I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. There are two kinds of people in the world: those who think Archie Bunker’s jokes were funny and those who knew Archie Bunker WAS the joke.

Trump supporters wishing you a happy Independence Day deserve as much trust as cannibals throwing a welcome party for shipwreck survivors.

Understood. Either way, there’s a long road ahead, for sure.

“I do think the tides are turning.”
I hope you’re right! Because we’re not “lacking behind a little.” Conservatives had a head start of over 50 years (see The Powell Memo).

Hey. Wear your fucking sunscreen. Just had an invasive malignant melanoma removed and a lymph node taken for biopsy. It’s a wake up call.

He was five, maybe six, and stood at the bottom of the cellar stairs, intently gazing at the doorway above.
“What’s up, buddy?”
He looked up at his parents and rather matter of factly said, “this is where I live now,” before fading into the darkness.
#microfiction

Man, it would be embarrassing if every. Single. Person. Reposted this humiliating inaugural performance.

Wherever you may fall on the rainbows of sexuality or skin color, gender, neurodiversity, or “legal” status, you exist to me. You are valid. You are loved. I will continue to see you and love you. You are my people and that is not something I take lightly. Do not let anyone tell you you don’t exist.

I suppose I’m supposed to say something profound with my first post here, but I won’t. Hi. If you’re here, you followed me from somewhere else and/or we know each other. Good to see you.
Now I’m gonna go tweak this thing’s algorithm.