Last night I went out at almost midnight to deface a political flyer. People are free to believe whatever poisonous nonsense they want to, but just as they’re (somewhat) free to post those ideas I’m free to counter-post against them. The flyers are offensive on any number of levels, but using swastikas is either irresponsible stupidity or a calculated, manipulative use of hatred to try make a point. I don’t much care which it is, if they’re in my neighborhood, I’m going to go out of my way to scratch them out.

Then on the walk home something wonderful happened, a cosmic/kharmic reward or whatever. I bumped into Anil and Matt. These kinds of things happen all the time, and are never any less wonderful. A few hours prior, I emailed Matt about meeting up this week and he hadn’t even gotten the message yet. I used to intentionally misspell coincidence as ‘coincidance’ because ending with ‘dance’ often seemed more apropriate. This would be one of those times.