Yeah, I've heard it before. Don't talk politics. You'll lose your readers.
Frankly, if you believe the wave of recent murders by ICE is good, well, you're not going to like my books anyway.
I don't believe murdering people is a good thing. I still believe in the Constitution and the Bill of Rights. I've taken the oath to uphold them three times in my life.
But the guys on the street wearing masks (which they refused to do five years ago in the middle of a Goddess-damned pandemic) and carrying weapons (which they claimed they needed to protect themselves from the government five years ago) are gleefully killing people exercising their constitutional rights on the streets in broad daylight.
I've heard "fucking bitch" in that same tone aimed at me. The only difference is that I'm alive and Renee Good isn't.
And the worst part is if O post a picture of Renee or the man who murdered her on my blog, I'll be harassed by the same people who say Charlie Kirk didn't deserve to be shot in cold blood, but Renee Good did.
How fucked up is that?
So now, I'm struggling through depression. I'm awake all night wondering if the neighbors I've been polite to, even though they've flown Trump flags for the last 10 years, will bust into my house and kill my husband and dogs.
I'm honestly questioning if any of us will survive the this decade. And I will still be questioning it even when my SAD eases up in February.
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