…Elections? After his next term? Would you put your life on the line to guarantee we will have any?
And on that chance we don’t…
Could you console me in the labor camps or take my breath away with your strategies before the gas chamber does?
No. Your social media empathy does not extend to those within your reach. The golden light of your halo is as inert as the neon gas inside it.
Disrupt as you see fit, create whatever new claims you need and just leave us alone to our death then. I will not play your game. I will not assist in any form, a Trump election victory.
I swear this decade is like a fever dream. Send me back to the BearenstEin’s Gate Worldline.