What is left to say?

I was sitting here, watching the blinking cursor, with a completely blank brain. You all know what I think about things, so why write it here? It's become a dangerous country, and all of our personal data is now available to an unelected individual who is running rampant. 

Unchecked power.

I'm fighting to stay this side of crazy.


I wish you all well, and maybe I'll have something worthwhile to say later.


C




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