It happened when I read the headlines. A poll worker voted six times in the last presidential election, so someone cheated to elect the "president". A breast-milk bank opened somewhere. I'm in my 50's. I grew up during a time when such things were private and I still believe they should be kept low-key. The final headline was about police using paper targets of pregnant women and children, both armed.

I reached a limit today while drinking my coffee in the land of the "free" and the home of the "brave". I also reached a realization.

I've gotten old and there's no going back. The world I knew is dead and buried. Honesty and privacy are archaic concepts that no one understands anymore because their true meanings have been completely warped by rampant tech and blatant dishonesty.

My feeling is akin to being adrift on a foreign sea with no chance of rescue or abandoned on an alien world.

I'm lost in my own home, the last place in the world where I felt safe.