Ah, June Dawns…

The first of June! How did that happen?

I see that on this day in the year 193 the Roman Emperor Didius Julianus was assassinated, in 1660 Mary Dyer was hung in Massachusetts for being a Quaker and refusing to go away, in 1779 Benedict Arnold got himself court-martialed, in 1815 Napoleon swore to uphold the French constitution, presumably with crossed fingers in that hidden hand, and in 1857 Charles Baudelaire published his collection of poems, Les Fleurs du mal…

Things continue, but that seems to set much of a tone.

I find I’m coming to think we, as a species, are probably not going to make it, in that sense of surviving for say as long as the dinosaurs did.

Too bad.

I kind of like us, in the way one likes a generally unpleasant cat that bites at random and throws up where you walk.