I have faith.
I have no stomach for organized religion, but I have faith. I don’t know if it’s God, or destiny, or self-determination or what it is but I don’t think it matters.
All my adult life I’ve read history. I love history. 40 years ago I read everything I could find on WWII.
In 2015 I told everyone I knew that Trump was mimicking Hitler. All the signs were there. I didn’t necessarily say we’d end up with camps, but the possibility was real.
In 2024 I have no doubt camps are definitely the plan.
But I also know we’ll beat him.
The South tore the country apart to preserve slavery and destiny or whatever it was put Lincoln right where he needed to be.
Hitler rose and Churchill was there. And when Churchill needed him, fate, in the form of Japan, gave a push and FDR was by his side.
I’m not making much sense and I can’t put my thoughts into words, but there is no fucking way that the orange shit stain is going to win!
God or whoever or whatever you believe in did not put a black woman in Trump’s path to watch her go down in flames.
This country was built on the backs of slaves and a black woman is going to save it, and us along with it.
I refuse to believe that the candidacy of Kamala Harris is anything other than cosmic justice and God or whoever giving one more massive finger to just one more evil wannabe ruler of the world.
Just vote dammit.