Politics suck. Blogging sucks.
Others need me right now.
Those inclined to pray, prayers for my niece, M____, would be appreciated more than I can express. And no fuckin' wimpy prayers, either. If you can storm Heaven and wrest a blessing out of the hand of Michael himself, that might be a start and you'll have my eternal thanks. Here's a primer:
Be our protection against the wickedness
and snares of the devil;
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray,
and thou, O Prince of heavenly host,
by the power of God,
Thrust into hell Satan and all evil spirits
who wander through the world for the ruin of souls.
I'm overcome with grief and concern. I am stupid and worthless in my devotions and supplications. Out of practice and shamed.