I’m gonna miss y’all like the Devil misses central air. I’ll be back for FOtFP on 31 March (TDOV). I’m off to the far, strange land of New Jersey, and then D.C. This is what it means to be a grassroots activist. I’ve been doing it for fully a third of my life, and it’s time to go again.
In the meantime, who knew one Thursday could contain so much MAGAT dumbassery? I have NO idea why I’m surprised. Regardless, here we are: up to our eyeballs in gun-humper bloodlust and a twit from Colorado with color glossy photographs with a paragraph on the back of each one and a hankerin’ for wolf meat.