So what can we do?
There’s really only one way.
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Small Acts of Resistance
Since November 6th, 2024, in light of that felon’s election victory, I have decided to engage in small acts of resistance whenever any opportunity presents itself.
Yesterday, my Uber driver was clearly MAGAt. Dude was rude, gruff, unfriendly, and listening to a racist AM Talk Radio host smugly celebrating about the election and mocking Senator Elizabeth Warren as “the fake Indian” on-air.
No tip, one star, and reported to Uber.
It’s not much.
Maybe it’s just “virtue-signaling.”
I don’t care.
I will never normalize sharing any space with MAGAts and their cancerous cult of morons.
They can all rot.
MAGAts Are a Cancer
Welp. It’s been a while since anyone implied they wanted to throw some hands.
I went out grocery shopping for dinner the other day. All I needed to do was pick up some ginger and replace some cayenne pepper. In the aisle was me and my cart, two Black women and their cart, and we were all looking over spices.
Continue reading MAGAts Are a CancerDonald Trump’s Mug Shot and T-shirts
I’m holding off on the whole Trump mug shot t-shirt merch glut, that’s surely hit everywhere by now, at least for the time being. Sure, I despise that criminal cunt and want to mock him and his Cult of Morons at every well-deserved opportunity but it’s also a very serious moment.
We should have some appreciation for the significance of this moment in American history.
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