I'm not sure why Notre Dame is upsetting me so much, I don't have a personal connection to it. It's just one of those places that is supposed to be permanently there and suddenly it's not.
And now I'm sad about the Mosque, both that it's happening and that I hadn't heard about it anywhere else.
Thank you DCP for getting me past my enormous blind spot with my taxes! Now I just have to click the button to actually file and agree to pay this ridiculous amount. My federal rate went up by half a percentage point, which must mean I'm not part of the middle class, right, because the middle class is supposed to be better off after the tax changes. Right? Isn't that the story?
It's the withholding shenanigans that are really biting me on the ass right now, though. Oh well, fixed for next year, what can you do.
Anne Hidalgo, the mayor of Paris, had a lovely official message reminding people that they should draw strength from the city's motto, Fluctuat nec mergitur (roughly, it is tossed by the waves but does not sink).
Does anyone here follow Man in the Hoody's account on Twitter? He offered a new perspective point for hard days on the job: [link]
if ur having a bad day at work at least ur not the dude that fucked up and accidentally burned down notre dame
As far as I know they still don't know how the fire started, but construction could have been a cause. Anyhow, that kind of spoke to me.
I've thought about that several times today too, Cindy. Like how do you live with having caused that level of damage.
There's some guys who worked at Windsor Castle who are having sympathy flashbacks.
Do you think the people who did the gender reveal that caused the wildfire will tell their kid that they are the cause? Also, what *was* the sex?
Ooh, good point. I did not cause Norte dame to burn down today. Winning!
I wonder if that kid will be super ashamed of their parents when they find out.
Is it weird that I'm still sad, but also kind of comforted by the knowledge that nothing lasts forever? I'm not sure how to explain it. Maybe it's that impermanence makes things precious.
I've thought about that several times today too, Cindy. Like how do you live with having caused that level of damage.
I've been feeling guilty on the hypothetical person's behalf, Laura.
Connie, my daughter and I were saying I think these might be those kind of incidents, where they're so horrific, you convince yourself it had to be your co-worker who did it. Who could live with that?
Emily, according to this article [link] it's a boy.
This one says the family hasn't revealed the baby's sex: [link]
Wow. Apparently, François-Henri Pinault (aka Salma Hayek's husband) has already donated $100 million euros to rebuilding Notre-Dame (part of Macron's speech was calling for a national campaign to fund the rebuilding).
