Astrobabble with Winston Moonbat
From here on out, life should resemble normality, disappointing as that might be to some of those hungry for explosive excitement. I just came from a meeting in the executive office on Jupiter's 68th moon and we had a lengthy discussion about you earthling astrologers who were predicting extreme agony across the planet. While we understand how skilled you are, and we applaud you with mighty enthusiasm, we felt it proper to point out one little thing many of you forgot in this dastardly disastrous grand cross .... the Gemini moon forming a strong trine to Neptune in Aquarius after passing that ever-lovely North Node.
Now in the United States of America, this trine created a grand air trine with Mars in Gemini and Saturn in Libra, and that's why you all have been having such a good time chattering and making new friends as well as seeing old ones again. According to your astrologer, Ingrid Naiman, air signs govern love of humanity, so as hard as it is to resist, in moments like this it can happen anyway. For those of you who enjoy violence, there was a little of that available as always, and there will be in the future. Something for everybody.
Along with these configurations, there was a biquintessimal aspect with a rare asteroid named Calamitus Janus, but nothing came of it. We all breathed a sigh of relief up here. So there'll be more good times for some, not so good for others, but all in all, a celestial convergence perfectly suited to the holiday social season.
Pluto wanted to let you know that despite some concerns about catastrophe in the next 16 years, he will try to be as just as possible. Enjoy yourselves and as the wise old sage Stepininnit cautions, mind your pees and ques and eat your flaxseed. See you soon and keep talking away. One of your artists, Laurie Anderson, said that language was a virus from outer space, but the antidote is actually more language, a sort of homeopathic approach, and the cure is always in the packages we send.
All My Love,