As much as I wish it were otherwise, I have always been a social media addict. When I say addict, I can put it down if I'm totally absorbed in something else but the minute my brain is free to wander, I default to facebook or instagram.
Right now, I barely get absorbed in anything else, I am so horrified and fascinated with what is happening in the US, particularly Minnesota.
I want to know what ICE is doing. I want to read intelligent commentary. I want to see all the clever and courageous acts of resistance. I want to know how much longer the chief narcissist can live, I want to know what will happen in a power vacuum.
After seeing huge numbers turn out in sub-freezing conditions to protest, I went to bed on Saturday night hopeful that the regime would soon collapse under the weight of all that opposition.
On Sunday I woke to the news of Alex Pretti's execution and realised I had been a fool. When abusers start to lose control, that's when they get even more violent and reactionary. The more resistance there is, the more sloppy and callous they become.
Every time I hear the words "federal agents" I rail against it. ICE agents are not federal agents, they are gun happy, insecure, entitled four year old incels in big, powerful bodies. And of course they are federal agents working for the regime of an insecure, entitled four year old incel.
Stand strong, Minnesota. Fortune favours the brave.
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