Janet, you are singing my song! There are times I find myself praying that it all holds together somehow until after I’ve died. Other days I’m looking at housing prices in different small towns, trying to figure out where I could move to in order to be safe. It’s all so bleak, isn’t it?
We have one advantage: we are aware. The Woke may fa…
Janet, you are singing my song! There are times I find myself praying that it all holds together somehow until after I’ve died. Other days I’m looking at housing prices in different small towns, trying to figure out where I could move to in order to be safe. It’s all so bleak, isn’t it?
We have one advantage: we are aware. The Woke may fall victim to their own insanity, but we will find a sensible route to survival. Keep the faith, Janet!
Janet, you are singing my song! There are times I find myself praying that it all holds together somehow until after I’ve died. Other days I’m looking at housing prices in different small towns, trying to figure out where I could move to in order to be safe. It’s all so bleak, isn’t it?
We have one advantage: we are aware. The Woke may fall victim to their own insanity, but we will find a sensible route to survival. Keep the faith, Janet!