Someone needs to scream loud enough to get attention, because no one who needs to be is listening. I like that.

I hope your kitty is doing well! I remember nursing mine back from the brink of death when she was just a few months old. Now she's my best friend, arguably more than the dog. She's my ghost cat: she'll be sitting in a box beside my desk, I'll focus on work, then when I go to give her a pat, she's gone. Poof. Just like a ghost.

We're going to survive as a species in spite of "making things great again." We'll survive because there are good people who deserve it.