When I fled all the noise and disruption yesterday, I took myself and Kindle to a local German cafe to eat, read, and forget. However the author I mentioned a while back, the frighteningly but wonderfully clever and articulate professor of language, walked in and I was pleased to see her as she's always stimulating and entertaining (and seems to have taken a real liking to me) - and is a Christian.
We did end up talking about faith and lack thereof, and she told me about almost dying of cancer - not a miracle; she's had a lot cut out years ago) and always being able to feel the vast sea of goodness in the spiritual world next to ours, which she is able to tap into. Maybe living in Japan among Buddhists also helped. It's not something I can feel, and she's as horrified as you and me about shitface but after a long talk about all sorts of things, I did feel better.
And I have decided not to allow shitface and its followers the victory of depressing me. The best revenge (or in this case, resistance) is living well and happily.
That's as far as I've got, but I'm already feeling better. I hope you will too.
Lots of hugs, my dear friend.