At the family barbecue my cousin’s husband kept joking that “period mood swings are just an excuse to be a bitch.” His 13-year-old daughter finally said, “Dad, when you have a kidney stone you cry and everyone brings you ice packs. When Mom has endometriosis she still packs your lunch. Sit down.” The table went quiet so fast you could hear the burgers sizzle.
there’s a whole chapter at the end of Against the Day where Pynchon talks about planes flying at dangerously low altitudes as a symbol of encroaching fascism
and here the trump era blue angels are just…doing it