A thoughtful, worthwhile read for anyone disturbed by the current state of the state. Highly recommended!
Once in a while–a great while–I write about my dreams on this blog. I don’t do it very often, but my “dream posts” have often turned out to be some of my personal favorites, such as the time I dreamt, in April 2014, of drinking wine with former President George W. Bush, or my terrifying “Alfred Hitchcock dreams.” While I find New Agey claims of dream interpretation to be a little thick, I do think that a person’s dreams are an interesting window into what’s on their mind and, to a large extent, what their anxieties are.
It’s been a few weeks now since the inauguration of President Donald Trump. Since that troubling event, my dreams have begun to change. Trump has never appeared directly in a dream I’ve had, either before January 20 (2017) or since, but a few times in the past weeks I’ve had dreams that are obviously derivative of anxieties caused by the new age of Trump. They may not “mean” anything, but they’re worth thinking about.
Last week I had a dream that involved Russians. Like, a lot of Russians. In my dream, there was a sudden huge influx of Russian people into our neighborhood, and they began showing up at my apartment. My next-door neighbors were suddenly Russians. The plumber who came to fix the pipes was Russian. My co-workers were suddenly all Russians. Non-Russian people in my neighborhood were expressing concern that we were being “overrun” with Russians.