"I don't understand at all what is going on here," she says.that we realized we, too, have been suffering from Reagan's disease, & not just of late, but from the time we realized that was a world external to ourself. (We're still struggling w/ that whole concept, too.)
"None of it makes sense. What's happening here? How did I get here? What's happening? Please. Please."
Freedom & liberty: Crazy ideas?
Nancy has deteriorated from a benignly forgetful doting grandmother to a raging harpy, who slaps her granddaughters, calls her beloved grandson variously a bastard, arsehole and bitch, cannot remember how to use cutlery, prefers not to wash, tucks used bits of loo paper up her sleeve, squats on the floor to pee and hides her own turds behind paperbacks in the bookshelves ("the kind of discovery that's unexpected late at night when you're looking for something to read").Sounds like a Randian paradise. Nobody tells us nuthin', y'hear?
2 June 2010 @ 1938PDT: Added the "The" to the title. We weren't asking for a description of the hell we're in.
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