The Console
A Journal by Waswa
Welcome to The Console
This is where truth whispers, humor wrestles, and reflection reigns.
The Console is not a blog, not a newsletter, not a movement.
It’s a journal.
An evolving, real-time record of snippets of moments in time along my life’s journey when I’m trying to make sense of the noise without becoming part of it.
We write. We reflect. We revisit.
No spectacle. No algorithm. Just substance.
You're welcome to read, ponder, or pass by. But if you stay, stay curious.
July 14, 2025
I was just talking to my beautiful wife, Gisele, about the state of things in the world today—and more so the situation on the international scene.
Without lecture, admonition, or taking sides, I’m going to say this:
The then-world leader doing absolutely nothing as soon as Ukraine was attacked is akin to a father abandoning his family.
Simple as that.Trying to normalize this brazen act of abandonment is, in the proverbial words, putting lipstick on a pig.
I don’t claim to have the answers. But I know what neglect looks like.
And I believe history knows it too.
-W.
A Quiet Betrayal
by Waswa Evans
I was talking to my wife, Gisele, about the state of things—
not just in our neighborhood, not even in our country,
but the world.
The great, trembling world.
And I said something that surprised even me,
not because it was dramatic,
but because it was plain.
When Ukraine was attacked—
and the so-called leader of the free world did nothing—
it was like watching a father walk away from his family
in their moment of greatest fear.
And what came next?
Press conferences.
Tweets.
Sanctions that bit like a polite mosquito.
Excuses.
Lipstick.
On a pig.
You don’t stand still
when your child is punched in the face.
You don’t shrug
when your neighbor’s home is set on fire
in broad daylight.
Because when you do,
you show the whole world
that violence works.
And the world has been watching.