of books and tea. You're in my heart always. I wish you'd known this while you were on this plane with all of us, how much we valued you and only wanted to give you the space you seemed to need. Sometimes--and this I know all too well--we don't need that space, however, and are only waiting for folks to see us for who we are and how we need to be seen so that we can breathe in their company. Company we crave but no longer know how to access. Anyway, enough about all that. This might be a bunch of ones and zeroes on a road to nowhere, but I'll send them off anyway in hopes that if there's a stop in the afterlife on the Information Highway that you'll receive it. Love always.