My Facebook feed was lit up today with a bunch of people saying what a saintly old lady Mrs. Bush was because of her book program or whatever, and a bunch of others saying good riddance to her because she and her family dynasty systematically dismantled US education and human rights for decades.
In the meantime, my man Aaron shared a sad little story from his home town, where his daughter’s school bus driver passed away.
We don’t have regular bus route drivers in Finland, they rotate a bunch. It’s a hard job, and bus drivers are much maligned. I’ve done my share of maligning. And yes, they can be grumpy and obnoxious and I’m sure they brake hard on purpose to make passengers fall over.
Mr. Menking worked all his life and it didn’t seem like sick leave or retirement were economic possibilities for him. How much of this was Barbara Bush’s fault, I don’t know. It sure was somebody’s fault.
And yet, now they’re both in the same place. The morgue.
And if there’s an afterlife, I hope Barbara is driving a bus full of screaming smart-mouth kids from one side of it to the other. And okay, Don can also be a passenger and she gets to hit the brakes and make him fall over occasionally. Just to keep it interesting.
But mostly I just hope they were both happy and free of pain at the end of this life. Because this life is the one that actually counts, and bus drivers and the wives (and mothers) of monsters deserve to leave it with dignity.
– Posted from my Huawei y’know.