I do not believe the collective should get to make all decisions for people, in fact the fewer the better, of course. Though at this point we have gone too far.
tRump wants a civil war. Is he serious? I realize you had something of this sort before, though I never understood how the boundaries on that would work out, blue versus red? I just do not see this happening except for from the young socialists, and then they would be risking their lives. I know you are committed enough to do so, though I am gun shy personally. I am armed, and not afraid to fire. I am afraid of misfires. Almost everyone directly hurt because of me was a misifire.
Bush, had no clue a poem would do that, fallwell, have no idea how Vonnegut ended up dead? Over zealous cia agents, too? I let you off without knowing what you did, then became a proud part of your machine. What hogwash. I still must apreciate that some of you thought you were doing the right thing, and protected me, and all this shit I am apreciate of. Your sacrifice, grief, strife, and nightmarish past is a horror I understand you have. I may not dwell on these things in my writing but they are always on my mind.
I lay back half asleep or wide awake, thinking for hours, slumbering in and out at times.. mostly I am still trying to find meaning. Meaning to go on, to tell people to go on. To say even if it is helpless, then we have to do the best for all NOW, while we still can... before people get to panicking and there are refugee's camps all over the warm parts of the country. I do not know what to advise now that I have learned this, and I do not know how people who are very young are going to deal with this one Imminent hell on earth. Lord, have mercy on them. Too late for the planet. Too late for much of anything.
During my intelligence work, and life, I guess . . . I came to be the accidental leader of a cult; acolytes they called themselves in the end. This is as much of that story as I can tell.
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