It’s hard to know if it’ll ever happen, but I’m still holding out for an awakening.
I have no choice. It seems it might be our only hope—that Republicans arise one morning, look at their newsfeeds or network of choice and suddenly realize they can’t be accomplices anymore. They can’t ride coattails and compromise values. They can no longer prop up, humor, or feed an insatiable ego.
They miraculously grow a spine and finally tell Donald Trump to fuck off.
It’s always been all we’ve ever needed. We could have ended this nightmare a long time ago. Maybe not nip it in the bud but at least minimize the damage. As it is, there’s a monumental amount of fence mending in order, and if we don’t get started soon, it’ll be too late. Trust will be an ongoing issue.
Thanks, Donald. And Stephen. And Kevin and Russell, all the MAGA voters and others who thought Trump might just be what we needed.
Beware the idiot who says he alone can fix things.
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