We don’t need to stand around talking about it….
Misplaced corrective action, regardless of intent, is neither safe nor wise. We know exactly who Donald Trump is, and we also know what he is not.
When the well attired leave the checkout line carrying steaks and shrimp using an EBT card, the door is still held open; yet notations necessarily embed.
Delicate sensibilities are dispatched like a feather in a hurricane.
We do not turn our eyes from the hatred focused in our direction.
We stand firm amid the solace of our number and resolve to the task at hand.