Why the Hell Should We Care If Democrats Don’t?
Most days during the Biden administration, you’d wake up and wonder what Joe was going to trip over, either physically or verbally, today? How many mumblings would end with a “Well, anyway…” like it was pudding time in the nursing home. With the Trump administration, both of them, you wake up wondering what the fake outrage will be and which liberal city might burn. The common problem is that both scenarios are Democrats, either lying to the public about Biden’s mental abilities or lying to the public in the hopes of causing riots.
I used to feel bad for people in the cities overrun by Democrats’ BLM/ANTIFA Brownshirts; who wants to see their fellow Americans going through hell? But then you realize that these people voted for this, and did so repeatedly. I can have sympathy for someone complaining of a headache, but it quickly fades if I find out they have a habit of hitting themselves in the head with a frying pan. After that, I stop caring completely.
We’re too that point with everything Democrats do.
I’ve been to Minneapolis, went there for the convention in 2008 in St. Paul and had a great time. I had a lot of free time, so I went around and saw all the places the Twin Cities had to offer in the way of music that had influenced by childhood – The Replacements, Hüsker Dü, Prince, etc. – it was great. If it now gets destroyed, meh.
That’s a horrible attitude to have, I get that, but I can’t bring myself to care about places or people who won’t care for themselves. If you keep electing idiots who oversee the slow-rolling destruction of your world, I’m out.
I get the idea of stupidly ignoring risk. I used........
