These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
These might be the good old days. Go outside, feel the grass, say wassup to your neighbors,… whatever you do that means community, because sh*t might get bad for a while.
So as far as I understand it as of now it’s pretty much decided early with almost no chance of Harris making it.
So there you are. You’re right. I was right. We all were.
We hoped for sanity.
But it seems a massive criminal openly stating he will run a dictatorship has been voluntarily elected.
It’s like allowing someone in your house telling you that he’s going to rob you, but he promises to do it LEGALLY. It’s hilarious and maddening at the same time.
There’s a play by max frisch calledThe fire raiders where exactly this happens. You just made me realize that this book fits what has happened perfectly. Obviously it’s also a metaphor for the political turmoil of that time.