I step away from the keyboard for a few years, and look at the f***ing mess we are in now. The only thing lacking in this horror movie no one wanted to see is an asteroid the size of Rhode Island heading for the Earth.
Well, I am back now. And I am ready to get angry. And laugh. And think. And above all, ACT. We have to be our own Avengers. (I know that Stan Lee would understand and approve.)
The arc of history will not bend itself.
But first, a little inspiration from Mickey Guyton: “Black Like Me.”
Philadelphia Negro 
You give me hope in these bleak times. I see your action list as a wheel, rolling the points over and over. Balance and momentum temper anger without diluting its power, and laughter is as necessary as oxygen. Now, where did I put my Black Widow costume?
I can’t wait to read more.
To paraphrase the conclusion of the “Tholian Web” episode of original Star Trek on H&I last night, “Welcome home, Captain.”
From Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country:
Kirk: Once again, we’ve saved civilization as we know it.
McCoy: And the good news is they’re not going to prosecute.