Sorry I’ve been quiet. In June I posted a blog post, and shared it. Facebook immediately pulled the link saying it was scam-like, and they would review it. Five months later and it’s never been reviewed. Do you know why they said it was a scam? I posted links to sites where you could help those in Palestine. I have been so heartsick in this world, that I haven’t been able to update until now.
I don’t really wanna get into politics, but in the Venn diagram of life, politics is center right now. I want to go back two weeks and talk about something political that slipped my mind. Travel back with me to the worst moment of recent history. November 6th, 2024, I found a list of authors that voted for Felon 47. That’s when the lights came on. I hadn’t realized that all the people remaining silent, were voting for Felon 47, or it didn’t even matter in their world. That silence, what a place of privilege. And of course they don’t have to address it.
I lost my favorite author. As much as I love her, how can I support someone that voted for a man that wants to hurt people I love? In good conscience I can’t. I am not naming names here. I am not here to shame people at all. I want you all to understand that this post is about me not realizing what their silence signified, and how that has gob-smacked me right in the kisser.
The world has run mad. I don’t even have words for how disturbed and disgusted I am. Over half the voters who turned out, voted the same as the KKK. FULL STOP. And they voted against their own interests, if you can believe that the economy was their main concern. When those tariffs hit and prices jump, I wonder how they’ll process it? If it weren’t so tragically awful it would almost be funny.
So I am here, still writing, still fighting, I just try to keep going. Love to you all. ^-~
