Good morning. Steam rising from my cup of home-roasted Ethiopian Yirgacheffe Washed Gr. 2 – Banko Chelchele, pushed dark right to the edge of second crack—robust, semi-sweet, heavy on that baker’s chocolate bite with a lingering tea-spice finish that cuts through the fog like a clean shot.
Meanwhile, over in the political jungle, it looks like Trump just took one clean, decisive shot at the old Republican Party elephant—dropped it cold. The party’s still twitching, but the carcass is there for everyone to see: fractured unity, stalled agendas, midterm doom clouds gathering, and a base that’s equal parts furious and exhausted.
Act 2? Could be chaos, reinvention, or just the slow bleed-out of an era. Either way, this brew’s strong enough to face whatever comes next. Cheers to dark roasts and darker days—what’s your take on the fallout?
