So it seems that Congress has been relegated to little more than a rubber stamp for POTUS' official edicts. The sound of silence coming from the Right over any of the very real and lasting subversion of our constitution is earsplitting. And the gutting will continue until we pour sand in the intake of DOGE and fire that brilliant Neo-Nazi before he takes to running down seal pups on live stream with a spike-tired CyberTruck. Or ramming the iceberg out from under a family of starving polar bears with his super yacht.
These puddin-heads are NOT doing our bidding. We wanted reduction, not destruction. We wanted honest accounting not career assassinations of honest hardworking people. We wanted less of the slippery slope and more terra firma. We wanted less swamp and more concrete. We want high paying jobs and a real chance at improving our families' lives. And the only tranny we care about is the one being replaced in the pickup come payday.
Speaking of trans, we need people and especially OUR people and sometimes they're just plain weird. But they're still lovable. Your bro might be a sistuh now. So what? That person is still your bro. They just have tits now and their voice is more like your mom's. I miss one of my bros but she's on a different path now. I support her and talk with her whenever possible. He used to be a pretty good pool player. I wonder if she is.
Christ knew what would always be in short supply--love. Love without reserve or constraint. Love unceasing and unwavering. Love that transcends our suppositions and superstitions. The continuous plucking of the heart strings kind of love. Love is all we need. Love sweet love. No not just for some, but for everyone.