On this morning's exercise walk, I encountered some racist horseshit flyers. They were stapled to some wood in a bus shelter. When I went to rip them down, I discovered that they weren't just stapled; they were also pasted. Thus, they weren't so easy to tear down. It took a while. Thus, I had time to contemplate the situation. Some asshole went to the trouble to make flyers, get a stapler, acquire (or make?) lots of paste; but didn't put in the much-easier effort to find counterarguments to their racist horseshit. And so I spent a couple of minutes tearing at flyers and contemplating a racist asshole wasting their life.

When I got home, it was a good mail day and I cheered up.