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.
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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 shit-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 all have some appreciation for the significance of this moment in American history.
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