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It's Personal - Talk Without Limits

The slow grinding is still going on in the grout that is us, the people, the We, the 'Mericans, the ostracized and the enabled. There is a lot of this give the guy a chance, just wait until he brings jobs etc... My wife just unfollowed an old friend, others are dropping from acquaintances to strangers, from friends to frienemies. This fracking that has been put through our collective skin in wreaking havoc on the people. It is sadly mistaken by some to be just a phase, just some extra anger to get through, but I don't think those folks really know what has happened.

In reading some comments on the march this weekend, I was amazed the comments from women who were disregarding the reasons and angst that these women have for going through this, again. Women are not oppressed, they get whatever they want, blah blah. It struck me then how big this disconnect is, this whole notion that we are just going to somehow "get over it" and that these are normal things happening to the country and her people. Sorry to burst your bubbles, but this is and will always remain personal, very personal, much more than politics or a vote. So get that whole notion of getting along right out of your heads, this was an invasion of the worst kind and the resistance is a heck of a lot more powerful than folks think.

Some seem to think this is what they went through for the last eight years, some sort of personal attack on them, that is hardly the case. Obama was elected on a mandate, meaning he had the support of the people to make sweeping changes. (*) was not even properly elected let alone a mandate and those sweeping changes he is making are not supported by the people, not even his own at times. Yeah, folks may think that this is somehow the same kind of thing, when it is much, much worse. This is and has never been about ideals, that is obvious, this was a personal beat-down delivered through a sucker punch and a lot of collusion. So for those who had ever complained about Hillary and supported (*) then you don't have a thing to stand on and never did. The good thing about this current situation is now, all of the blame is on him, all of it, and the daily pictures and stories on him will make us all forget about the past in a heartbeat.

This was never an election, it was a temper tantrum and fix in the biggest possible sense of the words. Some got the person the voted for, good for them, just don't ever think that it will all be OK somehow, that we can all get along because that was never the intention. This was about fighting, this was about bigotry and hatred and this was about more than the small minds could ever have imagined. Am I going to hate my fellows? No, but I will not allow their desire to roll back the hands of time, to roll back into the arms of hatred and ignorance to ever go unnoticed. To magnify the human suffering that can only get worse with a disconnected dictator from Planet 9. Sorry, folks won't just get over it, and it seems like there was some things the right wanted to prove, if only to themselves. If that's the case then what's the plan? What do folks really have to look forward to? Just like us a great majority of (*) supporters have no idea, they just wanted to feel right, to feel empowered, It is funny as heck that they discount feelings an then turn around and run on those very things.

This was a personal attack from day one, the left has been awakened, and if you think that people are ever going to forget this one. Sorry, your resentments will pale in the light of truth, it's on now, it's personal.














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