Yes, this one is about me, and I say it's about time. But I've chosen to make a ME post about more than just me. Now, before I start, I'd like to acknowledge those who say or feel that a pet blog is not the forum for political discourse. You may have a point, but you know what? We're long past the point of what's appropriate and what's not. It's become obvious that we can't rely on the media to speak up, push back, or fact-check, so anything should be used as a pulpit to speak out about the vile, sickening crap that has been happening in what used to be a free country. Anyone who voted for this candy floss-coiffed, mentally deficient wannabe dictator and his ghoulish squad of severely unqualified boot-licking sycophants should put themselves, their loved ones, or close friends in the position of any of the growing number of human beings who've been detained, beaten, pushed or killed, and see how you'd feel then. Go ahead, I'll give you a minute. Buyer's remorse? Don't even. Looking for sympathy? Forget about it. "This isn't what I voted for."? Save it. You KNEW what you were voting for. The entire world knew. And now, here we are. It's going to take an eternity to undo the disastrous effects of this administration's actions if we even can. Under normal circumstances, we would be able to agree, disagree, or agree to disagree. There is nothing normal about what we're seeing daily now. Healthy back and forth is good. That's how it used to work. How can anyone be okay with the images and footage of what's taking place on our streets? Those who have the power to do something are sitting on their hands, are too scared, or have their heads so far up the orange one's butt that they've lost all credibility and trust of their constituents, and should never hold positions of power ever again. And please- this is not red or blue, conservative or liberal, right or left. This is a human issue. These are people. Our neighbors, friends, and coworkers. This is America.
